*hides from raging crowd*
I'm sooooooooooo sorry. Like, sorry doesn't even cover it! I had given up on this story but I had a sudden burst of inspiration so here you go!
Emmett had never looked so appealing in his life. I almost laughed in relief as I realized what this meant: we could win.
I knew I had to keep Mathew distracted for a few minutes so that Emmett could get rid of the other vampires and save the Cullens.
Discretely nodding at him, I turned my attention back to Mathew. "What are you gonna do now? Kick me some more? Please, I'm human. It's not exactly hard to hurt me." I rolled my eyes. "You're pathetic if you think that's macho."
He narrowed his eyes into slits and frowned.
He marched forward and leaned close to my face, as if he was about to tell a secret. At last second, however, he seemed to change in mind. He stepped backwards and, in one swift movement, had picked me up by my neck.
As I kicked my legs frantically, I tried to pull his hands from me. I was losing oxygen and I had already lost enough blood to be woozy enough.
He suddenly released one hand from my throat and held it in the air, and looked as if he was about to slap me, I cringed and leaned away from him.
The slap never came, however.
"You have caused me enough trouble you insolent human. Jason, come forth." He snapped his fingers in the air and waited for… what, exactly?
I stared at him in confusion, as his brows furrowed. "Jason, come here!"
I cocked my head and looked around, wondering whom Jason was. I settled my gaze back on Mathew's face and gave him a look that plainly told him I thought he was crazy.
"What the…?" Mathew spun around so that he was facing the Cullens and their captors. Only… now I understood what was happening. Jason was one of the evil vampires.
Except now, standing in the place of Mathew's minions were five beautiful, topaz-eyed vampires.
And they looked ripshit.
I'm sorry it's short but I'm tired and I don't feel like writing.