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6 the short second life of bree tanner布里·坦纳第二次短暂生命-第13章

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le what’shername。”  My body felt icy; frozen solid。 I tried to shake it off so I could fight my best。 Not that it would have made a difference。  And then I felt something else; something totally unexpected 
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   a wave of revulsion so overpowering that I couldn’t hold my crouch。 I crumpled to the floor; gasping with horror。  I was not the only one to react。 I heard disgusted snarls and retching sounds from every corner of the basement。 A few people retreated to the edges of the room; where I could see them。 They strained against the wall; stretching their necks away as if they could escape the horrible feeling。 At least one of these was a member of Raoul’s gang。  I heard Raoul’s distinctive growl; and then heard it fade as he took off up the stairs。 He wasn’t the only one to make a break for it。 About half of the vampires in the basement cleared out。  I didn’t have that choice。 I could barely move。 And then I realized this had to be because I was so close to Freaky Fred。 He was responsible for what was happening。 And as horrible as I felt; I was still able to realize that he’d probably just saved my life。  Why?  The sensation of disgust faded slowly。 As soon as I could; I crept to the edge of the couch and took in the aftermath。 All of Raoul’s gang was gone; but Diego was still there; on the far end of the big room by the TVs。 The vampires who remained were slowly relaxing; though everybody looked a little shaken。 Most of them were shooting cautious glances in Fred’s direction。 I peeked at the back of his head; too; though I couldn’t see anything。 I looked away quickly。 Looking at Fred brought back some of the nausea。  “Keep it down。” 
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 The deep voice came from Fred。 I’d never heard him speak before。 Everyone stared and then looked away immediately as the revulsion returned。  So Fred just wanted his peace and quiet。 Well; whatever。 I was alive because of it。 Most likely Raoul would get distracted by some other irritant before dawn and take out his anger on somebody close by。 And Riley always came back at the end of the night。 He would hear that Diego had been in his cave rather than outside and destroyed by the sun; and Raoul wouldn’t have an excuse to attack him or me。  At least; that was the bestcase scenario。 In the meantime; maybe Diego and I could e up with some plan to steer clear of Raoul。  Again; I had a fleeting sense that I was missing an obvious solution。 Before I could figure it out; my thoughts were interrupted。  “Sorry。”  The deep; almost silent mutter could only have e from Fred。 It looked like I was the only one close enough to really hear。 Was he talking to me?  I looked at him again and felt nothing。 I couldn’t see his facehe had his back to me still。 He had thick; wavy blond hair。 I’d never noticed that before; not with all the days I’d sat hiding in his shadow。 Riley wasn’t kidding when he’d said that Fred was special。 Gross; but really special。 Did Riley have any idea that Fred was so… so powerful? He was able to overwhelm a whole room of us in a second。  Though I couldn’t see his expression; I had the sense that 
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Fred was waiting for an answer。  “Um; don’t apologize;” I breathed almost silently。 “Thank you。 ”  Fred shrugged。  And then I found I couldn’t look at him anymore。  The hours passed slower than usual as I waited for Raoul to e back。 From time to time I tried to look at Fred again   to see past the protection he’d created for himself but I always found myself repelled。 If I tried too hard; I ended up gagging。  Thinking about Fred was a good distraction from thinking about Diego。 I tried to pretend I didn’t care where he was in the room。 I didn’t look at him but focused on the sound of his breathing  his distinct rhythm to keep tabs。 He sat on the other side of the room from me; listening to his CDs on a laptop。 Or maybe pretending to listen; the way I was pretending to read the books from the damp backpack on my shoulders。 I flipped pages at my usual rate; but I didn’t take anything in。 I was waiting for Raoul。  Luckily; Riley came first。 Raoul and his cohorts were right behind him; but not as loud and obnoxious as usual。 Maybe Fred had taught them a little respect。  Probably not; though。 More likely Fred had just angered them。 I really hoped Fred never let his guard slip。  Riley went to Diego right away; I listened with my back to them; eyes on my book。 In my peripheral vision; I saw some of Raoul’s idiots wandering; looking for their favorite games or whatever they’d been doing before Fred had driven them out。 Kevin was one of them; but he seemed to be looking for 
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something more specific than entertainment。 Several times his eyes tried to focus on where I was sitting; but Fred’s aura kept him at bay。 He gave up after a few minutes; looking a little sick。  “I heard you made it back;” Riley said; sounding genuinely pleased。 “I can always count on you; Diego。”  “No problem;” Diego said in a relaxed voice。 “Unless you count holding my breath all day as a negative。”  Riley laughed。 “Don’t cut it so close next time。 Set a better example for the babies。”  Diego just laughed with him。 From the corner of my eye; it seemed like Kevin relaxed some。 Was he really that worried about Diego getting him in trouble? Maybe Riley listened to Diego more than I realized。 I wondered whether that was why Raoul had gotten crazy before。  Was it a good thing if Diego was that in with Riley after all? Maybe Riley was okay。 That relationship didn’t promise what we had; did it?  Time didn’t pass any faster after the sun was up。 It was crowded and unstable in the basement; like every day。 If vampires could get hoarse; Riley would have lost his voice entirely from the yelling。 A couple of kids temporarily lost limbs; but nobody got torched。 The music warred with the game tracks; and I was glad I didn’t get headaches。 I tried reading my books; but I ended up just flipping through one after the other; not caring enough to make my eyes focus on the words。 I left them in a neat stack by the end of the couch for Fred。 I always left my books for him; though I never could tell whether he read them。 Couldn’t look at him closely enou
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