Dangerous
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. The brilliant minded Stephenie Meyer does.
"I'm sorry about having to be your body guard," whispered the younger boy named Seth. "But…well, denying Jake really isn't a good idea." We were alone in my car. I have no Idea how it got there either.
I shrugged lightly, "I don't really mind. I mean, you can't be a worse 'body guard' than Jake." I muttered softly. I didn't know if her could hear me, but being a Werewolf I took it safe to assume he could.
Seth snarled softly, his hand tightening on the wheel. I chose to ignore that and turned my head. Rain pattered onto my window. The trees and foliage blurred as we passed with increasing speed.
"W-what did he do to you, Bella?" Seth asked his voice shaky.
My eyes flickered to his face. It was set hard and his eyes stared at the road. His hands still threatened to break my steering wheel. I took a deep breathe and told him. I told Seth everything, about the drugs, alcohol, rapes, and beatings. Everything. It felt good to tell it to someone. But I was scared that Seth would tell Jake I had told him.
Unbelievably his hands tightened harder. Fire blazed in his dark eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." I murmured quietly. I stared down at my hands.
Seth shook his head, "No Bella. I needed to know."
I shrugged. Looking over at him I sighed. "So, why is Jake the leader?" I asked in a small voice, needing something to distract me from the thoughts of the vicious beatings and other stuff.
"Jake…he's leader because his family has kind of had the Alpha line. And because of how violent and strong he is no one has challenged him. Jake hasn't always been leader though. I wasn't aware I was a werewolf at the time but before Jake had turned for his first time and while he was still learning a wolf named Sam was leader. When Jake was older and stronger he fought Sam for the spot. And when an Alpha and a potential Alpha go at it it's to the death. Sam lost." Seth said a low growl still in his voice.
"That's horrible." I muttered it honestly was. The thought of two people or wolves or werewolves or whatever they were going at it just to see who would win and lead a pack of oversized beats! I didn't understand it and never would. But I also wasn't a wolf, I had read somewhere about the levels of a wolf pack. Dominance was the number one thing; obviously it was the same for Werewolves.
Seth nodded, he looked almost like he was about to throw up. "Yeah, it is. For more than what you're thinking… When Jake took over the Pack he changed it. I mean, life is kind of better for us now since we have full run of the woods. He somehow got them as his own so it would be trespassing for anyone who isn't wolf or invited to step foot on them. But, apparently, there's also a lot more violence in the Pack
"I mean, you saw how I was with Leah. We were at each others throats and she's my sister. It's worse with the other members. Jake keeps us on our toes, he's always plotting something and we have to be careful not to say or do the wrong thing." Seth breathed shakily. "I'm sorry to dump all this on you, but there's no one else I can tell," He gave a half-laugh, "Actually, I'm not even supposed to tell you. But Jake has so he really shouldn't get mad at me, though he probably will. If you tell him that is, I won't. Intentionally anyway."
I glanced over at him; Seth was still gripping the steering wheel and staring out into the rain. I shook my head and looked back out my window. "Its fine really, I'm glad you told me. I needed to know." I could barely see Seth nod out of the corner of my eye. "Where are we going anyway?" I asked.
Seth shrugged lightly, his foul mood and memories forgotten for the moment. "You can pick, I don't care,"
"Well, my dad beats me and my mom doesn't care so we can't go home. Honestly? I don't really know where else we can go…" I said softly.
"Jesus Bella, your life really is messed up isn't it?" Seth said with a quite laugh. He wasn't laughing at me, and besides it was kind of a sorry laugh.
I nodded, "Yeah, very." I looked at Seth, "So, I don't know where we can go."
Seth nodded, "Do you wanna stay here? We could like go to Port Angles or something."
I shrugged, "Sure. Port Angles, cool." I laid my head on the seat and closed my eyes, after taking two Tylenol of course. My arm was killing me.
"Bella," A voice murmured in my ear. I could feel someone shaking me softly, "You gotta get up now."
I groaned, shaking my head in protest. I didn't want to get up. The drugs from the hospital mixed with the Tylenol had made me pass out, I hadn't dreamed or anything. It was nice.
"Bella come on, we're in Port Angles. Let's go get Hot Chocolate or something." Seth's voice sounded in my ear again.
I blinked open my eyes, Seth was leaning over the seat. His upper half was practically in my lap. He had to only be like fifteen and he was majorly tall.
I groaned again, sitting up straighter as Seth struggled to get back over. He eventually did. I laughed and got out of the car, I followed Seth into the only place that sold something relatively like Hot Chocolate in Port Angles.
We sat and ordered. Seth bit his lip then asked, "Bella, this may sound rude, but it's bugging me. What's making you keep living?"
Long time I know, and I'm sorry. But here it is.
You'll die in my shadows.
~Kyleena~