Writing blocks stink.
Any ideas? What do yall want to happen with Seth, Skye, Embry and the mutated vampy?
and New Moon was awesome, except people who aren't familiar with Twilight won't understand a thing. Sucks to be them. :D
Seth stared down intently at Skye's sleeping body. She's so tiny... I... I wish she could be mine... Where was I when Em met her? He brushed her bangs out of her face. Even though she was unconscious, she slightly moved toward his hand. Stoking her cheek, he began humming a soft tune. A soft ghost of a smile played on her lips and Seth grinned as he pulled her closer.
"Mmm..." Her eyes fluttered open.
"You alright?"
She stared at him in surprise before glaring. "I'm fine. How's your new girlfriend?"
"New? I never had one... I still don't."
Skye's eyes narrowed, but she didn't move.
"Skye... I'm sorry... I really am."
"... No, you're right. You... don't have to tell me about your personal life." Skye felt a lump in her throat, but swallowed it back. "I mean, we don't even know each other..."
"I hate that about us..."
Skye had to ignore the fact that he said 'us,' to answer. "... Is it true?"
"True what?"
"That... you, um, tried to kill yourself...?"
Seth just clenched his teeth and looked away.
"Over what? Me? Seriously? Seth, I think God forgot to issue you a brain..."
"Its not... Never mind. Let's talk about something else? Please?"
"... Fine. Embry told me about... Imprinting? Is that why... You know..." Skye trailed off.
"Umm, yeah." Seth began to tell Skye everything. Everything between his personal life to becoming a werewofl and imprinting. Loving someone for the very first time.
It was hard for Skye to listen; to hear the man she truly loved tell her this, but still know she couldn't be with him. When he finally finished, her eyes were filled with tears. "Seth... I am so sorry. But... But Embry..."
"I know, and I respect that. Just tell me you don't love me. It'd make it easier for me."
"I... I can't though... How... How about..."
"How about what?"
"How about we just be friends?" Skye looked up at him, silently pleading him.
"... Skye,"
Short, I know, but writers block stinks, in case you haven't read what I wrote at the top.