Hello everyone! I updated really quickly and even though this is probably the shortest chapter I've ever written for this story, you'll be able to tell why I had to cut it off when I did. I'm hoping this chapter is a good one, made better as always by the phenominal Angel of the Night Watchers who is my awesome Beta. I'm also hoping this chapter is a good one because I'm releasing it for my BFF Tessayta's birthday! Happy Twentieth, chickadee!
Hope you all enjoy!
"Ow, godd- you don't need to impale me!" I yelled, stomping my feet and wincing while I looked down at the needle digging into the crook of my elbow with distaste. I could almost hear the rolling of eyes as Edward and Jacob decided I was being melodramatic. Personally, I don't fucking think I am. I'm woken up early in the morning...at eleven...because the vampires made a visit that I didn't know about, and now there are vampires are taking my blood.
Am I the only one seeing a problem here?
"Actually, that is kind of the point. But I am sorry, Francine." Carlisle said quietly, watching the vial fill with patient, and still very creepy, golden eyes. "Taking blood is never an easy thing."
"I know you're like, head vamp and all, but isn't this awkward for you?" I asked, watching as he smiled and dug in his old fashioned leather bag for something that I couldn't see.
"Not at all. I've practiced many years to be comfortable around blood." Carlisle explained, at the same time he used some of his vampiric lightning speed and switched from a full vial of blood to an empty one, making sure not to spill a drop. I didn't necessarily think my blood was precious or anything, but I was glad he did it because I don't know how I would feel if I saw my own blood dripping down, well, anything.
"And why is this happening at eleven-thirty on a Saturday morning?" I asked, looking up at Jacob who was being overly protective and standing just a few feet away. It was as if he were a bouncer to my body making sure that no one, particularly Edward, got too close for comfort...though I wondered whose comfort he was more concerned for, his or mine. I guess it made sense that Jake had gotten even more protective now that we had started having sex, as of a month ago, and I had let him know I was his. Again. Personally, I'm surprised how much we had sex. It was like opening a flood gate and now there was no stoppi-
"Please stop thinking about it." Edward's voice croaked in some sort of agony that only another mind reader would understand. "It's bad enough having him picture it in his own mind, I'd hoped that you'd be more mature and leave your thoughts more censored."
I couldn't help myself as I purposely thought of a particularly graphic night in the past week where Jacob had decided to try and f- Edward let out a grown and backed away a few steps. "That was unnecessary."
"You being here is unnecessary." Jake muttered under his breath. I rolled my eyes, having a feeling that my fun was over for the day. Now I would have to play responsible adult because my boyfriend, the werewolf, was eternally in the mood to beat up Edward, my vampire doctor. How many people can say that they've experienced that?
"Now, now boys; play nice." I scolded, looking between the two of them in annoyance. Must they always be at each other's throats, both literally and metaphorically? Really this whole 'vampire verses werewolf' rivalry was getting really old, really fast. "Jake, you have to remember that they're doctors. And they're here for...why is it you need blood, again?"
"Yes, that's a question I'd like answered, leech." Jake hissed, shooting something far more foul than the evil eye Edward's way. I almost felt bad for the vampire, I mean Jacob's hatred was rooted to years of bitterness. Poor Edward probably didn't deserve it anymore but Jake probably still wasn't over the fact that he'd lost the girl - bitch or not - and having his best friend murdered by-
"I did not murder her." Edward said sternly. "I gave Bella her options."
Options like 'neck' or 'wrist'?
"Better options than that." Edward scoffed, I could tell he really wanted to leave. Any time Bella was mentioned he got very touchy. It was kind of nice knowing that if Jacob did have to lose the girl - not that I wanted him with the ho - he lost it to someone who actually cared for her. "She chose the one who'd stay with her. Jacob would have imprinted and left her in the dust."
"She chose wrong." Jacob growled quietly and I suddenly felt like I'd gotten to a point where I started to feel insecure again. I hated when conversation went back to Bella, which seemed inevitable if you got Edward and Jacob into the same room. I didn't like how these two had fought over her in a triangle more epic than the fucking pyramids, and how I still had to hear about it every time they came over for tea and crumpets. Or a vial of blood and some veal, whatever their preference. Bella was so unnecessary for my poor ego, which already hurt half the time because I wasn't cool enough to be a wolf or, you know, remember my own favourite fucking colour.
"There's nothing wrong with that," Edward interrupted. Again. "You're healing. Things will move slowly, now we're just doing a few tests."
"But nothing's wrong with my blood, something's wrong with my head." I said slowly, looking away as the doctor took the needle out. I'd never been afraid of needles and I had never been squeamish, but seeing all that blood suddenly made me feel ever-so-slightly more lightheaded.
"There is nothing wrong, we hope. We've just taken note that some of the wolves have come to worry about a thing or two," Carlisle said slowly, pocketing the vials of my blood as he grabbed a cotton swab and pressed down, hard, on what would soon be another wonderful bruise or my collection. "Would you like to tell her, Jacob?"
Jake glared daggers at Carlisle, almost as if I wasn't supposed to have been told anything at all. This automatically set me on edge. I was just starting to get the truth out of everyone: about my boyfriend, about the wolves, about my past, so no one had better fucking hold out on me about my goddamn health. I turned my expectant gaze to Jake, pondering what there really was I could threaten him with. I couldn't think of anything substantial that I wouldn't cave on in the first few days, except for maybe if I were to threaten the frequency of sex.
"Would you please, stop! The two of you are like animals!" Edward cried out, holding his head as if he had just felt the beginnings of a violent migraine.
"I am an animal." Jake smirked towards him for a moment, but after a breath his face fell and he turned back toward me, sober of his laughter. "And that might be the issue here, Franki."
"That we fuck like bunnies?" I asked, keeping my face as straight and serious as Jacob's was, but I couldn't help it as I openly laughed from Edward's dramatic groan, as if he were getting more visuals that I knew I wasn't providing. I stopped the laughter when I noticed that Jacob was still stone-faced. It was his serious face that always disturbed me - the face of the Alpha who knew how to deliver bad news if he had to. It was that face which let me know that he really did know how to command and be authoritative because he was the glue that held every situation, like whatever situation I was about to be explained, together.
"Jake, what's going on?"
"Sam noticed before I did...your smell changed a bit, your anger's flared, your temperatures risen a little. We're thinking - we are worried - it is a possibility that you may start phasing again."
I blinked for a long time, trying to take in this new piece of information before I narrowed my eyes and opened my mouth as if everyone in the room had decided to willing drop one hundred IQ points. "So you geniuses decide to bring vampires to check if I'm reacting to my wolf gene?"
No one responded. "Are you fucking insane?"
"My argument exactly." Edward nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose as if he were trying to save himself from some sort of foul smell, I rolled my eyes at the display before they narrowed.
"You killed Bambi's Mom. You ruined my childhood. I don't want to hear your arguments."
"We were thinking that since you're used to us being around that it may mean there is another vampire in the area." Jacob let out a growl at his statement and I instantly knew to touch his arm when he closed his eyes to calm himself. He didn't start to shake, I'd been to fast for that, but it took him a few very deep breaths before he dared to put his hand on mine and continue on with the conversation.
"That will be enough blood, then." He said finally, as if he expected that I wouldn't need any more taken for the rest of my life as he eyed the second vile sticking out of Dr Cullen's robes. It was more of a command than a question, but I was really glad he did it. I was feeling a little bit dizzy.
"We don't want to take too many chances and see if there are only a very limited number of active blood cells with the proper DNA. Two vials will be enough."
"That's like, a pint of blood." I whined, daring to look down at my arm and seeing that the blood had seeped through the swab. I let out a whimper and looked away.
"Nowhere near." Edward muttered to himself, I could tell he didn't like being near me so much now that I'd started getting my memories of hating his Bella back. Even though I had no memories of his extended family, whom I had apparently loved. "Just get some sleep and eat some food, you should be fine."
"I like food." I said simply, looking to Jacob with a wide smile, knowing he'd agree with me. "Can I have food?"
"Of course you can have food," he smiled affectionately and I felt my chest swell a little bit by the eye contact. Whatever pull or stretch or magnetism or...or, effect there was between Jacob and I had only seemed to have gotten stronger the past few weeks. I felt like I was opening myself up to him again - not only in a dirty way. I just felt like he was mine and I could tell him things how it was, no more sugar coating and no more trying to be Old Franki. I liked not having to try to be Old Franki...or at least being given the option, anyway. "We can go over to Emily's. I know she wants to see you and I have to talk to Sam."
I turned away from him, immediately annoyed. I'd spoken too soon. Now old, bitchy Franki decided to step in and say, yeah, asshole, I'm going to show you how things work again. To think I was just complimenting the fucker. "You always have to talk to Sam."
"Sam always needs to be informed," he shrugged. "He's alpha now."
"You're in love with him." I stated with a shrug. "Can I be a bridesmaid?"
"What?"
"At your wedding. Since you're going to marry Sam. Can I be a bridesmaid?" I asked, keeping my face clear of any sign of humour or, even more likely, any sign of aggravation. This fucking stupidity had to get out in the air.
"That's not funny," he frowned, still unsure whether or not I was joking with him or if I were actually angry.
"I know. This is very serious. When you marry your handsome prince, I want to be a bridesmaid. I'll hold your train going down the aisle and everything." I said with a stoic face, I couldn't deny I was proud I was doing as well as I was. I could feel the tension from the two Cullen's beside me, who didn't want to be near us during a lovers quarrel, but both Edward and Carlisle seemed to realize that our little impromptu doctors appointment was not done and they'd had to sit and wait for me to behave.
"Franki, the joke's gone too far."
"Not at all, because it's not a joke!" I said, banging my fist down on my knee for emphasis. "And when you throw the bouquet, be sure to hurl it in my direction because I'll be down a boyfriend to the weird alpha dude and Emily will be all upset because she'll have to watch her husband traipse off with another dude, since gay marriage is allowed in Washington-"
"Did you just use the word 'traipse'?"
"And then I'll go and be all depressed and wolfy trying to find another imprint because my imprint was an asshole who neglected me too much and made me want to denounce my United States residency because they do allow gay marriage...which makes me sound like a bitch, and although I am totally for it, I will be too bitter that I fell in love with one of the assholes who didn't care about my goddamn fucking feelings."
Everyone stayed very quiet after my little tangent. And I won't deny that now I had relaxed and took a good breath, I realized I had done in far too much detail and even worse maybe only one or two breaths. Jacob eyed me in some sort of mix between displeasure and exhaustion.
"Are you done?"
I paused, feeling out my emotions. "I think so."
"Emily's?" He asked in the same tone, as if he were asking me which movie I would want to watch with him even though we'd watched movies every day for a month.
"Yeah, we can go to Emily's."
"You do know you're unbelievable, don't you?" Jacob asked in exasperation, even though I could tell he was fighting off a smile. I couldn't help but wink at him.
"You say that as if it's a bad thing."
"Well, we will let you go about your day." Carlisle interrupted, though he sounded like he was fighting off his own smile at our display. Because the medications I was on for my pain thinned out my blood, the cotton that was over my cut was now pooling a bit, so Carlisle quickly switched it for a new ball and covered it over with a thick piece of tape to help it clot.
"Why don't you go shower, Jake. I'll let them out." I offered. I watched him battle with himself, he was going between not wanting to leave me alone with the bloodsuckers and wanting to do what I asked him to. It wasn't until I sent him one of my stern looks that he released an aggravated sigh, grunted, and left the room. I listened carefully, waiting as I heard him hesitating and being sluggish about grabbing a towel and slamming the bathroom door. I didn't feel comfortable speaking again until I heard the water running, though I'm sure if he really wanted to listen, running water wouldn't be enough to stop him from hearing anyway.
"So, just a general question," I began lightheartedly, turning towards the two vampires who seemed to know that I was waiting to speak to them privately.
"Yes." Edward answered my question early. I blinked heavily, glaring at him - Jake was right, that's annoying as fuck - before turning my eyes back to the real doctor.
"I've been through medical school multiple times," Edward sighed against my thoughts. "I just look too young to practice. I'm more experienced than most of the doctors you've dealt with."
"Wonderful." I said tonelessly, turning to Carlisle who was packing away all his things and chuckling at our exchange. "So Doctor Cullen who has been practicing for hundreds of years as a real doctor, these memories I've been having when I'm awake...could they mean that I'll be getting the rest back, soon?"
"Hmm. Well it's definitely a sign of improvement," he nodded thoughtfully, finishing what he was packing to look towards Edward. I took that as a bad sign. "But that your skull is almost healed and the memories have not come back in full yet is..."
"Bad." I finished lowly, catching the meaning behind he and Edward's private conversation. "Do you think I may not get them back at all?"
He waited a long moment, turning his eyes to me again. "It's a possibility. But it is also a possibility that they will just continue at this inconstant rate and you will gain them back day by day for years."
"That's even worse." I thought to myself, thinking about how every time I would sleep I would never have a real nights sleep. How I could start working a job and zone out as a memory plagued me, or worse how I could become a wolf and have other people's memories start to overpower mine and trigger something that I was not ready to see or I'd make up false memories or something. Carlisle had told me when I was still in the hospital that false memories existed and as great as you could make them be, they weren't real. I needed to really remember things. I nodded towards the sound of running water. "Have you told him?"
"No, though he assumes it to be a bad sign. He refuses to give up hope." Edward informed, it was the first time I was glad he was a prying cockblock in my brain. He gave me a look at that, which I ignored.
"Well...unless he asks, just...don't, okay?" I knew Jake wouldn't ask them. That was like giving up. It was against what Jake believed in to hear that something was wrong with my progress and I knew he would refuse to hear bad news or take it into consideration. I guess it meant that he was optimistic and stuff, which was good, but something told me that one day he was going to realize I wasn't getting better anymore and then I'd be taken to all sorts of doctors and specialists. Or maybe he'd even start beating me so that I'd sleep - which was a ridiculous thought, he'd never lay a harmful finger on me. For now, to avoid the pity and the orders to sleep, maybe it was better that he didn't know. I didn't want that look, the look I had seen so early into this thing where he thought everything was lost.
I walked both Edward and Carlisle to the door and let them out of the house and into the foggy morning without another word. When I closed the door, I leaned back into it as if I could hold out everything that I was thinking, too. I didn't want to lose myself to the worry of the situation and that was exactly where I stayed, shaking and glossy eyed, until Jacob was out of the shower and ready for the day.
I got ready myself after that, walking slowly and dragging my feet out of exhaustion even though it was still early afternoon. I tried to think that maybe it was because of all the blood that Dr Fang had taken from me, that I was just a little bit anemic or whatever it was. Cookies and milk, that would be really nice right now. Maybe Emily would hook me up once we got there.
But should I go around the wolves? I mean, they all knew what was at risk - that I was ready to shift again - and isn't that a bad thing? I mean, what if I did? What if this was the sign that everything was changing, not just my body? Because really, if I did phase, one of two things would happen. My body could heal as it was - still with a bruised brain that left me without a majority of my long term memories. Luckily, I was already pretty much healed and my memories still had not returned to me, which worried me that I would never get them again. Or, option two, that I could heal and go back to normal and have the same problem with not being able to bear children. Again. Or, what if for some reason I find myself falling off the cliff again...or jumping. I mean, everyone tends to just rule out that idea, but what if I did jump? I personally don't think I'm the type to hurl myself off a massive cliff head first, but if I did would whatever the reason I'd done it in the first place make me do it all over again?
If I turned and healed entirely, would my memories be lost for good? Or would they come back and be the death of me, for real this time?
"Ready to go?" Jacob asked quietly, sensing that I was troubled and deep in thought. I pretty much jumped out of my skin at the intrusion, but I nodded a little too quickly and stood up with a bit of a headrush.
"Ready."
Jake drove down to Sam and Emily's house for my sake, normally he liked to walk or go wolf for it, but I think he knew that if I wanted a quick escape plan I would be able to drive myself home if his talk with Sam went too long. On the way there he was grumbling to himself about how he wished Edward would stop coming to my doctors visits, how Carlisle was rude for bringing him, and he was ballsy enough to even point out that Edward may be spying on our progress for Bella's sake. Which, if you took the time to think about it, kind of made sense.
I tried being the rational one and arguing with him that Edward having been there was what let us know that I was actually having memories as dreams when we originally didn't know. I told him that Edward wasn't actually a mean guy, even if he did fuck him over in the past, and really he was taking out his resentment on the Bella situation on him. I definitely got the most response from him when I relived how much we were torturing the ginge by graphically fantasizing about our rather impressive, and frequent, sex life.
Jacob parked the car crooked because of the tears in his eyes thanks to the stitch in his side, that's how hard we were laughing. Even I was holding my stomach because I felt like if I laughed any harder I would lose control of my bladder. The two of us were still laughing and scheming about what we would think about during Edward's next visit when we climbed out of the car and heard the harpy. And by harpy, I mean that both of us sobered up because even I could clearly hear Leah screaming bloody murder to whoever else was in the house, fifty feet away from us with closed doors and windows.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Leah screeched, her voice almost making the windows shutter. I think I heard something inside the house shatter, probably under her foot. There was a long pause where someone, someone much more calm than she was, must have been answering her.
"You're being an idiot - not that I should be surprised. Why don't you just fuck off and do whatever it is you have to do, Sam. Because that's what you always do. Wolf before life, right?" Another silence, I really hope that whoever was trying to coax her down was more talented at it than she was at being mad. Which was really fucking doubtful. I looked to Jacob with wide eyes but he was tuned to the argument inside the little house. I guess he could probably hear whoever was responding to her, too.
"Why is Leah so mad?" I asked him, looking at the house that still almost looked like it was shaking in the tension of Leah's new screams.
"Don't give me that shit, Sam. I'm not the asshole here, you are!"
"Have you ever known Leah when she isn't mad?" Jake smiled tauntingly, I felt something in my stomach flutter awkwardly at his words. "Want to go interrupt?"
Jake reached out and grabbed my hand but before he could grab it, suddenly everything started to haze over. I didn't have enough time to consciously know what was happening to me because suddenly I was not the same me. I didn't have the consciousness to notice that the lighting around me had changed, but I wasn't surprised. I didn't question it at all. It was suddenly sunset, but there were no clouds in the sky. I could feel that I was damp, looking down I pulled at my purple bathing suit with daisies on it. I felt sticky and sandy.
I could hear someone yelling real loud. It was real, super loud. I put my hands over my ears, but I could still hear Leah yelling through them, she must be mad again. Embry said this is what happened during lady times, but since Leah was a girl she was always on her lady time. I hope I never become a lady.
"Jake," I frowned, looking up so high that my neck hurt. Jake was super tall, he was the tallest in the whole pack! "Why's it so loud?"
"The pack is having a little argument." He said with a small smile, he turned around and reached out for my hand but I didn't grab it cause then I could hear Lee-Lee yelling again. "You wanna go back to the beach, sweetie?"
"Why is Leah so mad?" I hope she wasn't mad at me.
"Have you ever known Leah not to be mad?" He asked, poking my belly a bit. It tickled and I dropped my hands only to put them back against my ears, she was still being really, really loud and it hurt my brain.
"Tell her to stop!"
"We should stay out here in case Leah goes all fluffy, Cubs. You don't want her to growl at you, do you?" Cake asked seriously. I didn't like it when the wolves growled at me even though sometimes I growled back - I couldn't help it, sometimes they were all big and scary but really they were all just silly. They always laughed in my tele-telephorty when I was fluffy too. That wasn't right. What's that word? Telephone - telepathone - telephoney, telepony, telepothy...
"Daddy would beat 'er up!" I pouted loudly. "And I'll bite 'er, right in her ass-"
"Francine, don't swear!" I was really happy Jacob was laughing though cause then it meant I wasn't really in trouble. Daddy got really mad when I sweared.
"But Embry said it was funny."
"Don't listen to Embry. You shouldn't listen to the stupid things he says." Cake seemed really sure, but Embry had said that he would be. I frowned and crossed my arms. I liked showing him that I could have big person talks too, like how all the wolves liked to talk about other people. But Billy told me it was called gossip and that it was bad.
"Embry said you's stupid."
"That's because Embry's stupid and that's one of the stupid things he says." Cake finished. I frowned, thinking about it and I knew that he wasn't stupid because Cake was the smartest and bestest guy I knew. And if he's the smartest that has to mean he's the rightest.
"Oh."
Leah let out a big growl, one that ended up turning into a ripping sound, something that made me scared. She'd gone fluffy! I looked to Jake. Leah wasn't allowed to go fluffy in the house, she'd scratched the couch once and everyone was afraid of her scratching one of them. Paul and Leah were the scariest because they were more claws than fluff, Mommy said.
"But Daddy-"
"Everyone will be fine. See, she's already in the backyard." He started saying but I was too scared I ran right up onto the porch and tried opening the door. But it was locked. My door is never locked! I got really scared, really fast and cause the door wouldn't open I kicked it three whole times before the lock broked and I almost fell into my home.
"Mommy!" I yelled when I saw my mommy bent forward, she looked up and tears were running down her face. "Mommy are you's okay?"
"I'm fine, Francine." Mommy sniffled and I saw her wipe away her crying, but she missed some of the tears on her one cheek she couldn't feel. I wiped them away and she wrapped me in a big hug. She was shaking, but it was different than when I did it.
"What's wrong?"
"Auntie Leah's in a very bad mood." We both looked up when Jake walked slowly into the room, looking non-comfortable and big in the door.
"What happened?" He asked, all low and alpha-like.
"Leah got angry with Sam for giving her double patrols during a date she'd planned." Mommy had another tear. "But it's Franki's birthday in two weeks and I made him promise me he'd be here for it. He missed her birthday last year..."
"Jake, you're gunna be here, right?" I asked with big pouty lips and pointy eyes. "You missed it too!"
"Your Daddy and I were getting the bad guys." He said slowly, walking forward a bit so that he could bend down in front of us on the floor.
I pouted, shaking my head. "Bad guys miss birthdays."
"You want me there that bad?" Cake laughed, poking me in the belly button again. It tickled, but I shook my head to make my brain stay where it should.
"More bad! You and me and mommy and daddy and...and all my presents!"
"Who said you were getting presents?" My Mommy half smiled, I frowned at the thought of not getting my presents. I liked opening the wrapping. And I liked all the colours. And I couldn't really read cards yet, but I liked it when Daddy or Embry read them to me - they liked to do them in funny voices like they were trying to be the people they were from but they were always really, really bad.
"Mommy, I has to have presents! Allen said that he got four presents last year cause he was four. I's has to have five!"
"Five whole presents?" Mommy pretended to be shocked. "Jacob, do you think we can find her a whole five presents?"
"Five is a pretty big number..." He said seriously, but when I whined like a puppy I saw him smile at me. "But I love you enough to get you ten."
"Ten!" I opened my mouth really wide. Who'd heard of ten presents? "Ten whole presents?"
"Jacob, don't get her hopes up." Mommy used her upset voice. I looked up at Jake hopefully, but he shrugged.
"She wants ten presents? I'll get her ten presents." He smiled. "I'll give you anything you want in the whole world."
"I want a whole week with you, and bubbles, and a kitty, and a puppy, and markers, and a barbie - no, I want hotwheels, and a cake - but it has to be from you cause your name's Cake, and I want a ballerina outfit and I want to go on runs with you and I want-"
"That's ten." Cake winked at me, having held up a finger for each thing I said.
"You spoil her," I heard Daddy's voice from outside. I saw him walk in and he was all muddy. He'd been fighting with Auntie Lee-Lee again.
"Daddy, Cake's gunna get me ten presents!"
"You'll get tons, Franki. Almost all the pack is coming this time." He smiled at me and I giggled, clapping and jumping up and down on Mommy's lap. Almost the whole pack! Except for Auntie Lee-Lee, I think. She hated coming around if both mommy and daddy were somewhere. "Can I talk to Jacob, please? Emily, will you take her to bed?"
"Alpha talking now? But you need to tuck me in!" I pouted.
"I'll be up soon, baby." Daddy smiled. "Emily?"
"Bye Cake!" I jumped right from Mommy's lap like a monkey and grabbed onto him. I squeezed him as tight as I could and he made a sound as if I were really strong but I knew I wasn't because he was really strong. But I liked it anyway. "You're my fav'ite!"
"Love you, Cubs. I'll see you tomorrow."
Suddenly, as quickly as I had come out of it, I was back in the real world. A world where I was not nearing five years old, instead I was twenty-two and completely aware that I had slipped into another waking memory. It left my mind as foggy as the air around me, but I knew exactly what it all meant. But how could that possibly be what it meant? After all this time, after all the memories I'd had, I'd finally gotten more answers? I could feel that my arm was being yanked on by a Jacob who looked almost the exact same as he had from what I'd only just remembered, only now he looked very confused.
"Franki?"
"What - the - fuck." I stated breathlessly thinking about what I had just seen. My mind was spinning, I think particularly because I knew it was true. And I knew it was true because my memories had never lied to me before and they had never fucked people up or one about switching people's places. I looked at Jake, my eyes growing cold on him. How fucking dare he? He held my hand tighter, now concerned over my mood swing but I suddenly felt vicious.
This was it, the big secret? This is what I had been missing?
I yanked my hand from his, completely disgusted, before I took off towards the house. The door banged open, though I didn't need to kick it like I had once before in my memories. I looked in the room to see the entire pack there, looking at me in shock. How had I not noticed it before?
The walls were a lighter beige and the furniture had been updated - but this was the house I had seen in my memories. My Mom was usually shopping or my Dad was out. Sam had been the one talking to the doctors at the hospital. Emily was always so clingy and teary-eyed. My parents had known about the wolves and my Dad was really accepting over it. My Dad was having a hard time - a hard time with what? Was it because I had said Sam could try to stop phasing and I would too? Yeah, that has to be it. Sam always needed to babysit me or be around and he always needed to be informed and I bet it wasn't over any Alpha business after all.
So many fucking signs and I missed each fucking one.
"You should all leave," I said with more authority than I ever thought I had. Everyone was watching me nervously, never having seen me so angry. Maybe they were nervous because I was shaking like I had seen all of them do so often. I turned my cold eyes to Sam, my glare dangerous. "This is a family reunion. Isn't that right, Dad?"
There it is! Now you know! How do you feel about it? Surprised? I know a lot of you started piecing it together and good for you. Every time I would read one of your reviews and you'd make a guess right or wrong I would giggle and jump in my seat a little, always getting all excited that your minds were working so hard to figure it out.
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RJM: Ha, I guess they can be longer than other's chapters. I remember when I first started writing on Quizilla oh so long ago and my chapters were around 500-1000 words. Oh how we progress with time! I hope you liked this chapter as well as the last one and thank you so much for your review :)
gleek15: I'm so glad you liked the last chapter and I hope you liked this one just as much, if not more! I updated especially quickly because so many people asked me to and I hope this one was worth what little wait there was ;) Thanks for reading!
kallie2915: I hope you liked this chapter, thank you so much for your review! I promise you will never have to wait so long for a Forgetting Franki chapter again :)
EnglishVoice: I'm glad you liked it, I was really worried and no one else really mentioned it. I'm glad I didn't ruin it or anything - sex is not something to be ruined! I'm glad you enjoyed it and hoped you liked this chapter too. Thank you for your review!
Angel of the Night Watchers: Yeah, the sex scene was definitley difficult but thanks for the compliment anyway. I also have the problem of starting stories and then leaving them "for later" then looking a year and a half later and being like "whoa, when did I do THIS?" but oh well. Sometimes that ends up being the best. I didn't actually continue Forgetting Franki for months after the idea came to me. Tell your sister that writing is awesome and she should totally start publishing via fanfiction. It gives you so much inspiration! As for the Harry Potter story thank you for all your help with it. I am actually thinking of sending you the first chapter soon and seeing your thoughts on that too, if you wouldn't mind. Just before I publish. Anyway, thanks again for the super quick edit :)
Happy2BeeMe: I'm glad you thought it was worth the wait, but I promise never to do it to you again for this story anyway :) Notice that after your review I added a bit about the cliff if she jumped vs fell? I hope you liked that, it was just for you! I hope you liked this chapter too and thanks so much for chatting with me and sharing your thoughts!
Sugar-Ice: You didn't have to wait very long! Good guess as to who her dad was, there was definitely something fishy and I'll explain further in the last chapter. I just knew that there was a good place to stop and I wanted it out sooner rather than later. Maybe leg cramps are a good sign? Thanks for reviewing!
AreYouSirius-questionmark: Well, were you right about who her Dad was, or did I end up shocking you? I doubt it, you seemed pretty sure but thank you for your thoughts, I hope to hear more of them!
EclipseLover97: Thanks for your review as always, I hope you liked this chapter!
Well guys, there it is. A HUGE mystery uncovered now there is only one mystery left - what happened on the cliff? I promise you that it will be answered! But not day ;) I have mapped out every chapter left in this story and I can tell you that there are only NINE CHAPTERS LEFT, I will be releasing my prologue and first chapter of my Harry Potter story next time and maybe even my first chapter of another story I'll be starting on chapter 27. So you should all REVIEWso that you will get all of them in ;)
Thank you, hope you liked it!
-Egypt