( I do not own the Twilight saga...By now you've already guessed I love cliff hangers, and twists ^.^ I like to capture my readers. This chapter is longer than I expected. There is so much left to come for this story! Review, comment tell me what you think so far about Bree's new skill or insight into her human life?)
Chapter 8: Home Is Where The Heart Is
Finding Demetri was easy I walked the streets aimlessly my face covered the zip up hoodie that was in the clothing bag, and I just let him find me. I'd made it outside a little brown deco coffee shop on the back streets when I he found me." Alice told me all I had to do was wait and here you'd be." He said materializing behind me out of thin air. Sometimes vampire speed can be annoying. He'd taken off his cloak, and wore a black suit. Very sophisticated. It just reminded me of how much older this man probably was, decades, centuries, a millennia? I didn't know. Riley said young vampires were stronger than older ones, but by looking at Demetri I doubted that very much.
" So have you decided?" He asked his smile deadly. " like you've given me much of an option." I replied lacing my words with venom. " There is always a choice" No. Not there isn't No matter how I looked at it, either way I'd regret. If I didn't go and try and stop the Volturi I would forever wonder if Diego was really still alive, and if I did go I could find out Diego was really dead I wouldn't be surprised, but I could end up dead this time for real, and I'd regret not making my second chance worth wild. I owed it to Diego. I owed him at least that much.
Demetri moved around in circles. "So How-how am I supposed to do this?" I ask. If Alice could see into the future she would know after all she knew I was still alive, and that I would be hear, and she knew just what Demetri would say to make me join. She must have. " You see this is where we have a little problem." A little problem in a big plan can cause a big problem. "an-and what would that be?" I asked. " Alice can only see the future based but they are subject to change." so she could be wrong." And why me? I'm not anyone special." I wasn't I was an idiot who allowed herself to be manipulated. I felt like the puppet on the string Freaky Fred described me as.
Demetri looked like he'd been asking himself the same question. " you never did answer my question Bree. Has anything out of the ordinary happened to you lately?" My whole life is out of the ordinary. " More specifically do you know how to came to still be alive, or how you ended up in Canada when you were in Washington?" No I didn't, but If I did know did he really think I'd tell him. Demetri was still the enemy. "It seems" he paused. My guess is he was trying to phrase his answer very carefully. He was in front of me now, gripping my shoulders. " It seems that you have been gifted very greatly with a power most vampires kill to have." I didn't like his emphasis on kill, any more than the longing in his voice.
"Aren't you curious?" he prompted." Don't you want to know what makes you so special? Why I would bother coming here, and wasting my time?" I did. "Why?" I screamed his nailing biting into my shoulders hard. " Think" he said. I didn't get it what was I supposed to be thinking about? "Think!" he said again, and I did though probably not what he wanted me to think about. I thought of cave where Diego, and I had spent the day, and this funny feeling light I was being ripped apart like a million little pixels came over me.
Suddenly I was there surrounded by rocks, and stalactites, and water. I thought Forks where I had almost died and I was there on the battle field. The grass had grown over the scorch mark where vampires who I had known, hated mind you, but known had died. Then I thought of a place I hadn't seen in years. Home. I was there inside my old house, but it wasn't how I remembered it. It was much much worse. Sure it was garbage when I ran away, but in three months it had become dilapidated, and condemned. The wallpaper torn, and discolored, the furnishings missing. I flicked the light switch, but there was no power. The stairs creaked under my weights as I went up them, and into my old room.
My room on the other hand was same. It was perfectly the same. The same posters, the same desks, books, the same bed. " Bree?"A voice from the corner called. A sniveling ball of rags was all I saw. " Bree?" The rags asked again lift to reveal a mans head. Dad? Dad?. " Bree?" he was calling, clawing towards me." Am I dreaming?" he asked, his eyes dull and achy, blood shot from the drugs. I bent down, and stroked his hair whispering " ye-yeah dad its me." He moved into my touch tears streaming down his eyes. " Bree. My baby, my baby is home." As much as I hated him he didn't deserve this. I felt my heart breaking. " I'm so sorry. So sorry, but that your back we can be a family again just like the old times." No nothing would be like the old times, never again. He was petting my face with his dirty hands rambling. " We can, just like before, like before, before I killed your mother."
I didn't know if it was the drugs or insanity. " I didn't mean to. It was an accident I swear." he was slurring his words. " She just wouldn't listen to reason. She wanted to take you away and I couldn't let that happen. I just couldn't" he was clawing on to me, pulling me closer. The bile rose in my throat. "I just couldn't. I didn't mean to kill her. I didn't mean to." He was sobbing worse than before. Somehow I didn't feel surprised. I felt like I already knew deep down."Shhhhh it's okay dad. It's okay" I cooed soothingly. He let his head fall onto my shoulder. "I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to" he kept whispering. Then I put my hands on each side of his head, and looked him in the eyes. " it's okay dad. Everything is going to be okay." He smiled, and then I broke his neck.
I'm not sure how long I stayed there crying, and clutching his lifeless body. Could have been minutes, or hours, but I felt better. I felt like knowing what he'd done, had released something inside of me, something that had been holding me down like a weight on my shoulders. Knowing my mother had loved me, had wanted me, and short of dying was planning to keep me did something to me to. It made me feel like I was worth something. I reached into my fathers pocket, and pulled out his lighter, then tucked his lifeless body in his bed dropping the lit lighter over his heart. I walked down the creaking stairs, and through the kitchen out of the front door one last time leaving my past in the wake of each step.
Outside I thought of Canada, and Demetri, and that little coffee shop hidden away in a nook of the city and I was there again. I was disorientated. The world was spilling, and spinning, blurry, and all at once some part of me however small understood. Falling to my knees a clutched my stomach. If I were human I would have thrown up. Demetri was sitting on a fire escape waiting. " Now do you see?"I didn't answer. I was in to much pain. " Teleportation is a rare, and marvelous treasure that has never been seen in any of our kind.". Great so I was a freak.
Demetri didn't waste time. He was lifting me off the pavement, helping me move. "Where do you think your going?" A voice asked. Why does life have to be so complicated? I asked my self, and Fred moved beside Demetri to hold me up. " What are you doing here?" I choked out angry, and relieved at the same time, but mostly angry. Very very angry. "Your late." Demetri called to him. Fred ignored Demetri. " I decided if you were going to fight, you couldn't fight alone."He replied to me. Fred knew. He knew all along. He knew when he found me with Demetri, he knew last night when I was thinking on the roof, he This morning when I said goodbye. He knew I was doing this for Diego, and yet he was here with me." I could kill you right now ." I grumbled. "Yeah maybe later when you don't look like crap you could give it a shot.". Fred grinned never failing to make my heart skip. The cramps were getting worse. More, and more I was aching.
Fred lifted me into his arms eying Demetri coolly as if he wasn't afraid of him. " She needs blood." I more like a child than the super hero I thought I'd be. Demetri nodded. walking ahead of us. " Follow me." Demetri called over his shoulders opening the coffee shop door as if he'd already planned for this. I had the feeling today was going to be a very long day.
