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    Bella's Little Sister!

    ''Come on, we're going somewhere.'' He turned so I could jump on his back.

    A nervous feeling overcame me, ''where are we going?''

    ''You'll see.''

    All I had to do was trust him. And that's what I did.


    Parise's Point Of View

    ''Why can't I fucking sleep?!'' I growled slamming my arms on the bed.

    Silence overcame the hole room and I looked around for something to do.


    Knock Knock Knock

    ''Guess who.''

    Since I wasn't a baby, I crawled out of my bed and opened the curtains. Logan's face was inches apart of the steamy glass. All I did was stare blankly as he kept on grinning. My hands worked before my brain could operate and I closed the curtains.

    ''Open the damn curtains, Parise!''

    My slender body crept back into my warm bed. Obviously, the dumb vampire was able to open the window.

    ''Get your nice piece of ass out of bed.''

    I pulled the sheet over my blushing face. The bastard pulled me out of bed and swung me over his shoulder.

    ''Let me go!!'' I slammed my fists on his back.

    Silence.

    ''This is considered kidnapping!'' I growled.

    He laughed, ''I guess so.''

    And with those last words, we were flying out the window.


    Julie's Point Of View

    His feet barely touched the ground as he made his way through the gloomy forest. We were both being really silent. I hated it. But there just wasn't anything to say. The only thing would be:

    ''Soooo… Melissa and Hezekiah want to kill me or something?''

    That is totally out of the question. He'd make a fit. Stupid vampire.

    ''Soooo… Melissa and Hezekiah want to kill you,'' he started.

    ''I hate you,'' I stated simply.

    His cheeks pulled up in a grin, ''I know.''

    My eyes rolled dramatically and I looked away. He halted to a stop.

    ''Here we are.''

    It was a clearing. Dark, gloomy and scary.

    ''Now, we wait.'' He mumbled.

    I nodded and looked around.

    ''Scared?'' He whispered.

    ''N-no,'' I stuttered.

    ''I'm sorry.''

    My eyes locked with his, ''sorry? For what?''

    ''Pulling you into Melissa and Hezekiah sick game…''

    ''You didn't know,'' I tried to comfort him.

    He looked away.

    ''W-what?'' I placed a hand on his shoulder.

    ''I did.''

    ''You did what, Luc?''

    He looked at me, his eyes hard.

    ''I did know.''

    Shock spread throughout my entire body.

    ''What the hell do you mean?'' I whispered.

    ''They've been following you for a while,'' he muttered.

    ''Wh-'' I stopped.

    He looked away.

    ''I didn't want to stay away from you, Julie.''

    ''So, you've been putting my life in danger?'' I glared at him.

    ''I can't explain-''

    ''No! Explain now,'' I growled.

    He glared at me, ''it's not like I was going to let them hurt you.''

    ''Isn't that what you're doing right now?''

    He was quiet once again.

    ''Does Logan and Pat know this?'' I whispered.

    ''No.''

    I pressed my lips together and I turned my heel.

    ''What are you doing?''

    ''Leaving.''

    ''You can't do that,'' he said.

    ''Too bad!''

    He was in front of me in a flash. His strong grip on my wrist.

    ''You'll get lost,'' he said.

    ''Who cares?'' I tried to brake free but no deal.

    ''Juls,'' he started, ''I'm sorry for putting your life in danger. I just…''

    ''Look, just let me go or-''

    ''Well well… What do we have here?'' A haunting voice called.

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