Midnight Rounds

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13: My Turn

"When I meant you're not welcome, I meant it!" Bella snapped, reaching for the vase next to her before lunging it at Lepira faster than my eye could catch on. The breaking sound was unnoticeable though; the vampire eyed the vase curiously before our eyes began to meet.

"Someone in this family has good taste.." she smirked, quickly crushing it into an almost fine powder with her hands. Bella looked stunned for a moment as I reached in to guide her away, but she pushed me back and glared. "You're not fighting Jacob!" she pushed me back and braced herself.

Lepira smiled and waved that rotten hand of hers at me. I growled and pushed past Bella for a moment before getting swung back into the staircase, grasping my arm with a sharp cry.

"Jake I'm sorry!" I heard Bella shout, moments before a large smack into crashed glass kept echoing throughout the house.

I lifted my head slightly to make out who it was, but was met by a hand at my throat, those damned eyes staring me down again. I clutched her hand as she began to raise me off the ground and pulled on it as much as possible; my neck quickly reminded me of the short supply of oxygen and I began to gasp for breath.

That's when I noticed Emmett jump through the broken panes, turning my eyes back to the bitch before shutting them tight. Feeling the blow as I was cast further up the stairs before being placed to the side by Alice. She raised a finger to her lips and looked at me for a second, disappearing almost instantly.

I continued to clutch my left arm that felt completely ripped from it's socket, whimpering, I slid my head and jabbed it into the wall behind me to try and ignore the pain. It was more than impossible.

"Bella I got her!"

"You got nothing!"

"Emmett!"

"You bitch!"

"The man or you watch him suffer!"

I heard voices crash and merge together while it sounded like the house was being repeatedly crushed by a wrecking ball. I struggled to get up to my feet-my breathing was raspy. Incredibly raspy, and the moment I touched down on the next step I felt my weight buckle down as I barely managed to keep from sliding off entirely, holding on to dear life with that rail.

"Is he okay?" Bella asked quickly.

"He's fine! Bella hurry!" Alice cried out, predicting that I would meet face-to-face with the monster sooner than I thought. That long arm of hers instantly flew across as I felt her pin my neck against the steps. I yelled out frantically, disturbed at the thought of what would come next.

Bella sprinted up the steps and shoved herself against me the moment I felt the tips of fangs brush against my collarbone. I saw her look at me for a second before she grabbed me firmly and we jumped down straight to the front of the house.

I heard her scream.

"You're postponing death!"

Bella grasped my arm before leaning into hug me. "I'm so sorry Jacob. It'll be over soon." I caught her golden eyes again. Quickly the ground around us began to shake as Bella's arm reached out in front of me. I watched Lepira pull it back completely until that frightening crack finally hit my ears. "Bella, No!" I tried so much to shout. She roared in pain, but instead of pulling back she flipped herself completely and shoved her foot into the vampire, causing her to fly back by a few yards.

"Shit!" Bella cried, holding onto her arm and making me feel like a pansy for breaking mine.

A shiver of air escaped my throat. My promise to Bella earlier when we met rang in my mind and I grasped at my head screaming, "Gah—Bella! I'm..I'm sorry!" I shoved my eyes shut as hard as possible, but the flashback of her getting hurt kept playing out through my mind. Only faint voices tried to muffle over the sound of Bella's arm breaking over and over again.

I felt my head ringing, and my eyes suddenly flew open. Bella was staring at me and didn't move from that spot.

I felt fine at that point. I wanted to ask her what she was doing, but she began to groan while her unharmed hand reached out towards me. I reached in to grab it while hearing the evil, wretched Cold One screech and lunge at the both of us.

I was the one holding onto Bella this time—my stump for an arm felt healed and I quickly found it assisting my hand in pushing Lepira to the side as her lunge failed to harm either of us. I huffed and stared at Bella.

"What are you doing?" I wanted an explanation, watching her only smile at me. "She was trying to get to you" she whispered and placed her hand on my chest before chuckling for a brief second. "You totally stink again."

Bella the hero made me smirk; I pulled away and stared at Lepira, my eyes feeling set on that woman who suddenly ignited my body into the prime time temperature for phasing.

"Get ready to die!" I shouted and felt myself gain a familiar mesh of fur as I shot for the vampire's neck, ready to latch into it—that is, until I caught her eyes, in them Sam, and I found myself sliding along the ground, completely having missed because of a distraction.

What was that?

My conscience felt lost, and when I tried to stare at Lepira I was seeing Sam staring at me with the saddest look in his eyes. I felt crushed, unresponsive and unable to move or look away.

"You've ruined everything for us, Jacob." I felt each word bleed into my ears, shouting in my mind that it wasn't true but my actions wouldn't register. I was frozen.

Frozen next was my heart, watching the next sequence of events take place; the image in front of me flashed away from my eyes before I caught onto Sam again. Only this time he he too was a wolf and he was inches away from Lepira.

I only heard a snap at that point—maybe words in between.

No. Definitely words in between.

"I love you, Jacob Black."

I watched Sam's body fling to the side as the Cold One licked at the blood splattered on the ground. My eyes darted over at Sam, wanting him to move. Even an inch. He was the one frozen this time. Lifeless and cold.

"Sam" I whispered into the air, wanting it to connect with him and have him answer me back. But this time the air was empty and I heard nothing.

Struggling to breath at this point, I saw Alice, Emmett and the rest of the wolf pack run in and head straight for Lepira—finally with a look of hear in her eyes.

I didn't want to even let her have that at this point.

I felt my body move by itself at this point, my soul commanding me to move. My teeth dug into the neck of what tasted like rotten soil and quickly turned her head over completely until it split and fell over instantly.

"Jacob, Sam is..."

"Jake are you okay!"

"I started the fire! Let's hurry!"

"Jacob."

"Jake" was all I wanted to hear, muttered by that deep, booming voice that once made me dread attending the council meetings, the mouth that once made me feel at peace, and I wanted so badly to feel him hold onto me like the moment that that I phased back for the first time.

I tossed the head aside and walked over to Sam. I lifted my nose and pressed it down against his, wanting him to rub back against mine.

The sadness suddenly began to take dominance over the anger, and I dropped on Sam's body in tears. Clutching my arms around his fur as I wept.

"Sam...Don't...Sam I want to keep.." I whimpered feverishly, barely being able to look at him before I pushed my head against his cheek. "My promise..Please!" I pleaded, pushing him against me.

"Please Sam! Let me keep my promise dammit! DAMMIT WAKE UP SAM!" I cried out to him, feeling a huge lump in my throat as I through myself back down onto him and let the tears fall at that point.

It felt like a million years rushed through my eyes then, yet time stopped completely.

I felt the warm hue of fire press against my back, but I didn't turn to look at it in fear that Sam would wake up and need me.

My eyes rolled down and stared at him, my lungs still barely squeezing the breath needed for my whimpers of disbelief. My heart slowly began to beat when I felt skin begin to mesh against mine. Sam had phased back as well.

Widening my eyes some, but not wanting to scream for joy, I whispered.

"Sam, I love you too" I clutched my arms tightly around his neck, pressing my mouth firmly to his knowing all too well that the only case of nature that broke imprinting was death, and I realized this by feeling nothing.

Love, however, continued causing me keep my mouth over his. I wrapped my fingers in each of his and continued to let out tears again.

Sam was gone from everywhere at this point.

The moment I felt anyone try to talk to me, I ignored them.

Touch me, and I shoved them away.

I didn't let them near Sam.

Not right now.