Sorry it took so long 2 update, but I usually write during the weekends and last weekend I was at DESERT ROCK! That's right! I saw KORN and MUSE and MARKY RAMONE and MACHINE HEAD and KILLSWITCH ENGAGE and VELVET REVOLVER (including SLASH) …so yeah… I think it's a good excuse
Anyways… on with the chapter…
Haha. I saw slash. Hahahahaha.
…okay the chapter….
It doesn't get much better than this, I thought to myself. It was raining outside, but I was warm, laying in Seth's lap, watching a movie. Well, I was watching the movie, he was watching me.
I glanced at him, and the look in his eyes made me blush. I turned back to the T.V. screen.
I could feel his eyes on me, and it was making me nervous. I poked him in the ribs. "Watch the movie!"
"Well, I'd much rather look at you."
I looked up at him, blushing.
"Well, it's either you, or Mel Gibson in a skirt with blue face paint."
"It's not a skirt! It's a kilt!"
"Yeah, whatever. Why'd you choose this movie anyway?"
"Because I like it. Besides, what's better than guys in kilts with Scottish accents and kilts?"
He smiled and put his warm fingers under my chin, tilting my face up. "Me?"
I smiled at him, and he pushed a loose strand of hair out of my eyes. We had been like this for the last week. We didn't talk about our kiss, but he let me know, with small looks and touches that he still thought about it. We had just hung out and done nothing at all. Sam had given him some extra time so he could spend it with me, and Seth was with me almost all of the time.
Emmett still hadn't turned up though, and I was starting to get worried. After I was injured, the vampires and werewolves had reached a reluctant peace, until Emmett was found, and the 'thing' was captured.
I looked up at Seth, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his black hair was falling into his eyes. He was actually looking at the movie for once, and I took the time to study him closely. His hair was getting longer, and it constantly got into his eyes. He was smiling slightly, watching something on the TV.
"If I were William Wallace, I would consume the English with balls of fire from my eyes and lighting from my arse." He quoted in a bad attempt of a Scottish accent.
"I know you're looking at me." I looked away, trying not to blush. I stood up, reluctantly leaving the bubble of heat that seemed to surround him all of the time.
"I'm gonna take a shower." I announced. "Enjoy the movie."
On my way upstairs, I heard him mutter, "Great, guys in skirts. Just what I've always wanted to see." I smiled, and thought about how lucky I was to have him.
I rooted around in my drawer, looking for some clothes. Everything in here was either dirty, or too small. I decided to go downstairs and get some clean stuff out of the washing room, a small room that was connected to the kitchen. I clutched the towel closer around me, as I made my way down the stairs. The TV was still on, which meant that Seth was probably still watching 'Braveheart'.
I walked into the kitchen, and headed straight for the door to the washing room. I bent over to look in the basket. The things in here wouldn't be ironed, but at least they were clean.
I heard a dull 'splat' from behind me, and I whirled around, holding the towel firmly in place. Seth was standing by the fridge, on the other side of the kitchen, with a slice of pizza at his feet.
In three steps he was in front of me. Before I could do anything, his mouth was on mine. This kiss was completely different from the others. The others had been gentle, and caring. This one was rough, and passionate. His arms were around me, his hands unintentionally holding my towel in place. I hugged him back, and my skin burned where it touched his, from more than just his unnatural heat.
It was like we were in our own little world. A world where the only thing that mattered was each other. We were so absorbed into it, that neither of us noticed someone come into the kitchen.
"KATIE CHASE! LET GO OF HIM THIS MINUTE!"
Seth's lips left mine, but nothing else. We stood there, wrapped around each other, looking at the woman who had barged into the kitchen and shouted at us. Mom. That wasn't good. At all.
"Hey Mom…You're home early…" I attempted to make conversation.
She just glared at us. "Yes."
"What happened to…" I tried to remember the guy she had gone off with. "Mark?"
"Richard," She said pointedly, "was married, and he had three girlfriends. I wasn't about to be one of them."
"Oh."
"Katie, you've done stupid things before, but this is the worst."
I started to protest, but she held up a finger for silence and continued. "I leave for Colorado, trusting you to be responsible, and mature. When I get back, I find you in the middle of the kitchen wearing a towel and making out with a half naked guy who looks like he's on steroids."
Seth let go of me, and nodded at my mom. "Mrs. Chase, it's nice to meet you." He stepped forward to shake her hand, but my mom took a step back.
"I have a taser in my bag. I swear I'll use it if you get too close."
Seth took a hasty step back, and his arm instinctively wrapped around my waist. She gave him an evil glare, and he snatched his arm back.
"Mom, I just came down from the shower, and there were no clothes in my room, so I came down here to get some and…"
"Katie, I don't want to hear it." she looked at Seth. "You, out."
He gave me a quick smile and muttered "See you" while he walked towards the door.
We heard the front door close, and I waited for my mom's angry looks and words. I looked down at the floor. When nothing happened, I hesitantly looked up. She was beaming at me, I hadn't seen her that happy in ages.
"Umm… mom?" I asked.
She ran up to me and hugged me. "I'm so proud of you!"
…
"Mom?" well now I was confused.
"You finally got a guy! And one like that too." She murmured appreciatively. "How'd you get one like him?"
"Umm…" I wasn't quite sure what to say to that. "He sort of…came to me I suppose."
My mom looked around, and headed for the fridge. "Wow Katie… you've been eating a lot lately, haven't you?"
"Ummm yeah, about that…"
There was a scratching noise coming from the back door, and my mom left to investigate. Wow. Who knew that she would react like that? That was…scary. No other word for it.
"Katie!" mom called from the back. "Did you adopt a dog while I was gone?"
What?
I walked to where my mom was standing by the back door, looking suspiciously at a big, sandy brown dog. Or wolf. Possibly, were wolf.
"Dog!" I shouted, and ran up to him. He was laying down, trying to look cute and…not dangerous. He wasn't pulling it off very well though.
"Umm yeah, mom this is Dog. He's been hanging around the house lately, and I've been feeding him." I thought for a second. "That's why there's tons of meat in the fridge." Ha. Two birds with one friggin boulder.
My mom looked at me a little suspiciously. "Okay then. Take him up to your room and feed him. I'm going to get my taser. It's been a weird day."
She left, and Dog lead the way up to my room. He jumped on the bed, and laid down on it, wagging his gigantic tail.
"Don't wag that thing in here. You'll end up breaking something again."
He just grinned a weird dog-ish grin, and jumped off the bed. He disappeared into the hallway, and came back a second later, as Seth, with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Well that was… interesting." He said. "You finally got a guy!" he squeaked, in an impression of my mom. "And one like that too…" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
He shut the door, and looked at me, fire in his eyes. "Umm…" it was getting slightly uncomfortable. We were both wearing towels, and my mom would probably get her tazer out if she found us in here like this. "We should get changed."
"….yeah, I suppose…"
"You suppose?"
"…You look so pretty like that."
"…"
"With your hair still wet from the shower, and your towel…"
I narrowed my eyes at him. "My towel…?"
"Umm nothing. We should get changed."
"Hmph. Go grab some of my dad's jeans from upstairs."
He left, and I remembered that I hadn't gotten any clothes from downstairs. I ran down, grabbed some jeans and a button up top, and ran back up.
I put on my underpants and jeans without a problem. And that's where my luck ran out. In my hurry, I had grabbed a bra that had a weird clasp at the back. It was a cute bra, blue with little penguins on it, and when I saw it, I knew I had to have it. I bought it, and realized the clasp must have been made in some weird country where the girls have like fifteen fingers, or something. As I was struggling with the clasp, the door opened, and slammed shut.
"Seth?" I called, an idea forming in my head. A big, strong werewolf. He could probably handle the stupid clasp. I slipped my arms through the straps, and called Seth again.
"What?" he asked through the door.
"Come in here for a second."
I heard the door creak open slowly. "Katie, can you please put your clothes on?" he pleaded.
"I need help with this clasp."
I felt him move closer, and his warm hands touching my back. His fingers fumbled with the clasp. He was clumsy, and I could hear him cursing. The warmth radiating from him was making me shiver, and as the clasp clicked into place, we didn't move.
He ran his hand down my back, and let it rest at the bottom of my back. He seemed more confident now, and I was just the opposite.
"Katie…" he whispered seductively into my ear. I shivered, and tipped my head back. He planted a quick kiss on my forehead, and whispered "Put your shirt on. Your mom is coming up the stairs."
I quickly slipped my shirt on, and was fumbling with the buttons when the door opened. I turned to see mom carrying a bowl of icky looking meat. "For the dog. What's his name?"
"Him?" I looked at Seth, who was back in werewolf form laying on my bed. "His name is Dog."
"Dog?"
"Yeah. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing."
She gave me a strange look. "Okay." Her gaze shifted to Seth. "Dog! Off the bed!"
He opened one eye slowly, and closed it again.
"He's not listening." My mom stated. "I guess we have to train him a bit better. I'll get my taser. It will help with the training." As soon as the word 'taser' was out of her mouth, Seth jumped off the bed, and laid on the floor.
Mom looked at him strangely. "It's like he understands." She muttered, and walked out of the room.
I took the bowl of meat from where mom had left it on my desk, and picked it up. "I guess you're eating the leftovers."
I turned to see Seth facing away from me, putting on his jeans. I whirled around, thinking 'wow'. It was the first time I'd seen a guy's butt, and I was pretty sure it didn't get much better than that.
I waited until I was sure he had his pants on, and turned, holding the meat. "I hope you're hungry."
He sniffed at it. "I'm not eating that."
"Why not?"
He was about to argue, but something small cracked against the window. Me and Seth looked at each other, and he walked towards it and opened it.
Bella jumped through the open window, her hair thoroughly soaked, and Alice was right on her heels. "Hi." They both said in unison.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked, at the same time as Seth said "Get out."
Bella rolled her eyes at Seth, and grimaced at me. "We're worried about Emmett. We haven't seen him since you got into hospital."
"I can't see him in any of my visions, and chances are that something's wrong." Alice added as she ran her hand through her spiky hair.
"All of the guys think he's okay, and that he'll show up eventually, but Alice hasn't had any visions of him coming back." Bella was talking fast, and it was hard to keep up with her.
"They think we should leave him alone, but we have to find him. Rosalie is out keeping them occupied, so we could come and ask for help." Alice said.
Bella looked at me grimly. "We think it has something to do with a guy called André." Seeing my expression, she asked "Do you know him?"
DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!! What could André have to do with Emmett? What will happen now that Katie's mom is back? Will they ever catch the thing in the forest? What is the real reason that Scottish people are so awesome? Is it just me or does Mel Gibson look really HOT in a kilt? (haha I'm hyper)
…moving on… That's it. Again, sorry for taking so long to update.
