But really, Diana was kissed the girl on the lips. They didn't see me first but then she saw my reflected on the gla.s.s. She smirks very amused with my attire. I know I didn't look like me, for now, I was Cinderella at the ball when the clock strike midnight I turn back into a country pumpkin with mice running around. Still, my cousin was no evil stepsister or stepmother. Well, not really but in a way she was bad. Look at her, I wonder how her friend would react before I could think I open my mouth and did something stupid.

"Is that you Diana?" I asked, my voice reverberated against the white tiles.

She turned and lounged casually against the sink with arms folded. It was times like this I wish I could hate her, here I was running errands and here she was enjoying herself.

"What the h.e.l.l are you doing here?" She shouted her voice reverberated against the white tiles.

"What the h.e.l.l are you, Diana doing here? Shouldn't you be with one of your boyfriends or something?" I asked her cuttingly.

Her eyes darken gleaming with amus.e.m.e.nt as a small smile played on her lips. I knew her better than I knew myself and things were about to get dirty.

When Diana does mean she does mean like no other. She knew what hurt me the most. This was something she did well when she was going to wave her ice cream in front of diabetic me. This lifestyle of hers was what got her in trouble. All the men she mated, well, they all met in the clubs. I still wonder why they let her come to these places if they knew it meant more trouble their way. If I was her mate I'd keep her home.

"I should be the one asking you that," she said dryly.

"Right," I said and mentally slapped myself out of my stupor. "I have a perfectly good explanation. What else can I do but be running errands that you are too busy to do."

"I'm here with Y and G, entertaining a client. He's important. Would you like to join us?" she asked waving her friends off.

"No, stop this!" I shouted,

Getting involved with vampire feeding was wrong especially when humans were involved. It was against the family moral code.

"Why?"

"They aren't yours. This isn't the right thing."

"I am not doing anything wrong." she said smirking,

"Aren't you," I asked looking at her pointedly,

"Look at them they consent to it all, and enjoy it very much. It's better than weed." She said still smirking, "Isn't that right, darlings?"

They nodded but I glared and made them cower away. I can be scary when I wanted to and right now I was angry so I was scary without trying. This is why I had to seal her away. One too many times of white lies broke her. And the loss of her mates did hit her but that is another story.