THIS CHAP SHOULD BE 4 PAGES. THIS WAS MY FAV ONE TO WRITE. READ. VOTE. COMMENT. TELL THE WORLD.NEXT CHAP WILL BE SHORT BECUZ I AM TRYING TO GET BACK WITH PB AFTER I CHEATED.

                          ALEXANDRA WALDEN'S POV

       Chapter 3

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”

― Lucius Annaeus Seneca

  I know that either Kendall or I would have to do illegal drained blood transferring. It had been done by a few Tranquilizers before. There is one delinquent who continued in transferring the blood. Most of my kind stopped after 3 times but he had been doing it so many times the officials are plotting on putting him down as in dead. Apart from not draining, only one more thing could kill us Tranquilizers, and it just happens to be being stabbed in the heart with a palladium knife that has to be drenched in the blood of a drained human.

  The palladium is rare and is a metal that our bodies can’t heal from the cut of, the drained blood causes too much pleasure when it is put on the hurtful palladium. The cause of death is too much pleasure that sugar-coats the palladium effects to our body. Your body goes into a rapid paroxysm and your mouth begins to foam.

  You bleed internally and NREM (non-rapid eye movement) begins and your death is around the corner. Palladium only forms in caves that are buried beneath sea level and are known to be in protection of a thousand ancient Egyptians killer traps. The officials spread rumours they have thousands of palladium. They themselves said only 3 pieces of the metal grows. Such arrogant jerks.

  “I will do it,” Kendall jolts me to reality with his voice. Mom is unconscious on the couch where he placed her.

“You knew what I was thinking?”

“I saw that look in your eye. If someone gets caught for it, it should be me. Mom would resort to beating me, if I let you do it,” He kisses my forehead.

“I understand.”

“You should get some air. You hardly leave the house anymore.”

In return, I nod. Nothing but emptiness mesmerizing my body.

 I walk out the door and sling my coat over my head, so it rests on my back and I slide my hands through the arm spaces. I lock the door with my key that I can always locate in my right pocket.

 I promenade to a certain house that belongs to a friend of mine. I walk onto the front door and knock on the oak door.

“Wait!” I hear her voice fill the house.

In a few seconds she opens the door, jumps at me and gives me a hug that almost kills me.

“Nice to see you too Favour,” I clear my throat when she releases me.

“Sorry, I am just so excited. My birthday is coming up right?” She asks me.

“Shouldn’t I be asking-?”

“Anyway, my mom and I are going dress shopping! I’m having a party and I already started inviting guests,” I smile at her.

“Speaking of inviting, aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Of course. Would you like to enter my humble home Alexandra?”

“Yes I would and please don’t call me Alexandra. You know I prefer Alex.”

“Chill hun, Alexandra is a pretty sweet name. But I prefer my name. The wonderful Favour,” She gazes at her ceiling.

“Okay. Is Victor here?”

“For the first time, no.”

“Good. Because I want some girl time without him around.”

 Victor isn’t Favour’s boyfriend. He was our best friend and he is always at Favour’s house disturbing her. I cannot say Victor isn’t good looking. He’s a perfect jock with brains, a rare mixture. He’s the captain of the football team and also #1 in every subject.

 He was perfect. Just not my perfect and I thought of him of nothing more than a good friend. Favour on the other hand, was head over heels for him. He was too busy noticing me to notice how much perfection they could make together.

When we seat on her red bean chairs, Favour frowns at me.

“Why doesn’t he like me?” She asks staring at my eyes.

“Because he doesn’t see how amazing you really are,” That is my on-the-spot answer.

“Why? I always pop my girly assets in his face. Maybe he notices your breasts more. They are bigger than mine,” Her frown deepens.

“If he really deserved you, he would see that boob size doesn’t matter. Character matters more.”

“Thanks hun you always know what to say. We should start to paint our nails. Yours are horrid,” She started to laugh. It appeared her laugh was contagious because I started to join in her laughter.

She runs up the stairs still laughing to get her set of nail polish. She arrives to seat beside me three minutes later. Starting to unload the kit, Favour removes every colour possible. Red, pink, purple, black, green, lime, yellow, blue, clear, crackle -my favorite- magnetic and she also had the fake rhinestones.

“I personally think you look like a crackle red with rhinestones. Don’t you agree?” Favour asks.

“You’re the specialist here, not I,” I wave my horridly painted fingers at her.

“Don’t joke with those kinds of bad looking nails. I better get to work.”

“Favour, can I ask you a question?”

“Anything darling.”

“Do you believe there’s more to something than meets the eye?”

“Our species have been living among the Humans for many centuries and yet they haven’t found us. So, yes I believe that there is more than meets the eye.”

“Good reference,” I smile at her.

“My name should give you a clue about me. Everything is in my favour.”

“The Autumn Dance is coming up. I need to get Victor to ask me. I know you don’t like anyone and your only love is through the destined choices.”

“I got assigned to this cute dumb jock named Richard something. I will ask him to come to the dance. If he says no, I’ll use my eyes. I need to drain him. I love the rush I haven’t felt for a while.”

“I know what you’re talking about sister. I haven’t felt that good in a while. All done! It looks simply fab,” Looking into each other’s eyes, we smile at each other.

  A knock arrives on the door and Favour hurries to answer it. I stare at the door and see non-other than Victor. 

  His biceps are admirable. His smile is enough to stop you in your tracks. The way he jokes makes you feel like you know him even though you could have just met him a few seconds ago. I remember meeting him perfectly.

  It was an autumn just like this one. I was new to the area. Around then, my habit of walking in utter silence made me feel more desolate than I do now. I was feeling alone at that time. No one could understand that I wanted someone to hold me in their arms and having that feeling without me knowing that I had to drain their heart eventually.

  There was a beautiful ocean that was right behind the beach house no one resided in. The sand was soft at touch. Only my footprints lay across the vast area. The ocean was clean and not contaminated. I would take of my shirt and slide my pants down. Water made me feel at peace. Diving into the water gives me a serenity I have never ever felt. I know that I have a great physique. I have the properties of a girl, boys look for. I never care for that. I dive straight below and see schools of fishes. The way they stay together is amazing.  When I start to emerge from the water, I see a boy of perfection. Brown haired that was greased back, magnetic blue eyes, muscles at his sides. The way he was starting at me was enough to make me do anything to please him. But I could not fall that easy.

 “The way you swim is beautiful,” The stranger yells from across the beach.

“How long have you been watching?” I scream back as he slowly saunters to fill the gap between us.

“A few minutes, I come here sometimes to breathe and escape my life of being perfect.”

“Why are all guys such egomaniacs?” I fold my arms.

“I don’t like being the person they think I am,” He stops walking when he is only a few steps away from no spaces between us. I need to be sure of one thing.

“Are you Human?” A question only my kind would understand.

“I know how to answer that,” He comes toward me with immense speed and releases his fangs. He holds me in his hands and his fangs graze my neck. “I could bite another one of my kind, but that would be ghastly, wouldn’t it?”

“I suppose so.”

“Victor’s the name and you are?”

“I hardly give any information about myself and you pulling your fangs on me make you seem like a horny vampire.” He pulls back his fangs.

“I might be a horny Tranquilizer though. I understand, but I am very tempting and can make you tell me who you are,” He starts to tickle me and when I fall to the luscious sand, he is on top of me continuing the tickling.

“Stop Victor!”

“Tell me your name or you’ll die of laughter.”

“I hate being tickled,” I tried to escape his grasp on me.

“You choice not mine,” He flashes pearly whites.

“Alex. Alex is my name.”

“Nice,” He stops tickling me and removes my hair from my face. He brings his lips to mine. The kiss is pure and sweet. I connect my hands at the back of his neck. I return the kiss with all my might. I know I have to stop this moment though. I don’t know how to love anymore. I want to enjoy this moment but life isn’t like that.

“I have to go. Sorry, I can’t get caught in something like this,” I pick my clothes and start to walk off. He doesn’t stop me but stares at me. I don’t cry. I ‘m used to having my chances of love thrown out the garbage. I won’t entangle myself in something in this, I repeat in my head over and over.

 To this day, I haven’t told Favour about that kiss. I can't tell her about how I kissed the boy she loves.  Victor remembers it and every time I distance myself from him in conversations, he looks at me the same way he did on the beach.

 “Hey Victor,” Favour says to him as he enters. She stares at him as he walks to relax on the green beanbag chair; we all know only he sits on. That’s because all the other chairs are pink or purple. Only that one is green, a non-female color.

 “Hey Favour. Hello Alex,” He stares at me.

“Hey,” I say not looking into his eyes.

“I love your nails Alex,” Victor points out.

“First thing Victor, a boy shouldn’t notice those things,” Favour says.

“I do though.”

“And second, I did those nails. Glad to see you admire my art,” She jumped for joy at his pleasure in her work.

“Recognizing you made them makes me like it less,” She started to frown like his opinion meant so much to her.

“Why you gotta be so mean?” I run to her side and hug her.

“I’m not the bad guy here. I was obviously joking.”

“Victor. You can’t go off saying something like that and expect to be understood in that kind of tone,” Favour fakes her crying, while I speak.

 “Whoa dude. Is she actually crying? I’m sorry. I know what will cheer you up Fav. Do you want to go to the Autumn dance with me?”

“Yes!” She flies out of my arms into his.

“Chill, we are just going as friends. Maybe we’ll smooch a little bit” He holds her as if he’s putting it in my face. Saying to me that I could have had him. Sorry to break your hopes Victor but you taking our best friend to the dance doesn’t intimidate me. The reason is I can never think of you that way Victor. If you want to use Favour as your decoy to get me, bring it on.

“I will look so attractive you will never want to stop smooching me,” Favour looks so comfortable in his arms.

“Don’t get jealous Alex,” Victor’s words come out as a joke but in reality, him and I both know it’s a challenge. To see if I can withstand this obnoxious scheme. Mark my words, Victor I will pass this test with flying colors, I give him a glare that says it all.

Favour removes Victor’s arm from her shoulder and he seems taken back by it.

“Don’t worry, cutie wootie,” She squeezes his cheeks. “I have to go get my plans for my party. Be right back,” She races for the stairs and          marches up them.

No! I scream to myself. Alone with him. Aarg.

We both sit down in our chairs.

“So who are you taking to the dance?” Punching him seemed like such a good choice at this time. He knows I don’t have a date yet.

“Haven’t got one.”

“Oh. I would have taken you if I’d known sooner but I guess I’m taking Favour.”

“Actually, I met this boy named Richard. I was thinking of inviting him to come to our school for the dance. We could double-date,” Hiding the snickering that emerges from my throat is easier than I think.

“Oh. That’s good we could certainly double date,” Balled fists lay at his sides but he quickly unclenches them, thinking I haven’t noticed.           

Getting tired of this fiasco, I react but keep my voice calm in order to stop Favour form noticing the building problems.

“Victor, how could you? You know that Favour is fragile and if she finds out that you are only using her to get to me, I can’t tell you how horrible she’ll feel.”

He shakes his head solemnly at me.

“Lonely little Alex. Do you really think I’d stoop that low?”

“Yes.” I say, very sure of the fact that Victor has a lust for me that can’t be quenched. I’ve seen it all this time I’ve known him.

“You disappoint me.”

“Just admit it! You still have feelings for me in that twisted little heart of yours.” I say to him, now aggravated but remaining unmoved in expression.

“M-M-Maybe I do,” My jaw drops but I quickly lift it after hearing his words.

“Ever since that day, I have. How beautiful I thought you were and how amazing you are now,” I can’t believe he is admitting this. Opening his mouth as if he wants to say more, he doesn’t. The silence returns.

I can’t stand it here and look at those blue eyes anymore. I don’t and cannot think of Victor that way. That day on the beach I felt so much peace but it wasn’t a crush, it was my need of escape from it all. I got caught in it and I sadly dragged Victor into it with me. I grab my jacket and that look I have so much revulsion for on Victor’s face returns. In his head, the look might mean I’m leaving him again. To me it just means I’m saving both of us.

“Favour! My mom is going to freak if I don’t leave now. She gave me a curfew and where you eavesdropping?” I yell.

“No. I was listening to beats. I didn’t hear a thing. Plus, I can’t seem to find where my plans are.”

“Good girl and good luck with the plan finding. I’ll be back tomorrow maybe.” I raise my voice even higher hoping she hears.

“Bye Alex. Love you.”

“Love you too, Fav.”

  I head out the house. Not looking back. I don’t want to Victor to see me crying. I don’t cry for him. I cry for me.