Loving a beast

I'm a vampire

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; color: #2a2a2a; font-size: 13px;">Chapter six

Angela POV:

I needed to know, I wanted to know. I know for some reason this could impact what was going on in me. The sickness, the pain... The fast pace. But that's probably the biggest shock to me. I'm pregnant, me the daughter of a pastor and a saint-like mother, eighteen and pregnant and not to mention a murderer. I dully do remember what happened last night and I know it involved a lot of blood. 

I could still taste the metallic taste on my tongue. The iron-copper like taste. Almost like a penny. But under that it remained so good. I still felt a craving for it but it was subtle. As if the blood sedated me. I soon dazed in looking at a still conflicted Marcus.

His eyes in his young face looked more ancient than they should. Despite I didn't particularity know his age all I know is that they held such an old soul in them. Behind the contacts anyways. Which now that I look closer were turning more ruddy than brown. 

"Marcus, please tell me. I promise you all I will keep your secret." I plead almost desperate. 

It was my one weakness I hated, my curiosity was sometimes beyond my own control. I held no defense on it besides feeding it. If I didn't it grew beyond capability. where I might actually get physical if it's not fed. 

Marcus sighed heavily but seemed to finally be making fort the words. "Angela, there are things beyond your own world that you are aware of, like us. You see we are Vampires." 

If it wasn't the fact his face was stone set on serious, and his tone held no clue of mockery or what not, I would have thought of him as a fool. 

Right then my mind began to race through all the past vampire movies and legends I had been forced to listen or watch in on. Connor is obsessed with them so of course I see the cruddy horror ones with no civilized manners to them and blood everywhere. And the ones where they hated garlic and such... But all and all they were lucifers minions. Along side cats as my Dad always said... 

Hold it though Angela, look at this man in front of you. He is still the Marcus from the café? Just now a creature of the night... I am a little fearful but more confused and more curious. For WHO he is as a person not as what he is. Isn't that Mama always told me to do? Do not judge someone for what they are, only for who they are. For you cannot truly know a person until you have walked a mile in their shoes. I sigh then.

I hadn't realized how long I had been silent, everyone on the plane was intensely watching me. Now with what used to be brown eyes were now a vibrant blood red. I felt y eyes widen for a second but collected myself quickly enough. I felt a small smile grace my lips. 

"A vampire, or not Marcus I will not run from you or any of you." I murmured. They all seemed to let some tension go bit not all of it.

"Angela you must know who we are though also, we are vampires yes but we are also one of the most feared vampires. We are the Volturi, the vampire kings if you will. We, myself, Marcus and Caius our brother who resides where we are headed, in Italy our home. But you see we are each nearly three thousand years plus in age. We are near the eldest in our kind. Though some elders still roam they are too content in nomad life to over throw us. And that would be a difficult task. We are not only feared for who we are but our powers. 

I myself can read minds, save one special person, and can see every thought you've ever had once I touch your hand. Marcus sees bonds, it seems merely low but it holds it's importance if used wisely. Hellana is a shield like interference, and the Twins here are the mos gifted and valued in our guard. Jane can make you seem as if you are in immense pain and Alec and cut off all your senses. And than we have the basic enhanced senses and the speed and brainpower and immortality, with the price of drinking blood." He paused to let me absorb this all.

Which I understood mostly. Gifted and were the vampire royalty not to be messed with and ancient, though one thing alludes me right now, why are they so vital? And why don't they rule the world.

Aro chuckled suddenly. "I see the questions swimming in your eyes, one which I'm sure you want to know is why we are important, you see our law is that we must not reveal ourselves, and we in force these laws. Why is because the world would be chaotic if we did not let our existence slip from the destructive hands of humans." 

I nodded. It completely made sense. But once more questions arose. I looked down before voicing them. "The attacker was a vampire." 

I whisper, but I know they heard me. I clenched my eyes shut knowing I could have been a meal had not the Vampire wanted more than a good fuck. I hang my head a bit when no one really denies this. 

"Also are the Cullens' Vampires too?" I ask softly.

"Yes, to both." a girl spoke from the side. In her eyes was a hint of sorrow.

"I understand now a little." I murmur.

It finally all clicked. I sat silently as my thoughts began to swarm. These people could kill me, the attacker could have killed me. And that's one thing I don't get, why wasn't I dead yet? And also this thing inside of me was created by a vampire, meaning it to might be a demon. And it kind of explained the Cullen family but did Bella know? But that is a different matter all together all I know right now is my stomach is a little bigger rock hard yet still soft with a monster within me. 

Now the question is could I abort a child? That is what it still is right? A creation through sex and two seeds of two people. Even if it was rape? What had this creature done besides live? It knows of nothing yet. I feel my brows furrow together. I couldn't kill it, no matter what it is. 

"Angela there is one more thing I must now tell you." Marcus spoke up from beside me. I looked up at him. "You made a pact when you said I could tell you. Its either die or join us in Italy and become on of us at your choosing." 

His tone was grave when he told me this. I froze a little, I did promise... Death would not be suitable at this time... Yet become a vampire? Oddly enough I might agree to this. I am not keen on death so what other choice do I really have? Hopefully they would let me carry this child to term. I looked up to Marcus a bit in his eyes I saw hope, in the fact he probably wanted me to choose the latter one of these options.

I couldn't help but feel my heart swell a bit at the thought of him. Yes I had really only loved truly once, but that relationship had failed. Ben was a pigheaded idiot. He pressured me into almost giving him sex in fact I was going to if he hadn't cheated with Lauren Mallory first. It tore me apart he couldn't handle my values of sex. But with being raped on top of that trust is one thing I highly ever throw out to people.

"I'll come to Italy with you, and be changed but on one condition." I spoke my answer firmly. I could not go back now. 

"And this is?" Aro asked before Marcus could.

"I want to carry to full term. I know it might be a lot to ask for but it's just a child." I whisperer mumbling my reason.

Marcus just placed a hand on my knee and I shut up. "Of course Angela if this is what you wish." 

A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long! Maddi had an exam and work she couldn't write with all the darn things she was studying plus she got a tattoo so she was in pain. Plus she just found out her sister has cancer so it's not been a good past few days, I'll update as soon as I can and be helping Maddi write from now on she's in a darkened place right now. So do expect a few days in between. Her grand mother and sister are both cancer ridden. But on a brighter scale tell me what you think? Soon we'll get into the more emotional part of this story and some conflicts to Marcus and Angela. You'll see! Lots of love, 

-Jenny <3</pre>