About Time
Chapter 6
Seth's P.O.V
"If you guys want food, brownies are ready!" Emily called from the kitchen
Myself, Paul, Embry, Brady, Collin and Jared all ran to the kitchen, I was about to pick up a brownie when my phone rang, I huffed stuffing the bite sized piece of chocolate heaven into my mouth, chewing and swallowing quickly, before checking the caller I.D, It was Emma, a grin spread on my face, Brady and Collin made "Oh la la" noises and I flipped them off
"Emma?"
"Seth, Remember how I told you Katy has her demons?" she sounded stressed and upset, my heart sank
"Yeah"
"We'll there re-surfacing"
"It would help if I knew what her demons were"
"It's horrible Seth, I can't leave her tonight" My heart sank even further into my gut, I wanted to see my imprint tonight!
"So bring her" I blurted out, aww crap, the guys will kill me for inviting Katlyn
"Seriously?" She sounded happy, it was automatically worth it
"Yeah"
"Okay then, we'll see you at the bonfire"
"Excellent, see you then"
"Bye"
I hung up, mooching back to the kitchen
"What did dearest Emma want?" Brady asked
"Umm, Embry, remember how she told us about Katlyn not always being a bitch?
"Yeah" He stuffed another brownie in his mouth
"Well, apparently, something happened, and long story short, I kinda, umm, invited Katlyn to the bonfire tonight" I trailed off
"Seth! You know only Imprints, the pack and elders are invited, not complete randoms!" Sam growled
"She's not a random she's my imprints sister"
Jake came running into the house
"Guys look at this" he threw a newspaper down on the table, he pointed to an article on the fourth page, I leaned forward to get a better look-
Twelve guards killed; Prisoner escapes
Twelve guards were killed yesterday in a Russian prison, when a prisoner escaped; the guards appeared to be drained of blood, the prisoner has been identified as Yerik Tarasov, son of business man Viktor Tarasov, Yerik was imprisoned three years ago for reasons unknown to media.
The investigation continues.
"Vampire" Jared muttered
XxX
Emma's P.O.V
"Can you please try and be nice tonight Kitty" I said as Katlyn drove towards First Beach
"Im not always a bitch Emma" she said
"I know" I whispered
I could tell my sister was hurting, but I didn't know what to do, how to help
I was simply wearing jeans and a zip up jacket, with a scarf as well, my hair hanging loose around my body.
We parked in a make-shift car park and stepped outside into the chilly evening air; I could hear laughter and see a red glow in the distance
"Come on" I said leading the way, I was nervous, I know I hadn't met all of Seth and Embry's friends.
What if they didn't like me?
"I'm sorry for crashing you night" Katy said, gnawing on her lip- A tell-tale sign that she was nervous or worried- we shared that trait
"He won't find you, I promise" I grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze
"I'm so scared Emmie"
"I know"
We reached a clearing; there was a raging bonfire in the middle with logs surrounding it, there were four tables set up laden with food and drinks
Seth bounded up to me "Hey Em!" he grinned
I swear my heart managed to beat three times as fast
Wait, what?
I do NOT like Seth; there is no way in HELL that I could like Seth, I was just...happy to have a new friend, yeah, that's all...
I suck at lying, even to myself
"Hey" I smiled back "You remember Katy, don't you" I shoved her forward, giving her a meaningful look
"How could I forget" he said stiffly
She gnawed her lip again "I'm sorry I was a bitch to you and your friends"
"It's alright" he grinned scratching the back of his head "I heard you have a lot on your plate at the moment"
Katy whirled around to me "You told him" she said incredulously
"KittyKat, calm down, I didn't tell them anything, I promise"
She nodded and I squeezed her hand again
Seth coughed uncomfortably "So, you wanna meet people?"
I nodded eagerly, Seth chuckled and led me over to one of the tables where a woman was standing in the arms of a man, they turned around as we approached
"Emily, Sam this is my Im-Emma and her sister Katlyn"
When the fire light flickered across Emily's face, I gasped quietly, she had scars mangling her beautiful face, they stretched from her hairline to beneath the collar of her shirt, they made one side of her face into a permanent frown. The man whose arm was wrapped around her waist was HUGE; he looked identical to the other boys, tall, strong build, dark eyes, cropped dark hair.
The man holding her-Sam- tightened his grip on her waist
Emily looked curiously at Katy "You're the first person I have met not to react to my scars" she mused
Katlyn inhaled sharply "Let's just say I have some of my own"
I coughed noticeably; Sam and Seth looked at me oddly
"Well, it's lovely to meet you both" said Sam
I smiled and nodded, before Seth whisked me away again over to Jake, Quil and Embry
"Hey guys" I said
They glanced up "Hey Emma!" they chorused
"Oh, by the way Katlyn, we heard you apologize" said Quil
Katy nodded, squaring her shoulders
"Were all good" he grinned
Two boys and a girl were approaching us
"Hi, Im Kim" the girl said with a smile, she was holding hands with a massive guy, who put his hand out to me and introduced himself as Jared, the guy to the left of Jared stepped forward
"Paul" he said, shaking my hand, a smirk on his face
"This is my sister Katlyn" I pulled her forward, she tried for a smile but it ended up closer to a grimace
Paul's smirk grew more pronounced as he looked Katy up and down, she raised an eyebrow
"You can stop checking me out, I have a boyfriend and you're not going to get lucky"
"Owned" I heard Quil mutter, I giggled, Seth grinned at me, his chocolate eyes sparkling
I noticed Jacob was clutching something very tightly in his hand, he must have noticed my curious expression because he handed me the object, it was a newspaper
"Did you hear about that guy escaping?" asked Jake
I glanced down at the article he was referring to, my heart sank
"Can I..." I asked, motioning to the paper, he nodded handing it to me
XxX
Half an hour later, when they were sitting by the bonfire, Emma would not notice, the almost gangly, happy-go-lucky werewolf, watching her closely, a gleam in his brown eyes, that would quickly turn to confusion, when his long-haired, porcelain skinned imprint, quickly and discretely threw the newspaper into the fire, poking it under embers with a stick. He would watch her as she looked sadly into the fire, the glow from the flames flicking across her face.