Made of Glass Chapter 18A Chapter by CharlieWithout a doubt the most annoying
sound in the whole great big wide world is that ridiculous errrn errrn errrn your alarm clock makes to wake you in the
morning. It doesn’t matter what type of alarm clock you have or the exact
frequency of the beeping. Your own personal alarm clock, the device that
awakens you from peaceful sleep, makes the worst noise ever. I was finally having good dreams
for the first time in like ten years and that stupid buzzing interrupted at
exactly the wrong moment! I banged at the top of the torture device with my
fist for several seconds attempting and failing to stop the buzzing. I gave up
and turned to plan B. With a violently jerk, I pulled the offending object’s
cord straight out of the wall and then chucked the whole thing across the room.
Finally in glorious silent I
rolled over with a groan. I bolted straight upright when I
heard a man’s chuckle from inside my apartment. I was too tired to puzzle out why
Eddie was sitting in my kitchen. “Sorry, did I startle you?” he
said in his glorious voice. Horror filled me. What did I look
like? It can't have been pleasant. How dare he surprise me like this? I scrambled out of bed and eyed
him suspiciously while side stepping toward the bathroom. “I’m sorry I thought you would
have been up by now. I didn’t mean to break into your apartment while you were
sleeping,” And yet that is exactly what he did. I looked over at my door still
bolted shut. How? “Don’t you have class in like ten minutes?” Eddie continued. “It’s in thirteen minutes. I have
plenty of time. How did you get in here?” “The window,” Eddie said simply. I looked over at the tiny window
two stories off the ground without so much as a fire escape or awning below it.
It was all just one flat surface. I had never thought I would need to lock
that. Nobody was supposed to be able to get up that high. Vampires. Ugh. “I’m sorry should I go?” Eddie
said looking at my confused and annoyed face. “What are you doing here?” “I brought you breakfast!” he
said proudly holding up a Dunkin Doughnuts bag. ‘You’re forgiven!” I said leaping
toward the peace offering. I retrieved the maple iced piece
of heaven and took a large bite moaning in pleasure. “Give me four minutes,” I mumbled
around the large bite. I ran into the bathroom and rushed through the morning
routines. I debated brushing my teeth. The toothpaste would ruin the taste of
the doughnut. I reluctantly sided with hygiene over sugar and ran the brush
over my teeth. I ran a brush hastily through my hair and applied a little
mascara after popping in my contacts. I tugged on a pair of jeans and shoes. I
was done in record time and bounced back out to Eddie. “That’s very impressive,” he said
as I hurried to get a drink of water and swish it around in my mouth trying to
dispel the minty taste. I shoved the last bit of doughnut
in my mouth and then turned back to Eddie. “Would you like to escort me to
class, Mr. Cullen?” I said formally. “I’d be delighted,” he said
offering me his arm. “Would you like me to go back out the window so the
neighbors don’t talk?” he chuckled. “Nobody should be downstairs yet.
We’ll be okay,” I winked at him. “So did you miss me so much you couldn’t wait
until normal visiting hours?” I questioned him as I grabbed my bag and walked
out the door. He shrugged sheepishly. I giggled
with pleasure. “Actually I meant to ask you
about Jasper’s little visit the other day. What did you think of him?” It was a
weak excuse. He just wanted to see me. “He’s a jackass,” I said plainly.
Eddie threw his head back and
laughed. “He liked you quite a lot,” he
said after regaining his composure. “Really?” I said stunned. “I was
kind of a jackass to him too.” I thought back over the words I had said to him.
I was right that nobody was going
to be in the bar that early. We made it to the safety of the street and
started walking down toward my class. I had to double time it because of how
late I had gotten up but of course Eddie didn’t have any problems keeping up. “That’s probably why he likes
you. He says he wanted to come back and apologize sometime.” “No he didn’t,” I said
disbelieving. “I was shocked too. He was just
as adamant as the rest of them that I should stop doing this, but you
completely changed his mind. Nice work.” “I don’t think I really did
anything . . .” Maybe he was just grateful that I spared him from the sun. “What exactly happened?” “He didn’t tell you?” “He didn’t give me the details. I
was a little . . . irate when I realized what he had done.” “You didn’t know he was coming?” “Nope, he just stole my car and
came over all on his own. He said he was curious.” “Yeah you could say that I
suppose. He sat in your booth and stared at me for like an hour. It was totally
creepy.” “What did he say to you?” “Well first he asked me if I knew
about you guys. I told him I didn’t because you hadn’t told me yet.” “But you really did.” “Right well I didn’t want you to
know that I knew until you were ready for me to know. Then he basically told me
straight out that he didn’t want you hanging out with me.” “And you said?” “To stuff it.” Eddie chuckled again. “Then it probably helps that I
basically saved his life!” “How did you do that?” “Well I didn’t but I thought I
was because I didn’t really know what the sun would do to you. He was going to
have to go outside in the sunshine but I showed him the back way out. I was
much more proud of the action when I did it. Now it doesn’t sound cool at all.” “Jasper has lived his whole life
at night. Well, second life or existence or whatever this is. Basically he’s
not as careful about the sun as the rest of us daywalkers,” He chuckled. “Right well he got out safely
anyhow and I think that’s all of it.” “Whatever did it, he’s on our
side now. He even talked to Carlisle about it.” “What did Carlisle say?” Eddie rolled his eyes. “He
wouldn’t hear any of it.” “I’m sorry." “What for?” “You’re having all these problems
with your family because of me,” “Oh they can stuff it too. It is
nice to have Jasper to at least confide in but I don’t really care about the
rest of them. They’re just being ridiculous.” I smiled. It seemed he had
finally made up his mind and he didn’t care about the other problems. I took
this morning’s visit to mean I wouldn’t have any more problems trying to convince
him that he wanted to be around me. “So I thought of some more
questions that I forgot yesterday,” I said as we neared the building my class
was in. “Oh?” he said smiling. “How does one become a vampire?” “Why would you want to know
that?” he said cautiously. “Oh gosh, it’s not like I want
to! No, no, no. I’m just curious,” He looked at me out of the corner
of his eye. “It’s the venom that does it. The painful kind. If you allow it to
spread without drinking your victim dry they become one of us after three
days,” “So it’s pretty painful.” “Excruciating,” his eyes clouded
over like he was remembering some past painful memory. I wanted to draw him
away from that place so I quickly moved onto a more cheerful topic. “So how do you guys die?” That wasn’t exactly the chipper subject I was reaching for. "Why would you want to know that?" he said again. I gave him a devious grin. "Just curious." “It takes a stake to the heart, of course,”
he finally answered. “Really? A wooden stake? And then
do you like turn to dust?” “No it’s more like if we get
stabbed by anything else and it actually manages to pierce the skin then it
heals almost immediately but if we get stabbed by a stake we react the same way
a human would. Humans don’t generally survive that kind of thing. That’s not
usually how it’s done though. In a fight between vampires it’s more likely that
you just tear your opponent to pieces and then burn them.” He gave the whole
speech like he was lecturing on bananas. I hurried to my seat only
slightly late with the sound of Eddie’s laugh filling up my head. The class couldn’t get out fast enough.
I didn’t catch a single word of the biology lecture. I skipped out of that
class and into and out of the next two with my head in the clouds. I wondered
if Eddie would show up at the bar early today. His eagerness to see me might
continue throughout the day. Or throughout the week. What if he was there when
I woke up every day for the rest of my life? I was going to have to start wearing make up
to bed. I was humming and not paying any attention to where I was walking on my
way home after my last class when I felt a presence come up behind me. I
clutched my gigantic biology book ready to use it as a weapon in case I was
being stalked by a serial rapist but when I turned it was Eddie. He gave me his
greeting smile. “How was your day?” he said
smirking as he noticed my grip on my biology book. “Where did you come from?” He waved his hand vaguely in the
direction I had just come from. “I hope you don’t feel like I’m
stalking you.” “I think stalking implies the
attention is unwanted,” I put his worries to rest. “So I was thinking if you weren’t
busy tomorrow. It’s going to be sunny.” I cocked my head unable to
determine how those two sentences were connected. We couldn’t hang out if it
was sunny. “When is your last class?” “My lab starts at noon,” I said
still puzzled what he had planned for us. “Biology lab? Those things can
take forever,” I liked how disappointed in that fact he was. “I can start early and usually it
only takes me about an hour.” “I’ll wait for you back at the
bar!” “But if it’s sunny, should you be
out and about?” “I want to show you what we’re
like in the sun.” That did sound like a good idea.
My curiosity about that mystery was killing me. “Maybe I should go to your
house,” I said still unsure he should be outside on a sunny day. “I’ll wait for you in my car.
It’ll be fine,” he promised. “Alright. Where will be going?” “You’ll see.” “You’re just doing that because
you know I’m going to be dying with curiosity.” “I want to make it interesting
for you.” Interesting it was. Even though I
had Eddie to distract me all day. He didn’t leave the bar the entire time I was
working. I was still practically jumping up and down at the promise of
tomorrow. I couldn’t really be angry with Eddie for keeping it a secret from me
because he was in such a good mood. He kept greeting me with smiles all day
long whenever he caught my eye. I did a terrible job working
because I kept on getting distracting by him or remembering something I needed
to ask him. Luckily the rest of the girls were very good natured about taking
up all the work I was slacking on. They all noticed my mood and kept giving me
meaningful looks. Towards the end of the night Monica told me she had a
surprise for me. Her and the other girls pulled me aside and showed me to the
board that was covered in a table cloth. With a grand flourish Monica
pulled off the table cloth exposing the board. They had moved my name to the
top of the board and put what looked like an entire packet of golden star stickers
next to it. “We tried to count out one
thousand stars but that is like a lot and they wouldn’t all fit! So this is
what you get!” Monica laughed. “Congratulations. This means you’ve won the
whole year,” All the girls applauded me at my
success. I wasn’t exactly sure that what Eddie and I were doing was dating yet,
but I didn’t tell them that. The power of wishful thinking. I played along with their little
game and made over the top bows while they cheered for me. Eddie had of course been
listening to the whole event. He had thought the game was ridiculous from the
very beginning but he found the fact that I was a participant very amusing. He
didn’t say anything about the fact that I got all of those because he had
supposedly asked me out. He neither confirmed nor denied that what we were
doing was worthy of winning the whole contest. It was all very frustrating. Eventually my fabulous day came
to an end. Eddie bid me good night as I was closing up. He didn’t come upstairs
that night but he did mention that he was very excited about tomorrow before
gracefully leaving me alone. I sighed and locked the door
after him. © 2012 Charlie |
StatsAuthorCharlieOmaha, NEAboutI'm a girl. I'm a big time fantasy lover and a closeted romanticist. And I'm an amateur writer who can't finish any of my own stories so I steal the plots of other ones I like!! A few of my favor.. more..Writing
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