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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!

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

26. Chapter 26

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Chapter 26

“Isn’t that purse cute?” Becka squealed, looking into a brightly lit stand outside a large department store.

I rolled my eyes. After we left the burning building, we had gone to a small hotel, and just sat in the room watching old movies on the TV. Aaron had left and found his car, and came back around four in the morning with some games for him and Alex to play while Becka and I went out.

I hadn’t had the choice in the matter, though. Between shopping and playing video games, I would have chosen video games.

“I guess it is,” I said with a shrug. “Though I don’t know why you would want a four hundred dollar purse that will just be out of fashion in a few months.”

She scowled at me. “I wasn’t going to buy it. I was just saying that I thought it was a nice purse.”

“And while you said it, you wished you could have it.”

She laughed. “That’s true. Now, at least try to enjoy shopping for once. It’s good for you.”

I didn’t even reply. I knew she would twist whatever I said to make it sound like I wanted to go and shop.

There was another reason I wasn’t very into shopping right now. It was something I wasn’t willing to tell the others, since I might be wrong. I didn’t want to worry them without a reason.

It was the feeling of forgetfulness. I knew that something had been missed when we left. It wasn’t the fact that the building was burning when we left. We had done that on purpose, so that people would clean it up and get rid of the ashes that used to be an army.

No, it was something shadowy that kept playing on the edges of my mind, just barely out of reach for me to get. Like people running in the fog…

I gasped loudly, causing some of the other early morning shoppers to look our way in alarm.

“Bella, what is it?” Becka asked, worry strong in her tone. She grabbed my hand, and pulled me into a shady alley. We didn’t have to worry about anyone trying to hurt us.

“We forgot two vampires,” I mumbled through frozen lips. It was all coming back to me now. The two vampires that had herded us into the old building. They had never come in, and were never destroyed. They could have watched us though, and we wouldn’t have known.

The same memory seemed to be assaulting her. “Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!” She exclaimed loudly, though in a voice too low for a human to hear.

“I’m surprised they didn’t come into the building, though. Any newborn would have tried to eat us, or get revenge for killing their sires,” I said in confusion. I shook my head, trying to understand it all.

Becka didn’t answer. Instead, she touched my arm and then I fell backwards. I had been leaning against the old brick wall, which vanished from behind me. I fell on top of the bed with a loud ‘oomph!’

Aaron and Alex barely acknowledged this. They were both trying to beat a high score that no human could have gotten.

Becka rolled her eyes and went to the TV, and pulled out the plug. The screen went black.

“Hey!” Aaron exclaimed, blinking as he looked away from the TV. Alex rolled over, his knuckles in his eyes.

“It’s not healthy to spend all day playing video games. Now get up, we have something to tell you,” Becka commanded, her voice like steel.

They both sat up. They, like me, understood not to cross Becka at that tone. Becka explained what we had realized. As usual, I didn’t listen. I stared outside at the dark clouds forming, wondering what repercussions were coming for us now.

I had a feeling that it would be very bad.