Disclaimer: I hope everyone realises that all the original characters of Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 11
Edward. It was Edward. I had never thought I'd be so glad to see him again, "You're late."
He just chuckled, before crouching beside me and removing something from his jacket pocket. It was a syringe. I hate needles, "What is that?"
"Morphine," Edward said as he uncapped the syringe, flicking the tube, "Alice thought you'd need it, don't worry, it'll only hurt for a second."
"That's what they'll always say."
"You'll feel better after it starts taking effect." He quickly put the needle in my arm, injecting the fluid steadily, and I have to give him credit, I barely noticed the pinch of the injection. Then again, my legs had been in more agony for a few days (at least I think it was a few days, not sure about the passing of time in this room), so I think I'd already reached my limit on pain.
Edward it seemed was right once again, as within minutes I felt suddenly happier and pain-free, and when he picked me up actually giggled at him. "Edward, you're hair's all funny-looking."
He rolled his golden eyes, only nodding slightly, and spoke as though to a child, "Yes Ana, my hair got messed up when I was coming to get you."
"It's like a bird's nest!"
I heard him give a little huff as he continued to run. I had no idea where we were going, so I thought in my slightly clouded and disorientated mind, that I should have a look around me. All I saw was the exit to the hellhole I had been held in, disappearing from my sight as Edward ran, blending in with the rock face around us, filled with crevices and jutting stone hands clawing at me, as if to take me back. No! I thought, I won't go back! The thought of being taken back scared me so much I clung to Edward more, my eyes rapidly darting around me. I soon saw Carlisle, Bella and Jacob there also, stood in a clearing before my two torturers. I shrunk closer to Edward, and I think to my embarrassment started to shake. He wasn't here.
"Shh Ana, you're safe now. We're going back home to Forks now, okay?"
"Where is he?" I started sobbing, I needed to see him, why wasn't he here?! "Where's Remy? Where's my Remy?!"
Carlisle came to me after he had 'shooed' my torturers away. I saw him hold out his hand as if to take my arm, but I couldn't help flinching, burying my face in Edward's shoulder. I want Remy. Where's my Remy? I was beyond rational thought by now, acting more like a child than anything. I knew Carlisle wouldn't hurt me, but I couldn't help shuffling further from him. Edward was telling me to calm down, but I couldn't. The world seemed too big now, compared to my cell, and I was terrified. Was someone going to pop out and hurt me again? Was this all simply a dream? Remy, I need Remy...
Bella's hand darted out and grabbed mine, my reflexes too slow to compare to that of a vampire, and held my arm out straight. I saw Carlisle come closer to me, and a small pinch on my skin, before my sight grew fuzzy. The edges dimmed to black and their musical voices dulled. I moved my head to look at Edward, asking him in my head what was going on, but only saw a haze of bronze and a muffled reply. Eventually, all faded, and I was once again blacked out.
Fitting that what was the start of this experience with my blackout, was also present at the end. I'd come full circle.
*
I woke up in a familiar cream coloured room and knew I was in the same room in the Cullen's house that I had been in the last time I had been injured. I didn't even jump when the door burst open again; I just wondered what they were doing back when they had left. Why had they left anyway?
Too much thinking too soon after waking up, I thought with a groan, blinking my eyes to see clearer. I could see a vague outline of a person's face right in front of my own, but couldn't work out who. I blinked some more, and when I saw very pale skin and fair hair I couldn't help my reaction of jumping back, away from this vampire. I couldn't yet see who it was, but I was scared. I felt the memories of painful sessions with other fair haired vampires come to mind, and began to tremble with fear. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I need to see who it was, I saw it was only Carlisle.
I knew again that he wouldn't hurt me, he was probably trying to help me more than anything, but when he reached out with his hand, I saw another vampire in his place, and shrunk back against the wall further.
"Shh Ana, it's just me, Carlisle. You know me," he said quietly, retracting his hand, "I need to check your injuries Ana, I promise it won't hurt-"
I promise this won't hurt.
They had said that also. Hearing him say those words gave me a dreadful sense of déjà vu, and I felt another shiver pass through me.
The door opened again, and I saw two familiar sets of bronze hair. Nessie wore a pained face, looking worriedly and in confusion at me. Edward just had an understanding look to him, which I didn't doubt, he could hear my thoughts. But I refused to move from the wall, despite the pain I began to feel creeping up my legs and the exhaustion filling my arms, my body still on alert from my recent capture screamed Vampires! Danger!! while in my mind I knew these vampires meant no harm. I was completely torn. I needed... I needed...
"Shall I go get him for you Ana?"
I nodded my head slightly, my eyes still trained on the blonde vampire in the room. I felt awful for the hurt look on Dr Cullen's face, but I couldn't help it. Edward left the room, along with Dr Cullen, but Nessie stayed in the room with me, my eyes now trained on her. She neither approached me, nor did she move further away, she simply stood perfectly still other than her breathing, which I was thankful for. Not long after the door was flung open, making me jump this time, fear coursing through my veins, until I saw it was only Remy.
For once he ran to me and embraced me fully, and I felt no reservations or hesitations.
I felt safe.
His arms were wrapped gently around me, but still keeping me firmly to his chest, and I felt him stroking his hand through my hair. I sighed into his shoulder, pulling him closer to me so he was practically on top of the bed without sitting on me. I can't imagine it was very comfortable for him, but he never said a word. He just held me close to him.
When he eventually let me go, I looked up and saw Nessie had gone, and that we were alone in the room. Turning to look into his eyes I saw their colour changing again, black then brown, then gold then caramel, before settling on my favourite brown. I had no idea why his eyes changed, but they were beautiful and calming for me. I studied the rest of his face, and saw lines of sadness around his mouth and a frown of anger on his face. Removing my arms from around his waist, I smoothed out his face gently with my hands, smiling when I saw his eyes close and face relax under my fingers.
I almost chuckled at the fact that I was comforting him, when it was meant to be the other way round, but I had felt only worry for him when I had seen him, my fear vanishing without a second thought.
When he opened his eyes again, his face changed completely, and back were the sad lines marking his young face. "I- I should have been here... they could have... we didn't think they would... but look at you... I just- I'm so sorry."
There was my Romeo, with his special way with words.
I heard him keep mumbling, hearing him blame himself and apologise over and over, again and again, refusing to look me in the eye. I didn't like him like this, all sad and negative. Where was my headstrong, blunt, idiot of a Remy? I needed to snap him out of this stupor he was in, he must be killing Jasper.
"Remy-"
"I shouldn't have left you here-"
"Remy-"
"You were all by yourself... you could have been killed-"
"REMY!"
He startled, eyes wider and looking into mine. At least he was looking at me now, but I hadn't really thought about how to proceed. As I had mentioned, I'm as good at comforting as Remy was with words. Awful. I smoothed out his face again, it had worked before, and made him keep looking at me as I spoke, "I'm fine now Remy, okay? Maybe you shouldn't have left, but I'm not dead. Things could have been a lot worse. It's okay now."
He was quiet for a moment, making me think he had forgiven himself, only for his face to collapse even further if possible, "How can you forgive me like that?! You're my imprint, I'm supposed to protect you!- "
I needed to get him to shut up. He was just making us both more upset, so I threw out my pride momentarily and acted as all girls seemed to do in this situation in the movies. I held his face in between my hands and kissed him.
That's right.
I kissed him.
Kissed him.
Remy.
He had still been speaking so my lips met his slightly open mouth, which froze instantly at the contact. I had never really kissed anyone before, so had no experience on what I should do, and I hated to sound cheesy but I really had felt something special, a connection, when our lips met. He was frozen for what felt a long time, and I thought I must have done something wrong. Maybe he didn't like how I was kissing him, but it wasn't my fault that I didn't know what to do and just acted before I thought things through properly. I had wanted to kiss Remy for a while now, but his reaction was making my little self-esteem die. Maybe it was too soon, I thought, Or maybe he really doesn't like you. Had I just ruined what had been the start of a friendship with him? The thought nearly made me cry. I'd rather have some of him than none of him.
I began to pull away. I had after all managed to make him shut up now. I kept my eyes closed to delay seeing his embarrassed or disgusted face, when I felt his arms prevent me moving further away, actually pulling me towards him.
I was completely and utterly confused.
But I soon felt his mouth close, and his warm lips press against mine. He was kissing me back!! I wanted to squeal girlishly unlike my normal self, but thought better than to ruin the moment. His lips moved against mine, and so I let him lead, guessing that he had more experience at this than I did. I mimicked his movements with my own lips, enjoying the feeling of his lips on mine and his arms around me. One of his hands rubbed circles on my lower back, making me practically purr in delight, while his other hand remained between my shoulders, holding me to him.
Moving my hands from his face, I felt his soft hair in my hands, and curled some strands around my fingers, feeling him smile into our kiss. I had hardly ever touched him before, and now we were kissing. I wanted it to last forever, but I still had to breathe, so gently pulled away from him at the same time as he pulled away from me.
Our breath wasn't ragged, the kiss had been a gentle comforting one, not one of passionate feelings or anything, but I could feel his heart beating just as fast as my own. It made me smile to know I affected him like this, and we both seemed happier. Maybe words just weren't our thing. He was awful with words, and I wasn't much better, and I liked kissing him.
"Remy?" I whispered, feeling his breath on my lips, "I'm okay."
He smiled his beautiful smile at me, his eyes flickering between brown and gold once again as he looked at my face, "I know Ana," he said as he packed my lips, "I've been so stupid."
"Yes, you have- wait, about what? What are you talking about?-"
"Ana," Remy said, his smirking face drawing steadily closer to mine, "Shut up."
He pulled me to him again, his lips instantly on mine, a rougher kiss than before. He likes kissing me too! I couldn't believe my luck, and sighed as his hand, which had previously been around my shoulders, buried itself into my own dark hair, massaging my scalp. I wrapped my arms fully around his neck as he pulled me as close as possible to him, no space left between us. I was so happy and wrapped up in my Remy, I didn't notice anyone enter the room until someone giggled.
Remy and I pulled apart quickly, he hopping to the other end of the bed and I scooting as far away as I could. We both turned to the door and saw to our embarrassment Lizzie stood watching us. She had the cutest but most mischievous look on her face, and I heard Remy groan from the end of the bed.
"Lizzie!" he said, "What do you want? We were busy."
"You were kissing." She giggled.
"Shut up Lizzie."
She just smiled, "I just wanted to see Ana." Lizzie said as she jumped onto my bed, curling up next to me, "You were sleeping when I came to see you before. I brought your book!" She pulled out 'The Little Princess' and stuck it in my face. "Will you read it to me?"
"Ana's tired Lizzie, maybe later." Remy said before I could respond.
"You just want to kiss her again." Lizzie said, sticking out her tongue at Remy. I half wanted to laugh at her truthful comment, and blush in embarrassment from it also.
"That's it!" Remy said, lifting Lizzie up by her arms and walking to the door. Tucking her under one arm to open the door, I was laughing at the sight of her little legs kicking in protest. After depositing her outside the door and shutting it quickly, he locked the door and returned to sit beside me again. Draping an arm around me, he leant us against the headboard as I rested my head on his shoulder.
"So..." I said looking up at him, "Was what Lizzie said true?"
I saw a crooked half-smirk spread across his face as he pulled me closer to him, still mindful of my injuries, "Wanna find out?"
I smiled back and I was sure I was a little pinker than normal, but nodded my head, when was I going to refuse an offer of a kiss from my Remy? Honestly, I'm not that crazy. I stretched my head up to meet his lips as he leant down to meet me, when we were interrupted by a pounding on the door.
"Hey Remy! If you've calmed Ana down enough, Carlisle needs to check her injuries, so, you know, scram!" Emmet's voice boomed from behind the door.
Remy groaned again, pressing his face into my hair, "I must have the most embarrassing family ever."
"With the worst timing too." I added.
He chuckled into my hair, his breath tickling the tip of my air a little, "Yeah, that too."
I don't know what that kiss had done to Remy and my relationship. Were we together now? Or was it a spur of the moment thing, just to calm me down? All I knew then was that I loved Remy's kisses, the Cullens had the worst timing, and that I was very, very happy at that moment.
