After tearing into the driveway I sat in the car waiting for the gravel and dust to settle before exiting my car. Which allowed for thirty to forty seconds of thinking time; it didn't seem like much but it was like a life time for me.
Embry had imprinted something that was always in the back of my mind, at times I found myself wishing it would happen, until it actually did.
Who was she? Was she a little girl like Quil and Claire?
In an instant all the anger I could manage condemned my body. I started to slam on the steering wheel as hard as I could as tears fell from my eyes.
Instantly I shot out of my car and slammed the door shut with a good swift kick and started punching the hood. I'm sure I looked like a child throwing a fit in the cereal isle.
I wasn't strong enough to leave too good of a dent but you could tell something had happened. A shriek suddenly escaped my mouth with another punch and I'm not sure if it was in pain or in victory of getting the best of my car. I remembered my softball bat in the trunk and instantly moved to get it. Swinging my arm back the bat almost connected with the windshield as an arm grabbed my arm and pulled it back and a feeling of calmness washed over me.
"Khloe,"
Edward was holding my arm, but I knew the calmness had come from Jasper, my eyes scanned until I met his. He was standing on the porch along with everyone else watching the scene unplaying. Oh the Volturi were going to love this, watch the human girl freak out.
Immediately I let myself go and slipped to the ground behind the car, out of their sight for at least a moment. My cell phone started to go off in my pocket; the screen showed the name I didn't want to see at the moment a text from Embry.
I'm sorry.
Looking to the outskirts of the woods I saw Embry standing in the clearing just watching as well.
I shoved my cell back in my pocket pulling myself off the ground and turned towards the house not wanting to see him anymore.
Even though I hated to admit it I felt much better after the freak out but I wasn't a hundred percent sure Jasper wasn't artificially making me feel that way.
All I knew at that very moment is that I needed to walk past the observing vampires on the porch and get into the house.
No one had anything to say as my shoes hit the wooded porch, and when I say no one I mean everyone but Jane.
"I may be wrong but shouldn't you be beating the car of the guy, not your own?"
I wanted to beat her with a bat, her long blond hair in a perfect bun on top of her dumb head with her beasty red eyes.
She may be a bazillion years old but I made the grown up decision to ignore her moving into the house and straight onto the back porch, lying across the warm wood.
After an hour I heard the glass door sliding in its track across the floor indicating it had opened.
"I don't want to talk about it!" I offered up without opening my eyes figuring it was one of the girls or Jasper coming to check on me.
"Good, I don't want to hear about it,"
I didn't know that voice, or at least my ears didn't know that voice. My heart and my head instantaneously knew who it was; Alec.
"Then what do you want?" I moved my sunglasses off my face squinting in the sun to look at him.
"To be on the porch, is that okay or should I ask permission?" Venom was dripping off his voice, complete hatred. He sat down in a chair on the back porch close to my head, so close his shoe was in my peripheral vision.
I slid my sunglasses back down over my eyes taking a deep relaxing breath.
A few more moments of silence passed before he spoke again.
"I hated The Beatles,"
I didn't know what he was talking about for a moment until I remembered I was wearing my Beatles shirt.
But in that sentence I knew in my heart of hearts it was him trying to take my mind off of what had just played out in the drive way. He was attempting to distract me.
Looking up at him I noticed his posture loosened up at bit as he adjusted in the chair.
"They hated you too, they told me so!"
A smile spread across his face.
That was my way of saying thank you for sidetracking my mind, and he knew it.