OK so we are going to start to see just how much zeke's intelligence allows him to deduce, All while tradgedy looms on the horizion
I Wish the Real World Would Just Stop Hassling Me
I rode my motorcycle to school despite the rain, to be honest I could probably drive it better in the rain than in the sun shine. I pulled into the parking lot to see Emmett Cullen fighting like twenty guys, he was doing fine by himself but more people were joining the opposition and he would soon be overwhelmed. This fight was deffinately not my problem but I still felt compelled to help him out so I jumped in the middle of the ring that was beginning to form and put my back to Emmett's.
"I appreciate the gesture but I really can handle it" Emmett said
"Sorry," I said "but I know this gang they owe me for the scar on my face"
He shrugged and all hell broke loose. After twelve years of martial arts training I was a good fighter, like MMA good, but I might as well have been 5 year old trying to kick a soccer ball compared to Emmett. He fought like a grizzly bear and for every guy I took down Emmett took down ten more. His assailants must have realized that they were outmatched even though they had us outnumbered, because they began to retreat.
Emmett turned to face me as the last of them fell back and began laughing, I joined in. The laughter suddenly ceased.
"Oh," he said "you're bleeding"
I looked to where he was pointing and sure enough I had a big gaping cut on my shoulder. I shrugged.
"Good thing I have sewing first thing in the morning. Your sister will finally get to see how good I am at performing a suture"
He eyed me quizzically, before laughing "You're going to need to tell me which one"
"Bree." I laughed back.
"Well, I think Bree is going to have to miss out because that cut is way too big for you to do yourself. Come on I'm taking you to my place so Carlisle can look at it"
I looked at my wound again and realized that he was right, the cut grazed the main artery in my arm I was definitely going to need a doctor. I was also concerned it might have partial hit the radial nerve.
"Lead the way" I said as I went to mount my Harley
"Like hell, you're driving" chimed a new voice. I spun on to face the voice and found myself face to face with Bree. "And Emmett" She continued "you could have at least applied a make shift bandage to ease the situation"
The way she said "situation" made me suspect that there was something I didn't know about.
She sighed and ripped the hem of her shirt, holding her breath she tied the band across the cut. I guess she doesn't like the smell of blood. After she was done, she told Emmett to go to class and she'd take me to her place, citing that we'd both miss the same class as her reason. Emmett just shrugged and walked off.
"Thanks" I said "I think it hit the radial nerve"
She seemed surprised by this as she drove.
"Oh" she said "What else do you know?"
"About what" I asked
"Well you have pretty good medical knowledge; I guess I'm just curious about how observant you are."
"Let's see… You seem to have an aversion to scent of blood, you are also freezing cold to touch, also you disapprove of Emmett's need to constantly be in a fight, and are disappointed I was dumb enough to follow him into this fight, you may or may not know a lot about motorcycles, and you always show up whenever I'm in trouble"
"Wow" she murmured with some concern "to clarify I know a lot about motorcycles. How on earth did you come across a WWII era Harley?"
"It was my grandpa's. He served." I stated nonchalantly
"I see" she said "I ride a Dacotti"
"Sweet. We need to go riding together some day" I froze did I just ask her out on a date?
A smile lit up her face "Did the "Heart Break Kid" Zeke Hawk just ask me out" she teased.
I caught the wrestling allusion right away, "I believe he did" I said "and if your not down with that I got two words for ya"
She laughed her beautiful bell chime laughter again "You watch too?"
"Hell Yeah" I said quoting Hall of Famer Stone Cold Steve Austin "So I guess we have a date"
She seemed to be warring with her self for just a moment before answering, "Yes, Yes we do but first Carlisle has to make sure you don't bleed out before that"
I didn't realize we had pulled up to the Cullen's… mansion? It was so much more like a palace. It was constructed completely out of stone, the front arch way was gray granite and the rest of the house was a darker gray of some other stone, the entire house looked bigger than the white house. It resembled a multi story falling water. We pushed through the front door only to be greeted by Mrs. Cullen. She resembled all of the Cullen ladies vaguely which was odd because they were all adopted, she also looked barely older than them.
"Hello Mrs. Cullen" I said "Sorry for dragging Bree out of school, she insisted on taking me here to get checked out by your husband, after I got hurt backing Emmett up in fight this morning."
I wondered what she thought of me, I didn't exactly look like the kind of boy mothers want there daughters going on a date with. I had numerous scars that seemed to make me more handsome, but I always wore a leather jacket and torn up jeans, you add that with the long hair I kept in a ponytail as homage to Shawn Michaels, and my Harley, and you got the stereotype for trouble. Once again I was surprised by a Cullen lady because she was smiling at me.
"Mrs. Cullen is my mother in-law, please call me Esme."
"Oh. Ok… Esme. I'm Zeke"
"Nice too meet you, Zeke. You didn't need to defend Emmett he can handle himself"
"He was out numbered and I wasn't going to let him fend for himself in that situation, It wouldn't have been right"
"Still you got hurt because of it, what are your parent's going to say?" she fussed
I remained silent as an icy claw gripped at my heart.
"I'm an orphan" I said quietly "My brother is my legal guardian"
"I am so sorry, I didn't know" She apologized as she pulled me into a hug. She was freezing like Bree, but I put my suspicions aside. "Anyway you really do need to see my husband I shouldn't have kept you here you must be in pain. Bree will show up to his office he's off today."
"Thank you I'm sorry to bug him on his day off, but it might have hit the artery or radial nerve, and I can't stitch those back together"
She laughed, it also reminded me of wind chimes but didn't keep me entranced like Bree's does.
Bree lead me up two flights of stairs and through a narrow hallway before we reached Carlisle's office. He was inside doing paper work when he looked up seeing us.
"Hello Bree" he said and then turning to me, which made me nervous, "Ah Zeke, did you finally wizen up and decide to let a doctor stitch you up? Emmett called and explained" he added in response to my puzzled look.
"Bree why don't you go back to school" He added " Esme can just drop you off"
"Bree," I said as I tossed her the keys "If Esme's dropping you off you wouldn't mind driving my bike home, right?" Her jaw dropped and she bolted down the stairs.
Carlisle chuckled before saying "let's have a look"
"OW Son of a Bitch" I cursed, which was probably inappropriate espically since I had a date with this guy's daughter, as he poked my wound
"Sorry, but I need to get a good look." He said "It appears that you are very lucky, the blade narrowly missed both the nerve and artery. I just have to sew it up, and you're good to go"