Chapter Two-What Creatures Be These?
Just as Emily said, the guys got back an hour later, and a soon as they walked in the door, my face showed that something was wrong.
"Diane? What's it is?" Sam tried to put his hand on my face, but I moved away.
"Please, don't touch me." I whispered.
"Em, what happened?" Jared turned to her.
Emily sighed and handed me the chamomile tea she had made, "Diane followed you into the woods. She watched you phase."
"DAMN! I told you we couldn't trust her!" Paul was shaking so much that it looked as if he were about to phase again, just like I saw earlier. There were heat waves rolling off of him.
"Paul, calm down." Sam ordered.
"I would never tell anyone!" I was scared out of my mind right now. "I swear, on my life, I will never say a word about you. Ever!"
"How do we know you won't go running off to the closest news reporter?"
"Because!"
"What? Because of what?" Paul urged.
"BecauseI'mjustlikeyou!" I said in a rush.
They were speechless for a moment.
"What did you say?" Sam asked gently.
I sighed, "Because I'm just like you." I was looking at the floor, "I didn't think I'd ever find anyone…" I broke off, shaking with tears.
"Diane, honey, what do you mean, you're like them?" Emily hugged me.
"I'm what a lot of people would call a witch, or a demon. I'm a shape-shifter, but I can do a lot more than just change shapes. I can breathe under water, I control the elements. I can talk to animals, I can sing like a siren, and sometimes I can even connect with another beings mind." It felt good to admit it to someone.
"Why didn't you just tell us when you first got here?"
"Because I didn't know that I could trust you. I've never told anyone this before, not even my family. I had to keep this a secret all my life."
"Damn, Paul. And we thought it was a pain keeping the secret starting at sixteen. Wait, how old are you?" Jared never ceased to be funny.
"I'll be sixteen on October 31st."
"You're a Halloween baby?" I nodded, "Awesome, I'm a New Year's baby." Sam laughed, "Paul, lighten up on the girl."
Paul looked…no, glared at me, and I shrunk away from him.
"Is that true?" he asked me, again, I just nodded.
"Paul, come on, man." Jared piped up, "She's been traumatized enough today, why don't we just go home, take a looooong nap, come back tomorrow, then see how she's doin'? How's that sound?"
"I guess that would be ok. But, Sam, you'd better tie her to her bed until you and Em wake up tomorrow morning."
"Paul!" Emily chastised him, "I very much doubt Diane is going to running away in the middle of the night when she's one of us."
"She is not one of us." He growled, "She is a freak that is has a problem a little like us." I was hurt by his response.
"Tie me down to the bed if you want to. But remember this: if the situation were reversed, I would trust you enough, though I hardly know you, that I would leave you alone for the night. You can be sure that all I will be doing is thinking about what has transpired in my rather eventful first day here." I could tell that, even though I was nowhere near as big, nor as strong as him, he was taking my words and slowly digesting them as if trying to figure out what I meant.
"Okay," Jared slid between us, "I'd love to stay and chat, but my mom is expecting me home in about ten minutes, so…could one of you give me a ride?"
"Sure." Was the first word out of my mouth, though I had just promised that I wouldn't run away, "I mean, if you would let me."
"You know how to drive?" Emily's scarred face was contorted with confusion.
"Yes. My dad taught me how to drive stick-shift when I first turned fifteen. After that, I would drive my friends' cars if they weren't allowed to."
"Well then, I see no reason why not. Sam?" Emily's voice dropped to a whisper, but I could still hear her, "Should we let her go? I mean…do you trust her enough not to steal our truck?"
"I trust her not to trick
us. If she's just going to drop Jared and Paul off, then I won't object." His voice became normal again, "As long as you don't run off with the car, then I don't have a problem with- oof!" he wasn't able to finish his sentence, because just as he was about to, I hugged him.
"Thank you. I promise I'll come straight back after I drop the guys off. Besides, I want to hear more about your gifts."
"Alright, let's go before I change my mind about letting you drive me home." Paul dragged me away from Sam and out the door.
"Hey! Let go of my shirt before you tear it!" I was being dragged backward by a werewolf…just great.
After giving me directions to their houses and a nasty warning from Paul, I drove back to my new home and went inside. But, as Paul had suggested, they tied me down on my new bed…
"It's just as a precaution. If Paul wasn't so worried about you running off, you would have spent your first night here in comfort." Emily explained.
"I know, Em. Don't worry about me; I'll sleep like a baby. Even in ropes." I chuckled.
"Just holler if you gotta go to the bathroom, and one of us'll come untie you. Got it?"
"Got it. Good night."
"Good night. Há-ch áwe." That was goon night in Quileute. Then I was left alone in darkness
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Time to sleep. I started humming my favorite song from choir class. The Lonely Sea.
I know alot of people are wondering about the Quileute words in this story, but let me clarify real quick.
Sam does not expect Diane to understand what he is saying, because he wanted to teach her the language. She surprised him with her knowledge of his language and I did with you guys, because these words are real words from the Quileute language.
Please understand that I wanted to give my readers something interesting. I looked for some words on the internet for fun and then thought of this fanfic. Thanks to everyone who has read it so far and I will have more soon, I promise.
Two R's go with this story...Read and Reveiw. :) Please do. I love getting messages about it and being able to know what you would like in it.
So, should I make her fall in love with Jared, Paul, Jacob, or Embry, or even Quil? Please and Thank you.