Disclaimer; I dont own Twilight
I would like to thank Freedom of Creation, my beta, for takin time to read this and for adding so many amazing details! Thank you so much!
Chapter 1
I sat in the back seat of our truck, breathing in the fresh country air zooming past us from the open window. The smell of fresh grass was much kinder to my nose than my baby sister Jasmine's foul smells, how I wish mum would just stop for a while so Jasmine could get cleaned up and my brother Karno and I could stretch our legs.
But that wouldn't happen since all that mum wants to do is just keep driving, to keep running away. My gaze hardened at the scenery of rows of trees lined up like soldiers skipping past us.
It's all his fault we are running like we are fugitives, my father is the cause of all this. He is the reason why we moved from Vera Vista, the best reservation ever.
It is his entire fault I am forced to join a pack that I really couldn't care less about. He is the reason why I will never be happy again, I refuse to be happy. Not when I have left everything I love and care about, my friends, my old pack, everything!
I breathed in another rigid breath of the country air and tried my best to calm down, I don't think mum would like me phasing in the car and causing a possible crash.
After what seemed like forever and a day we got to our destination, La Push another Quileute reservation. I huffed silently, this doesn't even compare to Vera Vista.
In Vera Vista, the lush warm green grass blanketed everything and was illuminated by the gentle golden gaze of the sun. Flowers of all kinds and colors rose out of the blanket of grass, as though saying good morning to the world.
In La Push the scenery was completely different, fields of grey small gravel merged with the giant jungle of grass. Masses of weeds strangled the delicate flowers with their firm grip.
The smell of heavy smoke from the cabins danced with horrid damp cold air. I jumped unenthusiastically out of the car, happy to be out of the cramp area of the car but hating where I was. Everything was just wrong, I don't belong here.
"Hello," the deep wise voice brought me back into reality. I quickly looked up and saw a man with the same russet skin and dark midnight hair as all the Quiluete Indians have. The man was in wheelchair and he rolled towards us.
"You must be the Garto's, I'm Billy Black," Billy announced happily.
"I am Nakia, this is my son Karno and my two daughters, Jasmine and Jessica," my mother introduced. Billy stretched his wide hand and my mother gave him her delicate hand, he kissed it softly. He turned towards Karno and shook his hand. Then turned towards me and with a big smile on his face.
"This is my son, Jacob," Billy said. I looked up and saw a tall cute boy with short lush chocolate brown hair. Our eyes met but I immediately looked away shyly. He smiled showing all of his incredible white teeth and winked with his left eye. I rolled my eyes and glared murderously at my mother.
Jacob's POV
Whoever that girl is she's absolutely beautiful. Her long black hair was wrapped in a braid. Her russet skin made her amber eyes sparkle.
"Pleasure to meet ya'll," I spoke and smiled. The boy stepped forward and offered a hand. He looked to be about my age.
"I'm Karno," he announced. I took his hand and shook it.
"Nice to meet you, Karno," I replied and pushed back playfully. I smiled and winked at the girl.
"I'm Jessica," she answered and winked back at me, a playful smile making a way to her angelic face.
"I'm Nakia," the woman said. I smiled at her and noticed that she was holding a baby. Nakia realized were I was looking and laughed.
"This is Jasmine," Nakia said and kissed the baby's forehead.
"You'll be staying over there," Dad nodded towards the house across from ours.
"What? That house barely fits two," I said. There was no way it would fit all four of them.
"It only needs to fit two. Karno will be bunking with you and Jessica will be staying in your sister's old room," he said. I glared at him, is his crazy? I barely know these people! They could be psychopathic murderers. I snapped my head back when I heard Jessica giggle. Is it possible she heard me? I know I didn't say it out loud..or did I?
"What?" I demanded loudly.
"Nothing," she said and smiled.
"Jacob, go get Jessica's stuff from the truck," Billy said. I nodded reluctantly and started walking towards the red truck.
"Hey are dogs allowed?" I turned around and saw Jessica following me.
"You have a dog?" I nearly screamed.
"Yeah...what is that not allowed?" she asked.
"No its fine but..um...I thought Vera Vista was really really poor," I said.
"They are," she said and started walking faster. I heard the car door open and saw a giant black German Shepard jump out of the car.
"Mika this is Jacob. Jacob this is Mika," Jessica said. I smiled as the dog sat down and growled at me. Jessica rolled her eyes and walked towards the house. Mika barked at me and followed after Jessica. I picked up the brown plain box that said Jessica on it. I carried it to Rebeeca's old room and sat it on her bed. I opened the box and took out a picture. A man was seated next to a small eight year who looked happy and had a silly grin on her face. I laughed at the picture and sat it back in the box. That man must be her dad and that must be Jessica. I saw a book right next to the picture. I took it out and studied it. On the cover was written Diary in beautiful calligraphy. I really shouldn't open this. Before I knew it I had already opened it to the last page.
Dear Diary,
I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna kill him. I, Jessica Garto, am going to kill my father. God, I hate him so much. I'm so surprised that I didn't phase right then and there. I could have, I would have gotten it over with. Then at least I would die knowing I protected my family. I'd rather die a murderer then die know my family suffered and I never did anything. I deserve to rot in hell with my father if I don't protect my family.
"What the hell are you doing?" I snapped my head around and faced a very angry Jessica. I circled around her and closed the door. I locked it and faced now a furious Jessica, her face lit up in a mask of red.
"What the hell?" she growled.
"Why do you want to kill your dad?" I yelled.
"What are you talking about?" she screamed.
"I read you diary," the words disgusted to me as they came out of my mouth. Her beautiful amber eyes turned bloodshot.
"That's none of your business," she snarled. I did something totally unexpected. I slammed her against the wall and pressed my hands on her shoulders.
"Let me go!" she snapped.
"Why do you want to kill your dad?"
"None. Of. Your. Business,"
"Jessica, what did he do?"
"He beat the crap out of me, my brother, and my mom everyday! He thew us out of our home and left us for dead!" she yelled in my face.
"Jacob, let me go or I will scream, Karno will break down the door and rip your head off," she snapped. I was too angry to do anything. I wanted to kill her father now. I felt horrible and pressed down on Jessica's shoulder. I heard a loud scream and I realized she wasn't screaming to be annoying. I pulled back and looked at her shoulder, I had dislocated it! What was wrong with me? I was a monster!
Just as she promised Karno broke down the door and threw me against the wall.
"Karno, it was an accident!" I snapped.
"You hurt my sister! You monster," he spat.
"Karno let go of him," Jessica snapped. Nakia and Billy arrived just in time to see Karno come close to rippin my head off.
"Karno Alexander Garto!" Nakia yelled.
"He. Hurt. Jessica," Karno quickly defended himself. Nakia and Billy stared at me then Jessica them back to me.
"Jacob" Billy yelled. I stood there frozen.
"It was an accident," I snapped. Billy looked ready to hit me.
"Billy, let me go make some tea and maybe I can meet some neighbors," Nakia said. My dad nodded and followed after Nakia.
"Are you alright?" both Karno and I asked Jessica at the same time. She nodded tears forcing their way to her eyes almost ready to fall and she walked over by the door.
"What are you doing?" I nearly screamed.
"Popping my shoulder back in," she said. Jessica pushed herself against the door and I heard a pop. She laughed as I winced and she began to stretch her shoulder.
"How did you do that without screaming?" I asked.
"You learn to adapt. The abuser thrives off pain and suffering, if I don't show any sign of pain or suffering they ignore you," she sighed.
"I am extremely sorry about that," I said shyly.
"Its fine," she said and kissed my cheek. I starred at her confused.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"Dunno, your cute," she said.
"Hey wanna go meet some people?" I asked. She put her hand on my shoulder and rolled up my sleeve, revealing the pack tattoo. She starred at it and glared at me.
"Your a wolf?" she asked. I shook my head and starred at her. She pulled up her sleeve of her white jumper and revealed the same tattoo. Then she pulled up the back of her shirt, revealing a giant tattoo of a beautiful black wolf with a white chest standing infront of the sunrise.
"Is that you in wolf form?" I asked. She smiled and nodded.
"God, your as beautiful in wolf form as you are in human form," I said. She blushed pink and giggled.
"Crap! I just said what I was thinking out loud by accident," I muttered. She kissed me tenderly on the cheek again.
"Wanna go meet the other wolves?" I asked. She nodded. I put my hand out and she took it as we walked towards Emily's house.