Chapter 12

Emery's P.O.V

I think the sky felt how I was feeling today, confused. It didn't know if it wanted to rain or shine. One minute the sky's would cloud up and drizzle a little. Then all of the sudden the sun would pop out.

Like me, I didn't know if I wanted to be happy that I knew other vampires or not. I mean, Kaden was awesome, and he certainly knew a lot about vampires. And Mark, well that was still fresh. I wasn't used to it yet, but then again I hadn't known him long anyway.

But I was too distracted to worry over that, at the moment I was on my way to pick up Trinetta.

After I got home last night, I had to explain to my mother as to why a human was in our house. I told her that Trinetta and I had forgotten about our assignment for Music.

So she came over so we could finish it, and that Trinetta was busy this weekend and wouldn't have enough time to get around to it. It was a bad lie, but I was so good at lying my own mother believed them. And that's saying something, for a Full blood.

Pulling up to the gates, they immediately opened for me. I drove up the long driveway until I got to the front door of her giant mansion. She was already outside waiting for me. She smiled as she opened the door and sat down. Her strong scent of blood mixed with perfume rushed over to me.

"Hey. How was Knox?" she asked frowning slightly as I pulled off.

"She's ok. Her mom is forcing her to go shopping." I said, scowling. Knox's mom didn't like me much.

Today, after texting Trinetta, I had to go to Knox's house to meet her parents. Of course, her parents knew of her sexual orientation, but they didn't know of me yet. Or at least, what I looked like. Let's just say they didn't approve.

Trinetta caught my frustration.

"What, did something go wrong?" she asked with concern

I sighed, going onto the main highway, heading for a good restaurant.

"No, not really. Just I don't think her parents approve of me much."

Trinetta turned back to me. "Why not?"

I shrugged. "I guess my looks, I mean they didn't talk to me much."

Trinetta scoffed. "Well they shouldn't judge a book by its cover, I think you're amazing. And I'm sure Knox does too."

I smiled lightly. "Thanks"

I felt her take my hand that rested in the middle of the seats. I looked over at her, and she smiled at me.

"Thanks for last night, for hearing me out," she said softly.

My hand was tingling from her touch.

"Well, I decided that I should listen to your side as well. I didn't want to not know the full story before I judged." I said, looking back to the road.

"Well thank you. I didn't want you mad at me. For some reason, it just really hurts for you to be angry at me." she spoke the last part quietly.

This confused me, was that to mean something more?

I looked over to her to read her eyes., but she had turned to look forward once more. But her hand was still in mine, grasping it tightly.

I knew Trinetta wasn't the same as me, in any light. Including being a lesbian. But her comment had me second guessing. Maybe she was, maybe she just didn't know it yet.

I pulled into a Chinese restaurant. I was polite and opened the door for her, then following her in. once we were seated, I took to staring at Trinetta.

I never really realized how beautiful she was. Her bronze hair seemed to catch the low lighting of the restaurant. Her pretty heart-shaped face was that of pure innocence.

Her slender body wasn't that of a skinny teen girl, but of a healthy fit young woman.

She was mesmerizing.

Wait, what the hell is wrong with me? I have a girlfriend.

But even after shaking my head lightly, and telling myself to stop. My eyes still hooked back onto her.

"Miss? What can I get you?" asked the waiter.

I blinked a few times and looked back to him.

I told him my order, shaking my head again after.

Trinetta looked to me in concern. "You ok? You seem distracted?"

"A little," I said in a low voice

After we ate, Trinetta and I went to the park, we made sure that we didn't see anyone we knew before going onto the trail.

We walked in silence for a while, not really needing to talk. Trinetta had taken my hand in hers, she seemed to like holding my hand. And I didn't take it away, it seemed to comfort her.

"Emery? Can I ask you something?" she spoke softly.

"Sure," I said looking over at her.

"Why did you act so distant when you first came here? To this town I mean. So angry?" she asked.

I looked down.

She moved closer. "Its ok, you can tell me anything, I won't tell a soul."

I wish I could tell you. If I did, I wouldn't feel so burdened by it. If someone else knew. Other than the people who are like me.

"Because I'm not like everyone else. And I thought that if I just stayed away from people, no one would have a reason to dislike me." I said. It was half the truth.

"Oh, well I don't think your all that different. I mean yea, you wear a lot of black, but who cares. You're a great person." she said.

"Not everyone thinks so. Their like Knox's parents, some people judge a book by its cover before they ever read it." I stated.

"Well, yea. But those people don't really matter. If someone doesn't want to take the time to know someone because of how they look or dress, then they aren't worth knowing." she said.

I thought on that for a moment.

She had a point, on that part. But, my secret can never be told.

"Can we rest, I'm kind of tired?" she asked, gesturing to a small clearing by a pound. I nodded and followed her to a large rock. Sitting down beside her. Once I sat, she leaned over onto me.

"Emery?"

"hmm?"

She paused, "Why are you so quiet around me?"

"I don't know really." I lied.

She was quiet.

"I guess, I'm just not very good with words, so I keep quiet so I don't make a fool of myself," I said. It was true, I was clever, but not in words. In fact, I was quite awkward with words.

She laughed softly. "Emery, its ok to say stupid things. don't be afraid to speak."

I laughed a little. "It's just, I've never really talked to people much. Because I move a lot, I don't see the reason to talk to people who I won't even remember when I leave." I said.

She turned her head to stare up at me. "You will remember me won't you?"

Her eyes watered slightly when I didn't answer right away. I was too busy looking at how anxious she was while waiting for my answer. She really cared that much!

"Of course I will. Plus, I'm not moving yet. I'll be here for a few years." I said, almost laughing.

She pulled me into a tight hug. "Please don't move soon, I don't want you too."

I was shocked at her sudden contact. Slowly I wrapped my arms around her. Stroking her soft hair. "I won't."

We stayed this way for a while until a cool wind passed by us. The late spring days were still a bit chilly.

"Come on, we should go," I said, looking at the time on my phone.

She nodded, standing and taking my hand once more.

"Emery, what's your family like?" she asked as we walked.

I kicked some leaves. "Well, my brothers Vince and Daniel are kind of like me. Though Vince is more obnoxious and cocky. Daniel is more of a nerd with something to prove." I laughed.

Trinetta laughed too. "What about your parents."

I looked down. "Well, my mom works a lot, she has a cosmetic line that she is trying to sell, so we really haven't had much time together since I was a little kid. Though I understand it, it still angers me."

Trinetta looked down, "I'm sorry, I kind of understand that my mom works a lot too. So I don't see her much."

I tightened my grip on her hand. She did the same.

"What about your dad."

My anger flashed, in a rush, memories took over my brain.

"Vaughn! Please, there's nothing to fear!" my mother screamed.

My eleven-year-old self along with my brothers stood in the hall just outside of the living room listening to my father and mother argue.

My mother was weeping, my father with half anger half shock coming over his face, laid on the floor staring at my mother.

She was reaching out for him, trying to make him understand she wouldn't hurt him. But he backed away.

"No, how could you? What kind of demon are you?" he yelled, standing.

That was it for me. I couldn't take my father yelling those harsh words to my mother.

"She isn't a demon. She was only afraid to tell you because of the law." I said, standing in the doorway of the living room.

My mother looked to me, "Emery, go back to bed this instant."

"My children are bloodsuckers too? All of you?" my father stuttered.

That was it, he ran from the house.

My mother sobbed.

Next came another flashback of myself at eleven.

"We must leave, I'm sorry kids. Your father could have told any of the locals."

I and my brothers immediately went to pack. But in the middle of packing a crash came from downstairs. I ran at top speed down the wooden stairs.

My father had a wooden stake in his left hand and a silver knife in his other.

My mother was staring in surprise. "Vaughn! What are you doing?"

"I've come to kill you, Annabelle. For using me. As your human plaything. Your all demons and you must be destroyed." he screamed.

Then he ran at my mother.

I ran to shield my mother. My father stopped in his tracks.

"Move Emery, or you will die too," he said menacingly.

I crossed my arms and planted my feet firmly on the floor. "No."

My father stared daggers at me, then suddenly he lunged forward with both Knife and stake straight for my chest.

But they were caught midair, my mother had taken hold of his arms, then with one movement, my father was thrown against the hardwood.

"You will not harm my children, Vaughn. If it comes to it, I will kill you." my mother spoke, almost growled.

But instead, I convinced my mother to put him in jail. I couldn't take my mother killing my father. My mother made herself look like she had been harmed by my father. And I was to act the same.

My father was taken to prison for abuse. But really it was to save his life. And keep him from blabbing about what we really were.

With that, the vision faded.

"Emery?"

I shook my head and looked at Trinetta.

"You ok, you got quiet after I asked about your dad?"

"Oh. Well, I don't like to talk about him." I said quietly. Beginning to walk again.

"oh ok. Sorry." she apologized.

"It's ok." I took her hand as it got darker.

"Do you think its ok to come to your house, I mean your mom didn't look too happy I was over last night."

"It's fine. She won't be home till ten thirty or eleven. She works late." I said as we got back to my car.

Trinetta smiled as I opened the door for her. After pulling out of the parking lot, she reached forward, turning on my radio.

Since my iPod was plugged in, Slipknot began to play loudly over the speakers. I reached forward, turning it down some.

"Sorry, I don't listen to much pop," I said, going to take out my iPod to turn on the radio.

"No, it's ok. Leave it," she said, taking my hand from the radio and holding it in hers.

I looked at her questionably.

"I like them," she said.

I was surprised, I didn't think she was into heavy metal much.

She looked at me and laughed. "What I cant like metal too?"

I laughed. "I didn't say that."

"Well you looked so surprised." she accused playfully.

"I just never pegged you for a metal person." I chuckled.

She just shook her head, laughing.

When I got home, I noticed my brother's cars in the driveway. Well, I wasn't worried about them.

"Looks like you get to meet my brothers personally today." I said. She smiled.

We walked into the house, I heard the sound of them playing the Xbox in the living room, so I pulled Trinetta lightly along beside me to say hi.

"Hey Guys," I said, they paused the game and looked over to me, then at Trinetta. Vince began smirking at me, winking.

I growled at him in the back of my throat.

Trinetta looked at me. I just turned to them.

"Guys, this is my friend Trinetta!" I said.

Daniel got up and spoke first. "Hello, my name is Daniel, it's nice to meet you Trinetta."

Trinetta smiled and nodded to him.

Then Vince got up and sauntered over to her, smirking at me all the while. "I'm Vince. And I've heard all about you Trinetta. My sister really adores you."

My cheeks heated up. Trinetta didn't look to me but blushed deeply.

"Ok, I'm going to my room. Daniel, your stronger then Vince, so kill him for me ok?" I said, turning and pulling Trinetta along behind me.

I opened my door, holding it open for Trinetta. I flipped the lights on as I shut the door. Trinetta went and sat at the end of my unmade bed. I tried to pick up a few things, making my room look a little cleaner.

"Is what your brother said true?" she asked in a small voice. Her cheeks still a bright red.

I kept quiet.

Even if I did, it didn't matter. I was already in a dangerous relationship with a human. I shouldn't even be friends with Trinetta or any of the other humans.

Once I finished picking things up, I found the remote to my TV and turned it on, then handed it to Trinetta.

"You can watch what you want. I don't mind." I said, sitting beside her.

She took the remote, her fingers brushing my skin in the process. It left my skin burning white hot. Why was this happening to me?

She flicked on the TV, turning the channels until she found one with a reality show playing. It didn't look too interesting to me, but I pretended to enjoy it with her. At some point during the show, she had taken my hand in hers and leaned her head against my shoulder. Her breathing tickled my neck lightly.

What was surprising to me, was that I didn't feel overwhelmed by her closeness. Like when Knox sat like this with me, my throat burned from the scent of her blood. My body ached for the kill, it was uncomfortable. But I endured it to be close to her.

But with Trinetta, I didn't feel the pain. Of course, I smelled her blood, I was aware of how easily I could kill her. But I didn't want to. I didn't feel the overwhelmed feeling I felt with Knox.

What did this mean?

"Emery?" I looked up to see my brothers standing in the doorway.

"Yeah?" I asked. I eyed Vince for staring at my fingers interlocked with Trinetta's.

"Uh, mom called. She said that we will have to make our own dinner, she will be working late again," said Daniel.

I shrugged, no surprise to me. "Ok."

My brothers looked at each other expectantly, waiting for the other to say something. They stared each other down till finally, Daniel gave in.

"We were wondering since you're the better cook. Um, could you maybe-" I cut them off.

"What do you guys want for dinner," I asked sighing.

My brothers smiled at me and told me that they wanted spaghetti, then thanked me as they left my room.

I looked over to Trinetta who had been watching in interest.

"Would you like to have spaghetti with us?" I asked her politely. Making sure she liked it.

She smiled at me and nodded. She stood up, pulling me up with her. I led her down the stairs and went to the kitchen. I started to prepare the dinner.

Trinetta grabbed some contents from the fridge and helped me. I smiled. "You don't have to help, I can do it."

She smiled. "But I want to."

I didn't say anything more. It took a good hour and a half for the food to be done. Then I set the plates on the table, then called my brothers down the stairs.

It was kind of an awkward silence in the first few minutes of eating. Trinetta sitting beside me with one hand in mine. My brothers across from me, looking at our hands, then to our faces.

But thankfully Trinetta was the one to break the silence.

"So how you guys liking school so far?" she asked, a pleasant look of interest on her face.

Daniel was the one to answer first. "Its pretty good, best one I've been to so far. But they do like to know everything about everyone there, don't they?" he said while forking some spaghetti into his mouth.

"Yes they do, but give it a few more weeks and they will leave you alone. Its just because you're new." she smiled, while squeezing my hand.

Daniel kept the conversation going by asking what classes Trinetta was taking. I was pleased that the awkwardness was now gone. It seemed that she got along great with my brothers. Even Vince started to talk when it came to the subject of the students.

I smiled and talked some, but mostly I just watched. I was starting to become used to being around Trinetta. Used to her scent being around me, and her soft hand in mine.

I didn't know if this was safe for her, but at the moment I really didn't care, because it felt right. It felt right to be here with her, my hand in hers.