Love Is But A Word That Causes Pain {27}

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I felt bad, really bad. I mean, I had left the man I loved, not telling him goodbye, and scaring him half to death (that is no joke) right before I left.

Remember when I left and scared everyone? Yeah, thats it. So now, they all think that I'm some where in the woods, more deadly and dangerous then ever...and probaly mad.

But who knows?

I do.

Was I mad?

Not really.

Was I tired?

HELL YEAH! (usualy, I don't cuss, but the guys {aka Pack} thinks/says that a lot...so it kinda grew on me.)

What was I gonna do?

That I'm not so sure of.

Well, I know that there is a small band of parasites there that hate the Volturi as much as I, and then there is the small, but mighty and strong, PACK of werewolves...you know, the ones that need the full moon to change.

And the word had weridly gotten out about me...not my name, but what, and who, I am....Aro's deadly, dangorous daughter.

His old daughter.

I ran in zigzags, ingoring my brother trying to use our "mental thing" to try to talk to me, I ignored him.

I ran in zigzags for one purpose and one purpose only; to confuse the Pack..and Cullens.

If they were tracking me, I wasn't even sure if they were, thats how far I was away. I new I had to get away, I had to, there was no choice. I have to.

I was already crossing the Missouri River, then I passed the Mississippi River, then I turned north towards Maine...

Ok me giving you directions on where I'm going is creppy, very creppy.

So, I reacher a cliff in Maine, and looked down at the Atlanic Ocean, knowing it was the fastest way I could get to London.

I mean, I couldn't take to car to an airport or drive it to the island since Forrest took it with him. (I'm a super genuis remeber? I can turn a simple compact car into a gadget with a LOT of buttons that do so many things.)

I looked around me, and felt the wind bite against my skin, I looked right at the setting sun. I felt a warm tear run down my face, then jumped.

I'm not stupid people; I kept my bag OVER the water.

I remebered how in the movie, The Incredibles, how Dash uses his inhuman speed and runs on water. I thought about that for a moment, hearing the waves crash onto the earth and me as well. And the sound of the highway. Everything, I took it all in and closed my eyes.

I waited, then at the right moment, jumped up out of the water. Right as I was going to crash right back into the water, I got my legs moving and ran. I ran my fastest. The fastest I could.

I was doing it: running on water. I really didn't know why I hadn't tried this before.

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When I reached the shore's of Ireland, I checked in to a motel for the rest of the day; I needed a nap.

So I trudged up to my room, the moment I hit the bed I was out like a light.

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I woke up the next morning, the sun now shinng brightly through the window. I yawned as I streched my legs, I felt parasites near, but I knew that I was going to be exposed soon anyway; why cause the headache if I know that my secret won't last much longer?

I smiled and heard my stomach grumble at me. I grabbed my bag, then checked out of the hotel. I looked thourgh my tiny purse, seeing if I had my debit card, and smiled when I saw it, knowing it was smart to have my bank account in Italy (far away from my father as possible) was a good idea.

I then bought me a plane ticket for London, really I was tired, I'll probaly sleep half the trip.

I then went and bought me a set of clothes.

I bought a pink blouse, and a black skirt. I then picked out a necklace with a black heart, then a bunch of dangle bracelets. I grabbed a new bag, then after I bought everthing stuffed my other outfit in it, plus my tiny purse. I also bought black pumps. I went to the bathroom, then changed into my outfit. I then found a girl that could't pay for clothes and gave them to her, she hugged me, then walked away, she needed them that badly.

I then walked to the airport, and when I arived there, and made it past sercurity, I made my way towards my plane, not caring that people where starring. When I reached my gate, I handed the person at the gate my ticket, the nshe tore of the stub and handed it back to me, and with a cheep, fake smile said, "Have a nice flight Ma'm."

I smiled then walked away and made my way to first, YES FIRST class. I took a seat, not really caring. I picked a window seat.

Even though I was looking out the window, I knew there was this 15- year old boy starring at my chest....my UPPER chest if you know what I mean. I wanted to slap him across his face right now, but controled myself and waited for the flight to take off.

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Mark, the 15-year old boy from eariler, was now sitting next to me, trying to flirt.

"Mark, you sound like a sweet guy but-"

"Youre engaged."

"No, I-"

"Lesbian."

"NO! I have a boyfriend."

"Oh..lucky bastard." he mumbled.

I rolled my eyes at him, then looked out the window, and smiled when I saw the Effiel Tower coming into my veiw.

"Well, nice to meet you Mark, better get back to your seat, we are about to land. And have fun, be glad your back home." I told him.

He, weridly, goes to private school in Ireland but is orignaly from London. "Yeah, your right, where are you from?" he asked with his "sexy" French accent.

"I was born and raised in Italy, but we moved to America after a while, and now I'm visting realtives here."

"Who are they? I might know them." he told me, smileing a little gayish.

"Their new and I'm helping them unpack and stuff."

"Oh..well bye Nerissa." he said and got up, the moment he sat down the fligh attendant asked us to buckel up for landing. I looked out my window once again and saw the Effile tower only a few hundred feet away.

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I knew where I was going, so I didn't ask for directions as I walked in the streets of London.

My heels clicked on the ground, and it frankly got annoying.

I walked past two fancy hotels, two mansions, and a burnt down buliding before I came to my destination; the small shack in which both bands of outcasts I was searching for were meeting, they were teaming up together for one goal; to defeat the Volturi.

I did't bother knocking, I walked right in. They all stared at me. And I smiled.

"Who are you?" one of the parasites asked in a Irish accent.

"Nerissa....excalty who all of you fear. Now please, listen. I'm not as bad as I sound, I hate my 'father' as much as all of you do, now listen; war is not a good idea. No matter how much you think humans have to know about us, they shouldn't." I said looking right into the eyes around me.

I saw all diffreent kinds of colours; red (thats a duh with the vampires), brown, blue, green, and grey.

All stared at me, confussed. "Did Daddy send you?" a parasite asked me in a baby voice.

"I'm 1000 years older than you, so shut up. And no, I came on my own; didn't you just hear me? And look, as much as I hate to say this, they Volturi have bigger probelms do deal with."

"Like what?" a chick asked.

"A lot. Now, please, don't do anything. Don't go and start a war; I'm the only one hear that saw the last one and I was a child, and trust me, its not pretty." I said.

"We won't fight, if you answer my question." their "leader" told me.

"Fair enough." I said with a grin.

"If you don't care as much as you say, why are you here, stopping us?"

"Love," I said simply, "The man I love is in the mess and I would rather not he get harmed."

"Ahhhhhhhh." he said.

"And I promise all of you, that Aro, and no one else, will know of this meeting from my part." I told them.

"Thank you, wouldn't want them to know where our hide out is." he said.

"No offense, but I could smell the werewolves from a mile away." I said.

"Offense taken." all of them mumbled.

"No...actualy, my boyfriend is one so I'm used to it..but he is a different kind...sorry but I must be leaving, I have to get to Italy before he does." I said walking towards the door.

"No, he doesn't know....yet." I mumbled as I turned the door knob and walked out.

I walked back the way I came, then checked into a hotel and reserved a plane ticket for tomorrow.

As soon as I hit the bed I fell into a peaceful slumber.


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