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"Vampire, im sure of it. The scent was sick and just plain nasty. "His deep voice had woken me up.
I had fallen asleep in Jacob's arms when we were at the beach and he decided to carry me inside and lay me down in his room. I had been awake for 20 minutes listening to Jacob whisper harshly on the phone.
"Look Sam, he touched her, I have a reason why I think we should tear the son of a bitch apart."
He seemed to be arguing and growling into the phone, I made sure to keep myself quiet and pretend to keep sleeping.
"If it was Emily you'd do it, right? Whatever, I'll do it myself." The phone clicked and I heard Jacob rustle around the room before walking out.
Vampires? Jacob had to be talking about a movie because vampires aren't real. It's a fact they're not, and im not on drugs.
Slowly sitting up I threw the blanket off my body and looked outside. It was getting dark and dad could be here any minute.
"Melly, you're awake! " Jacob made sure to sit next to me and grab my hand.
"Yeah, you were yelling. "
"I'm sorry, I …. Was discussing something. "Jacob seemed to fidget in his seat for awhile.
"I figured, ummm how long I've been passed out for have? "
"Less then an hour, you're dad is here. He's talking to Billy outside. "
There really wasn't a more gauche moment the right now.
"I should probably go with dad. "
Before I was able to pass Jacob he grabbed me waist and turned me to him. Turning my body toward his and leaving his warm hand on my side he gazed into my eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed strongly before he spoke.
"Stay inside for awhile, make sure someone always knows where you're at and please be safe. " His timorous exterior shocked the fuck out of me and left me only nodding and walking out.
"What are we looking for exactly? " Aunt Lisa had dragged me and Angela to Port Angeles for some crazy mom reason. I had nothing to do but I still hated being dragged to something I didn't volunteer for.
"Last night I had this vision of a brand new furniture set. This one was so beautiful it had to be fake but it didn't stop me from looking online. And the funniest thing happen, the same sofa in my dream was being sold for half off in Myer's. It's my only day to pick it up since I have the truck. " Aunt Lisa was waving her arms while explaining her dream a bit more specific to Angela. I stuffed my ear phones in my ear and ignored her. It was just a classic case of déjà vu, not a damn sign like Aunt Lisa said it was.
Finally arriving at Myer's Aunt Lisa sat and laid on her new couch while Angela and I watched her smile and brag about it.
"Mom, can Mel and I head into the mall and pick some things up? "
"Sure, I have paperwork to fill out anyway. "
Angela was always quiet and calm, it wasn't awkward though. She just knew when it was okay to talk to not to be fake and act all nice.
"I have to look for a new camera lenses for a course im taking. You want to come? "
Looking inside the camera store stood Angela's boyfriend Ben. It doesn't take an idiot to see she wanted some alone time with her boyfriend; Why she invited me then, I will never understand."
"Nah, im going to go grab a corn dog. Meet you here in 20 minutes. "I made sure to grip my sweater more tightly around my body while I made my way through the crowd of giggling teenage girls. The small little corn dog stand stood all the way to the farthest side of the cafeteria. It's line empty of any desired customers.
"May I take your order? "The pale red haired teenager's voice dragged on with its dullness.
"There's one thing on your menu. "
"We have fries to. "
"Oh really? " Being sarcastic comes in handy at times.
"Do you want fries with that? " Ignoring my comment he pressed away at his little computer and turned around grabbing my food.
Finally grasping the brown oily bag in my hand I turned around and looked for the unpreoccupied table. Turns out there were only one, and it was also off to the side. I didn't really care, I don't have anyone to talk to nor do I want to talk. I rather stuff my face with this magical corn dog and call it a day. Right when I was going to chew my corn dog a black gush of wind went past me. Inverting my eyes to the small dark alley next to the corn dog stand. The red exit sign's x flashing repeatedly. Looking around I saw no one else noticing the wind, but when I returned my eyes back to the alley there stood the same old man I saw just a couple of days ago. Dressed in a black drenched coat and matching hat, his beard looking as disheveled as the last time I saw him. His little eyes keeping me still for awhile.
Follow me…..
In an instant I shot up and made sure to take one last look around the cafeteria. No one was paying attention; no one even looked like they saw me. I began walking down the alley where the old man once was. I think I remembered his name was Roger. Walking down the alley I passed by movie posters and locked up doors. But roger was nowhere in sight. Up until I took a sharp corner I saw him walking ahead of me, his long black coat dragging on the ground and picking up trash.
"HEY YOU! " Stopping immediately and me following him, he looked over his shoulder and tipped his hat off to me but not before giving me a soft smile. He then broke off into a sprint down the hall and around another corner. Dropping my food and running as fast as I could I tried to follow Roger, no reason why I did but it was like I ha d no say to it. Like this was already planned out for me to do, I was just thinking while my body did it. Finally turning the last corner I came to a halt. The movie ticket booth stood in front of me ,a middle aged lady sitting there in here little red vest with buttons and pins waiting to give out purchased tickets. The two opposite walls were made up of 3 movie theaters each.
"How many? " Her voice was as cheery as my mom on crack.
I opened my mouth to speak but
The middle on the left! The male voice hisses din my brain and jolted my body to the right direction.
"You can't go in there without a ticket! "
I passed through the red curtains and walked through the dark tunnel of the theater. Walking up the steep carpet I was looking the screen. A werewolf and vampire fighting to what looked like death .Blood spurting out of the wolf's body and the vampire losing its limbs. No one was in the theater; all the seats were empty, floor covered in popcorn and old moldy soda.
Then right on top sat the bearded man, looking intently at the screen. I walked up the steps slowly and carefully until I mad e it to his row. I could feel my heart pumping, my palms sweating and my regret building. I walked over to him until I reached the seat next it him. My ass immediately sat down right in the seat next to him watching the movie.
"Werewolves are amazing creatures up close, the watch you're every move like a hawk and study you like a scientist. Cold ones are different, they play games with you, they tease you cold until they attack and snap your neck. Your kind though aren't werewolves, they're shape shifters. One must choose sides and remain on that side until the other is eliminated. You can't hop around or you will get hurt, or worse, one hurts those they love.
"What are you talking about? "My voice was barely leaving my mouth.
"Beware of the t dog. I'll take care of it; you must make sure to stay out of the woods for now on. "Looking down at me I nodded.
"You don't believe….
"I believe because he's my son. He was taken from me and changed; now he doesn't want to rest. I promised his mother I'd let him rest. … "
Before he could finish a bright light flashed on us, blinding me.
"There you are! " The old lady climbed up
"You cannot watch a movie without a ticket, young lady! "
"But he … "I pointed to the man but his seat was empty.
"Who… girl you must be on some drugs or whatever you kids do these days. No come on, let's go unless I have to call security to get your little butt out of here. "Getting up from my seat I noticed a small leather pocket book on the ground with a locket hanging out of it as if it was a book mark.
"I swear, just because you're young and pretty don't mean you can break the rules! Now hurry, and don't drag your feet! "She made sure to walk me all the way back to the food court and made sure to tell me I wasn't allowed to the mall's cinema, like I cared. I clenched the book tightly in my hand and made sure to keep the locket in there until we got home.
"He moves along the Canadian border looking for her. Every time I come close he runs as fast as he could. Don't know how I tell him he's gone and to just end it now. He's my own blood, or was. His mother would hate seeing him like this, but I must end him before my time. I must not break my love's promise, she must see her soon. If I don't finish off the job I am doomed. "
I flipped through the pages to what seemed like a journal full of notes and drawn out maps. My desk was covered in the light that was being made by the small desk lap I had. I looked over to my assignment board and watched the old rusty heart locket dangle from a thumbtack. When I got home I tried opening it but I couldn't, it was too old and rusty I was scared of breaking it. It wasn't mine to break; maybe I'll see the old man again. But what did he mean by 'Your kind though aren't werewolves, they're shape shifters. 'What are my kind, heartless and no future?
I flipped passed 2 pages with the heading of cold one and the other shape shifter. The cold one look like it held a picture but it was torn off, more liked ripped doff. The shape shifter one was drawn on. It looked like a big dog just laying down from a side view. His fur being super thick and brown. Around the small illustration was a language I had never really seen I spent the whole night reading it until I woke up to an upset stomach? I blew chunks all over the floor, but like usual dad was there to help me clean it. I had another meltdown about how horrible I felt treating him like my throw up maid and I fell asleep after all the crying. I didn't wake up until 3 hours later around 5 in the afternoon, when dad was in the music room working on a project he had to do for work.
"Dad is it okay if I go to Leah's? "
"Whoa, hold it there girl. You slept the whole day. "Dad held his palm over my forehead and shook his head.
"You had a fever an hour ago. "
"It comes and goes, so can I? "
Dad looked like he was debating with himself.
"Fine, but im driving you. I have to stop by a small shop there anyway. "
I ran to my room ignoring my father's questionable looks. Brushing my teeth and somewhat combing my hair I grabbed the nearest jacket and my rain boots and hurried my little ass down stairs; small little leather book in hand. I Made sure to grab an old purse aunt Lisa gave me from her hippy days.
The drive there was quick and fast. I practically jumped off the car and ran up the Clearwater's doorsteps. I kept knocking on the door until Sue opened it.
"Is Leah home? "
"She looked a bit puzzled at first, her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. But she composed herself immediately,
"She's actually out right now, is there anything you need? "
"Umm, you know what, no. "I shook my head and looked behind me. I waved dad off and he waved a hello to . Of he went.
"Do you know if Jacob's home? " Sue's face couldn't have been brighter. It was like my question brought her joy. Why would it, I was just wondering if Jacob was home. Maybe he could read the writing in the book. I do remember it looked a whole lot like a sign I saw in Leah's notebook a while ago.
"Well I'm sure he is. You should go check. "
"Alright, thanks Sue! " I hopped down her steps and waved good bye before I made my way down the street. The rain had begun to drop slowly. Usually this would piss me off but I really didn't mind. It was like the last couple of days and weeks, or just around the time I got here all my anger went away. Some of it, but the little things didn't piss me off. And somehow when I think of me being happy, Jacob's face appears. I didn't even know why, but every time I see him or think of him I get this goofy look on my face. One that I had never remembers seeing. Jacob's house stood right in front of me, but only a couple of seconds later I was right in front of the door. Contemplating weather or not I should knock or just go straight to the litter Native American town just 2 streets away. I pulled my purse closer to me and knocked on the door. It took a minute until Billy opened the door.
"Melody? "
"Hey." My wave was the most awkwardness thing ever.
"Umm, wow. Wasn't expecting you. Please come inside. It must be cold out there. Don't want you getting a cold. "
"Umm, it's okay. Can I talk to Jacob? "
"Yeah, let me go get him! " Billy was off in the quickness pushing him faster then I have ever seen him.
"You can go around back if you want! " He yelled turning down the small corner into Jacob's room.
Jacob's garage smelled dust like him, which obviously put me at ease. There was something about his small that had me in a trance. I walked over to his work bench and dropped my bag on it, making a couple of nails fall off. A motorcycle, a red rabbit and Billy's truck were parked inside. The hood popped up from the black truck.
"Melody! " I was whisked away off the ground and carried and thrown into a warm wall of muscles.
"Jacob. "
"You came to see me! "He had finally let me go but had his arms around my waist still.
"Yeah, I …. I came to ask you something. "
"What? "
"It's kind of very random and weird. "
"Melly, you know you can ask me anything. No judgment here. " His big smile brought out something in me I didn't know I could have. A giggle.
"Okay, but you promise you wont think im crazy! "
"Never. "
I walked over to my bag and took out the leather book.
"What does this say? "
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