Ellie's POV

I was walking down the sidewalk bombarding Xander with my questions, and it felt kind of good to get it all out. Though I admit I was getting a little carried away and even frantic. But I wanted to know what's up with him, so I was determined to get an answer.

He trailed slowly behind me looking at the ground. I think I made this more of an interrogation than I need it to be. I wasn't trying to seem so harsh, but I guess that's how I came off. Oh, god, he probably hates me now!

I felt a gust of wind, and I turned around to look at Xander but he was gone. He had disappeared I to the wind, just as he had before.

"Alexander what the hell!? Again!?" I screamed. I exhaled angrily and crossed my arms before trudging home.

How does he leave so fast!? We were in the middle of the street, so how does he make it so fast across and away from me? Maybe he really doesn't like me. I've probably brought it on myself.

I trudged my way back home, and burst through the door to find my parents looking at me with worried glances. Wow, good job Ellie.

"What's wrong sweetie?" My mom said, looking at me with her worried eyes.

"Oh. . . nothing. . . sorry I slammed the door," I replied waveringly.

I was now tired, upset, and I guess angered by his behavior. I mean what kind of guy disappears on you, not once, but twice in a row?

So I began to think and I got lost in my thoughts. Usually it was fun, but tonight I was just making myself more upset.

"Apparently Xander the strong, stealthy, mind reading guy is actually a jerk." Then my brain started screaming at me at the fact that he probably doesn't actually read minds and that I'm stupid.

Maybe he left because he's trying to hide something from me. I mean, I did catch him having a very secretive phone call in the forest. All I remember is that he used the word compel and I really didn't understand where that was going.

Pulling out my laptop I opened to my internet browser and typed 'compel' in the search bar. If I didn't know what it meant, I would have to look it up.

Once the page loaded the definition popped up as well. I found it meant to force someone to do something without their consent, or pressure them into doing it by other means. But how could Xander compel someone to do something? And why?

This search for information was getting me nowhere. I mean, who's a guy who is strong, can apparently run extremely fast, always seems to know what you're thinking and is extremely strong and can what, control people?

"Edward can," I whispered. "Yeah, but Edward is a. . . Holy shit. He's a vampire!?"

I slammed my laptop shut and laid back on my bed.

"Nope! Nope, this isn't happening!"

I rolled over in my bed and face planted into my pillow. Then I screamed. Sometimes it felt nice to scream, but I think tonight I was still stressing myself out.

Slowly turning my head, I saw my laptop, which lay next to me, taunting me to pick it up. I needed to know more. I needed to know if I was right.

Finally getting up, I reopened my laptop and went to the internet browser. I needed to do more research, even if I was fearful of what I would find.

"Just a little research won't hurt you, right?" I muttered uneasily.

"Research for what?" My mom asked popping her head into my room. Great timing, not.

"Oh, hey mom! I'm just doing some research for a new science project."

"Oh alright. Well have fun," she said before closing the door softly.

I sighed in relief and returned my eyes to the bright computer screen. Of course, I already know a lot about vampires from Twilight and many other movies and shows, but I didn't know what was fiction or what was nonfiction, or if was all fiction and I was just a raving lunatic.

But who am I kidding!? Tomorrow I'm going to just wake up, it will be Monday, and Xander will have never existed. But I wanted him to exist, so maybe I was crazy, or dreaming.

I rubbed my temples hoping to calm myself, but nothing could stop the strange feeling in my gut that I was right.

All of the movies and TV shows and books would vary, but there was one consistency: they drank human blood. Every vampire had it at least once, and that's what I was afraid of. What if he was planning to drink my blood?! I gulped at the thought and put my hand on my neck. I was most certainly and utterly afraid.

Then all the pieces came together. Mrs. Williams murderer, my stalker. They were the same person, they were Xander. He was the one who scratched me that night, that caused me to fall. He said I was. . . delicious. I shivered in fear.

I continued reading about things about these nightly creatures online. I found they do have incredible strength. Knew that. They have supernatural speed. Knew that. Some can read thoughts. Knew that.

The only problem was there were so many other things about them, but I didn't know what was true.

Again there was that thought in my mind, what if I'm just going totally insane and he's not even a vampire?

All this reading tired me, so I decided it would be best to go to bed. I had school tomorrow, and I was dreading it. I wasn't prepared to see Xander. I was terribly afraid. At least he couldn't do anything to me in a public place. And I knew one thing, Xander is not who he's says he is. If thats even is real name.

Snuggling under my covers, I closed my eyes, and waited till everything went still, and I was asleep.

Xander's POV

I felt really bad about leaving her tonight, but I just couldn't face her, but I was worried for her. I decided to head back to her house to see if she was okay.

Opening her window, I jumped into her room silently. One perk about being a vampire was that it came with the easiness of stalking your victims. Not that Ellie was my victim, or that I was her stalker. I smirked at the thought. There is something wrong with me.

She was pretty cute while sleeping though. I smiled and watched her sleep for a minute or two, or maybe five. She was adorable, all snuggled under her covers. She looked peaceful when she slept.

After a few minutes of watching her I saw her phone light up with a text, and saw her begin to stir. I quickly jumped back out the window before she woke, careful to shut it quietly on my way out.

I ran home to my house using my supernatural speed. Arriving at the large estate, I walked inside to see my mother reading in her chair. Her name was Rose, she looked not a day over 30 but considering she was also a vampire and older than 700 she looked swell. She had dark brown hair and light green eyes.

I got most of my features from my father considering he also has thick black hair and blue eyes like me. Speaking of the devil, he walked in, sitting beside my mother in his chair.

"So, how was your first day?" He asked, pulling up a newspaper.

"It was pretty good," I replied. I saw him focus on me, and knew he was reading my thoughts. I had learned how to block my thoughts from him, but as he was my father I learned it was best to just let him pry.

I saw him smile, then frown, and I knew what he had heard.

"Dad I can explain–"

"So who is Ellie?" He asked with a condescending smile on his face.

"Well. . . " I started, trying not to smile too much.

"Come on tell us, we want to know who you seem to like all of a sudden!" She bombarded me, as she usually did.

"Alright. Well she's this girl I met at school, and she's, well, she's unique."

"You haven't told her about us, have you?"

"No, of course not. I know how important this secret is not to just our family but every vampire out there. I know not to share it lightly."

Even though I thought they'd be frowning they were smiling. "Look at our smart boy. You've really grown into a man lately, thought I suppose you have been one for centuries. Love is an amazing thing, so you must be sure before you tell her, but should anything go awry you–"

"I know wipe her memory, and I will." I interrupted before letting her finish. She had had this talk with me many times, but I've never really had anyone to tell about my secret before. I'd never had anyone I felt so connected too. Maybe I'd finally found my Soulmate.

"Well I'm going to get some sleep now. See you in the morning mom, dad."

"Goodnight sweetie!" they finished before I walked down the hall and up the stairs to my room.

Vampires don't necessarily need sleep, but it's always nice to have that fresh, ready for the day feeling in the morning. With that I changed and went to sleep.