[A/N: Congratulation if you are reading this, that means we have finally reached Chapter 10. Thanks for all the kind reviews, they mean a lot and without them I wouldn't be this far. You are the greatest bunch of followers and I appreciate everything you've said and done. Thank you :) Now on with the chapter...]
Run
Bella's POV
It wasn't long until I reached home. It was nice to be somewhere where I was at peace with everything, it allowed me to forgot about all that had happened, everything that was said and all the was done. I always tried to leave my emotional baggage at the door so I avoided arguments with Sam about things I really didn't want to talk about; sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't but it was better than always fighting. I liked peace and tranquillity at home as work was so stressful. I wanted to be able to have a place were I could relax without it being a place where I'd associate more stress too. That was the way that I liked my house, and luckily, that was the way Sam liked it too.
When I arrived there, most of the lights were on, my face lit up as I realised that Sam was home and still awake. It was sometimes hard living with a partially human boyfriend because whereas I could stay awake forever; never tiring although sometime I didn't feel quite like the case; Sam had to have a few hours sleep a night otherwise he would get mardy and grouchy which makes me not what to be around him. I smiled as I walked up the path and slid my key into the door as I let myself in. When I opened the door I was greeted by a familiar yet out-of-place scent; it was definitely vampire for sure but none of the Cullens or Eric, but I knew I knew it. I called out to Sam and he replied that he was in the living room; he sounded a little breathless but I didn't think nothing of it. I hung up my riding jacket and shoved my boots under the stairs before joining him only to find he was not alone. Sat in the armchair across the room from Sam was Pam, Eric's second in command and my make-up artist and stylist; she was the vampiric scent I couldn't place.
Something about the situation didn't seem right, sure I knew Pam, but to make house calls? I wouldn't say I knew her that well. Then she didn't seem right; she looked a little edgy, her hair messed up slightly when it usually was always to perfection and I'd never know Pam to take her shoes off anywhere, not even at Eric's place, but there they were on the floor next to her bag. Then I realised I was reading way too much into the situation and my mind was just going into overload after the day I had. She wasn't at work today, maybe she'd been partying but had to tell me something so stopped here on her way home and Sam had asked her to take her shoes of, which seemed more realistic. I was going crazy; more like I was being sent crazy by a certain someone. I let out the breath I was holding and greeted her,
"Hey Pam, what brings you here?" I asked politely as I went to sit next to Sam on the sofa. He kissed my head once I was seated, wrapping his arms around me.
"Just wanted to see how everything went at work and how you were, Eric was on the phone to me, sounded pretty epic," she replied, clearly sounding very concerned.
"I suppose you could say that, you're going to have to find Eric a new door and a plasterer to mend his wall, I punched a hole in it, sorry. I'm fine, work was fine too." I tried to sound unphased but the whole situation but it didn't work as well as I had hoped. "Did Eric tell you I'm doing a motown night tomorrow?"
"Yes, that's why I'm here, are we going the whole motown era clothing or not?"
"Whatever you'd think is best, expert stylist."
"Well, I'd better be off, better get cracking with tomorrows outfits."
"Ok, thanks for stopping by, Pam."
"Y'welcome."
Sam showed her out and came back then it was just me and him. Bliss. Alone time with Sam was always a precious, special moment. With our jobs and situations, things usually got in the way so when we had time alone it was always magical. Sometimes I felt guilty because Sam was giving his all when I only ever gave a fraction of what I was capable of. Most of the time I didn't think about it; I didn't want to soil the mood with my depressing musings. I put my feet up on the couch as he brought in a TrueBlood, putting in my hands as he lifted up my head; carefully placing it back on his lap. He stared down at me as I drank; removing the bottle when I had finished with it. He continued to stare down at me for what seemed to be an immeasurable amount of time when he finally gave in to the temptation to kiss me. This kiss wasn't needy or passionate or sensual...it was slow and loving. He lifted me off the couch and stood me on my feet. As he leant in his heart began to race a thousand times faster than before. His body language gave away that he was very conscious to everything around him. In that moment it felt like the world had stopped spinning and all was quiet. He closed his eyes, removing the gap between us, and as our lips touched it was as if the whole world had fallen into a thousands of tiny pieces; leaving only me and him. I gently put my arms around his neck, standing on my tip-toes so I could reach as he slid his arms around my waist.
That was when the adrenaline kicked in and the kiss deepened, becoming more and more passionate as he lifted me off the floor wrapping my legs around his waist. He didn't only kiss my lips, but he trailed kisses down my neck as I slowly tipped my head back in his arms, letting my hair fall back exposing more of my neck; feeling his lips explore my skin until I had had enough torture I pulled his lips back to mine. He pulled me tighter to him as he carried me up the stairs, into our room before dropping us onto the bed. He carefully balanced over me, allowing none of his weight to touch me, not that it would have made any difference, as he looked into my eyes with a smile on his lips while he told me that he loved me. Then his lips came crushing down more; fire and passion in his kiss; lust and need in his eyes and the way his hands roamed over my body I could tell that there was want there too.
Let's just say the rest of the night...and morning for that matter... was utter ecstasy.
It was midday when I finally decided to get out of bed; luckily it was a Sunday so I didn't have to open the store today. Besides my moment with Sam when I arrived home, my mind was still full of the earlier events of last night and as I thought of it the more angry I became. I stormed about of bed to the shower hoping that the warm water would relax me but it did little use. Sam had already left for work, Merlotte's opened at midday on a Sunday so I was left in the house alone. After my shower I threw on some comfy clothes, went downstairs and got myself a TrueBlood out the fridge. As I waiting for it to heat up I was pacing the kitchen floor, angry all over again. I couldn't seem to understand why he'd think he could order me around like he owned me; he had no right to. Then I realised I had broken my own rules by thinking about him. Why did he always have to fuck around with my life? I wanted nothing more than to tear him limb from limb myself throw them in a fire and watch the billows of purple smoke fill the sky.
I was brought back to reality by the sound of my microwave. As I drank I vowed that he shall do spoil my Sunday, not matter what he does or say, I will not pay any attention and it shall not affect me. I didn't have to be at Fangtasia until five to eight so I had several hours on my hands to do something with. So I made a flash decision and called Alice.
"Alice speaking," she spoke, he voice still sounded like chiming bells.
"Alice, it's Bella."
"Bella? I didn't see you decide to call, what's up?"
"Flash decision. Need a girly day shopping to cheer me up, your brother actions yesterday are still pissing me off and I need to take my mind of it before work tonight or I'll never be able to step on the stage."
"I never thought I'd see the day you'd want to go shopping freely, I guess I can thank my brother for that. Me and the rest of the family are disgusted with him too, especially Carlisle and Esme. God knows what he was thinking, I didn't even see anything until it was too late. Sorry about that. Me, Esme and Rose will be at your place in fifteen minutes then we'll hit the mall in Shreveport or would you like to go Monroe or Dallas perhaps?"
"Yes well sometimes your brother can bring the worst out in me. Yes, I can imagine they are, I can imagine that Em and Jazz are pretty pissed too, seeing as Jazz is always so very gentlemanly despite any situation and his behaviour would have appalled him and Em wouldn't be able to stand anyone talking like that to his baby sister," I laughed a little despite myself, "It's alright about not being able to see what he was going to do, I can imagine that was a flash decision too, after seeing me and my bike. Monroe would be good, never really been there."
"See you in fifteen. And don't worry about him, he'll be punished for being such an arsehole, I've seen visions of Em ripping limbs off."
"That's good to know. See you soon."
I rushed back upstairs to change into something Alice would think was suitable and stylish enough to be able to go shopping in. Alice will be Alice and she'd no doubtably come back with bagfuls of clothes for both me and her because she always hated the way I dressed. I never understood that, what was wrong with skinny jeans, band tees and Chucks? I always liked them, so that's what I wore, a pair of dark navy skinny jeans; a Beatles tee and a pair of new, blue Chucks Sam had given me for no reason in particular.
It was only moments later when Alice and the others arrived. Alice, as I previously guessed, didn't like my choice of outfit. She thought it wasn't very in with the fashion, and I didn't really care. Rose, as ever, looked stunning in what she was wearing; she could probably wear a black bin bag and still look fabulous. Esme still looked as motherly and beautiful as ever with her heart shaped face and caramel curls. After "hellos" and "how are yous" we all hopped into Rose's M3 an sped off to Monroe.
We arrived by one o'clock; Rose drives like the devil. That gave us five hours shopping time, which to Alice was nowhere near enough, she like to shop from opening to closing, it wasn't my fault that I was having a lazy morning, especially after what happen the other day. We started out at Perrine Bruyere, a French designer that Alice loved who designed the most amazing dresses. I bought a beautiful red dress with black lace pattern over the right breast and a studded bust jewel pocket dress which Alice thought would go great with my whole "rock chick" image. We stopped off at Gucci, D&G, Nina Ricci where Alice and Rose came out with bagfuls of beautiful clothes. Esme and I only had two bags each, she had a long evening dress in midnight blue. It was beaded all the way down, with beautiful designs across the breast line and it the ruffles at the bottom of the dress and strapless and it tied together at the back. She was telling that she need an extra special dress as her and Carlisle were celebrating an extra special anniversary this year. We all thought that the dress she had chosen was perfection for such an occasion. Other than the two dresses I bought from Perrine Bruyere, I bought one other from a small fashion designer based in Monroe. It was a strapless dress with a sequin bust, a metallic ruched panel and a high shine skirt, another rock chick dress said Alice.
We went to a quaint little café which was called Dazzle Me; it was a vampire café serving TrueBlood and animal blood with fancy names which sounded like they were meant to be cocktails like Trojan Horse, Tiger Temptation and Cheetah Paw. We sat down at the corner table with bottle of our favourite animal blood each. We talked about how things were back at the Cullen residence, how things were going at High School but thinking about just quitting and concentrating on their "secret" professions, I knew of Alice's and Jasper's but I didn't know Rose's or Emmett's. Rose told me that she was into archaeology and was planning on doing a couple of digs in Egypt and Peru and Emmett was thinking about going into Law, though he would have a study through College first, it was something that interested him especially with the Great Revelation he could specialise in both human and vampire law. When the Volturi still believed in secrecy, vampire law was none existent because they were the law but not they could not be so free about it so laws were made. I couldn't see Emmett as a lawyer, when did he ever take anything seriously? But I was sure he would do an excellent job of it when he put his mind to it.
After another round of drinks, we got onto a difficult subject; Edward. The rest of the Cullens were not very pleased and very disappointed with the way Edward had treated me in the parking lot of Fangtasia. Jasper had made a point of keeping away from him because he was so angry and thoroughly disgusted at the way he had treated me. Jasper had always been a gentleman, he believed that all women such be treated with the utmost respect and the way Edward had treated had hurt Jasper because it went against all that he believed in. Even Rose, Emmett and Alice have made a point of avoiding him, they tell me, because of the way he treated "their sister", that it was horrible and uncalled for after everything that he had already put me through. Esme told me that she and Carlisle were very disappointed in the way he had treated me, but could not do something as drastic as avoid him because he was after all their son, they had both spoken to him, telling him that they were disappointed with him, that he should think about what he had done and think of a way to apologize to me. They, however, thought I handled the situation very well, even though I was shouting and swearing, but they reasoned that he had put me though so much pain and then to act like that, it was well deserved. They already knew that I loved so they knew that telling to get out of my life, just after had had re-entered it was an extremely hard thing to do.
Many drink later and a few good laughs we left, only because the café was closing. I was quite happy to sit there for hours with my best friends and family and laugh and talk as if they had never left and we were always like this. We went straight to Fangtasia; Alice messaged Jasper, Emmett and Carlisle to meet us there, luckily no-one was with Edward so he wouldn't show up either. We all arrived at the same time, Eric was already there, I knew as the lights were already on. I poked my head around to let him know we were there and I went to sit with the Cullens at there usual table, as they always came every single night I asked Eric if they could have a table, he agreed. So we sat at their reserved table and pretty much picked up were we left off. Emmett told me more of his plan to go into law; he said he "wanted a taste of the power the Volturi felt." Obviously, I found this quite amusing as did Alice, even Jasper cracked a smile at his comment.
It was quarter to eight when Pam got in with arms full of bags. She looked just like Alice; her sense of style and her passion for shopping was the same as Alice. I had to get them better acquainted; maybe then Alice wouldn't want me to go shopping with her every five minutes. As soon as she stepped into the room she squealed when she saw me dragging me away, closely followed by Alice, who saw what was going to happen next; it was time to play "Barbie Bella." For five minutes they fought over who was going to dress me up and who was going to do my hair. They finally came to the conclusion that Alice would do my hair and make-up and Pam was going to dress me up. She pulled my hair up into some sort of really large bun, Alice said it was a beehive, and that it was very fashionable in the motown era. Pam had slipped on a a pair of patent, white heels and a white dress. The top was like a scoop neck t-shirt with silver sequins embroidered on it, the skirt was made of silk with a layer of thin nylon over the top, around the middle was a thin strip of sequins. It looked very pretty. Alice had attacked me with eyeliner and mascara as well as blush and lip-gloss. Finally after ten minutes of torture, I was finally ready. Pam had to go get the door and Alice said she was going to sit back with the others and watch my performance. I smiled and thanked her, then I was alone. I took a couple of deep breathes as I left my dressing room and listed my playlist in my head. I felt so nervous that night and I didn't know why, it felt like something wasn't quite right, I told myself that I'd have to ask Alice later.
Eric had just finished introducing me as I stepped onto the stage and saw him. He was sitting along tonight, on one of the table in a booth on the other side of the room to where the rest of the Cullens were sitting. I quickly turned my attentions away from him, smiled at the rest of the Cullens before finally speaking,
"Well, good evening y'all, as I said tonight Motown night, you can thanks Pam and Alice for the outfits, deciding I was going to look "authentic" when I sang tonight, so thank them not me. Anyway, on with the show, this is Reflections by Diana Ross & The Supremes,
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of,
The way life used to be
Reflections of,
The love you took from me
Oh, I'm all alone now
No love to shield me
Try in a world that's...
A distorted reality
Happiness you... took from me
And left me alone
With only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through each tear that I've cried
Reflects the hurt I can't control
'Cause although you're gone
I keep holdin' on
To the happy times
Ooh, when you were mine
As I peer through the window
Of lost time
Looking over my yesterdays
And all the love I gave all in vain
All the love
All the love that I've wasted
All those tears
All the tears that I've tasted
All in vain
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream that's lost
From the hurt,
That you have caused
Everywhere I turn,
Seems like everything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put
All my faith and trust
And right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
After all the nights
I sat alone on wept
Just a handful of promises
Are all that's left, of loving you
Reflections of,
The way life used to be
Reflections of,
The love you took from me
In you I put, all my faith and trust
And right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust"
Because of my peculiar "talent", I could still cry, something I thought was wonderful, as I had maintained a piece of myself, and I could express myself as I used to, and I was thankful that I still had this. As I finished the song a single tear fell down my cheek, too small to be seen even with vampire eyes, which was lucky. I knew I still loved, I didn't need the world know it too, it still hurt to remember the love we shared but there was much I could do about it now. I smiled brightly at the audience, falseness plastered all over my face as I continued with the next song, Do You Love Me? by the Contours. I sang a few more song before my dress change, this time Alice dressed and Pam did my hair. She dressed me in a turquoise playsuit with spaghetti straps and a large bow in the middle of the top and turquoise pumps. Pam had curled my hair into loose curls. Then it was time to go back out.
"So my next song is Superstition by Stevie Wonder,
Very superstitious,
Writing's on the wall,
Very superstitious,
Ladders bout' to fall,
Thirteen month old baby,
Broke the lookin' glass
Seven years of bad luck,
The good things in your past
[Chorus]
When you believe in things
That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way
Hey
[Verse 2]
Very superstitious,
Wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem,
Do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream,
Keep me goin' strong,
You don't wanna save me,
Sad is the soul
[Chorus]
When you believe in things
That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way,
Yeh, yeh
Very superstitious,
Nothin' more to say,
Very superstitious,
The devil's on his way,
Thirteen month old baby,
Broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck,
Good things in your past
When you believe in things
That you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way,
No, no, no."
This was one of my favourite Motown songs, I loved the beat of the musics, every time I heard it my hips would start swaying, me and Eric used to dance to this song together when he first opened this club. Funnily enough he could see I was itching for a dance partner so as soon as I hit the chorus he joined me, taking my hand, spinning me around in circles before we really started dancing. I could hear the crowd wooping and cheering, and a faint growl under everything but I was having the time of my existence and by the smile on Eric's face he was too. Finally, the song drew to a close and the cheering got louder. We both took a bow, I would have blushed so hard if I was human, I wouldn't even have been there if I was human.
"We haven't done that for a while, Miss Swan, I had a lot of fun." Eric said as he smiled at me.
"No we haven't, Mr Northman, I had a lot of fun too, how did you know?" I replied.
"Bella, we always dance together for the song, your hips call me," he laughed.
"Now, now Eric, keep your hands off my hips," I laughed too.
"Would I ever?" he laughed as he walked away.
I sang some more songs, Get Ready by The Temptations, This Old Heart Of Mine by The Isley Brothers, My Guy by Mary Well and a few more before I took my break. I grabbed a TrueBlood from the bar and slid up next to Alice.
"Liking the Motown? I think this theme thing is a really good idea, I wonder why I didn't think of it sooner." I asked when I sat down.
"Loving it Bells, it's a great idea, maybe you should do rap and come out looking like a gangsta," Emmett said, trying his hardest not to laugh.
"Yeah Emmett, why not, we could dress up in opposite colours and get dipsy hats and rap together," now everyone else was in hysterics.
"I like it Bella, we could do a time-line of fashion and music, going through the different eras, I'd love to see you as an 80's punk rocker that would be so cool," Alice replied.
"We're so proud of you, Bella," Carlisle said, "You have a beautiful voice, you make every song your own," Esme finished Carlisle's sentence for him. It must have been nice to know someone so well you could finish each others sentence, I always admired their everlasting devotion to each other, it was something truly beautiful and remarkable, something I wished for for myself.
I smiled at all of them, thanking them, and continued chatting about what the boys had been to all day, when my gaze went across the room, looking at the happy faces of my audience when I felt the glare of someone boring into me. I knew exactly who it was and I was going to acknowledge him, I excused myself from my friends and went to mingle with the others in the club, signing a couple of autographs and had my picture taken a few times. I was nice to know that they appreciated my singing, a couple suggested I write my own songs, that I could become a profession record artist, the only problem was that I couldn't write poetry or lyrics; fiction yes, emotional stuff now. But then again, I never really tried. I just finished talking to this really nice family who came in every day to watch me day when I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. If I was human my heart would have beaten faster, I began to feel slightly terrified that it was going to be the one person I had no desire speak to or see any time soon. I slowly turned around, praying it wasn't going to be him.
It was Sam.
I threw my arms and legs around him, clinging on so tightly as my lips found his. I hadn't expected it at all, a beautiful surprise and I was so thrilled.
"Miss me?" he said between giggles.
"Always. Come to watch me sing some Motown, I've a surprise for you, now your here." I replied as I kissed him on the cheek.
"Well I definitely stay now, seeing as you have a surprise for me. And I always love your surprise." he winked at me after his last remark.
"Naughty. Naughty boys don't get surprises." I shook my finger at him and he smiled. "Go sit with the Cullens, there over there. I need to go get ready." I kissed him before I climbed off him. I walked with him to the Cullen where I picked up Alice and Pam to get me ready. This time they dressed me in a very short, hot pink sequinned dress with a low neck and spaghetti straps, and hot pink heels. I felt utterly ridiculous but the girls assured me that I looked stunning.
I stepped back up onto the stage, there were a few wolf whistles and cat call; and there was a huge smile spread across Sam's face. I winked at him as I went to the microphone,
"Well, this is one of my favourite songs, I hope you enjoy it, I know someone will, this is Love Machine by The Miracles,
Oh, yeah....
(I,I,)I'm just a love machine and I won't work for nobody but you
(I,I )I'm just a love machine .............. A hugging kissing fiend
I think it's high time you knew
Whenever I think of you
My mind blows a fuse
When I lookIn your eyes
My meter starts to rise
And I become confused
My motor cranked electric goes
When I'm sitting next to you
Electricity starts to flow
And my indicator starts to glow
(I,I,)I'm just a love machine and I won't work for nobody but you
(I,I )I'm just a love machine .............. A hugging kissing fiend
I'm gentle as a lamb
I'm not that hard to program
There's no way that you can lose
Chassis fits like a glove
I've got a button for love
That you've got to use (push it push it baby)
If you look into my power
I am sure you can find out how
To turn me on just set my dial
And let me love you for a little while ooooooh
(I,I,)I'm just a love machine and I won't work for nobody but you
(I,I )I'm just a love machine .............. A hugging kissing fiend
La... La la la la..... La la la la.. La la
La la la la la.. La la la.... La la laaaaaaaaa
Push it push it baby, yeah......ah, ah
(I,I,)I'm just a love machine and I won't work for nobody but you
(I,I )I'm just a love machine .............. A hugging kissing fiend."
I got the impression at the end that the audience quite enjoyed that performance seeing as the response was immense. I had to say that was my favourite song all evening. I continued to sing I Heard It Through The Grapevine by Marvin Gaye, All Night Long by Lionel Richie and Tracks Of My Tears by Smokey Robinson. It was coming up to the end of the night I had the perfect last song, it was something that I thought was very fitting to my life and the people who knew me would understand why.
"So my final song is something only the people who close to me would understand, so this is Martha Reeves and the Vandellas' Nowhere to Run....
Nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
It's not love
I'm running from
It's the heartaches
That I know will come
'Cause I know
You're no good for me
But you`ve become
A part of me
Everywhere I go
Your face I see
Every step I take
You take with me, yeah
Nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
I know you're
No good for me
But free of you
I'll never be, no
Each night as I sleep
Into my heart you creep
I wake up feeling sorry I met you
Hoping soon that I'll forget you
When I look in the mirror
And comb my hair
I see your face
Just a-smiling back
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
I know you're
No good for me
But you've become
A part of me
How can I fight a lover
That's sugar sweet
When it's so deep, so deep
Deep inside of me
My love reaches so high
I can't get over it
It's so wide
I can't get around it, no
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
From you, baby
Just can't get away
No matter how I try
I know you're no good for me
But free of you I'll never be
Nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run
Got nowhere to run."
I bowed, smiled and waved to my audience and stepped off the stage. I thought the Motown theme went down well and I decided to plan some more themed nights. I slipped out of my dress and heels slipping on my tee, jeans and Chucks before heading back out. I was looking for my key for my bike as I walked down the corridor only to realise that I hadn't brought my bike. As I lifted my head, I felt a cold hand pulling at me. I turned swiftly, thinking it was Sam, to find the last person on Earth I wanted to speak to; Edward.
"What do you think you are doing?" I demanded.
"I want to talk to you," he replied in the same harsh tone but soon softened it, "if that's ok with you."
"No, it's not ok with me. What part of fuck off don't you understand?" I asked, getting quite angry.
"I understand it very well, does stop me from wanting to talk to you." he replied, I could tell he was getting annoyed as well.
"Yes I can see that. Just get off me."
"No, I want to apologise, for everything, now and then..."
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR APOLOGIES! SORRY MEANS NOTHING AFTER YOU BROKE EVERYTHING; INCLUDING YOUR PROMISE! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, YOU GOT THAT!" I screamed, infuriated at the thought of him thinking that saying sorry was enough to make everything ok, well he had another thing coming, because it was nearly enough.
He seemed quite shocked at me screaming at him but he seemed more shocked by something I had said, "Broke my promise?" he questioned.
"You heard me, "it will be as if I never existed," is what you said but you broke that promise, you never fucking left, you were always there, no matter what I did, you were there, a voice in my mind. And I hate you for it, for a while it was great, you were there, pretending like you cared, as you always did, just pretending but it got to the point where I couldn't have a normal life, because I was drowning in your voice, killing me slowly. I was glad when they came to kill me, it was all I wanted for a while but they turned me instead, and the voice remain. I finally got rid of it, and you show up in the flesh so here I am to make your existence a living hell. So back off Eddie, because I'm one vampire bitch you really don't want to mess with unless you don't value your limbs."
He stood there, dumbfounded, utterly shocked at me. We stood there for a short while when he finally tried to speak, "But..."
"I don't want to hear it understand, you broke every last piece of me, right down to my soul when you left, I will not, I SHALL not, let you break me anymore, not again. You won't use me, not again."
I pulled away from him, running from the building. As I left, I swore I heard the floor break as he fell to his knees. I jumped in the car to find Sam, smiling, waiting for me.
"I need to get out of here, Sam. I can't take him anymore. I need to get out now."
"I know the perfect place."
Welcome To The La Push Reservation.
[A/N: Thank you all for being so awesome, without you, we would be at chapter 10. So thanks. And thank you queenfrizz30 for everything, your wonderful review make it all seem worthwhile, you are fantastic! So, nice cliffhanger, welcome to the La Push rez, home to hottie shifter :D and Sam was nice enough to get her there. This can only mean one thing, more Jacob (you lucky Jacob fans). So thanks all, pat yourself on the back for helping me get to chapter 10. Love Emma-MasenCullen xx
P.S If you don't read the lyrics, please read Nowhere to Run, I put that in there for a reason, if you read it you'll see why!
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