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I Need You to Love Me

A penny for your thoughts… A picture so it lasts… Let's knock down the walls of immortality Your fingers on my skin… only you can hear my fear… only you can help me heal… i see forever with you here. It's never enough, no matter how many times I try to tell you this is love. If tomorrow never comes, I want you to know right now that I'm gonna love you until the day. I'm gonna love you like it's the last night on Earth. And though I'm undeserving, I need you to love me.

All of this belongs to the great stephenie meyer. I am just playing with her fun toys.

10. Chapter 10

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Chapter Ten-

She was fuming mad. Alec could not blame her. He had tried to take her hand almost an hour before- as a way to comfort her- and she jerked it back. She wanted nothing to do with the monster. They arrived in Arosa at five o’clock in the morning. She could barely keep her eyes open. To sleep meant to allow the dreams to surround her conscious. She was not exhausted enough to sleep. Only if she collapsed from pure exhaustion did she avoid the nightmares.

Alec carried her belongings. She was determined to make him just as miserable as she was. She hated him. He was a horrible person- even worse than Scipio. And she wanted to see him rot for all eternity. Preferably somewhere that was a hell on earth. Yes. That would do nicely.

He tried to catch her eye several times. Each time he succeeded and was exaggeratedly ignored. She stared forward, ignoring each one of her babysitters. She did need them- if it was just Alec, she would have found a way to ditch him long ago. A new plan was forming in her mind- she just was unsure of its effectiveness.

“We are staying at the Hostel Agrarri,” Adrianna said.

Gia nodded her head. The new vampire was nothing like Heidi. She was short with very rounded features. She was probably rather chubby as a human. Her mousy hair was severely pulled away from her face, exposing the chubby but thin cheeks and sparkling red eyes. She was quite and calculating, never speaking unless spoken to. But she watched. Gia had felt her watching her the entire seven hour train ride.

Seven long hours… the train ride had been horrendous. She had done everything she could to stop her mind from thinking. She hated to think when she was upset. It always made her more angry and confused. She had done everything she could to keep her mind from her own hellish thoughts during those endless hours. She wrote stories. Somehow, Alec always made it into them, so she quit that and began to draw on the icy glass. It worked until Alec commented on the shattered heart she masterfully drew. She had to quit that, too. She ended up making up Chuck Norris jokes for two hours. They were all completely stupid and made little sense, but they served a purpose. She stopped thinking eventually, her mind in a blank haze. It was not sleep, but as close as she could get to it at that point.

The Hostel Agrarri was a cute little cottage. It was three floors- all were divided into small bedrooms. There was one bathroom for the girls and one for the boys. Some rooms were lucky enough to have their own personal bathrooms. But they were few and far between. They had arrived at the beginning of tourist seasons, so though not crowded currently, it would be by the time they left. They had arranged to stay at different hotels for the month that they would spend in Arosa.

Gia had her own room. Each of them did, though she suspected one would always remain with her in hers. It was a decent size room. There was a queen sized bed with rosy sheets. It was a canopy, adding a little bit of a princessy feel to the room. The walls were a soft cream, lined with cherry. All of the furniture was made of the dark wood. Her favorite part of her room though, was the large set of windows on the far side of her room. She could see the mountains and the dull gray sky which promised snow. There was a window seat, and Gia knew that they would have to work hard to pry her from it. She had always wanted one.

Gia spun around in circles, her hands around her. Sure, she was miserable. But she had to fix that. She could hate Alec for eternity. Since she was on a free vacation, she might as well enjoy it. Falling on her bed, she noticed something. A cream phone sitting on the night stand. Of course! Every room was bound to come with one. She could use it to call her parents!

No. The vampires would hear. They did have exceptional hearing. She might be able to dull it with her power-thingy, but she could not nullify it completely. She would have to be sneaky. Yawning, she started singing softly.

Alec listened as Gia softly sang in French. He was had not been aware that she knew that language.

“Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin.

Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin

Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux

Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux

Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie

L’espoir est un plat bien trop vite consommé

A sauter les repas je suis habitué

Un voleur solitaire est triste à nourrir

A un jeu si amer je n’peux réussir

Car rien n’est gratuit dans…

La vie… Jamais on ne me dira

Que la course aux étoiles; ça n’est pas pour moi

Laissez moi vous émerveiller et prendre mon en vol

Nous allons en fin nous régaler

La fête va enfin commencer

Sortez les bouteilles; finis les ennuis

Je dresse la table, de ma nouvelle vie

Je suis heureux à l’idée de ce nouveau destin

Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin

Le festin est sur mon chemin

Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin

Le festin est sur mon chemin”

Alec grinned to himself. She would sing about food. It was just so… Gia. He curiously imagined her dancing around in circles, arms open wide like a ballerina. She would make a beautiful one, even if she was so short. Alec chuckled. Yes, she was short. A few inches shorter than him.

He rapped on her door. Silence descended. He shuddered. Of course she would know who it was. She did not want to speak to him or see him at all, for that matter. “Gia,” he croaked, “Can we talk?”

He heard a deep sigh, “What do you want, Alec?”

He could just see her, standing in the center of the room, arms folded across her chest, glaring at the door. “I want to talk to you. To apologize,”

“You’re forgiven,” she answered in clipped tones. She was still furious.

Alec sighed. “Come on, Gia. Open the door and talk to me.”

There was a pause. “No,”

“Please,” he begged. He could not believe that she had so quickly reduced him to begging. He would soon be on his knees if she kept this up.

“Alec, what do you want me to say?” she asked in a throaty voice. “You really hurt me. You knew… I told you and yet, you still did it. I really don’t want to forgive you right now.”

Alec’s stomach dropped. “Look me in the eye and say that,” he pleaded. His voice seemed to be caught in the back of his throat.

“Into those demon eyes? No thank you,” Her words cut through him worse than any of the lashes he had received from his aunt when he was human. The pain was agonizing and unbearable. He had never experienced this kind of hurt before. This human- how did she make him experience all of these knew emotions?

“G… Gia,” he whispered her name. He looked down at his fingers. They were the pinkest they had been in a long time. They looked so human. It astounded him that she could change him so. She was truly an amazing creature.

There was silence. He thought he heard her walking. His heart soared with hope. Maybe she was opening the door, after all. In stead, he heard the faucet sputter to life and a door swing shut. That girl had gall, Alec balefully admitted, throwing his hands up into the air. She would chose to shower over speaking to him.

Two days passed. Gia refused to leave her room. She did not speak to anyone, nor did she eat. Alec knew. He stayed camped out right in front of her door. She rarely moved. All she did was sing. That interested him. She had never sung before Arosa. It had to do something with her surroundings. Unfortunately, she was stayed close enough to him to were he could only hear the murmurs of her voice. He could not distinguish what she was saying.

“Gia,” he would call out once an hour. “Please,”

She never answered him. On the third day, Alec had had enough. He broke open the door. Gia was asleep in her bed. However, when the door broke down, she sat up wildly. “Wha the hell? Alec!” she screamed.

Alec looked at her. What did she sleep in? It was slinky and blue and- SEE-THROUGH! He shut his eyes quickly. “Argh! Put on a shirt or something,”

Stumbling out of bed, she fumble around for a minute. When he thought it was safe to open his eyes, he did. She had pulled on a black and white striped hoodie. Okay, she was covered. Now, he could yell at her.

“What is the matter with you?” he yelled.

Gia’s beautiful eyes widened in shock. They quickly narrowed as she readily began to battle with him. “What do you mean is the matter with me? I’m pissed at you! That’s the problem!”

“I told you that I was sorry!” he declared fervently. His hands grabbed her shoulders so he could shake her slightly. It was almost like he was trying to physically make her understand.

She pulled back. Throwing her hands up in the air to break out of his hold, she screamed, “Get off of me! It wasn’t like you meant it! Asshole! You just are watching me! Babysitting me for your worthless master!”

Alec completely disregarded the comment about Master Aro. He would never consciously admit it- but he agreed completely. “How would you know if I meant it or not! You would not even look at me, much less speak to me! It’s hard to prove regret when one can’t speak!”

Gia placed her hands on her hips. “It’s not like you were trying to prove anything!”

“What in the name of all that is holy? Gia! I’ve been sitting outside your door for the past two days! I just wasn’t stopping by every hour to get you to talk to me! I haven’t moved from the damn spot! How can you say that I don’t care? I’ve at least proven that I do!” he yelled back.

Gia blinked several times. She had to keep her anger. Had to keep him focused on her. Just for a few more minutes. “I don’t care, Alec! You… you knew! YOU KNEW! DAMMIT! YOU FLIPPING KNEW!” she suddenly burst out in rage. “YOU KNEW ALL ABOUT SCIPIO! YOU KNEW ALL ------- ABOUT IT! HOW CAN YOU STAND HERE AND TELL ME THAT YOU ARE SORRY WHEN IT WAS YOUR ASS THAT MADE ME REMEMBER! TWICE! YOU MONSTER!”

Alec flinched. How could he not? She was right. He was a monster. “I couldn’t not obey an order, Gia,” he whispered. That was his only defense. It was a pathetic one and would be ripped to shreds. It deserved to be. It was the truth, however, and he assumed that she would appreciate it. It was all he could offer her.

Her reaction was exactly what he had expected. “That makes no sense, Alec. There is always a choice. It may seem impossible but that is because you don’t want to face the consequences of one action- but trust me, there is always a choice. And, you chose wrong!”

“Maybe it was wrong for you, but what if it was right for me?” he countered, some heat returning to his voice.

Gia deflated. She had to. That thought had never crossed her angry mind. She immediately assumed that he had done it because it hurt her. She could have been wrong. She was wrong- she knew that deep down. Facing it was another matter.

“How, Alec?” she asked with a defeated sigh. “How was it right for you?”

“There was no choice. Either I obeyed, or both myself and my twin would have been destroyed. I had to protect Jane,” he answered levelly. He hated to admit that he had to lower himself, that he was not in complete control of his life. It was something akin to having parents.

“Yo… your twin?” Gia questioned. “They would have killed you both if you hadn’t…” Her voice trailed off. She could not finish that sentence.

Alec nodded his head. “It is a brutal world,”

“Oh, Alec…” Gia threw her arms around his neck. She hugged him tightly. He stiffened for the slightest second. He still was not used to personal contact. And the heat she emanated! Still, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He felt an urge, a desperate need to pull her as close to him as possible. They stood there, holding each other, acting as if their world was suddenly coming to an end.

Slowly- far too soon for Alec’s taste- Gia pulled away. Tears glistened in her brilliant eyes. She blinked, forcing two to roll down the curves of her olive cheeks. Alec reached up and, cupping her cheek, he brushed away the tears on her cheeks. They were warm to his already heated touch. His entire body shivered being in such a close proximity to hers. Gia instinctively leaned into his touch. She softly smiled and Alec felt his dead heart beat. No. Really. It felt like something inside of him was moving. He pulled away to touch his chest. Nothing moved physically. Still, he was positive that he had felt something.

Gia’s eyes snapped open. She looked at him, hope shining clear in her eyes, her facial expression unreadable. “Run away while you still can,” Her voice was completely serious and the tone brokered no argument.

His eyes narrowed. “What did you do?”

Gia hummed lowly, silently picking up the phone. She pressed it tightly to her ear, rapidly pressing the numbers. Thankfully, she knew the area codes for Italy and the base. She rapidly began to dial her parent’s phone number. She stopped half way through. No. They would ask too many questions. There would not be enough time to tell them everything. Everything that made sense, any way.

Quickly, she redialed, this time punching in Adrian’s number. She had always had that boy wrapped around her pinky finger. She kept humming, afraid of getting too loud and alerting Alec to her plan- that cheeky bastard.

“Hullo?” Adrian thankfully always kept his cellphone with him.

“Adrian, it’s Gia,” she whispered.

“GIA!” Adrian exclaimed, fully alert. “Are you all right? Where are you? What the hell is going on?”

“Shut up you idiot and just listen,” she snapped. “I don’t know what’s going on. But I do know that I can’t talk long. I need you to relay this to my parents.

“I am fine. I am healthy. They have been feeding me and treating me with respect. No, before you ask, I don’t know who they are. They just… are. I dunno what is going on. But, I’m in Arosa. Switzerland. They plan to spend a long time here. We’re hiding in plain sight at the Hostel Agrarri. I’ve gotta go,”

“Wait! Gia!” Adrian shouted. “I lov-”

Gia hung up before he could finish that sentence. It was not one that she particularly wanted to hear.

“I called Adrian,” she whispered.

Alec growled. Feral sounding, it sent chills of terror down her spine. She instinctively took a step backwards. He reached out. Grabbing her wrist, he flung her onto the bed, snarling all the while. He flashed in and out of her room so quickly that she almost missed it. She supposed that her negating power had something to do with the slower than normal action. He suddenly appeared holding his own luggage. In another instant, hers was packed as well.

“How long ago did you call?” he seethed.

“Last night,” she whispered.

Alec swore. It was a miracle in itself that they had not been set up yet by those fiends. Tough luck for them, there was no way he was going to lose Gia now. He and Jane would have to be obliterated from existence first. And there was no way in hell that Jane was going down. The same for him.

As if on que, seven men (and perhaps women, Alec did not care at this point) burst into the room.

“FREEZE!” They all screamed in unison.

Gia squeaked. Dropping her bags, she held her hands in the air above her head. Alec rolled his eyes. The pathetic humans before him presented no challenge. Their minds were weak and easy to manipulate.

“Nothing here, sir!” A deep voice shouted. In unison, they all withdrew from the room.

“Come on,” Alec snarled. Easily carrying his bags as wells as those belonging to the current angst of his life, he ran down the stairs, dragging the human behind. He had not even allowed her to chagne out of her pajamas, he realized furiously as he caught several teenaged boys staring at her frame. He spared a second to turn around and glare at them. They all backed up. Dominance. Gia was his and his alone. Everyone else had better remember that from now on.

He heard the others behind them. They had no idea where they were going. Somewhere far- far away. There was no way they were taking his Gia from him. No way. She was his. All his. Nobody else’s. His.

They arrived at the train station. Adrianna quickly purchased five tickets to Ambrosia, France. Good. He had several hundred milds to mull over the events of late and to come up with a fitting way to deal with Gia’s stubborn attitude. This had been Gia’s second escape attempt. He had thought the first one being quenched would have been enough. Obviously not. She was getting more sneaky and underhanded in concocting them as well, he noticed. She was able to call her sniveling friend when he sat right outside her door. She held high cards, and Alec was the loosing player in debt scrambling to pick up the pieces. No. That too, would have to change.

He deposited their belongings in the baggage car. Then, he plopped himself down beside Gia, still fuming. She noticed it and tried to move away. He gripped her elbow tightly. Damn. He still had not done anything about her hand. For several hours- all day in fact- they sat beside each other in thick silence.

As night came, Gia yawned. She leaned her head against Alec. The train zoomed past the mountains, blurring the majestic scene together. It looked like a watercolor that had been left out in the rain. She could feel his anger. His devotion to his task surprised her. Despite her underhandedness, he had not left her side. She supposed that he felt the need to be extra vigilant. That would not surprise her. She had betrayed him just like had betrayed her.

They were even, then.

Night was quickly falling. She was so exhausted. She did not even care that her attempt to escape had been thwarted. She refused to admit it, but part of her- a larger part than she realized- was glad that he had stopped her. It suddenly became very hard imaging life without Alec beside her twenty-four seven. His presence- it was almost like she had a guardian angel shadowing her everywhere she went, protecting her. She had prayed for one countless times. God had answered her prayers- even if it was in an unexpected way.

Slowly afraid she might anger him even more, Gia leaned her head on his shoulder. Alec momentarily stiffened, surprised by the sudden contact. She allowed all of her weight to fall onto him after reassuring that he would not yell or rant or get any more mad at her. Her eyes closed as she squirmed to get comfortable. Alec’s hand hesitantly reached out and moved so slowly across hers that she was scarce sure that it was moving. Finally, though, after an eternity of his delicate touch that made her fragile skin sensitive and alert, he clasps his hand around hers. Gia maneuvered her two foremost fingers between his. She sighed, eyes peacefully shut.

“Alec,” she whispered, only wanting to speak to him and not the nosy vampires up in the front of the car, “I’m sorry,”

Alec leaned his head on hers, “Me too, Gia.”

And with that, Gia drifted off…