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Chapter 4:

Secrets Revealed

I could see Lizzie hiding behind a big oak tree, she was following me and I didn't know why.

"Lizzie? Why are you here?!" I screamed and she heard but she didn't answer my question. She took off running, and for a human she was pretty fast, actually she was really fast for a human.

I might as well follow her, but I might want to slow down when I run or else, she will be suspicious, if she's not already. I saw her take off down the street, and it looked as if she was mumbling some words, and then she vanished. She wasn't there anymore, I really watched her vanish out of thin air. What in the hell? Maybe, just maybe I'm seeing things. Or what if she's not human? Nah, Edward would have figured that out somehow, I'm probably just seeing things.

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I walked into my house expecting and hoping to find Leah upstairs mumbling to herself and my mom sitting on the couch with the remote in hand. I entered the living room and found my mom wasn't home, she must be at Charlie or Billy's house. I went ahead and walked upstairs hoping to find Leah in her room, but the door was still wide open and everything untouched except for her bed and I also found a note. In her note she explained that she wouldn't be home for a week or two and that mom would explain later. I wish she wouldn't leave me out of the loop but that's not uncommon. Now a days, I'm normally the last one to find out whats happening. I went ahead and took one last look at her room. It had lime green walls and a walk in closet. She had purple curtains and a purple bed spread. There was a white dresser in the corner and everything else was just unnecessary junk.

I went to go into my room when I saw my bedroom door shut. I always leave it open. I opened my door to find...Lizzie sitting on my bed as if she lived here. For the first time I actually noticed what she was wearing. She had a white tank top on and blue jeans. Her hair was pulled into a low ponytail with some loose strands of hair drifting in front of her face. She wore a necklace that had a cross on it which she held on to when she was nervous. She was rather stylish, in my opinion. She had a watch on. Her ears were pierced and she had pearl earrings on, which highlighted her skin color. She had a sort of russet skin color like me, but a little less.

"Nice room, but it's just a little messy." she said acting as if there was a simple explanation as to why she was in my room. She walked her way over to my open window and looked out, as if she heard someone call her name.

"Thanks but-" She put her hand up signaling me to stop. For a minute I looked behind me thinking I heard my mom come in. I went to go stand by the window but once again I was stopped by Lizzie. When she touched my arm I could feel the coolness of her skin. She was cold ,but no where near as cold as vampires but not as warm as most humans. She stopped and looked up at me through her eye lashes. It made me want to hold her so she wouldn't be afraid.

"Don't worry about how I got in here, but I am here because I need to talk to you." She starred at the floor as if she was still afraid to look up, I wish she wouldn't do that. She was still holding my arm, and I could feel a current going through me, it made me want to shudder but I liked it.

"Ok, what do you want?" I said it in a way which sounded rude, and I didn't want it to come out that way. She sighed and looked up at me. Her eyes looked as if she was asking for forgiveness. I could see a tear trickle down her cheek, she was scared. I went to wipe the tear off her cheek but instead she grabbed my hand and looked at me as if she was confessing to a murder.

"I-i know everything about you, the Quileutes, and the Cullens." She knows! How did I let this happen? If she tells anyone we're screwed.

"How do you..." I gave up mid sentence not knowing how to address and keep her from running away in terror. It was obvious she wasn't lying, she really knows. I could feel her step closer to me, her body only an inch or two from mine. It seemed as if she was trying to comfort me, while confessing what she knows. I kept wanting to hug her but I didn't want to push it. I could feel her rubbing her hand along my arm, it was very soothing which didn't help me at all when it came to keeping my hands to myself. I wanted to tell her its ok and that I will never hurt her. I just don't know how.

"I can't explain it right now but I know everything about you and the pack. I know your shape shifter and you are called the Protectors. I know the Cullens are vampires but they don't hunt humans. Trust me when I say I know everything about you." She started sobbing, she's not scared of me, she's terrified of me. I wish I could show her that I would never hurt her, even if it meant hurting myself.

This has been the worst and weirdest day ever, so far. It seems like its getting worse every second. Most of all though, I just figured out I would die for Lizzie or in other words, I've imprinted on her.