Prologue

Here I was pacing outside of my house, only a couple hours to midnight, my cloak billowing
behind me as I paced furiously back and forth. Today was my brothers 21st birthday; today he
would learn my secret, my family's secret. At least he gets the choice, I thought. My sister and
I were the youngest to find out that dark secret a mistake the elders, who loved their rules
more than immortality itself, have never forgiven. As if it was our choice… I shook my head in
disgust and disbelieve still angry by the injustice of it all, our decisions were forced and they
knew it. yet they hadn’t even spared a breath in punishing us. The clock struck midnight and I
turned towards the house unaware that in the next hours my life would change forever.

Chapter one: The beginning

I woke up feeling like something was missing, oh yeah my heart. I
still couldn’t believe I had broken up with Brandon yesterday, I
couldn’t even remember why the fight had even started, maybe
because you saw him cheating on you, I groaned remembering
the sight of him making out with Cynthia, my best friend, you`re
ex-best friend. I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it, the
light stung from all the crying last night, I must look like shit. I
staggered towards the bathroom door dropping the book I had
fallen asleep on last night, I looked at the title Percy Jackson:
The Lightning thief. I had already made it to the door when my
cell phone started screaming “love the way you lie” at top
volume. “ Hello” I answered, drowsiness evident in my voice “
Daniela, why aren’t you here yet?” I looked around the room as I
processed the words slowly, looking around for some clue of
what she was talking about. My eyes fell on a shiny box that
screamed birthday, shit my brothers 14th birthday, how could I
forget? It was all he had been talking about for weeks, it was at
his favorite café downtown, I didn’t know how to answer so I
opted for lying “ mom I’ll be right there I just got out of the
shower, I’ll take the Ferrari or the Porsche or something, ok?”
My mom said something to someone else and then I heard her
yelling on the phone “no honey we all took the cars I’ll send
Brandon over, he’s right here looking for you, ok, love you.” She
hung before I could even protest, downtown was 20 minutes
away maybe if I hurried getting showered and dressed I could call
a cab before he came for me.

I really hated showering not because I’m dirty or anything but

because I kind of had a low self esteem, that’s mainly why
Brandon’s betrayal had stung so bad. I never looked in the mirror
if I could help it, I wasn’t fat but I was chubby, I was sixteen and
though I’d already gotten my period no other signs of puberty
were showing I still wore the same bra’s as when I was 10, I had
no butt to fill jeans with and after a girl had stuck her bubblegum
in my head, my long and wavy black hair had been cropped short
and it was a painful sight. So when the boy I had a crush on asked
me out I didn`t say yes right away, I was sure it was some kind of
joke, but Brandon was persistent and finally he got through to
me. Today we would have celebrated our 6 month anniversary.
That doesn`t matter anymore, I shook my head in the towel as I
got out although I wasn`t so sure it was to get the water out of
my hair as much as it was to clear out my thoughts. I put on a
really simple outfit: white shirt, pants and the new sneakers
my father had gotten me for my birthday. Even though my
birthday was four days from today my father always sent
mine and my brothers gift together since we almost never saw
him this time of year Emmanuel, my brother, had always been
fine with it since he got to see him the rest of the year but I
went to boarding school out of state, thanks to a murder that
had happened on campus I was able to come to the mansion
for the month instead of just the weekend, my only company
at school were Brandon and Cynthia, were being the key
word. I didn`t even bother looking in the mirror I wasn`t
going to put on makeup anyway, I brushed my hair quickly
and did nothing special with it seeing as it always did what it
wanted regardless of what I did. My room was on the third
floor, there was five, so I took the elevator. My family is
disgustingly rich and it had always bothered me, people
seemed to think I was this snotty rich child when I actually
am this boring and invisible girl who never fit in. Tears stung
my eyes as I thought about how even in my family I never
really felt accepted. I walked by the study on my way to the
door And heard the voice of my aunt Lily talking in a really
low but furious voice, “what do you mean he escaped, do you
have any idea of what he’s capable of, do you remember that
his a day walker?” she sighed and seemed to think of
something new by the way her voice went up in pitch “What if
he decides to come back for her, she doesn’t even remember.”
There was some shuffling noise and I started walking quickly
towards the entrance hall, getting caught listening in on one of
my aunt’s conversation is never a good idea. As I slowed down
I pondered what she had said and wondered what she had
been talking about, well more like who she talking about. I
didn’t really have long to think when I saw him standing
there, handsome with a small smile on his face, had this been
yesterday I would have thrown myself in his arms and kissed
him but the memory of him and Cynthia was still fresh in my
mind. “Hey” he said cautiously, I didn’t trust myself to
answer, I walked past avoiding contact at all cost. I went
straight towards the drawer were I kept the keys to my
favorite car hidden. I walked outside and he followed
mumbling something about giving me a ride, I tried not to
listen. When I got to the garage my breathing slowed down as
I saw my baby, my Mercedes Benz Brabus McLaren SLR
Roadster my 15th birthday present after I got my permit.