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Embry's POV
Why am I here? I thought angrily at myself. Because you need to meet her, you need to see her, you need to know every night you dreamed of her wasn't fake. You need to know she's real. The fact that she hadn't talked to me for two months had pushed me pretty hard, nothing had been easy since Leah broke up with me ten months ago, last October. My self worth was at an all time low. I guess that was a consequence of falling in love. D was the only thing that kept me sane all this time. I wanted to talk to Leah but she had venomously fought against it. She said Leah broke my heart and all she'd do it hurt me more. She was right but I never had the will to stay away, not until she came along and changed me. Not until she helped me believe in myself. Then I fell in love with her. She treated me better then Leah ever did. I'd seen a picture of her but not in person, so I was just going off that. I had concealed my features in a large trench coat. Not just any trench coat though. It was the same trench coat with two three bullet holes in the back from exiting bullets. I was wearing this trench coat when she dug a bullet out of me. I was surprised she was only two years older than me and she was a nurse? I had just finished my junior year in high school, but that couldn't be helped. I was twenty going on twenty one in march and I was a junior in high school. This girl was twenty two nearly twenty four. D was smart though, she could read people. She could read what I was thinking by reading my messages, it was the scariest thing I could imagine, Edward could read my mind, but in the end I wasn't in love with Edward Cullen, but the way she could read everything thought, it was uncanny. She said she was good at reading people, and she was going in to psychology. I loved her to death but she scared me shitless some times.
I had to travel across the country for this but this was something I needed. I parked my very nice car a couple blocks away, I left my drumsticks and pad in the trunk along with anything else I would need in the near future. Jasper I found out has connections everywhere, including some people who are very good with computers, when I asked why he simply said 'in this age you need to protect yourself' he had people who were experts with computers telling him if people were looking the Cullen's up in case it became a problem. He simply asked them to track down D for me with the limited information I had. I truly believed it'd be hard for them but apparently not, they had her full name and address in an hour.
Here I stood in front the apartment building with crumpled piece of paper in hand. I took a deep breath and summoned my courage taking my first steps across the street. A came flying by and I turned in time just fast enough to know to jump back. I sighed continuing my way across the street. The apartment door was locked. That wasn't going to stop me this time. I grabbed my backpack from the car and raced across posing as a student at the nearby college. I followed a gaunt man holding groceries in to the hall. A woman gave me a suspicious look then turned back away. I dismissed it and headed towards the stairs. I skipped three steps at a time bounding up to the second floor. I stared at her door for a couple minutes, my throat dry, my palms sweating. Eventually my nerves got to me and I started pacing. How was I suppose to sell this.
Hey D I was in the neighborhood so I thought I'd look you up even though I didn't know where you live? Hey D I know you're kind of worried and shit but I thought I'd stalk you and find out where you live. Hey D you mind if I step in and talk to you even though you never told me where you live? D, how are you, oh just thought I'd stop in. No there was no right way to do this. I saw a window from the outside and saw there was a guy in the room with who I knew was D, that didn't make it any easier. I told myself it was one of her brothers, Nick, or maybe it was Carter. I was much more worried about Nick the computer genius then Carter the muscled brother, both seemed content on keeping guys away from her. I had no clue who was in there but regardless I was frustrated. I turned toward the wall and clenched my fist and punched the brick. I heard a soft crack and then a tiny piece of brick fell to the ground. My hand was resonating in pain. At that moment the door behind me opened and I heard a command.
"Hands up. Don't move!" I heard a male voice yell. I did as I was told. The person I only assumed was an officer didn't say another word until he was closer to me.
"You got an ID?" I smiled and shook my head he took my hand and handcuffed my left arm then pulled my right down and handcuffed me.
"What charges are you bringing me in on?" he had a smug smile on his face like he thought he stopped a real threat.
"Domestic disturbance." At that moment the door I was watching opened softly and D came out with her hand intertwined with the guy who was in the room. My body rippled up and down in pain. My stomach left a hallow feeling like everything inside me was gone, just a gaping abyss where my midsection was. The weight of their judgmental glances told me that my chances were better off on the road. D looked me in the eye and I returned it, I hadn't ever seen her eyes besides in a picture so I couldn't read them, I couldn't know what she was thinking.
"D, open that window at the end of the hallway." I said in a monotone voice. She looked at me inquisitively. The officer pushed me slightly but not nearly enough to get me to move.
"You're going to want to pull out your gun when it happens… not your tazer." I told him my body was on fire with anger and I had decided to leave. My anger flared slightly and I broke the chain between the handcuffs easily turning back to the officer. He pulled out his tazer and shot catching on my chest. I stopped for a moment as the electricity coursed through my veins then I took two steps forward and put a hand on the officers shoulder until he dropped to the ground and released the trigger. I removed the hooks from my chest and turned to D and sighed.
"I told you to open the window." I informed her regretfully. The officer was making his way back to a vertical base and I started to jog then ran to the end of the hall way jumping clear out of the window, through the glass. As I dropped a story I rolled on to the street and then back up to my feet and looked back the way I came. D was looking out the window staring at me in disbelieve. I returned her stare, with much more anger and resentment. Then without removing my focus from her I pulled a large shard of glass out of my shoulder.
"I loved you… how could you do this to me?" I asked. Before she could answer I turned and ran down the street turning in to an alley I walked through a mall and I stopped in to a coffee shop. I examined then pulled out a newspaper and covered my face reading the local column. After a couple hours I returned to my car and drove it across town to a double garage storage facility. I rented the place out for one month on cash. I made my way to the local furniture outlet and picked up a mattress, no frame. I bought a pillow for neck support. I brought both to my garage and set it up next to my car. I didn't know what I was planning on doing but I did know I didn't want to be found I didn't want to deal with anything or anyone. I reached down and looked at my phone as I made my decision, it sprang to life and rang. I sighed turning the power off the cell phone and putting it in the trunk of my car. I sprawled out on my bed and stared up at the stucco ceiling and the shade it threw on itself. There wasn't a single power outlet. Of course there wasn't, no one was supposed to live here. I laid on my new bed thinking, the only thing I shouldn't be doing now.
What's all this mean? I loved her, who was the guy? Why was he here? Is this why she said she wanted to be with me but couldn't right now? Was it because of him? I couldn't sit and think, I needed to keep moving I needed to get out of here. My heart couldn't endure the thoughts that were clicking in to my mind. I put the key to the door on my keychain and made my way outside. I flipped my collar up on my trench coat to cover my chin and mouth. I pulled up the hood. I looked west. I had no destination in mind. Just get the hell out of dodge. For now that meant going west, or south. Either one sounded good right now. I double checked all the shards of glass were out of me. They were so I headed south west. No destination and my only reason was to get away.
So there is my first chapter, I've got ideas where it's going and stuff. I hope people enjoy it, but if people don't I'm sorry. Like I said the story is going to have love as one of its larger themes but it's not going to have everything to do with it. as always rolls of twenty dollar bills, ideas comments reviews… I'm out.