Hello people, I've been gone for what? eight months or so? and I'm very sorry, I've been having less and less time to do anything and it isn't before now that I've managed to type down chapter 11. I won't be posting as often as I used to, but I'm going to try to post more often. Thank you for reading and commenting, I really appreciate it!
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- Emma
Chapter 11
Fear
OH DEAR GOD, this couldn't be happening to me.
My eyes shot open in horror, sweat bursting out of my pores and my breath heavy. I could barely see a thing as I quickly moved up in a sitting position. "Why
can't I stop dreaming?" I whispered fearfully to whoever it was that sat with me. it was dark and I wondered how long I had been asleep for.
"Shhhh," Emily's voice whispered, "It's okay Mel, you're safe, there's nothing to be afraid of." She soothed and her hand landed carefully on my cheek. I started to cry.
"I'm scared, Emily, I'm scared and it won't go away!" I yelled and felt my chest tighten again. "What are you scared of sweetheart?" my eyes went big trying to
find hers. "The vampire, Emily, I'm afraid of the red eyed vampire," I whispered carefully as if saying it too loud would make him come. My trembling hand found
hers and I squeezed it tightly for comfort, but Emily stiffened and opened her mouth in shock. "I…" she started, but the door to my room burst open just as she
was about to continue her sentence and Sam walked into the room with a man I had never seen before following him.
"What's going on, Melanie are you hurt?" Sam asked as quickly as he entered the room while I stared at the man behind him.
My breathing hitched in my throat as I took him in. his pale white skin, the perfectly shaped blonde hair. His straight nose, strong posture, stiff body. And I just knew that if I touched him, he would be ice cold. I didn't dare look at his eyes, I didn't dare believe it.
"Dear God get that thing away from me!" I screamed and slammed my body into the wall, trying to get as far away from him as possible. The man didn't even flinch.
"Melanie, he's a doctor, he's not going to hurt you, I promise, Melanie, please listen to me," Emily said soothingly while stroking my arm. Her eyes never left
mine and after a few minutes of her calming me down and me trying to believe her, to trust the woman who had sent me so many different vibes since I met
her, I finally managed to calm down. Together
The silence had lasted for a long time and I didn't know quite what to believe anymore. I felt like a lunatic, like a crazy woman and I was scared. How could I
suddenly believe in vampires? How could this mythical creature suddenly be so real to me? And why on earth was one standing in front of me? why didn't he
leave when I asked him to?
I felt the tears leave my eyes slowly, for real this time. It wasn't crazy, it wasn't a panic attack anymore. I was just crying, scared because of what I had finally
gotten through my thick head. A realization I had been dreading to have for many months.
"I'm sorry," I whispered after a while and wiped my tears away. "I…" I couldn't continue, but I managed to look at Sam with praying eyes. He had to tell me what was happening.
"I'm not the one who should be telling you this," I stared at him in disbelief.
"You're my brother, you're the only family I have left and I've might not made it seem like a big deal, but it is. You have to tell me, Sam."
He sighed deeply and a big wrinkle formed on his forehead. "I know Melanie, but Paul, he's the one who's supposed to tell you about all of this," as soon as he
said his name I felt as if someone had punched me in the gut. "Where is he?" I asked quickly searching the room, he had to be close.
"He's not here, I want you to get examined by doctor Cullen before anyone gets to see you," Sam said and took a step towards me. "That's why Carlisle is
here, he's the best doctor in town," I shook my head in determination, and managed to stand up from my bed.
"I'm not getting examined by him, whatever he is, I won't let him touch me," Sam sighed loudly and I took a step towards him.
"Melanie, he's a good man, I would never bring anything dangerous to you," could I trust that? Could I trust my, my brother not to … "But there is nothing
wrong with me," I protested and looked confusingly at Sam. He had to know that, one small incident couldn't be looked at as a disease.
"Melanie, I just want to take your blood and to a basic exam, there is nothing to be afraid of," I suddenly heard Carlisle say. It was soft and comfortable to
listen to, but my stomach gripped with fear while I listened. It was just like in the dream, alluringly and overbearing. But… maybe it was necessary, maybe he
could finally find out what was going on with me, whatever that was. Because I had never been normal and I did want to know why. "Okay, but Sam and Emily
stays," I whispered and looked up at Carlisle. I almost gasped when I noticed his golden eyes, and most of all the kindness they held.
He had taken the blood from a vain in my left arm. His hands had been cold while touching my body, pressing on some pressure points, checking my joints and
hands. Testing my strength and my eyesight. My hearing and the other senses that I knew worked better than with a normal human being. When he was
finished he told me he would call or come himself to give us the results and then, as if he had never been there at all, he left.
I had taken a long shower, thinking everything through and the morning had begun. It was still gloomy outside, like always in La Push, but it was light as well.
I wanted to talk to Sam and to tell him what my dream was about and I wanted Paul to be there too. But I was afraid he wasn't going to show up.
When I sat down at the couch hours after my check-up during the night, I half expected all the boys to burst through the door looking for food, but it was only I
and Emily in the house. Maybe the others wanted to give me some privacy.
When Emily came out of the kitchen she was holding to plates with food and no more, and then she sat down next to me. "You've had a though day, Mel, and
there's a chance you're not going to like what we're going to tell you, but it will all be okay," she said and smiled.
"I need to talk about it, because after seeing Carlisle I'm very sure that my dream, isn't a dream," I laughed a little. "Especially considering the fact that I seem
to remember more and more about it as time goes by." Emily made a face and grabbed my hand again. "It was strange for all of us you know, not to mention
scary! But I think you'll do just fine, whatever Carlisle finds there is no possibility of you being more retarded than the boys," I couldn't help myself when I
laughed out loud. It was the single funniest thing Emily had ever said to me. it spread through the room and I couldn't make myself stop. "Dear god, Em, that
was a good one,"
We sat quietly for a while, I listening to my pulse, and Emily with a thoughtful expression on her face. I wondered why she had agreed to me coming to her
home when they had such a big secret. Or, I didn't know the full extent to it, but I could guess that the boys weren't normal and that there was something in
my words about vampires. It seemed absurd and crazy in my mind, but yet so sane and believable. Think about it, all the young people who disappear every
year, or all the people who get killed and we never know why. There could of course be other answers, but I didn't know if they would sound sane, or right
after Sam Paul told me the truth.
"Why did you take me in?" I asked bluntly while staring at Emily. Surprise was written all over her face, and I explained further. "I mean, I was living in a great
home with people who loved me and Sam could have gotten to know me another way… so, why?" Emily didn't answer, she just stared at me with a serious
look on her face, and I wondered why she wouldn't tell me. "Was it because of the money? You have an old house and you make a ton of food, that must be
expensive." Her brows furrowed and I still waited for a reply, I was almost scared that I was right. That me being here was for the soul purpose of money.
After a tense while, she finally told me.
"Sam and I… well, we're knew to all of this, and I know you notice it, I know you've been through so many homes that this must be quite normal to you so it
probably doesn't confuse you anymore," she said while her eyes turned stern.
"And now you've just told me the most common reason for why people take in children." She closed her eyes for a second as I remained silent, she was going
somewhere with what she was saying. When she opened them again, they were pitiful. "Sam and I discussed it a lot after Anna's call, and it wasn't easy to
make a decision, I'm not going to lie, but we figured that if you were going to be somewhere, than it should be with your family." Emily smiled and leaned
towards me. I moved away.
"Family isn't something related to blood, Emily, it's something you make for yourself as time goes by. It's when someone cares so much about you that you can
yell at them a hundred times without them leaving or letting you go, it's when you care about someone enough to ignore the mistakes they make and not
punish them for it. It's spending time with the people you love." I took a small break while trying to find something to conclude with.
"Family is what you and Sam have with the boys,"
I wasn't angry at her, not at all, if anything I was relieved. She wanted something well for me, something good. When her face fell I felt really bad, I hadn't
meant to hurt her, or to push her off, I had meant to tell her that even if we weren't related, that we could become a family.
"It's what I'm going to be a part of, Emily, and I appreciate it so much that you're making sure it happens," Emily's eyes turned bright and I leaned over and
hugged her. " that's so good to hear,"
It wasn't before it got darker outside that Sam returned from wherever he had been, Paul following swiftly behind. They were the only ones coming. Emily had
done a great job calming me down and making me laugh today, and I hoped she knew how much I appreciated it. Being the only one who doesn't know is
hard, especially when I might play an important part in it.
"Hi, girls, how was your day?" Sam asked while giving Emily a warm hug. I didn't answer, I just watched Paul with relieve, he came.
He uncertainly tried to find out where to sit. He chose the chair nearest me. I watched him carefully still very annoyed that I found myself wanting to do so, but
I couldn't help it. We had a connection, whether I wanted to admit it or not, that was just how things went. What was going to happen to that connection, I
didn't know.
"How are you feeling?" I heard him ask with concerned eyes. I wondered if he was trying to keep some kind of distance after what I had told him yesterday,
about me not wanting him. Or it, or whatever it was that he was offering. "I'm fine, just a bit confused… and maybe a little scared too," I said and smiled. He
flinched.
"So," Sam spoke up after sitting down on the chair next to Paul so he could see me better, "I think we owe you an explanation." A silence grew among us, but
I felt like speaking all the time. "Where do you want me to start?" he asked after a while his eyes plastered on mine and a small reassuring smile teasing his
lips. I shook my head for a second, to signal that I didn't want him to start. "Let me tell you about what happened first, okay? And then we can go from there,"
I started and waited for everyones consent. My eyes lingered in Pauls when I started.
"here it goes…"
"Hey, Boston! Where are you going?" I heard Darren shout after me while I walked towards the front door in the huge house. "I'm going out for a run, that treadmill of
yours doesn't do it for me," I waited for his answer and started taking deep breaths to prepare myself for the run. "fine, if our fancy things aren't good enough for you…
but be careful, don't go into alleys and stuff," he shouted back and I smiled while shaking my head before heading out for the run.
Ten minutes later I was well into the jog enjoying my fast heartbeat and the great feeling I got from running. I didn't listen to music because I liked to hear what was
going on around me. It wasn't before I stopped to stretch that I noticed the weak screaming a few blocks away. I didn't think much of it, living in a town like new York
it was only expectable to hear things like that, but either way I started to run towards the sound. Step by step my breathing got more and more frantic and I felt as if
someone was squeezing my heart, there had to be something wrong.
"And that's when I saw her and the Vampire." I said and stared at the wall in front of me. "He was sucking blood from her neck and he was spilling it around
her. She stopped screaming when she saw me, I don't think she had the strength anymore." I closed my eyes, I didn't want to say the last words of the story,
it scared me only to think about. "And then all life disappeared from her eyes and I felt so guilty, as if I was able to help her, as if… then he came over to me.
He was going to kill me, but then he started to talk about changing me." I shook my head, remembering how confused I had been, I couldn't be like him, that I
somehow knew, was impossible." Before he bit me my body went completely out of control. I was trembling and sweating and I felt as if I was going to lose
it…" I grabbed the cough with my hand. "He looked angry and asked me what I was, I thought he was going to attack me, he looked so different… but before
he got to do anything I was suddenly floating in the sky like some kind of ghost, and when I woke up from it I was standing where I started to stretch."
I opened my eyes again and took in their faces. Paul was breathing heavily with a twisted expression on his face, he was trembling, but Sam was calm and
collected. Emily grabbed my hand, which seemed to be her new thing regarding me, and squeezed it. She looked positively sad.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," Sam said calmly and took a deep breathe. And I turned my head to look at Paul, I needed him to calm down.
I was still having trouble believing that it was more than a dream, but when I woke up today reality had struck me and everything had flooded back. Hence the
panic attack, but could it really be true? And what would happen if it wasn't?
"When we have told you everything, I need you to explain further about the floating, what actually happened to you,"
"There's nothing more to tell, do you really think I would lie about something like that?"
"No, of course not, but your mind might have suppressed parts of it Melanie, and telling you everything could bring it back."
I nodded my head and averted my eyes to the floor. "Then tell me," I said still scared that my story had nothing to do with theirs.
Sam gave Paul a look, telling him to start and I took in a sharp breath. So it was him who had to tell me, I didn't think it was all that crucial. His eyes were
turned to me in an intense gaze as he relaxed his body from the trembles. And as his lips parted and he was about to say the first few words, his eyes turned
into two big pools of pity.
"I wish I didn't have to tell you this, Melanie, but I guess it lies in my duties." I smiled nervously, and noticed the calming effect he had on me. But even so, I
didn't appreciate the pity, it made me feel like a freak, or like I was a helpless person.
I asked him to keep talking.
"The legend says that the quileute tribe is descended from wolfs and that therefore, when the tribe is threatened, some of us get the ability to turn into wolfs.
This legend is true" As soon as the words left his lips I started laughing. That was the most ridiculous thing I had ever heard! People couldn't turn into wolfs,
that was impossible.
"Hey, it's not a joke, I can show you if you want!" Paul said, frustration and irritation written all over his face. " I'm sorry;" I said between the last few fits of
laughter, "But it just seems completely ridiculous,"
"Only as ridiculous as your dream," he deadpanned and I immediately stopped laughing. He was right, it did sound just as stupid. My body tensed again and I
felt myself grow scared and angry. Why would he just shut me down like that?
"Fine," I murmured and turned my gaze away from me. "Finish the story," Paul smiled from the triumph.
"Our most immediate enemy, are the vampires, which you have seen exist," a heavy lump formed in my stomach and I closed my eyes.
"When the Cullens came back a few years ago, they brought with them trouble and people from the tribe started to phase. Sam was the first one and he had
to handle it all by himself, that's why he remains the pack leader. The Cullen's only drink animal blood, so their eyes are golden, and because they are not a
danger to us anymore we have a treaty which keeps them out of our reservation," he finished speaking and I turned my eyes up again. I had really been
touched by a vampire.
"You told me the wolves were caretakers, and that no one knew about it," I fixed my eyes on Sam with slight aggression, he could have told me then, he didn't
need to lie.
"That part was true, we are caretakers, and no one but us and the council knows about it,"
"Then show me," I demanded and threw my hands up in the air. "Phase right in front of me," My heart was slamming fast in my chest and I felt myself grow
angry. If what they were telling me was true, then the wolf I had been spotting outside my window, was one of the boys.
"Melanie, it's too dangerous, you might get hurt," He tried and gave me a pleading look. But I couldn't get hurt, and I never would. My body was tough, it
healed quickly. "You read my medical journals, you know it won't hurt me," I fought back, because I needed to see it. I needed to see it to believe it..
"I think we should show her,"
Both mine and Sam's head turned quickly to Emily.
"What?" Sam almost shouted and I cringed at the anger in his voice. "Emily, not after what happened to you;"
"Even more so! She'll understand how serious it is, she'll know what to expect," Emily was getting angry, throwing her words out as if it was the most obvious
thing in the world, and Sam knew she was right.
"I agree with Emily, she needs to understand it," I suddenly heard Paul join the conversation and my eyes turned to him in surprise. "Thank you," I whispered .
"You are her imprint, you should be concerned with her health," Sam growled in his direction and I jumped in surprise. Paul was my what?
"She needs it," he insisted and stood up from his chair. "And it's time," he growled back
Ten minutes of arguing later we were all standing in the yard, Sam and Paul by the forest, and Emily and I by the back door. I was nervous, but not scared, and
I wondered what would happen. Could it really be true?
The cold air was slapping us in the face, but Sam and Paul were only wearing a pair of cut offs. They had agreed that Paul should phase and that Sam should
watch him, just in case something went wrong. Apparently, Sam was the alpha of the "pack". I had struggled to keep a straight face when he said that.
"Are you ready?" I heard Sam shout from where he stood, and I nodded my head firmly. He saw it, I knew he did.
I sucked in as much air as my lungs could fill and pushed it all out again, preparing myself for the shock that would surely come. And then I waited.
