Krilaia: All of the reviews made me smile. I was going to wait to write this until Monday, but you guys inspired me. I wish it were better, but it was a hard chapter to write (this is the second take at it, too.) The next one will be more action packed.
I felt a throbbing in my cheek before Jacob reeled his hand back to take another strike at me. Bracing myself I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for the punch that never came. I opened my eyes to see two wolves fighting instead of boys. While everyone watched the fight I turned to the side and spit out the blood that had gathered in my mouth. Using my tongue I ignored the metallic taste as I checked to make sure every truth was there. They were, thankfully.
A woman approached me, a napkin with something dripping in her hand as she watched me curiously. She was beautiful, even with half of her face scarred by animalistic scratches. Her black hair was long and she had kind eyes. She helped me up and handed me the napkin, which was extremely cold.
"Ice." She stated, watching me carefully, "It's a surprise you're okay after that. The boys hit hard."
"Must be the wolf in them, right?" I asked, pressing the ice to my cheek. She relaxed a little, holding a hand out.
"I'm Emily, by the way." Emily stated.
"Reenie." I responded, shaking her hand. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, like things were about to get ten times worse than the situation was already. Although, it amused me with the snarls going on in the background how calmly we were having a conversation.
"How are you not…." Emily started, but the man from before interrupted.
"Emily, can you take her back to the house? I'm going to try and calm these two down and figure out what's going on." The man stated, running a hand through his hair. Emily smiled, a soft sweet thing, and nodded.
"Sure Sam. Be careful." She said, leaning up to kiss him. There was no doubt how much the two loved each other, truth be told it was a little nauseating. Emily and I watched Sam go off after the two wolves before turning to me.
"Well, let's get going until he can calm those two down." She said softly, and I noticed that was just how the tone of her voice was. Soft, and nurturing. Like a mother's should be, I supposed. Mine was never like that.
It took us about five minutes to get there on foot. Neither of us tried to make small talk. I wasn't sure why she didn't, but I knew my jaw hurt like mess. The ice kept it from swelling, though, so I couldn't complain about much. Their house was nice, small, but nice. It was obvious people lived there, if it wasn't by the occasional stain on the carpet or sofa in the living room than by all the gathered knick knacks around the place. It made me wonder how people lived when they weren't constantly moving place to place. Emily watched me as I absorbed everything in, and after a few minutes the three boys entered.
Sam was trying to restrain them, and it was obvious that the hostile feelings were still there. When Jacob's eyes landed on me, however, he let out a ferious growl. I hadn't ever really pictures these guys as wolves, but Jacob looked more wolf than I had ever placed him for. His huge, hunkering form looked down at me as if I were it's prey, and I had to fight the edge to hide away into a hole as I stared at him defiantly. Embry shoved Jacob shoulder and snarled before Sam separated the two again.
"Enough! Jacob, can you explain what exactly happened back there? You know pack rules." Sam shot.
"Do pack rules cover a killer?" Jacob asked coolly, and every eye turned from him to me as I sucked in a deep breath.
"What the Hell are you implying Jake!" Embry yelled after a second.
"I'm implying the fact! What do you know about her? Do you know anything?" Jacob yelled back, before Sam stepped in between the two shaking boys.
"Jake, finish what you were saying. Why do you think she's a killer?" Sam asked calmly.
"Because she is! Her whole family is! While she was here playing nice the rest of them went and attacked Nessie at the Cullens! They're demons, Sam. She's a demon, Embry." Jacob growled.
The room went quite as Emily gasped, and I could hear my heart thumping loudly against my chest. This had never happened, we had never been caught. Not once. I felt Embry's eyes on me and could see the pain, the want to not believe, the pleading to tell me it was a lie. I couldn't.
"Actually, if it makes any difference, I'm only half demon." I piped in quietly, I didn't want to look at Embry, but I had to. I met his eyes, the distrust behind them. My head let out a steady ache before I stood from my seat and reached towards him. "Let me explain, please."
"Have you ever killed?" Embry asked, his gaze turning to the floor. A thick boulder appeared in my stomach as my mouth went dry.
"Yes."
"A human?" He asked, voice strained. He was shaking, and I wanted nothing more to lie to him, but I knew I had done enough by keeping secrets.
"Yes."
It happened so fast. There was a flash as his propelled himself from the door a few feet away and the obvious sounds of clothes tearing. Sam said something to Emily and Jacob lunged at me. I took a step back, not looking up from the floor, and felt my body pull apart into different pieces. When I was whole again I was in my room, with my mind buzzing.
Embry hated me.
Everyone knew who and what we were.
Embry hated me.
My family had gone without me.
The last thought caused me to burst into a fit of anger. This was all their fault. If they had taken me Embry wouldn't know, or at least told me! I could have done something, and we wouldn't be in this situation! Embry would hated me…. They would pay.
I threw open my door and stormed for the hall, down the stairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen.
No one was here. That left only one place they could be. I found the Cullen's address on the kitchen counter and made up my mind. I would go, and I would fix this all somehow, although I wasn't sure how that would happen. First thing first, though. Fishing out some paper, a pen, an envelope, and some tape I stood by the kitchen counter and wrote out a letter. If I didn't survive this, which the possibility was strong, I wanted Embry to know the truth. All of it. Walking out the front door I stuck it to the door, with his name written on the envelope. Taking the paper from my pocket, I stared at the address and took a deep breath. I hoped this would work out somehow, because I wasn't sure how I would handle it if it didn't. If I survived, that is.
Krilaia: To make up for this being so short I'll add what Reenie wrote in Embry's letter. In the next chapter we'll see how Reenie fairs against our favorite(or… one of our favorite) vampire families. Reviews make the stories churn out faster (hint hint nudge nudge.) (if its underlined that she crossed it out, since I can't figure out how to do that one here)
Dear Embry,
I'm writing this because I'm not sure if I'll get to tell you in person, and you deserve to know. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to talk to me, I just wish you would show some compassion. I don't deserve it, but it would be nice.
No, I didn't tell you what I was. It isn't exactly like I can go telling the world I'm a half demon. Sure, I should have told you when you were telling me about your shape shifting self, but I didn't. We all make mistakes, and I am technically half human.
I want you to know we don't kill just anyone. My family and I are assassins for hire. We take money and kill people, generally only super naturals . You know as well as I do, though, that humans sometimes find out about what we are. And who do you trust than? The one who claims they won't say a word and the next day they are all over the tabloids? It isn't a risk that we take, as a whole group in the non-human community. They ask us to take care of it, and we do. We don't ask anymore than the information we are given. It's all I've ever known. It was how I grew up. Maybe that doesn't excuse it, I don't expect it to be excused. It's a fact I've had to deal with, and you should be able to understand why I wasn't jumping on the spill my secrets wagon. But know this, we have never gone out and killed someone for the fun of it. This is how we survive.
I don't expect you to understand. The way you reacted when I said I'd killed a human told me you wouldn't, couldn't, and might never be able to. This isn't something I take pride in.
I want you to know I never lied about my feelings for you. I truly do care for you, or else I wouldn't have been writing you this letter. It's still a strange concept to care for another person who doesn't consist of my parents or brother. Falling for you was never the plan. But I guess nothing went right with this plan, did it?
I don't know exactly what relationship Jacob holds with the vampire. All we were told was you guys might step in if it progress that far. I can tell you, though, that I didn't know anything about the plans tonight. I was sent to spy, I won't lie to you. Tonight I was supposed to be gathering information. That turned out exactly like that, huh? I'm sure they'd love to hear all about how we curled on the beach together and I acted like I was a normal teenager for once.
I don't know how tonight will play out, but I thought since you had been honest with me you deserved it. I wish it could have come sooner, maybe than none of this would have happened. Maybe it would have been worse. Who knows? I don't have time to worry about all of the "what ifs" I have my family to save. If I see you on the battlefield, I will fight you. I have no choice.
Sincerely,
Irinushka
