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Liar

Summary:
Bella Swan is in a very tight spot. On one side is her coven, the vampires who saved her life. On the other are the werewolves she has come to befriend. She herself is a vampire, but that doesn't change anything-to her. When more and more things start to pile up in Bella's life, will she be able to handle it? Or will she crack from it all and reveal the truth? The sequel to Faker. Banner by the one and only Iris!


Notes:
So, this is the sequel to Faker! I hope you enjoy this!


1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

My life was beginning to once again have some normalcy. Well, at least as normal as it could for a vampire who could disguise herself as a human and was best friends with a werewolf.

I also couldn’t forget the psychotic vampire who was intent on getting revenge through my death. With my coven teasing me about it pretty much everyday, who could? Like right now, as we stalked through the dark forests of northern Michigan.

We were in the Upper Peninsula, since we couldn’t hunt anymore in Washington. According to KJ, the leader of our coven, no one was allowed to know we were vampires. Not even other vampires. So we had to leave the state to hunt, so that the werewolves wouldn’t catch our scent.

“So, Miss DSD, have you caught anything good?” Alex asked. I stopped tracking a small doe and looked at him. He was grinning at me.

“DSD?” I asked in a dry voice. Aaron laughed along with Alex, and Becka fought a smile.

“Remember that day you told KJ about you know what? And how he said you were on a ‘downward spiral of depression?’ Well, we decided that we were going to call you DSD girl from now on,” Aaron said happily.

I groaned. “It’s so nice to see what you all do while I’m in school,” I muttered darkly. They all beamed at me. None of them went to school anymore, since Alex made the people in charge of graduating forget they hadn’t finished their credits. I had chosen to finish school the right way, much to their dismay.

I suddenly caught the scent of something much larger than a doe. I sprung forward, and dove at the huge black bear that was so prominent in these parts. I drank all of its blood, and stood up, feeling satisfied.

The others were pouting. “You always get the good kills,” Alex whined. I just grinned, getting my payback for the DSD comment.

“Come on. I’m taking you home now. I want to get a good kill today without you stealing it first,” Becka said grumpily. She took my arm forcibly and appeared in my room. I fell forward on my bed, and she was gone.

“Spoil sport,” I muttered as I quickly changed into pajamas. Charlie thought I went to bed three hours ago, and I didn’t feel like telling him the truth. I could hear his heart starting to accelerate and his snores become less consistent. I dove under the covers just as he got up.

He peeked in my room on his way to the bathroom. I wasn’t sure why he still checked on me in the middle of the night. I was old enough where I wouldn’t wander off—much—and I was mature enough not to run away in the night, or so he thought.

I let myself drift off into sleep, even though I would have preferred not to. I needed something to do at night, and since Becka took me home, I would just have to sleep.

The reason I didn’t want to sleep much anymore was because of my nightmares. They had gotten much worse in the past few days, since I had found out my best friend was a werewolf. I fell asleep thinking that, and knowing I was about to go through torture again.

I was in the dark and empty woods again. Except this time, the woods weren’t as empty as usual. Something large and terrible was following me, stalking my every move.

It had a horrible stench, one that made me wish I could succumb to unconsciousness, even though I was a vampire. But I knew that I wouldn’t pass out. No, my mind wasn’t done with me yet.

I ran faster through the still woods. No sound existed except for me and my pursuer. I ran faster still, trying to get away.

A large wall started to grow in front of me. The sheer size of the cliff made me hopeful. I would be able to climb it, while my assailant would be unable to.

But all hopes were turned to despair when I got closer. The cliff was too smooth; there would be no way for me to climb it.

The disgusting scent grew larger, and I knew that the wolf was close. I also knew that I couldn’t talk it out of fighting me. Any trust it had disappeared as soon as it had caught my scent, and found out I was a vampire.

It came forward, blending into the darkness. A mammoth black wolf, one that humans would have fainted at the sight of. I wished again that I could too.

It growled, showing its large teeth. It was a menacing face, one that made every instinct in me tell me to either start to fight or run for my life.

I knew what the monster wanted. It wouldn’t let me get away alive, but that was what I fully intended to do, whether it like it or not.

It ran at me, and I felt a shock run through me. Behind it was a pair of golden eyes, wise and beautiful. The most familiar eyes I had ever seen. The dark figure dove forward and pushed the wolf away from me. I was in shock, and watched the two forms fight.

Finally the wolf ran off. He knew that once I regained my composure he wouldn’t last long.

The small figure turned toward me, exposing her small white face and short black hair to me. She smiled gently.

“Bella,” she whispered, her voice trailing on the wind. It all became too much for me, and I felt myself go lying forward to wakefulness.

I sat up, looking around wildly. I let my mind calm down before I sat up and looked at the clock. It was six thirty. I might as well get up now.

I walked into the bathroom and took a long shower, letting the warm water calm my fretful nerves.

This dream was different. None of them had starred in any for a long time, and when they had, they never helped me. They were always the cause of me waking up screaming. Not this time, though.

My mind seemed to be trying to tell me something, but I just shook it off, and mentally sent away the dream, along with all the others. I didn’t want to have it again.

When I dried off, I went into my room and got dressed into jeans and a sweatshirt. I didn’t need to look nice; I was just going to see Jake.

It was Monday, and spring break here in Forks. Most of the families went away to some warmer place away from the wet Olympic Peninsula, but I stayed. I needed to be here for Charlie and Jake, to help and protect them both.

I went down into the kitchen, and looked around. No Charlie. That must mean he already left for work today.

I hurried out to my truck, and started my trip down to La Push, to my human haven.