When I got out of the room with my wrist in a cast and cream for my back, the Cullen's and Jake and his 'crew' (I taken to calling them that since they all acted like they were fucking gangsters anyway) where all out there.
"Don't these people know the meaning off piss off?" I questioned under my breath. "First I can't get them to listen to me, now I can get them to leave me the fuck alone. Typical" I huffed, a few of the gang members had smirks on there faces. "What the fuck you smirking at" I asked and they looked at me. I raised my eyebrow and then turned away, rolling my eyes. "And you 6, W.T.F?" I asked them and they all looked at me confused.
"It means 'What. The. Fuck'" Sam said. Smirking at the looks on there faces. I had to join in.
"For people who claim to be 'with the times' and can 'adapt' you really suck - no pun intended - at this whole modern thing huh?" I asked.
"Listen, Bella ..." Carlisle started, but Rosalie cut him off.
"Where's Edward?" She asked, stepping forward. I shrugged and walked out the waiting room, waving at Jenna, who had a smile in her eyes as she waved back. "I believe I was talking to you" she hissed. Five growls came from my side and I looked at them curiously and then my eyes widened.
"No way!" I said "So, that day at the beach ... It's all true" I said to myself more then them. I spun and faced the Cullen's, zoning in on Rosalie. "Listen up, because I'm sick of repeating myself for you gnat's. I. Don't. Know. Where. Edward. Is. Okay? Did I say that slow enough, to get through your twinkling little granite skull?" I asked. Rosalie narrowed her eyes. I spun to face the five wolves, well, the human versions. "And you! Your furry asses can give me a ride home, because I can't drive with a cast on, and it killed like a bitch to shift gear with a broken wrist. Victoria just made my life a cluster-fuck of unwanted events huh"
"You'll have to come back to the rez so Billy can talk to you" Sam said.
"Great" I said sarcastically "fucking fantastic, just what I need, some guy half my height in a wheel chair going all parental on me, super" I huffed as I walked over to my truck and threw my key's to the person at the drivers door.
"Thanks" he said, with a nod, and then I yanked my door open with a 'whatever' and if I'm honest, I could give five fucks from friday if he heard me. I did hear him try and muffle a chuckle, which made me want to smile. And just as I was about to get into the cab of my truck, I trip.
"Could this day get any fucking worse" I said, catching the seat with my good hand and pulling myself up right. "Next your going to tell me I'm pregnant with the easter bunny's baby" I said. He outright laughed at that one. "Well I'm glad someone finds this whole damn thing amusing, 'cause I sure as fuck don't" I huffed.
"You come out with some of the most randomest shit I have ever heard. And the amount of times your tripped walking through that forest, I'm surprised it's only your wrist you've broken" he chuckled.
"So your my wolf guide, a name to go with the fur would be nice" I said.
"Paul, the name's Paul, Paul Lahout" he said.
"Think highly of yourself don't you?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Why'd you think that?"
"You said your name like 3 times in that sentence" I snorted.
"Maybe I just like the sound of my voice" he shrugged.
"I'll say" I muttered.
When we got to Billy's I flopped down onto the couch and watched my wrist.
It was another two hours of putting up with the whiny little shits before Billy came home, Paul (my taxi until my wrist get's better) was the only one to not talk at all, no. He went all watchful stalker on me and stayed in the corner.
Billy rolled through the door, and looked for the guy's to me, to my wrist, to Paul.
"What did you do now?" He asked, looking right at Paul.
"Hey now! It was so not Paul's fault, if anything, blame Dr. Fang and all the other little leeches in the pond. If they hadn't have been there, these five knuckle heads wouldn't have growled, then that 'scary story' your son told me - which, if I'm on honest, wasn't all that scary - then, I wouldn't know jack shit, but surprise sur-fucking-prise I just have a way with the supernatural, don't I? It's like I have a dysfunctional lo-jack on me that makes a high noise, it's like 'oh look, she looks like her life is shit, let's go fuck it up some more' so yeah, big deal, I know, who am I going to tell, the new vampires in town?" I raised an eyebrow at him and all the guys looked at him, while Paul was looking at me with a smirk on his face.
"What happened to you Bella, you used to be such a quiet girl" Billy sighed.
"I got told I wasn't wanted, and then left in the wood's, it changes a person" I said, looking him dead in the eye.
"Just keep it a secret, okay, Bella, that means, no telling your friends, or Charlie, especially not Charlie" he warned.
"Scouts honour" I said sarcastically.
So, I'm thinking imprint next chapter, and maybe some lemon's ? Let me know what you think of this chapter, thanks :)
Lauren xoxo