I was torn. On one hand, I really liked Foster. But, I wasn't sure if he really liked me back. He completely cut me off at school, but acted like he was totally in love with me when we were alone. It was strange. I could usually read people really well, but Foster left me speechless, and I had no clue what to think.
"Do u whatever u feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.
Echo came over one dag after school. She had a little boy with her, holding her hand. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to have her over either way. She smiled shyly.
"Hey," she zei quietly. "Um, can we stay here for a while?"
"Uh, sure." I stepped aside, letting them in. "Is everything ok?" She shrugged. The little boy standing volgende to her pouted, and shrinked into her side.
"Um, this is my little brother, Ace," Echo introduced. I waved at him, but he buried his face in Echo's side.
"Cosette, who is it?" Grandma asked, coming in. "Oh, Echo. It's you! How are you, sweetie?"
"Good, Mrs. Hayner, thank you."
"Is it ok if they stay for a while?" I asked.
"Sure, that's fine," she smiled. She went out front to go read on the porch. Echo and I went and sat in the living room. Ace sat in Echo's lap. It was then, I realized a bruise on her cheek, somewhat in the shape of a hand.
"What happened?" I breathed. She stared at the ground, and shook her head.
"It's fine," she mumbled.
"No, it's not!" I said. "What happened?" Echo just stared at the floor, and refused to speak. Ace looked at her, then me, and back and forth.
"Mommy and Daddy hurt her," he zei shyly. Echo winced. I hugged them both tightly.
"I'm so sorry," I sighed. "You guys can come over whenever u need to. Whenever u want to."
"Thanks," Echo mumbled. I heard the door open, and someone walk in, who didn't sound like Grandma. Foster walked into the living room, and stopped.
"I, uh... Your grandmother let me in..." he zei awkwardly. Echo shifted and hugged Ace close.
"That's ok," I said. "Do u wanna--"
"I can see you're busy," he said. "I'll see u later, Cosette." He turned to leave. I looked back at Echo, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Just a sec," I said. I got up and walked after him. He stopped just before he got to the door. "You can stay, y'know. Echo---"
"No thanks," he said. "I'm not... I don't particularly like her," he whispered. I stood there for a second, my mouth hanging open a little.
"Do u even know her?" I asked. He sighed.
"I gotta go, Cosette. I'll see u later." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I stood there for a moment, and then rolled my eyes and went back to the living room where Echo and Ace were still sitting.
"Is everything ok?" Echo asked. I nodded.
"Fine. How're u feeling?" She shrugged.
"Come on," I said. "Let's get some ice for your cheek."
***
Echo and Ace stated for the night. Ace slept on Echo's lap, while she slept on the couch, and I slept on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable, but at least she was. I felt so bad for her. No one should be afraid to go home.
The volgende day, Echo had to leave a little early to drop Ace off at kindergarten. She zei she'd meet me at school.
When the time came, I left for school. Then like usual, Foster rode up alongside me.
"Hey there," he smiled. I pursed my lips, and waved shyly at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," I grumbled.
"Good," he said. "So what was Echo's problem yesterday?"
"Family issues," I said.
"Gosh," he muttered. "She's such a complainer..." That stopped me.
"Don't u dare talk about her like that," I snapped.
"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's not fight about this now--"
"Why? It's not like we're going to argue at school of anything..." I said, getting meer frustrated with every word. I couldn't even look at him. I shouted at the sidewalk.
"Cosette, you're being ridiculous," he said. I folded my arms. "Just... Just leave me alone until u stop acting so stupid." He rolled his eyes and muttered "bitch" as he rode away. I clenched my hands into fists.
***
I told Echo what happened. She was not happy at all.
"I'm gonna kick his ass!" she said, standing up. At first, I didn't think she'd really do anything. She got halfway down the hall, when I realized she was serious. I ran after her, and dragged her back.
"Liste--" I grabbed her hands, and then realized she had something in it. I opened it up, to see a rock. "Why do u have a rock?! Where'd u get it?!" I asked, incredulous. She examined it in her hands and shrugged.
"I found it on the way to school. I thought it was pretty... I figured I could use it to beat Foster in the head... It's still be pretty, even with some blood on it, I guess." She spoke so casually. My eyes widened, and I slowly took the rock from her.
"I'm gonna hold onto this for you..." I zei slowly. She sighed.
"Fine..." she grumbled. I raised an eyebrow. She looked back up at me. "What? At least u can't say I'm not there for you." I thought for a quick moment and shrugged.
"I guess." She hugged me, and I hugged her back.
"I've got your back, Cosette." I laughed.
"Do u whatever u feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.
Echo came over one dag after school. She had a little boy with her, holding her hand. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to have her over either way. She smiled shyly.
"Hey," she zei quietly. "Um, can we stay here for a while?"
"Uh, sure." I stepped aside, letting them in. "Is everything ok?" She shrugged. The little boy standing volgende to her pouted, and shrinked into her side.
"Um, this is my little brother, Ace," Echo introduced. I waved at him, but he buried his face in Echo's side.
"Cosette, who is it?" Grandma asked, coming in. "Oh, Echo. It's you! How are you, sweetie?"
"Good, Mrs. Hayner, thank you."
"Is it ok if they stay for a while?" I asked.
"Sure, that's fine," she smiled. She went out front to go read on the porch. Echo and I went and sat in the living room. Ace sat in Echo's lap. It was then, I realized a bruise on her cheek, somewhat in the shape of a hand.
"What happened?" I breathed. She stared at the ground, and shook her head.
"It's fine," she mumbled.
"No, it's not!" I said. "What happened?" Echo just stared at the floor, and refused to speak. Ace looked at her, then me, and back and forth.
"Mommy and Daddy hurt her," he zei shyly. Echo winced. I hugged them both tightly.
"I'm so sorry," I sighed. "You guys can come over whenever u need to. Whenever u want to."
"Thanks," Echo mumbled. I heard the door open, and someone walk in, who didn't sound like Grandma. Foster walked into the living room, and stopped.
"I, uh... Your grandmother let me in..." he zei awkwardly. Echo shifted and hugged Ace close.
"That's ok," I said. "Do u wanna--"
"I can see you're busy," he said. "I'll see u later, Cosette." He turned to leave. I looked back at Echo, and she looked at me with sad eyes.
"Just a sec," I said. I got up and walked after him. He stopped just before he got to the door. "You can stay, y'know. Echo---"
"No thanks," he said. "I'm not... I don't particularly like her," he whispered. I stood there for a second, my mouth hanging open a little.
"Do u even know her?" I asked. He sighed.
"I gotta go, Cosette. I'll see u later." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I stood there for a moment, and then rolled my eyes and went back to the living room where Echo and Ace were still sitting.
"Is everything ok?" Echo asked. I nodded.
"Fine. How're u feeling?" She shrugged.
"Come on," I said. "Let's get some ice for your cheek."
***
Echo and Ace stated for the night. Ace slept on Echo's lap, while she slept on the couch, and I slept on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable, but at least she was. I felt so bad for her. No one should be afraid to go home.
The volgende day, Echo had to leave a little early to drop Ace off at kindergarten. She zei she'd meet me at school.
When the time came, I left for school. Then like usual, Foster rode up alongside me.
"Hey there," he smiled. I pursed my lips, and waved shyly at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," I grumbled.
"Good," he said. "So what was Echo's problem yesterday?"
"Family issues," I said.
"Gosh," he muttered. "She's such a complainer..." That stopped me.
"Don't u dare talk about her like that," I snapped.
"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's not fight about this now--"
"Why? It's not like we're going to argue at school of anything..." I said, getting meer frustrated with every word. I couldn't even look at him. I shouted at the sidewalk.
"Cosette, you're being ridiculous," he said. I folded my arms. "Just... Just leave me alone until u stop acting so stupid." He rolled his eyes and muttered "bitch" as he rode away. I clenched my hands into fists.
***
I told Echo what happened. She was not happy at all.
"I'm gonna kick his ass!" she said, standing up. At first, I didn't think she'd really do anything. She got halfway down the hall, when I realized she was serious. I ran after her, and dragged her back.
"Liste--" I grabbed her hands, and then realized she had something in it. I opened it up, to see a rock. "Why do u have a rock?! Where'd u get it?!" I asked, incredulous. She examined it in her hands and shrugged.
"I found it on the way to school. I thought it was pretty... I figured I could use it to beat Foster in the head... It's still be pretty, even with some blood on it, I guess." She spoke so casually. My eyes widened, and I slowly took the rock from her.
"I'm gonna hold onto this for you..." I zei slowly. She sighed.
"Fine..." she grumbled. I raised an eyebrow. She looked back up at me. "What? At least u can't say I'm not there for you." I thought for a quick moment and shrugged.
"I guess." She hugged me, and I hugged her back.
"I've got your back, Cosette." I laughed.
Where did it all go wrong
what made us fall apart
I was so caught up in a dizzy
spin of fantasies
I didn't even notice.
Baby please I'm sorry
I know we had a bad run
but i know we can make
this thing work
There are lines drawn
and Ive crossed them
u made no attempt to stop me
In fact u probably welcomed it.
I've crossed the bridge
now i must stand and
watch it burn
theres no going back now.
I've done some real bad things
in my past, some to others
mostly to myself, racked woth guilt
but i must soldier on
Because ...
The bridge is burnt
I stood and watched it burn
No going back, no backing out...
I've crossed the line
Im in too deep
far too deep
in love with you.
what made us fall apart
I was so caught up in a dizzy
spin of fantasies
I didn't even notice.
Baby please I'm sorry
I know we had a bad run
but i know we can make
this thing work
There are lines drawn
and Ive crossed them
u made no attempt to stop me
In fact u probably welcomed it.
I've crossed the bridge
now i must stand and
watch it burn
theres no going back now.
I've done some real bad things
in my past, some to others
mostly to myself, racked woth guilt
but i must soldier on
Because ...
The bridge is burnt
I stood and watched it burn
No going back, no backing out...
I've crossed the line
Im in too deep
far too deep
in love with you.
A/N: Okay, so this was an idea that pestered me. Let me know if I should continue.
Taylor paced the length of her quarters. Being unable to sleep was, ironically, a tiresome experience.
She had been a vampire for less than ten years, and remembered nothing of her life as a human. In her mind, it was simply an odd void, like the only way to sense it's presence was from it's very absence.
Tomorrow, the moon would be the smallest crescent, and she would be forced to hunt, along with every other vampire there. To vampires, the moon always looked the same. It was only when humans saw it that way too, would they need to hunt.
Resisting was futile, Taylor knew. She had tried every time and failed. The pain would be worse than she could manage. Than anyone could.
She sank to the floor against the wall, and melted into the shadows.
Taylor paced the length of her quarters. Being unable to sleep was, ironically, a tiresome experience.
She had been a vampire for less than ten years, and remembered nothing of her life as a human. In her mind, it was simply an odd void, like the only way to sense it's presence was from it's very absence.
Tomorrow, the moon would be the smallest crescent, and she would be forced to hunt, along with every other vampire there. To vampires, the moon always looked the same. It was only when humans saw it that way too, would they need to hunt.
Resisting was futile, Taylor knew. She had tried every time and failed. The pain would be worse than she could manage. Than anyone could.
She sank to the floor against the wall, and melted into the shadows.