I sat in a silence for a minute processing what Emily had just said to me. "Juana changed you into a vampire? How do you know?"From what I understood, a vampire's memory of the change was often hazy at best, nonexistent at worst."You know how when a hunter is changed into a vampire, the hunter loses her powers?" Emily asked."Yeah, so?" I said not entirely sure where she was going with this."I think I know why that is," she said.I frowned at this. It was rare that a hunter ever turned into a vampire. They were always killed immediately after the hunters found out – them and the vamp who turned them. That meant that we didn't know very much about them. Why they lost their powers after the change was still a mystery."Well?" I prodded."I think Juana has my power.""What?!" I half shrieked. Emily had the power to clone herself. It was a rare power, and in a vampire's hands…"I think I saw her clone herself, but I'm not sure. That's the problem. It's why I'm so messed up. I think she
I couldn't make myself move for the first few minutes while I was back at the house. Hunters know to expect death, and if Ethan had died any other way, if Anthony hadn't been involved I might have been able to deal with the pain. I couldn't even collect my thoughts to figure out who I was supposed to call. Nicole? Ethan's parents?I wasn't ready to face any of them. I wouldn't be able to deal with the disgust from Nicole or the guilt I would get from seeing his parents. My own selfishness disgusted me. Here Ethan was dead because of me, and all I could worry about was my self.I finally worked up the nerve to get out my cell phone and call someone. The ideal person would've been my mother. I could use her no nonsense, methodical attitude right now, but she obviously wasn't an option so I settled for Cheryl.My throat was dry, and I was gasping as I tried to explain in broken sentences what happened. When Cheryl got the gist of it, she immediately teleported back to the house where she
My entire body froze, completely against my wishes, of course, when I saw him standing there. I closed my eyes for a second. I could do this. I could be strong. I would not make any more mistakes with him.I forced myself to look him straight in the eye. "Are you here to kill me now?" I asked coolly.It bothered me that he wasn't looking at me with the same cold expression that I remembered from the night Ethan had died. It would have been so much easier to hate him if he looked like that. Right now, he just had a pained expression. "Evelyn," he whispered softly."Where have you been?" Eric asked him. "Do you know what I went through trying to find you? And why does Evelyn think you hit her?"Anthony completely ignored his brother, keeping his eyes on me. "We need to talk," he said."There's nothing to talk about," I said. I glanced around at the crosses and tombstones that filled the cemetery. "Is your uncle here? The least you could do is warn me."Eric looked back and forth between
I ended up falling asleep while I was up in my room. When I woke up my alarm clock read six AM. I was surprised that no one had come to talk to me. I was even more surprised that I'd managed to sleep for as long as I had. Although, I really couldn't imagine who would even want to see me. I did think that Nicole would come try to find out what had happened though, but she was probably busy dealing with our mother's disappearance.I remained in bed and stared up at the ceiling. The numbness I had initially felt after the disaster was beginning to wear off. Reality was starting to crash down, and I realized that my biggest problems were not how miserable I was because of my breakup with Anthony. The Administratio would not be lenient or understanding and they were not above the death sentence.It bothered me to no end that breaking up with Anthony was affecting me this much. I was not the girl who cried over her boyfriend. Besides, it had been me who broke up with him, not the other way
My hearing would take place at Andrew's house. He had been a member of the Administratio the longest and a lot of official business took place there because it was so large. I assumed they would be expecting a big turnout for my trial.Cheryl teleported me there since I couldn't do it on my own, and I resisted the urge to cringe when the entire room stared at me. Of course Cheryl would teleport me straight into the middle of the room. It was situated like a ballroom, with round tables all around for people to sit. I noticed that all the seats were filled up and some people were standing. The members of the Administratio were seated up front at a rectangular table facing everyone else.The tables at the front of the room were reserved for the guilty party and the people speaking out against them. Caroline had a vindictive look on her face when I looked at her. Ethan's father, Greg, kept perfect composure. His face was like stone, but he didn't even glance at me. He stared straight ahea
I was on edge by the time we got back to the house. Cheryl released her grip on me, but Olivia pushed me down to sit on the couch."What do you know?" she demanded.I stared at her blankly. There was no way I was about to give anything up. Olivia continued to glare at me."Olivia, relax," Nicole said as she pulled Olivia away from me."No, stop defending her. She knows way more than she's letting on. Where's Emily?" Olivia demanded."Mom will find out what she needs to from Evelyn, Olivia," Cheryl said softly. "Our biggest problem has been fixed. We have Mom back."Cheryl sank down into an armchair. I hadn't noticed how tired she'd been looking these past few days.Olivia pursed her lips and looked from Cheryl to Nicole. When she realized that she wouldn't be getting any support from them, she visibly deflated. "I don't like living with a traitor.""Yeah Olivia, you should really make sure to sleep with one eye open, I might just bring a hoard of my vampire friends to get you," I told
Anthony took my hand and led me to the couch. "Listen, about Ethan, I –"I cut him off. Ethan was the last person I wanted to talk about right now. "It's okay," I said. "I get that it wasn't your fault. I'm dealing with it. I just don't want to talk about it."He kissed my cheek. "Sure. So how are you? I was so worried. I'm thrilled that you're here, but I thought you'd be in more trouble."I looked at him carefully, wondering when he was planning to tell me about saving my mother's life. It didn't seem like he intended to any time soon. He was content to let it go unnoticed. He was going to be selfless. Unlike me who was planning to kill him because I was only thinking about myself. But that was the way I'd been raised."Why didn't you tell me that you talked to Lucas to save my mother?" I asked."I haven't exactly gotten a chance to talk to you in a while," he replied. "I wasn't sure he would do it, but I wanted to try.""How did you get him to listen? I never realized that he was s
"…The heart of Brutus earns to think upon," Ms. Carlly shut her book and looked up at the half asleep class. Most of the students had their heads down. Others were texting. I didn't blame them, Shakespeare's Julius Caesar wasn't what I would call fascinating.I noticed the teacher's face drop a little at the lack of enthusiasm in the room. "I expect you all to finish reading Act II over the weekend. We'll start on Act III next week."The bell rang and every rushed out of the room. Anthony took my hand and we walked together to my next class. These past few days had been…awkward. Every time Anthony touched me or I talked to him, I felt an uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.Anthony either didn't notice or he thought I was still coping with everything that had happened with Ethan and my mother.Outside the door to my next class Anthony gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Do you want to have dinner tonight?" he asked.I knew I should say yes. My mother kept insisting that I spend every