Chapter 8
Still Vivian's POV
Billy, Jacob and myself found our way back into the small living room as the mist had turned into a light snow. I would give anything to be in Domenica's head right now, we rarely see snow which she loves. It makes since to me for her to enjoy this weather, it happened to snow a lot that winter in Tennessee and that was the happiest I had seen her. I wish more than anything that Domenica could remember and Emmett too not so they could try to rekindle anything just so they could have that memory. I firmly believe that the powers of the universe have brought us all together to this beautiful place for a reason. Not only to reclaim our own lives, help to save our new friends but maybe unravel the past.
I must have been staring into space fairly hard because Jacob's colossal paw of a hand waved in front of my face. I blinked a few times before coming back to reality.
"Whatever caused you to have such a strong hallucination I want some of it." Jacob said.
I smiled, I liked Jacob there was a familiarity to him, "just thinking about things. Listen I should probably go I am probably wearing out my welcome here. Shouldn't the pack be guarding your house by now?" I asked looking to Jacob.
"No they are running perimeter so that if the unexpected happens, which around here it typically does, we will be ready. Besides I'm here." Jacob explained flashing his grin.
"I see." I nodded, "sorry to bring all of this down on you especially after the last ordeal with the Volturi."
"S'okay we needed something fun to happen around here anyway we were getting bored." Jacob shifted in his seat.
Billy came back into the room with a very old leather bound book, small strings were fringing in the creases of the spine. I did not recognize it at first but I soon noticed that it was the Black family history book.
"Ah Vivian you are still here, good." Billy smiled.
My eyebrows wrinkled in slight confusion, "did you find something?"
"Yes, it just drives my suspicions farther, I believe you are the daughter of Nina Black everything in your folder fits the facts that I have." Billy explained, flipping the book open.
"Daughter of." I thought, the words that I had longed to hear. I knew not to get my hopes up with any of it, it wasn't one hundred percent. Wait…Black…
I shook my head, "but it's impossible right? I mean let's assume this Nina Black is my mother, she belonged to a tribe with werewolves that detest my very existence. And since she is a Black that would make her your family that has an alpha sitting beside me. What she related by marriage, by blood, adoption? And if it turned out to be true what would happen?"
"A very interesting Thanksgiving." Jacob said, "I can see it all unfolding now. Hey Auntie Vivvie could you pass the me the gravy? Oh sure nephew just pass me the blood."
"Well my son has already imprinted on a half vampire so that sort of defeats your point also. The more the merrier." Billy laughed a little.
"Ah ha ha." Jacob sarcastically laughed.
I grinned turning to him unable to control my laughter, "he has a point."
"Whatever….Auntie Vivvie." Jacob grinned lightly punching my arm.
My smile disappeared, "I wouldn't be. Would I?" I turned to Billy.
"Yes to both of us actually would you like to hear the story?" Billy asked.
"Yes I would but just so we are all clear there is zero proof that I am her daughter." I said shaking my head.
"Dude whatever, this is the closest you have ever gotten to an answer right?" Jacob rolled his eyes.
"Well yes but that….."I began.
"It does mean something it means you may have found your answer." Jacob said, "it may not be what everyone wants but not all of us get exactly what we want. If a half vampire were actually blood related to this tribe it could turn everything upside down."
"The shape shifting?" I asked.
"Yup." he accentuated the P, "have you ever shifted?"
I shook my head, "never I couldn't anyway right? I think it would be pretty cool though."
"Well it is cool minus the voices in your head." Jacob explained.
"Voice?" I asked.
"When we phase we can speak to each other in thought, we can see each others memories and thoughts." he said.
"But it would allow you to coordinate." I said looking over to him.
"Yes it does but not when the memories of the night before come parading into the mix." Jacob stated making a disguisted face.
I bit on my lower lip trying hide a smile.
"Not funny! I do not want to see what someone did with their imprint." he shook his head at me.
I could not longer hold in my humor and began laughing I could only imagine the look on the faces as those images crept in somewhere between who would be attacking where and who would lead.
"Ugh! I hope you DO phase then you will not be laughing so much!" he grimaced which made me laugh a little harder.
"Okay, okay kids do you still want to hear the story Vivian?" Billy asked attempting not to laugh himself.
I could no longer breathe I was still laughing at Jacob but I shook my head wiping away the tears that had formed in my brown eyes.
"Isn't it kind of redundant to call her a kid when she is one hundred and some odd years old? I bet all of the little old ladies would love to know your secret."
"Oh yes, my father took my hypothetical mother from her home and family, had sex with her, conceived me and then I brutally murdered her. Lovely beauty advice, Jacob." I nodded.
Jacob shrugged, "you could make a killing off of that idea."
I cut my eyes to him only for him to point to my cheek, "your bruise is gone."
"I heal quickly you should have seen it ten minutes after the hit." I looked to my fingers, fidgeting with the string from my hoodie that now rested in my lap.
"You will have revenge in a few days." Jacob reminded.
I shook my head, "I do not want revenge for myself, it will not erase the past. I have made my own choices throughout this life and I only want to ensure that no other child has to live the life of a mere weapon. Which is exactly why I have to kill him."
