The ride home seemed short. We went down the familiar street towards my home. It's only a one story house but very cozy. My house is surrounded by many trees which make it kind of hidden. They all trail down into the woodsy parts of La Push. That's my favorite thing about it. We have 4 bedrooms but after my two older sisters moved out, it's been only me and my dad.
The car came to a stop, which made my thoughts drift away. I got out of the car real quick, making sure not to wake up Em. I removed the wheelchair from the back and helped my dad in it. He took it from there and rolled on inside the house. I wonder how he got to school in the first place. Maybe I'll ask him later. I went back around to where I was sitting before and picked up Em. I shoved the door closed with my back and headed on inside.
"Let her rest in your room," my dad said as soon as I walked in. I nodded and proceeded. I placed Em in my bed, careful not to wake her up. She shivered slightly when I pulled the covers over her but she never woke. With that, I softly kissed her forehead and headed towards the living room. I left the door to my room cracked open slightly. Just in case.
There was some noise coming from the kitchen as I came closer. It was just my dad. He was fumbling around with some pots and pans. Obviously, he was trying to make something to eat. He's not much of a cook though. Most of the time we just eat what appeals to us. It works best.
"So… care to tell me what happened?" He asked while his head was poked in the fridge, deciding on what to make. "Um, well, I'm not so sure," I finally spoke up. "O, really?" he looked at me with his eyebrows raised. "It's kind of a long story," I added. "Well, I'm listening," he stated.
"It all happened at lunch. Em, Quill, Embry, and I were just hanging out. We asked Em if she could bring some of her friends over to sit with us. From what we could see, she went to go talk to them and they got up and left. I'm probably sure they agreed to come but anyways, she was sitting alone and Paul walked up to her-"
"Paul? That senior that hangs out in Sam's group?" he interrupted. "Yes. That Paul," I told him annoyed. "Good kid," he added. I snorted, "Yeah, right. Anyways, can I continue?" "Ok, sorry."
"We saw him talk to her but she tried to go away. Then for some reason Sam showed up and he told her something. Next thing we know, she's crying so we walked over to see what was wrong. Sam decided to leave along with Paul and Jared. I asked Em what happened and-," I hesitated. "Well, go on," my dad said impatiently. "Dad… Emi's mom died," I shuddered at having to say that. "What? How?" he asked. "Sam said it was an animal attack."
He sat still for a moment then looked at me with wide eyes. For some reason he looked scared, like he knew why it happened or something. "I had just talked to her mom this morning too," he said still in shock. "I know. I'm just worried about Em though," I said. "Well, when she wakes up, tell her she'll be staying here with us. No excuses," he gave me a smile and I returned it. "I'm sure she'd like that," I told him.
It started to rain and then we heard the sound of a truck outside. Embry and Quil walked in shaking off some of the rain and laughing about something. Maybe Embry was making jokes again. I glared at them and that made them quiet down. My dad laughed nervously.
"So how's Em?" Quil asked. "She's in my room sleeping," I replied. "When do you think she'll wake up?" asked Embry. "I don't know," I shrugged. "Hey if you boys want, you can crash here tonight," my dad said, interrupting our little conversation. "Awesome," Quil and Embry practically yelled. I rolled my eyes and had to remind them that Em was still sleeping. They gave looks of apology but I could still see they were excited. Good thing today's Friday.
Around dinner time, dad gave up trying to cook and ordered pizza. His exact words being: "You know what boys? I'm ordering pizza cuz I can't cook for shit." He left us the money for the pizza on the counter and then he rolled to the living room to watch TV. I don't know but he's been acting weird since he found out what happened to Emi's mom.
After that we just sat down to watch the sports channel. Well, mostly my dad and it was football. But we would occasionally cheer when our favorite team made touchdowns. Most of the evening we just watched TV or talked about the weird but funny things we do/did.
As usual, my dad dozed off and for what seemed like awhile, I looked at the time. It read, 8:46p.m. Embry had to go to the bathroom and Quil was still watching TV. With that, I walked to my room to check up on Em.
She was still asleep. Her body stretched across my bed and she was snoring slightly. I chuckled a bit and walked back to the living room.
"Anything?" Quil asked, as he noticed I came from my room. "Nothing but she's snoring though," I smiled. "Really?" Quil asked as he walked to my room in interest. Embry caught up with us. "What's goin on?" he whispered. "Em's snoring," Quil answered.
Him and Embry poked their heads in the room. They closed it and began laughing as we walked back to the couch.
"I'm so gonna get her on that one when she wakes up," Embry said, smiling. "Yeah but I still don't think she'll be in the mood for being made fun of," Quil told him. "Guess you're right," Embry shrugged.
We all turned our attention back to the TV. We flipped the channels, trying to find something good to watch. They were giving Friday Night Smackdown, so we watched a bit of it. Embry started whistling when the Divas came out. Me and Quil just laughed at him.
When it was over, we finally decided to catch up on some sleep. Embry and Quill were knocked out in no time. I drifted asleep for awhile but found it quite troubling. I think it's because I'm anxious for Em to wake up. Then I could tell her the news about her being able to live with us for awhile. Maybe that'll make her feel better.
I looked at the time. 12:03a.m. I was so bored. My dad was still in his wheelchair sleeping. I woke him slightly and brought him to his room so he could sleep. He thanked me and fell into a deep sleep, again.
I headed back to the kitchen. My throat was kinda dry so I grabbed a glass of water. I gulped it down in a matter of seconds. I noticed how thirsty I was and had another. As I headed towards the couch I heard a loud thud followed by some groaning.
BILLY POV
After Jacob told me how Emma's mother died, I couldn't help but feel… alert. That wasn't any animal attack. Supposedly the same attack the claimed Sarah's (A/N: I don't know what Jacob's mom's name is. But I think it's right. If it's not then please bare with me) life 11 years ago.
Jacob and the girls still think their mother died in a "car accident" and that it's the reason I am confined to a wheelchair but it's not. If Emma's mother died for the reason I think she did, then the curse has been uplifted. But it's too soon to tell. This can only mean that he's back for revenge and that Jacob is ready. Things will happen. Soon.
I shouldn't worry about these things now. I'll figure things out later. And with that known, I let sleep overtake me.
