so sorry I havent been updating! exams, summatives, etc have kept me really busy! Here is #3, let me know how bạn like it!


Again, I had another prophetic dream. Similar to the other one, but this time the whole family was there. Vampires…” I heard, whispered over and over again.
Someone knocked at the door, waking me from the disturbing dream. “Mmmm.” I answered. Alice, clad in polka dot pj’s strolled in. “Well, that was kind of embarrassing last night. I really shouldn’t get drunk, I tend to find myself in catty fights hoặc strange guys beds the morning after!” I stretched and sat up. Alice giggled and perched on the little đi văng that sat in the corner of the room. I decided to be blunt and get to the point. “What’s going on here. Your family isn’t normal. Are you… vampires?” The briefest look of shock and horror crossed her face, before she burst out laughing. “Are bạn sure you’re not still drunk?” She asked. “I’m completely serious. bạn never eat hoặc drink, all of bạn have the same pale skin and vàng eyes, and yet bạn all look different genetically.” Alice got up and started pacing. “How… how… how…” She muttered, trying to process how I was able to figure out the secret. “You’re not the only one with visions…” I murmured. Her head snapped up and she froze in her tracks. “You… have visions?” She asked. “Sort of. Prophetic dreams, mainly of future dangers. Which would explain why I saw bạn guys. The câu hỏi is-are bạn going to let me live?” I hid the fear in my voice, focusing on making myself look cold and emotionless. Don’t let them see your weakness. Fear is a weakness. “No, you’re not going to die, well not in the ‘under a gravestone’ sense anyways. I think its time bạn meet the family, and really meet them this time.” She got up and headed for the door. I gulped and reluctantly followed her.

The tiếp theo few hours were a confusing jumble of shock, accusations and slight panic. I was then được trao 2 options. Become a vampire, hoặc be killed bởi the Volturi. I wasn’t sure which outcome scared me more. Probably the latter, but becoming a monster wasn’t exactly on my life’s bucket danh sách either. “Britt, what will your choice be? Shall we change you, hoặc would bạn prefer to stay human and hope that the Volturi don’t find out?” Carlisle asked. I stared at him in disbelief. This wasn’t a simple “jam hoặc bơ on your toast” type of question, it was my entire future! “Carlisle, there is no choice. She gets changed, hoặc she dies. If bạn Volturi find out, they won’t give a một giây chance. We barely got bởi with Bella; I don’t want to put the entire family at risk for the cost of one girl. Choose, Carlisle. Bite her, hoặc kill her.” Jasper’s tone was grave. I swear my tim, trái tim skipped a few beats in fear. “Jasper, it’s not that easy! bạn have to think about her too-“ He started, but Edward cut him off. ”Jasper’s right, Carlisle. We can figure out a cover story, something to tell her mom.” He turned his attention to me. “You have the afternoon. Use it as bạn choose, but running won’t get bạn anywhere.” He told me. The room started to spin, and then it all went dark.

I woke up sprawled on a couch. Alice sat quietly beside me. “I can’t do this. I don’t want this. I just wanted somewhere to sit at lunch and now look where I am!” I moaned. “I know it’s not fair. And I’m sorry it has to be this way, I truly am. But life as a vampire isn’t as bad as one might think. You’ll adjust, and it’s better than being dead.” I looked her straight on. “Is it? Is battling constant agonizing thirst better than dying? Is killing people because your need for blood was too great worth it if it means your life is spared? bạn have to die, in order to become a vampire. Your tim, trái tim stops, your body no longer functions. If bạn die, your soul laves. This means, as a vampire bạn have no soul.” I shook her off as she reached out to try and reassure me. I sat there for hours, silent tears rolling down my cheeks as the ngày slipped away and night took its place.

Footsteps broke me out of my numb state. I didn’t even bother looking up. “I’m so sorry, Brittany.” Carlisle whispered and then he began changing me into an immortal monster. I screamed for days, the pain was worse than anything death would have brought. I heard them talking, making plans for where to re-locate to and plans for the authorities that would surely be looking for me. Thousands of giây passed, and the pain faded to nothing. I sat up and opened my eyes to a totally different world.

I turned my eyes to Carlisle. I wasn’t sure how to word it so a growled instead. Leaping off the đi văng in an amazingly fast movement it almost didn’t exist, I stalked towards him. “You bastard. WHY WOULDN’T bạn JUST KILL ME?! SAINT CARLISLE CAN’T BARE TO TAKE A HUMAN LIFE SO HE DOES THE SELFISH THING AND GOES AGAINST THE PERSONS WISHES SO HE DOESN’T HAVE TO HAVE A DEATH ON HIS SQEAKY CLEAN CONSIENCE!!!!” My furious voice still came out sounding like a sweet bird’s song. I heard Rosalie make a sound in agreement. “Ahh, so I’m not the only one who thinks what bạn do is wrong. Maybe it’s time for a little justice. Maybe we can pull a dark side that’s buried within you. It would make bạn thêm sexy, cause your ‘I’m an Angel and I can do no wrong’ act is about as sexy as a fat man in a speedo!” I snarled, edging towards him. Jasper’s constricting arms wrapped around me. I hissed, thrashing to break his hold, but he couldn’t be budged. “Enough of this, you’re going to hunt. Now.” Edward, Emmett and Jasper managed to get me outside the house. I hunted, fuming mad at the world.