This time won't you save me; this time won't you save me
Baby I can feel myself giving up, giving up
This time won't you save me; this time won't you save me
Baby I can feel myself giving up, giving up
(Hope's POV)
The voices had returned, I felt my wall crumple and let them pick at my mind. I ran through Organ, and eventually took the directions from one of the voices in my head. The journey was long, I was tired - but I wanted to show that I was strong, seeing as how I was already getting critism for being a fourteen year old girl.
Youngest to ever phase, The guy named Collin huffed. To bad Leah isn't here. He said with a sarcastic edge. I wrinkled my nose and felt myself picking at his thoughts this time. Leah had been a wolf, but recently retired to live with her husband. I felt myself saden - so I was alone.
Poor you, A guy snicked. I growled, it startled him and I - had I really just made that noise?
I whimpered, I felt so unhuman.
A few of them laughed, We are unhuman; haven't you noticed yet? I snarled at how harsh they were being. It pissed me off more than my mom had.
Cry me a river, William said, he was one of the bigger jerks to me so far. I had only known them for a few short hours! He was Jacob's son. Jacob was the alpha, making William have a lot of power too. God, this all sounded so dumb. How is this even possible?
Long story, One of them grumbled - Seth I think. He was the Beta. He actually wasn't a dick, but right now he seemed to be in a foul mood.
Where do I go from here? I questioned as I passed a sign that said; Welcome to Forks. The town was wet, and cold. But surpringly, it didn't bother me.
A few more miles north, Seth said with a sigh. And we're nearly 108 degrees - cold doens't bother us anymore.
My eyes widened at this, someone was usually dead at that temperature!
It was strangely quiet for the time being as I ran to this indian rezervation called La Push. William and Brandon had so far been the youngest in the pack. William being seventeen and Brandon fifteen. Brandon was nicer to me, but still kind of a dick. He was just following after his big brother. The rest of the guys were all either forty or almost forty - from what I picked up. But none of them looked a day over twenty - two.
I had learned a lot so far of what I exactly am now, but I wasn't the only one questioning why I had turned into a giant dog - or as they liked to put it, phased into a shape - shifter.
It was scary but completely facinating. They all had wondered why some little white girl from Organ had phased. It worried them that maybe a 'leech' or a vampire (I was seriously skepical when they started discussing that) was in the area. I looked down at the ground as I ran, but when I looked up several minuets later a line of eight gigantic wolves stood before me. I yelped and turned to high tail away.
They all let out howls of laughter. And I thought I was big.
We're not going to eat you, Seth said with a laugh. I pressed my ears flat against my head as I made my way towards them slowly.
The biggest one, a russet wolf; walked around me. Small, he noted How fast can you run? he asked.
I don't know... I trailed off. He huffed and looked over at Seth,
Seth's the fastest, so run against him or something. I blinked a few times, great - I was about to get shown up. I trotted over to the sandy wolf and stood next to him. I felt so small.
Ready, runt? he joked.
I rolled my eyes. Yeah, sure.
Go! Brandon yelled, he began howling with laughter. I took off quickly, catching up to Seth in a matter of seconds. He looked at me and grunted, pushing himself faster. I growled and did the same, I passed him quickly and kept running. Leaving him in the dust.
Everyone was pretty much silent, Wait til' Embry gets a loud of this, Seth got beat by a girl! I turned around and ran back to where they all were.
Who's Embry? I questioned,
Another pack member, he's probably with some girls. Collin said with snickering.
Collin! Jacob roared, Do not go there when she's around.
Uh . . . is there something wrong?
Jacob shook his head, Seeing as how you aren't from around here, and you most likely need some clothing - I'll take you back to my house. My wife might have some clothing that'll fit you.
He trotted away, with his two sons and I following.
oOoOo
"These ought to fit you," She said with a gleaming smile. Jacob's wife was breathtakingly beautiful, painfully so. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled and danced with life as she spoke. She seemed so very pure and up - beat, almost innocently so. Her copper curls were tight and bounced every time she moved. She had porcelain skin that seemed to glisten and shine when the sun's light hit her through the window. Her scent was sweet, but not the nauseating kind of sweet. The kind of sweet you would want to have as a perfume or something.
"Thank you," I said softly as she handed me an off the shoulder, flowy black and white striped tee. It was one that was supposed to stop at your naval. I have quite a few at home actual. I'd rather call them crop tops. Along the items she gave me were a pair of pretty short jean shorts, I wasn't that found of them - but I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity seeing as how I'm only in a robe, a bra and pantie set that still had the tags on them and some very nice looking leather's gladiator sandals.
"I'll let you get dressed, " she flashed me one more beautiful smile before leaving and closing the door behind her. I wasted no time getting dressed, I felt rather uncomfortable and exposed. Everything fit me quite well, but when I took a look in the mirror I hadn't expected to see what I saw.
I no longer looked fourteen, most definitely not. I could easily pass as being seventeen - maybe eighteen. And that scared me; a lot. I had grown up in a matter of hours, my hair was the same though. Still long and wavy, so blonde it was almost white. My eyes were the same emerald-green color as well. I smiled, knowing at least two things hadn't changed. I knew I was taller; much taller. Maybe 5'11'', I hated being tall though. But how long and slender my legs looked was a plus. I was definitely toned now, and lean. Before I had been pencil stick thin.
I actually felt like a woman, but then my realization hit me. I wasn't a woman, I was a scared little girl that had no clue what was really going on.
As I accusingly stared at my reflection, I actually hadn't noticed how far my hearing was reaching out. I furrowed my light brows knowing I could easily hear the conversation between Jacob and his wife, they were discussing me.
"How old is she?" his wife asked,
He seemed to paused for a moment, "Fourteen,"
"Oh, Jacob - she's so young . . . "
"I know, Nessie. And she's really far from home - she's a new wolf, I can't just make her go back home. She's so confused, you should of heard her thoughts." he seemed to sigh, I felt the shuffle of feet - she must have walked towards him.
"Then don't make her, Jacob - you know Sarah would love someone her age around. She's dying for a friend that isn't a boy." Nessie, Jacob's wife seemed to scold him.
He took in a deep breath, "What do you suggest we do then?"
"Offer our home to her, let her stay with us until she's ready to go home. She must be scared out of her wits." my heart panged at her concern for me already. I hadn't even spoke much to the woman and she wanted to take me in?
I felt so helpless. I pursed my lips into a tight line before leaving the bathroom and bedroom. I stepped into the hallway quietly, but only to run into a thick, warm wall.
"Watch it - oh." the voice said lightly, I looked up and staggered back. "Hope?" he questioned aloud.
"Hi," I mumbled. Great, now Brandon would mess with me more. He gave me a wolfish grin instead, catching me off guard.
"You look nice,"
I gave him a weird look, "So, now you're going to be nice to me?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
He frowned, "Yeah - I guess I am." He gave me another smile before making his way around me and proceeding down the hallway and disappearing into what I imagined was his room. I scratched my temple for a second in confusion before blowing it off and continuing to where Jacob and his wife were discussing things. They quieted when I entered the room.
"Oh," Jacob's wife said when she saw me, her eyes widening slightly before she smiled and her eyes beginning to dance once more. "I'm glad to see those clothing go to good use, it fits you well." I looked down at what I as wearing and returned a smile.
"Thanks," I mumbled. "you really didn't have to . . . "
"It's no problem!" she replied cheerfully,
Jacob cleared his throat, "Well, Hope - seeing as how your living situation is slightly limited . . . "
"I don't want to be a hassle, I can get a job or something - rent an apartment." I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"We have three sons, all around your age - and you're a very pretty girl, we're not saying we don't trust you . . . we don't trust them." she laughed lightly, "So, we're offering you my family's old home in Forks, you'll be alone - but we could have one of the guys drop by daily to make sure you're okay."
I blinked in surprise, "You - you're offering me, an entire house?" I asked in disbelief.
"Well, yes - If seems we are." she replied with another sparkling smile.
"Why?"
Jacob spoke up this time, "I know you don't want to live with a bunch of hormonal wolves, or a bunch of old wolves - so you might as well take this opportunity to explore some freedom. Seeing as how you didn't have much . . . before." I nodded my head quickly, he must have picked up some things about how strict my parents were.
"I really don't know how to thank you two, this is really the kindest thing anyone will ever do for me in my entire life." I swallowed the lump in my throat once again, pushing the tears back.
"Well, I go to the store every Wednesday and Saturday - so I'll pick you up those days around noon to get some grocery's."
How were her sons so arrogant when she was this nice?
"Mo - om!" A girl yelled as she stormed into the kitchen. "Masen took my iPod, again." She was beautiful, she looked identical to her mother besides her hair being black and her eyes being bright green.
"Masen," Jacob's wife called. A boy came into the room not long after that, he was smaller than his brothers; but not by much. "iPod." was all his mother had to say for him to hand it back to his sister. Jacob cleared his throat, "Hope, these are my youngest children; Sarah and Masen. They're both fourteen, too."
Sarah turned and looked at me, her eyes widened a bit, "Dad, you're such a liar. She is obviously not fourteen." Sarah rolled her eyes and walked away. I bit my lip nervously.
"Hi, I'm Masen. Sorry 'bout my sister, she's a huge bit - " Jacob shot him a look, "bitterly nice person?" He finished, sounding almost like it was a question. I laughed and gave him a small wave, "Hope Mathews."
He shot a look at his parents for leaving the kitchen, "Sarah isn't normally like that . . . " she trailed off, looking in the direction her children went.
She was so young looking, how could she have four kids? "It's perfectly fine, I can be a bit hostile too."
"We have a bonfire tonight," Jacob piped up, "sort of pack tradition if a new member phases for the first time, so - you might as well stick around until then." He suggested.
"Oh, um - okay." I replied quietly.
"Would you like to help me cook some food for tonight? I could use an extra pair of hands." his wife asked with another beaming smile, she must really love life to smile this damn much.
"Sure - I'm not much of a cook though . . . "
She dismissed me by waving her hand, "I'm a good teacher." I watched as Jacob placed a single kiss on her forehead before leaving us in the kitchen.
"So," I started. "What are you cooking?"
She smiled and went to the fridge, pulling out assortments of meats, veggies and things to make bread of some sort. "The whole nine yards," she replied with nothing but a scowl, "The guys eat a lot. You probably will too, the heat from your body burns off the food quickly." she said softly.
"You two have been married a long time, huh?" I questioned.
She smiled softly and nodded her head, "Around seventeen years."
I furrowed my brows. "Um, may I ask how old you are?"
"I'm turning twenty four in a few months," She replied without looking up from where she was pulling out pans to put the meat in.
My jaw dropped, "Excuse me?"
She let out a tinkling laugh, "I should probably mention that I'm half vampire, half human. A hybrid. Weird - I know. I fully matured at seven, and I've looked like this ever since." She looked up and met my wide eyes. "Oh don't look like you just got hit by a bus, it's one of the less abnormal things you'll soon face with being a wolf." she offered casually.
I let out a single nervous laugh, "That - that sounds just dandy." I replied sarcastically.
Dandy, indeed.
