Hatred in the Face

The walk was uncomfortable. I could feel his eyes on me constantly. Every time I would glance over at the giant, I could see his head moving to look ahead of us. It didn't help the thick silence.

I wanted to speak up but I wasn't too sure what exactly to say. This glancing was making me feel worried. Was he waiting for something to happen? Did he think I was going to go berserk out of nowhere? I wasn't sure but soon the staring became more annoying than worrying.

I felt the need to reach over and poke and eyeball out, but retrained myself. My sarcastic nature wanted to take over. Human contact, even though it was getting bothersome right now, really was something I enjoyed. So I tried to refrain myself.

Luckily I have control of myself.

I turn my head to look at him again. Like before his head snapped back to look ahead of us. "Either my face is amazing or you must be really intimidated by five foot tall girls." I guess I didn't have as much control as I thought. That seemed to help the mood though seeing as a grin spread across his face.

I had to admit it looked stunning on him. He had slight dimples which drew my eyes to his lips.

He looked back at me and actually kept held my gaze this time. "Sorry." He didn't seem too sincere seeing as he was still smiling.

It went silent again, luckily this time the tension was gone. Before I could think of anything else to say we came up on a cottage. It looked just like the one Ephraim had lived in. The only deference was this one had a few flower pots on the porch and a bunch of overgrown bodybuilders standing in front of it.

Well I suppose Ephraim's house had that too but it wasn't nearly has many. Come to think of it. All these guys held a resemblance in the body structural department with Ephraim. Their faces weren't the same but their bodies certainly were.

As I got closer I notice glares on these guys face. Not only that but those glares were pointed at me. What the hell? I look behind me out of instinct to see if someone else was there that they were glaring at. Nope. Looking back at them they didn't falter much with the staring.

Why were they glaring at me? I scanned everyone one of them. Some were slightly lankier then the others but not by much. There was a girl too. I hadn't really noticed her at first. She didn't look much like a tree like everyone else seemed to. She did look toned though. She along with all of them had looks of a Native American.

Only two people seemed to not be looking at me with hate, besides the guy that was walking beside me. Instead they stare in curiosity. It was the smallest one and another one that had a slightly round face with chubby cheeks.

My focus quickly left them though one of the older looking men started walking towards us. I stopped about ten feet away from him. This man was scarier than anyone else I had ever seen. It didn't help the fact that even at ten feet away I still had to tilt my head up to look at him in the face.

Jacob stopped a few feet ahead of me once he noticed I had stopped. This guy looked to be sizing me up. Either that or he deeply believed that looks could kill.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jacob twitch. Every so often he would turn his head towards this man and then back to me. I wasn't too sure why though.

His voice kind of startled me. "What were you doing in the woods?"

I don't know what I was expecting from this guy but it wasn't that. Really I wasn't sure what to tell him. He was obviously going to judge me on what I said. Truth was I had no reason to be in the woods other than to clear my head.

"Walking?" It didn't even come out as an answer. Then again anyone receiving a glare from a bunch of jack and the bean stalk giants would be scared too.

This guy apparently didn't like sarcasm though. I could practically see his teeth gnawing on each other. "Don't you mean running?"

Panic ran through me. Did they see me run? Did they know what I was? No they couldn't have, they didn't arrive until afterward.

At this point I was already running through possible lies to tell. My stream of thoughts stopped when I thought I saw Jacob move slightly in between this guy and me. I tried to ignore that trick of the eye.

"Sam. I need to talk to you." Something about Jacob's voice stuck out to me. It seemed assertive but at the same time tentative.

This Sam guy finally tore his intense stare away from me and focused on Jacob. Tension left me as soon as they focused on one another. I didn't like being the center of this…well I didn't know exactly what it was but it was something.

Sam didn't sound too happy about talking to Jacob. "What?" At that I saw Jacob nod his head slightly in the direction of the house.

The guy looked past Jacob back to me before reluctantly nodding. What was wrong with these guys? I mean Jacob seemed alright but so far they were acting…as weird as I probably acted. I mean what person goes running around a forest getting in the way of vampires and there dinner. I'm sure it probably made me look suicidal, if they knew I knew she was a vampire anyway. At this point my mind was roaming free.

Jacob turned his head to face me and gave another one of those adorable smiles. "Stay right here for a few minutes. Ok?"

I'm not sure why but I didn't even bother questioning him, I simply nodded. The two walked towards the house and went in leaving me alone. Well if you didn't include the other giants currently in the yard.

I avoided their gazes as much as possible by looking around. The grass was uncut, maybe there really was a bean stock here. I sighed at this. Boredom was obviously catching up to me along with the dreaded but expected insanity.

Footfalls were heard heading towards me. Looking up I half expected to be tackled by how loud the sound was. Instead I was met with a childish face which was smiling down at me. My god this kid couldn't be older than me and yet he was so huge.

"Hi, I'm Seth Clearwater." I was slightly shocked at this but noticed he was one of the few that hadn't been glaring at me. His stuck out his hand to me. It took a minute to register what was going on. His smile never faltered though.

I smiled back at him and reached out grabbing his hand. I almost pulled my hand back at how hot his was. It was so unnatural. Come to think of it had Jacob's hand been the same temperature? I remember heat but it had been spreading all over my body it was hard to pin point it.

"I'm Aubrey Jones." The more I looked at him the more he started to look familiar.

He was at the mountain with Edward and Bella. He fought that Riley guy. At this thought my smile got bigger. "It's nice to meet you."

"Same here. So what were you doing in the woods? Are you really a vampire?" My smile fell as he asked that. The tension in my body returned once again. How did they even know? I hadn't done anything while they were around, so how?

I tried playing it off. He may seem sweet but those other people didn't seem like they were. "Excuse me?"

"Seth! Stop bothering her." My head snapped up at that voice. Looking around the huge body that was currently blocking most of my view I saw Jacob coming out towards us. Relief immediately set in.

Seth's smile finally faltered slightly as a pout replaced it. "I was just getting to know her."

Jacob came to stand beside us both. It felt like I was going to get boxed in at this point. "Sam wants to talk to everyone so go on inside. Ok?"

"Fine." Seth nodded the smile back on his face as if he hadn't just been pouting. He then waved at me. "Hope to see you again Aubrey." He said this as he walked away towards the cottage.

He seemed so innocent. How could he be a shape shifter?

"Sam's going to want to come over to talk to you later tonight about what happened today. I tried talking him out of it but well, he's very demanding." I couldn't help but be annoyed at this Sam guy. He seemed very mean and rude. I mean inviting his self over to a stranger's house? That's weird.

Maybe I can just lock the doors tonight. Looking back at Jacob's arms though I came to the conclusion I would just have a broke lock on my hands if I didn't let them it, possibly a broke door too.

"Alright. Wait, he's not a stalker is he?" That came out weirder then I intended. All that I got in response was laughter though. It was so deep and masculine. The sound brought a smile to my face even though I knew this guy was laughing at me.

His laughter died down after a minute. I waited for another minute. "You never did answer my question."

"I wouldn't really describe Sam in that way. I'm sure you don't have to worry about that though." The smile from his laughter was still etched onto his face. I couldn't get over how wonderful a smile could look on a person. Rosalie didn't even catch my eyes like he did.

"Would you like a ride home?"