Just one more chapter of Double Date, and I think I can post this thing...
Fang: Please no...
Me: Yeah, one more chapter...
Fang: Have mercy...Give up the story now...
Me: Never...MWAHAHAHAHAHA-cough--cough-.
Fang: -hands Halls cough drop-
Me: Thanks.
Fang: So...You giving it up now?
Me: Not a chance.
Fang: Damn.
Fang's POV
After everything I went through at the Institute, from the strange and exhausting experiments, to the lack of food, not to mention the cold, dark environment I was stuck in, I had a feeling I knew what it felt like to be roadkill.
Tortured roadkill.
Starved, tortured roadkill.
Starved, tortured roadkill with the flu.
Swine flu.
Ok, you probably get the picture by now. I felt like crap.
It'd been a couple days since mine and Nudge's rescue and I still hadn't gotten out of bed. Heck, I'd barely been conscious for a while there. Just drifting in and out. I was still tired as Hell.
The Cullens had set aside a room for me at their place to sleep by myself, hoping to get me back on my feet. Not that I was alone much. Risa was here almost all the time. Nudge had been here, of course, along with Seth, one of the other wolf guys. The Cullens cycled in and out from time to time. Heck, even Embry had been in to see me, and on multiple occasions, too. I was amazed.
And, speak of the Devil's hellhound, Embry and Risa had decided to come in and check on me for a few minutes that day. Personally, I appreciated the concern, but all I wanted to do was sleep. I kept my eyes closed, hoping they would think I was sleeping.
"Fang, baby, you're a bad actor."
I mentally rolled my eyes. "Carisa Coates, if every muscle in my body didn't hurt right now..."
She gently patted my arm. "It's alright, go back to sleep. We won't bug ya."
I sighed inwardly with relief. Sleep...
As I listened to them leave, I suddenly felt a chill. Crap. Esme, in her obsession with fresh air, had left the window open again. I don't know why she thought me getting a cold would help, but that seemed to be her goal.
"Hey, Risa? Embry?" I called out.
I heard someone walk in slowly. "Yeah?" Embry asked.
Great, I had to ask Embry a favor. I wondered mildly if he'd actually help me, or just tell me it sounded like a personal problem. "You wanna close the window for me?" I asked. "It's freaking freezing."
"Sure." Embry said, and I heard him walk toward the window. I opened an eye to check. Yep, he really was shutting it for me. Either he'd lost it, he was sick, or he had turned over a new leaf.
I'd go with the first one.
"Uh, thanks, Embry."
"No problem." He answered. "You, uh, need anything else?"
"I think I'm good." I said. What had gotten into him?
"Alright." Embry said, turning to go.
I realized at that moment that Risa had left my bedside lamp on. Sure, I could've called Embry back, but I didn't want to push his newfound insanity too far. Plus, it was close enough to reach. I started pulling myself up in bed to switch it off.
I froze. Oh, crap, I guess my back and wing had been hurt worse than I thought. Now I had pain coursing through my entire left side.
Beautiful.
I had let out a small whine before I was able to bite my lip and keep myself silent. Maybe Embry didn't hear...
"Fang?"
Or, maybe he has freaking supersonic hearing.
My hand slipped at that point, sending me flying back on the bed.
Oh, that helped.
"Ow." I squeaked pathetically.
Why, God, why? And with Embry Fucking Call here, too?
Luckily, Embry seemed to still be stuck in his moment of lunacy. He was next to my bed in seconds, trying to figure out the best way to help me.
"I think we need to reposition some of these pillows, get some more, too." He said. "You need something both to fall back on and to prop you up if you need it. What were you trying to do?"
"Turn off the light..." I muttered, trying not to meet his eyes.
I heard a click and the room went dim. Then, Embry was in a chest at the end of the bed, looking for extra pillows.
"This should help." He said, coming back up with more pillows. He set them down for a sec and reached to help reposition me on the bed.
If I thought I could've moved without hurting myself, I would've avoided his grasp. Unfortunately, I had no choice but to let him grab hold of me.
He was able to move me without too much pain, but I ended up twitching at one point and pain shot up my wing, causing me to take a sharp breath.
Suddenly, I was dizzy, but, for once, not from pain. It was more like being on drugs...
That scent...
Something smelled...Awesome. I closed my eyes and breathed, trying to catch it again.
"Fang? You alright?"
"Hmm?" I asked, being jogged back to Earth slightly.
"Are you ok?" Embry asked again. "I heard you make a sound like you had hurt yourself, then you kind of...Spaced out."
"Oh, I...Don't know," I answered. "I'm ok." What happened to that scent??
"Alright..." Embry said, reaching down to grab another pillow. He leaned over me to place the pillow somwhere under me on my other side.
The scent had come back. I closed my eyes and took another breath, making my head spin. Where was it coming from?
"Embry, do you...Wear cologne or something?" I asked him between breaths.
"No..." He answered, going to get another pillow. Damn, the scent went with him...
"Oh..." I answered, now curious as to where he had developed that scent. It was...Intoxicating. If that's what he smelled like all the time, no wonder Risa couldn't choose between us.
Embry, a look of general concern for me and my sudden cologne obsession on his face, leaned over me again, placing another pillow beneath my head. I closed my eyes and breathed the scent in again.
Then, something warm and scented hit my face.
Embry's breath. The scent came from his breath.
Screw you, Crest. Whatever Embry's brushing his teeth with beats your ass.
I took another breath and my head was spinning all over again, my heart raced. I had to be able to do more than just smell him, right?
"Fang? Are you ok, man?" I heard Embry say somewhere above me. With every word, I was hit with his wonderful scented breath again.
My mind completely shut down. I had one mildly coherent plan. Get closer to that scent. Get closer to Embry. Do it now.
Without warning, I lunged at Embry from where he leaned above me. My arms went flying around his neck and shoulders, pulling him closer. My wings forgotten how beat-up they were and wrapped around him as well.
And then our lips connected.
"This is why Risa kisses him." I thought dazedly. "He's so warm..."
He was warm. Really warm. And he smelled good. Felt good. Tasted good. My brain was still in autopilot, letting me do without thinking. I was sure doing a lot, and my thinking had been shut down to just, "Damn, Embry is awesome."
I never even thought of Embry at first, suddenly attacked by me like that. But he reacted quickly and unexpectedly. Instead of a typical 'jerk away and destroy' Embry reaction, I was being lowered down to the bed, never parting his lips from mine.
Then, I wasn't even in control of the kissing anymore. He was. Fine by me. I was content to lie there and let my head spin with warm, scented bliss...
That is, until someone dropped something downstairs.
It was a rude awakening back into RealityLand. We broke apart, both working to catch our breath. Both in shock over what had just happened.
As the seconds ticked by, realization slowly dawned on me.
1...I had just, liked, jumped Embry...
2...We just kinda made out...
3...Wait, he made out with me...
He had some weird scent.
It made me jump him.
He made out with me...
"Fang?" I heard him whisper, sounding totally unsure of himself.
All my embarrassment and shocked mixed into something I think is best known as pure rage.
"Get...Out...Of...My....Room..." I ground out through gritted teeth.
Embry's eyes widened, but he didn't ask any questions. He began to slowly pick himself up off my bed and off of me.
Too slowly.
"Get....OUT!" I reached for the nearest thing to me. Ironically, the lamp that had started this whole mess. I yanked off of it's cord and sent it flying at him, hitting him in the shoulder.
"OUT OUT OUT!" I yelled, grabbing other things to toss at him. A clock, a notebook, a box of tissues...
It didn't take Embry long to beat a hasty retreat, thankfully shutting my bedroom door behind him. I had no idea what everyone else thought of my outburst. I'd let Embry handle explaining it.
Meantime, I lowered myself down onto the pillows he'd gotten for me, then grabbed the blankets and pulled them over my head.
What the Hell have I done?!
What was I thinking? Well, I wasn't thinking, I was smelling. What was that all about, anyway?
I let out a low whine. Oh, man, this was just...How the Hell could I explain this?
"So, Fang, you made out with Embry like he was Shakira that magically appeared in your room. You have an explanation?"
"Well, Risa, he, uhhh...He smelled good?"
"If that's all it takes to turn you on, I guess it's worth investing in Chanel, huh?"
If I hadn't been so miserable, I might've been able to laugh at the fact that imaginary Risa could wield sarcasm as well as the real one.
The more I thought, the more I realized how crazy and stupid this whole situation was. Embry smelled good so I made out with him. Embry kissed me back. When I came back to reality, I got pissed at Embry and threw all my possessions at him.
Did any of that make sense?
I was never coming out from under this blanket. Who knows what Embry had told them downstairs. My heart raced from nervousness. I thought back to the last thing that got my heart racing, that damn scent. Remembering it, I was able to create that moment for just a second, before we were jogged back to our senses. Embry's scent making my head spin, his warmth, my heart racing faster and faster...
How good of a kisser he was...
I snapped back into myself, taking a couple breaths to calm me down. I wrapped both my arms and wings around myself and closed my eyes, trying to erase these memories from my brain.
It didn't work.
What the Hell have I done?!
Fang: I will give you anything not to post this trash. ANYTHING.
Me: Hmmm...Your virginity?
Fang: ...
Me: Posting!
Fang; I need a gun...
R&R? -cowers in fear- This could be good or really bad...