Not So Easy

Abbigale Steward is a problem child to say in the least. After her father died when she was three, her mother got caught up in drugs, and her own semi frekewent run-ins with the cops, she was beginning to believe the whole world was against her. Things got so bad she even considered drugs, and worse; suicide. She felt she had nothing left to live for. Until......she met Xavier, her budding romance, and Isaiah, a mysterious boy in her grade 9 history class.

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8. You Saved My Life

   Isaiah led his way into the house, which by the way, was horribly old fashioned and eerily quite.

   "Doesn't anybody live her?" I asked cautiously.

   "Ya, but I made sure they were gone for your visit. My family aren't the most welcoming to your kind-urm, I mean strangers." He stammered.

   Umm, did he just say "my kind"? What's that supposed to mean? Before I got a chance to ask he had led the way upstairs. I hurried to catch up with him. Even though the house looked like it would crumble at any second, it was still the biggest house I had ever seen and I did NOT feel like getting lost in Isaiah's house.

   "Ok, since my history grade is more than twice as high as yours and considering your in my house, I will be in charge of the project. And you will listen and do everything I say without question. Do you understand?" He said in a dignified tone.

   "Oh yes, master" I said, mocking him with an exaggerated bow. 

   " Alright then, kiss me." he declared.

   "God no!" I said calmly. One more move like though and he's going to get a slap to the face.

   "A-A-A!" he tusked, "Don't talk back to your master."

   "I'm not here to be your servant, or to kiss you! I'm here to do a project that is due next week!" I retorted loudly.

   "All right, fine." He murmured, clearly disappointed.

   What a jerk! I don't care what feelings I had for him before! Even if he wasn't a vampire he was still a predator in a different way! Suddenly I couldn't stand to be in the same house as this psychopath. 

   "Ugh, I need to get some air." I thought outloud.

  His head shot up, "Umm, that might not be the best idea. The wood around here aren't the safest." he warned.

   "If your trying to scare me into cuddling with you on the couch, that't not going to work!" I said, walking down the stairs.

   "Stop!" he called, but I was already half way to fresh air, plus I was on to his disgusting scheme, "Please!" he yelled.

   Wait a second, I stopped in my tracks, was that a please I just heard? Either he was serious or he was a really good lier. After a second's thought I walked through the door. Finally fresh air! I didn't realize how damp and musky that dungeon was.

   Listening to the birds I barely hear the foot steps behind me.

   "Well well well, what do we have he." The stranger said in and deep rumbling voice. Within seconds I found that I was completely surrounded.

   "What are you doing so far from town? And so close to our home?" A woman growled slowly.

   "I don't care either way. I'm just hungry!" The first one hissed.

   I looked around for an escape. Clearly Isaiah's parents didn't like company and frankly I didn't want to stay and find out what happens to unwanted guests. The first man growled then lunged and suddenly Isaiah was beside me, blocking the man's path.

   "Stay away from her!" He hissed, sounding more animal than human.

   The eldest woman, possibly Isaiah's mother, let out an exasperated sigh, "Isaiah, really, do you always have to ruin all the fun?" she asked.

   "None of you are going to hurt her," he repeated, "She's a guest and she comes in piece." he said eyeing each one of the people around her.

   Her attackers seemed to relax a little but Isaiah still stood with every single muscle tensed.

  "Go inside." he instructed, and they all reluctantly did as they were told.

  "Ok, what was that?! Why was your family going to hurt me for coming here? And who do you think you are stepping in like that! I'm not afraid of some random idiot. I can fight my own battles thank you very much!" I yelled.

  Before he answered I pulled out my phone and texted Xavier giving him the address and asking him to come and pick me up. Then I looked up at Isaiah.

  "Well?" I said 

  "I think I just saved your life princess. By the way, your welcome. And please don't ever pick a fight with my family because you will lose. I'm not just saying that to scare you either, I'm dead serious." he said hardly, "But I do apologize for my family's behavioral issues."

   "What ever, I'm out of here," I said as Xavier's car pulled up, "But don't think this is over. You still have a ton of explaining to do!" 

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