How many hours had she spent outside the Gilbert house? Not trying to decide if she should go to Jeremy, he would be around when she was ready to come back. But contemplating if she should end existence of his uncle. It would be doing the world a favor, but the vampires and humans. When Anna had arrived back at the house to see her mothers body haven been staked, she knew instantly who it had been. Anna had waited so long to get her mother back, had jumped through so many hoops to get her, and she only ended up having a few weeks with her.
After the grief had subsided a little, pure rage had taken her place. She had positioned herself in a position that allowed her to watch the house the man who had killed her mother was staying at. It would be so easy to do. Tear off the mans ring that allowed him to heal, and then snap his neck. He'd be dead, out of her way, and she would have revenge for what he had done to her, what he had taken away.
At one point, she had almost done it too. Until she had seen Jeremy, and heard him talking to his Uncle. As far as Anna knew, the two of them were not close, at least not that close. But how would this affect Jeremy? What if it did impact him? That was the only thought that was keeping John Gilbert alive. He was a hater, he was a killer, and if he wasn't the uncle of the human Anna cared most about, he'd be dead.
For the last time she watched the man walk out of his house, heading toward his car. She could do it now, it wouldn't take anytime. Her eyes became pure black, veins creeping out around them. For a moment her teeth were pared, so tempeted to take the revenge that was rightfully hers. But then her face went back to normal.
Besides Jeremy, her mother did not want them to seek revenge. Maybe this would be different, but now she'd never know. Tearing her gaze away, Anna turned, and then vanished down the street. Not long after she was back at the house, staring at the door. It was easier to just stay here now, though she should probably be moving on soon, since there were no humans living in there. And on her own, it wasn't very safe.
She walked at a human pace up the steps, and pushed the door open.
When she stepped inside, she was suddenly outside again. The front entrance was gone. Anna whirled on the spot, only to be greeted by more outside. She was standing in the middle of suburbia. Houses with mini vans parked in the driveway, and tree houses in the back yard.