A message from Alec: "Hello, ladies...It has come to our attention that this has needed to be done every chapter. And lucky for you, it's my turn to inform you that if you steal this chapter, I'll numb your ass so quickly you wont even have a chance to beg me for mercy. But no worries, a grin would definitally be on my face. I know you'll enjoy this chapter; after all, it is from my point of view...Proceed."
~InspiredInTheMoment
Chapter 26: Say Uncle
Alec's POV
"Jane, you didn't have to do that…" I mumbled as we exited the throne room.
I still could not wrap my head around what event had just taken place. In fact, if I wasn't so intent on thanking my sister, I would have been completely speechless.
I could still hear Aro's lethal voice concluding my fate, and as I had feared, it wasn't to my benefit.
"After discussing the matter, we've decided that your gifts are too valuable to lose. And as you so plainly said before that you would better off be dead than in this coven and unhappy…we're prepared to oblige your request. Kill him."
The emotions exploded inside of me, and all I could think about was how I would never see Renesmee again, how I would never be able to make things right with her, or to even officially apologize. The idea of her living on without me in any form of existence was unbearably agonizing; so much so that I almost welcomed death just so I could be free of it.
Almost.
I knew I had no chance in hell of escaping, and in the few seconds I had left, I closed my eyes and pictured her divine face. My Nez, so lively and courageous, so sweet and so strong. I could hear the sound of her laughter within my head, and I smiled softly at the memory, and slowly I drifted off into her warmth.
Goodbye, Perla…
"If you want to kill him you're going to have to kill me as well." I heard a determined and enraged voice ring out loudly.
I felt my eyes open immediately, only to see my sister right at my side, her hand clenching onto mine tightly.
My eyes widened in realization. She was going to get herself killed, and that I definitely could not bear.
"Stop it, Jane!" I hissed, shaking my head violently. What the hell was she doing? Did she want to die? Was she mad? I always contemplated her being a little insane, but never to this severity. I couldn't believe she was doing this.
My first instinct to look at Aro to see his reaction to her outburst and threat, and saw the he appeared to be just as terrified as I was. I felt my brows furrow in confusion. He was scared? How was that even possible? The only possible conclusion I came up with was that he was scared of the idea of having to kill her, seeing as how Jane was his utmost favorite and precious creation. My powers were apparently replicable in his mind, but Jane's were, however, not.
It didn't surprise me one bit that he cared more about her life than he did mine. It had always been like that, and I didn't take it with offence. I found it amusing to see his horrorstruck expression at the idea of the his loss in power if she were to die.
It was actually quite pathetic, when I really considered it.
Every guard in the room were prepared to attack, but Aro quickly held his hand up to indicate to them to stay put.
"Jane, dearest…please don't put yourself in a situation that could end in tragedy to both of us." Aro said, only it came out more along the lines of a plea.
"Don't test me, Aro. There is only one person who I value and respect even more than you," Jane replied, her hand still firmly grasped onto my hand. "Much like the first time we died, we're going out together. So, either you give my brother his freedom and I remain here as your servant, or you kill me along with him; because I will not lose my brother. I was not kidding when I suggested I take his punishment. He will go unbounded. If dies, so will I. I'm more then positive that there will be someone willing to end my life if you can't."
For the first time in over three centuries, I really remembered what it felt like to be a twin again. The bond between us was as strong as ever. There was like an invisible force binding us together, and I realized nothing, not even Aro himself could come between us.
We were blood. We were family. We were the freaking Witch Twins, for crying out loud; the most feared vampires in existence. We were unstoppable, even in death.
It wasn't a shock that Aro quickly changed his vote, and thus granting me my freedom. The realization that I was actually free hadn't even begun to hit me yet, as I was still in awe over Jane's sacrifice.
"And what would you rather I have done, let you die?" Jane replied, shaking her head with a roll to her eyes as she began to pace away from me and towards the alley.
I quickly caught up with her and grabbed her wrist, forcing her to actually look at me. I took hold of her shoulders and stared into her eyes, shaking my head slowly.
"Stop with the sarcasm, sister. Talk to me…" I said softly, sighing as she glanced down and away from eye contact.
The one thing Jane despised more than human life was feeling vulnerable. And this, actually being a genuine moment, made her uncomfortable. But I didn't care. She was going to actually talk to me like a person, and I wasn't going to leave until she did. She proved just moments ago that there was still some form of humanity inside of her. Jane was willing to give up her life just to save mine, and if that wasn't love, I didn't know what was. I will foever remember it as long as I walked this earth, and thanks to Jane, that was longer then thought before.
Now the problem was getting her to actually talk about it. It was like talking to a brick, cemented wall. A wall that's been there even before our fated death.
"There's nothing to talk about, Alec. You're free from this coven, free from Aro, free from me." Jane said bitterly with a hint of hurt in her tone. I gave her a puzzling look.
I was about to tell her that it wasn't because I wanted to be free of her, but before I did, I remembered what I had said to her the cursed day Renesmee left, and when I had no control over the things I said.
'I wish you would've burned to death in that fire, Jane.
I wish I could be free of you and your cruelty.
You are the most malicious bitch that I've ever had the misfortune to be stuck with.'
At the time, I had meant every word of it. But looking back now, I just felt sick with myself. I had hurt her; something I didn't even know I was capable of anymore. In my defense, that was the worst day of my existence, and Jane was pressing my buttons to the extreme. I reacted in my rage and took everything I was feeling out on her, and I didn't care about her feelings because she had severely bruised mine. It seemed as though she didn't care that I was in the worst pain of my life, so I just let her have it. But to tell her I wished she died? That was the most cruel and sickest thing I could have ever said to my sister.
And I felt like the lowest scum in the entire universe for it. Nothing could take it back now. What was said was done. But that didn't mean I couldn't try to make some kind of peace with Jane. Start fresh.
"Jane, I'm so sorry for the things I said. I didn't mean it-"
"Yes you did, and…it's understandable. I shouldn't have…" Jane sighed and shook her head. "I shouldn't have interfered with your relationship with Renesmee, I just didn't understand it; how out of everyone in the world, you developed feelings for Edward and Bella Cullen's offspring."
I chuckled at her choice of words, because I, myself, wondered about it almost every day. How was it even possible?
"I don't even understand it, but it happened." I said, smiling softly. "She really is an amazing person if you gave the time to actually get to know her, you know."
Jane scoffed at the thought, and I smiled in response. Jane could only handle so much niceness as once. But that was just her, I guess. And as much as I wanted to change it, I couldn't. Only she could do that, and whether or not she ever would, I didn't know. Jane still couldn't live past what happened to her, and she trusted absolutely no one. She expected everyone to fail her in some way, and in doing so she set herself up for it. But maybe since she was opening herself up just a little bit right now, it'd continue to happen.
As if to answer my thoughts, Jane said:
"Don't push your luck, brother. She's still a Cullen, and I-"
"I know, you had your heart set on ending their coven." I finished for her, smiling again as she pouted a pathetic frown. "If it makes you feel any better, I had too. Once upon a time."
"It doesn't, so stop trying," Jane said with no hint of humor in her voice, that only made me laugh again. My sister really was a tight ass. She did need to loosen up some. "You should get going…"
I stopped smiling and realized that the moment had come where I had to leave her. Jane and I had never been separated under any circumstances, and if we were, it was only for a short period of time. But now I was about to leave her for good. I mean, I knew it wasn't like this was the last time we would ever see each other again, it wasn't. But just the same, things were going to be extremely different for the both of us, and it was going to take a while to get used to. But, these were the circumstances, and I was ready to get the hell out of this place once and for all. I just wanted to make sure she would be content staying here as well. That was a stupid thing to wonder, considering how this place was home to her; it'd always been home to her. But would it still be the same place for her if I was gone? Would she be lonely? Or was I just being over brotherly and worrying about her too much?
Jane was over three hundred years old and I knew she wasn't incapable of taking care of herself. Honestly, I just didn't know how to say goodbye to her. We have been practically the same person our entire lives, she was my right hand so to speak. And now I was going to be my own person. Without her.
It felt strange to even think of it.
"Thank you, sister." I mumbled awkwardly, giving her a small smile. Jane looked away from me, practically avoiding all eye contact. I looked at her, she really was beautiful in her own way, my sister. Her blonde hair pulled back as it is everyday, her eyes glowing red. Only now, she looks worried and younger than before. Jane's always scared that someone will see her being weak. We really were alike in so many ways. I had often wondered within the years, if Jane ever would find someone who would break through the stone wall. I guess I wont be here to see it if it did happen. It would be miracle.
Hopefully the gent who would be meant for my sister is a vampire, because it would literally take forever to get her to open up. Far longer than me. But that's because Jane held her emotions and her fears all on her sleeve. She just didn't realize it.
"Don't make me regret it, Alec, So help me if you cry…"
I laughed bitterly, running my hands though my hair.
"Me cry? Come now, Jane, when have I ever cried in front of you?"
She smiled sadly and finally looked me up in the eyes. My heart ached at the sight of sadness in her eyes.
"You know when." She said, ever so slowly, her voice small as the child that she was. For a moment there, I thought I was looking at the human Jane. The one who was carefree and happy from time to time. I looked down at the ground quickly in realization, my mind catching up with hers. I knew exactly what she was talking about and it shocked me that she would bring up those days. The days we both despise. It just reminded me how far we've really come.
"We really have been together forever, Sister."
"We have." Jane nodded.
"I hope you know Nez wont change anything between us. She's not Adeline." I placed my hand on my sister's shoulder, and her body tensed.
"I hope for her sake you're right."
"I am…I love her, Jane."
Jane rolled her eyes in her typical fashion, to which I sighed.
We stood there for several moments in silence, and I knew I didn't have to tell Jane I loved her as well; she already knew that. Just as I didn't need her to say it to me. Jane and I could tell each other just about everything without speaking it. It had always been like that with us; we always guessed each other's thoughts with a glance.
Without hesitating, I pulled my sister into a hug, drawing her close to me as I wrapped my arms around her little frame. She tensed for a moment, but then relaxed and slowly returned the gesture, wrapping her own arms around me and resting her head against my shoulder. The feeling of hugging Jane was almost foreign to me; it'd been so long since we've actually hugged each other. But as foreign as it felt, it also felt comforting.
We were each other's family, and my leaving didn't change that.
Jane pulled back from the hug and stared at me intensely, concern and doubt behind her garnet eyes.
"Don't take any lip from the Cullens…remember who you are…and be on guard-you know how they are…and-"
"Jane…" I chuckled, cutting off her unnecessary babbling.
Indeed I was worried about Edward and Bella's reaction to my uninvited arrival, but I was more concerned about how I was going to get back into Renesmee's good graces. Nez was my first priority, and everything else followed after her. Of course, that didn't mean I had my head in the sand. I knew I had a big storm ahead of me, but it wasn't going to keep me from her. At this point, I realized that nothing was going to.
Not even Nez herself.
Jane pursed her lips, still doubting this whole situation. Were I in her position, I would probably have the same view of things.
"I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's all."
"That makes two of us…"
"I guess you should get going then." Jane suggested in a business matter, jerking her head upwards towards the alley. I sighed and nodded in agreement, wishing that this could be easier.
"I guess so."
"I'll tell Felix goodbye for you."
I stiffened at the mention of his name. Until this moment, I had completely forgotten about what he'd witnessed with Adeline, who had apparently disappeared. Felix was going to get the completely wrong assumption, as he should have. It did look really bad, and I personally didn't need anymore failures to add to my list.
"Please don't. I doubt he'd even care right now that I left."
"And why's that?" Jane cocked an eyebrow.
"You don't want to know, trust me."
"I'll take your word for it…because honestly, I don't care." She said, being as brutally honest as she could muster. Oh, my sister…
After laughing at her bluntness, I sighed and realized that I needed to leave if I wanted to see Nez.
"I'll see you, sorella." I whispered, hugging her once more and kissing the top of her head.
"Until then, fratello…" she replied, nodding softly.
With the knowledge that this wasn't going to be the last time I saw her, I winked playfully, turned around and began to walk away.
I knew I wasn't walking away from Jane, that would be impossible. After almost four centuries with her, I had pretty much accepted that she'd always be hovering around someway. I was, however, walking away from the Volturi. I was leaving the only home I'd ever really known, which was a poor example of a home to begin with. Since Nez barged into my life, I started to see that fact little by little as I spent more time with her. She taught me that a home involved love within it; and the Volturi possessed no love of any kind. The Volturi possessed greed, lust for power, hostility to its highest extent, but no love. I knew now that I had a real home.
And as of present, my destination and home was Forks, Washington.
I really couldn't remember my journey across seas to America, except that it seemed longer than it really was. My nerves were starting to catch up with me, and I realized that I got out of the Volturi, now I just had to get Renesmee back. That would probably prove to be a bigger challenge than the Volturi.
I wondered just exactly what I was going to say, and how she would react to it. If I was basing Nez off past experiences, she tended to take her emotions and act them out times ten. Renesmee never had a problem bitching me out when she saw fit to do so, and I expected no less from her now.
But out of all the things I expected as I watched her gracefully hunt down those two doe, -which by the way sort of turned me on- I had never prepared myself for what she did upon noticing me.
She attacked me, in more ways than one. I was completely taken by surprise, so much so that I couldn't even brace myself for it. One minute I was observing her godly like movements while she hunted, and the next I was on my back in the mud, with a very provoked Renesmee on top of me and pinning me down.
I stared at her face that was full of rage, her teeth that glowed in the soft moonlight. But she wasn't even looking at me. I mean, she was looking at me, but I don't really think was comprehending who I actually was. But I was waiting for her to, and I was waiting for her to try and attack me.
Though she took me by utter surprise once more as she leaned her head down and proceeded to slide her sharp teeth along the lines of my neck. She smelled so divine, just like I remembered: sweet lavender. Nez continued to explore my neck all the way up to my jaw with her tongue, and that was when I realized that she was totally lost in her hunger. What she was hungry for? Well, I had a pretty good idea that it no longer involved deer.
It wasn't before long that I could no longer handle the torture of the whole situation. She was moaning about how amazing I tasted, and after that I sort of snapped. So fourth, I acted irrationally, and might have in the process flipped her over and proceeded to take every little inch of her that I could in that particular position. Her body was so warm under me, and I welcomed the her heat that ricocheted onto me. Her lips were soft and delectable against mine, and it was in that moment just that I realized just how much I had missed the feel of them, or how her tongue sent electricity all throughout me.
I missed all of her, every particle of her, and now I was taking her back.
Of course, the passion of our moment subsided, and she realized what she was actually doing and who she was doing it with. Though I knew she was aware that it was me, she didn't want to admit it.
In fact, she didn't want to admit much of anything. When she told me how she felt, and saying how she didn't love me enough to really trust me or give me a second chance, I'm not going to lie and say that didn't burn a hole in my chest. It did, and it hurt more than words could really describe. I felt useless, unwanted, and though I could understand her reasoning for pushing me away, that still didn't take away the pain.
I had pleaded with her, desperate to make her see, but she wouldn't. She turned around and ran from me, leaving me alone in that damn forest with nothing but my thoughts of how much of a failure I was and her locket in my hand.
I'd stood in that same spot for several minutes. Hell, it could have been hours, I'm not really sure. I just know I kept thinking back to when the two of us were actually happy. Back when she was unaware of Aro's deceptive motives and my involvement in it. Back when she was so insistent on staying with me in Italy, back when she was willing to give everything she had just to be with me.
That was when I remembered that I had risked my life to be here, I had risked everything in me just to see her. I then came to the conclusion that what I did was not going to be for nothing, it wasn't going to be in vain. Nez couldn't scare me off that easily.
She didn't trust me? I would prove to her that I was trustworthy. I would change her mind. I would remind her of why she trusted me the first time around.
She didn't love me enough? Well, I loved her enough, and that was enough for me. Because honestly, I wasn't convinced that she didn't love me enough. Her love for me was enough before, and love doesn't fade that easily.
That's when I made my decision: I wasn't going anywhere. Not tomorrow, not the next day; basically, I was staying for good. I was where I wanted to be, where I was meant to be.
As soon as Renesmee realized that, we'd all be in good shape. But she's a stubborn one, that Cullen girl. I partially blame Edward for this.
After having my life altering moment alone in the forest…in Forks, I followed her scent back to her house, or rather the Cullen's house. I may not have been inside, but for some reason this just didn't feel like this would be her home. I doubted that Edward and Bella would stay in the house full of vampires where they had no privacy whatsoever. Besides, even if she did live here, that still didn't make it her home. I personally didn't see her settling down anywhere. She was meant to travel the world, to be anywhere she wanted to be, to make her own choices. Not surrounded by people telling her what to do and who she should be with. She wasn't made to be confined in a cage, she was made to fly like the free bird I knew she was.
It wasn't hard getting inside the house. She didn't even bother locking the door! Was she trying to invite strangers inside? Her family still wasn't around, and that kind of irked me to some level. I don't know why, but I mean, she just got back, and as soon as she returns they leave?
Families don't do that, not even mine, and I have the most dysfunctional one of all.
The first time I stepped into the Cullen's house was an almost like a Twilight Zone experience. Seeing their pictures on the wall, smelling the traces of their scents mixed with in another odor that made me want to gag. I assumed it was Jacob and his pack of pups. He had definitely been here recently. It bugged me, the thought of him being alone here with Renesmee.
Or…perhaps she wasn't alone.
Clear as day, I heard a heartbeat coming from upstairs, and it wasn't Nez's. The scent that followed the heartbeat smelled of spearmint gum or something. Strange scent. Who was this? Did Nez know them? I would hope she would know them, considering it was coming from upstairs, and I'm assuming they were sleeping in one of their beds.
Was it a guy, a human guy? I wouldn't blame Nez if she went in that direction, considering her history with Jake and I. Perhaps she had a craving for someone who was without supernatural elements. Maybe she thought it would make things in their relationship less stressful.
I'm going to kill him in his sleep.
I swiftly headed upstairs, following the scent and the continuous heartbeat that practically begged to be stopped. I was rapidly making my way down the hall, not caring at this point if I woke Nez up or not.
Once I knew where the human was, I opened the door quickly, only to be taken by complete surprise. It was not a guy that I was, but a girl scrawled out across the bed with her mouth hung open and her brown hair in her face, snoring loudly as ever.
Good lord. What the hell was this thing?
I left the room and quickly went into the next room just as quietly as I went into the last.
Nez's room.
Looking at Nez, I could she didn't bother with changing clothes. She was still wearing the muddy jeans and shirt and her shoes were still on. Her face was covered in dry tears, reassuring me that I was making the right decision by staying. She'll see it my way, it's only a matter of time. Taking the necklace from my pocket, I unclipped it and placed it around her neck, making sure it stayed where it belonged. Once I did that, I gently moved the hair from Nez's porcelain face. My finger traced the outline of her cheek as I brushed a kiss on top of her forehead.
"…I'll make you believe…I swear."
With that said, I took a glance around the quiet room and I went out the window before the sun rose completely.
Once I knew that both Nez and the human girl were awake and Jacob was no where to be found near the house, I listened in momentarily. After small talk with the human girl named Duckie, about baseball and deer, I took it as my cue to step in. I was a second away from kissing Nez, when the human disturbed us.
Why do we keep forgetting to lock the door? You would think we would of learned by now to check those things before anything else.
Duckie was a lot prettier awake than she was asleep. She had a smooth, tanned complexion, dark, wavy hair and brown eyes. She was clearly not from around here from what I can tell. She had a slight Italian accent, which made me curious as to where Nez met her; before or after the events that took place? Clearly she was a decent friend to Nez considering she apparently knew about me. I think.
"I'm sorry, what did you call me?" I asked, wondering if she just called me what I think she just called me. Because I'm pretty sure she was still referring to my dick like before, only this time to my face.
She had no shame at all. This one.
"Mr. Peter, duh." She said, smirking. "I'd ask what's going on here, but clearly I've just walked into a PG-13 porno. Lucky me."
I looked at Nez questionably, silently asking her if this was normal for her friend to call people by their male parts. But she just shrugged me off. not saying anything.
Apparently this was all too normal.
Great.
I guess Nez was ashamed about our interaction being caught by her blunt friend, because she was still trying to straighten herself out. Her towel was slipping from her chest and her doe-like eyes were suddenly glancing in my direction and back, trying to come up with a explanation at to what I was doing here. Though I can't really be sure. Her mute response was making this situation a lot more awkward then it actually is.
What's the shame in having me here? It's not like we hadn't done more before and been caught. But then again Nez was easily embarrassed by these things. Me, I just get angry.
I mean, I was just a second's time away from proving my point to Renesmee, and this Duck girl had to walk in. What a bothersome human she must be to people she was related to.
"We…he…um, actually…Alec was just leaving." Nez said, her voice cracking as a blush graced her beautiful face, making her even more desirable.
I smirked and shook my head.
"Really?" Duckie said, still smirking, nodding her head softly.
"Yes, of course."
I looked at Nez, my eyes narrowing as I did so.
Is she kidding me?
"I'm not going anywhere," I said causally, not skipping a beat.
Nez shot me a glare as Duckie broke out into laughter, obviously trying to hold it all in but doing a real pissed poor job at it. I didn't see what was so funny about all this. I was dead serious. I wasn't going anywhere. I wasn't leaving. Nothing was going to come in my way of getting what I wanted. If I could get my freedom from Aro, then I sure as hell can get Nez to forgive me and trust me like I knew she did deep down. It'll be a piece of cake compared to some of the battles I've seen. She was toast.
As for her friend? I was shocked to find that she acting as if she liked me or something, considering my past that she knew of. Did Nez not tell her everything, did she keep it to herself because she was ashamed? Or did Duckie know something I didn't?
It didn't matter much to me that Duckie knew very little, she wasn't the one I was trying to win brownie points with. However, I knew how girls worked. Once the best friend liked you, you're in on the good graces. Though seeing at how Duckie was looking at me now, I highly doubt it'd take much to get her on my side of things.
Her demeanor just screamed that she was a sex addict, by the way she was staring and licking her plump lips. It was like she was a lioness in heat, and I was the defenseless male who was about to get jumped.
Yes, she scared the shit out of me. Quite frankly, I was starting to get a little uncomfortable in her presence, and that was saying a lot, considering she's human and all.
"Okay, well I'm glad we got that settled. Cookie, we'll talk about this later. We need food, I want Twinkles, Ho Hos and Ding Dongs! Give me the Hostess products, woman. Stat!"
Nez signed, clearly annoyed at the request and quickly left the room with her clothes in hand. I was literally a step behind her when she turned around abruptly and shoved me back.
"When I get back, you better not be here, Alec. Go home." She demanded, failing miserably if she thought she was actually intimidating me. "Duckie, if he's here for more then five minutes, call Jake."
"Yeah, okay, sure, I'll do that." Duckie mumbled sarcastically, fidgeting with her nails as a smile came upon her lips.
Before I could say anything, she was out of the room, leaving me with my own thoughts and….Duckie.
As I turned look at her, she smiled so bright that it took up more than half her face, a twinkle in her eye that made me rather uneasy. Without a word, Duckie started circling me as if I was a piece of art ready to be sold. I cringed at the thought of what could possibly going through her head. I hadn't known the girl long but I knew enough. She was attracted. Most girls are when it came to vampires, however I highly doubt she'd be as subtle about it as most humans were.
The thing I didn't understand about this one was that Felix seemed to know her. Unless I was imagining things, Duckie had to know the existence of vampires. Yet she was still alive. Felix must not of realized it. I sure as hell wouldn't say anything considering killing her would definitely rule out my relationship with Nez.
"You perplex me, Duckie." I said, watching her as she continued to circle around me like a hawk.
She cocked an eyebrow. "I'm not surprised. I usually take people off guard with my striking personality…" Duckie flashed a grin, revealing a row of white teeth, linking her fingers together behind her back.
"It's not your personality that I'm confused by," I shook my head. "It's your attitude towards me…don't you know about what I did?" I asked, genuinely curious about what she did or didn't know.
She sighed and stopped pacing, folding her arms across her chest, a serious expression coming over her features.
"Yeah, I know. But don't mistake my attitude towards you for something else. I simply just see what Cookie can't: men are idiots and they're going to fall short on several occasions. It's to be expected that you screwed up, but obviously you're trying to get her back, so that shows that you might actually give a shit. That, I can respect."
"…Cookie?" I asked, confused at why cookies were involved in the conversation.
Duckie rolled her eyes and threw her hands up in the air.
"My point exactly; men are morons! I give you a whole sentence, and all you absorb is a small fraction of it, one that was the least important part of it!"
My eyes narrowed at her statement. I really didn't want to bite her head off, but it was beginning to be a challenge. Did she just insult me? She did, and she seemed to enjoy doing so. I suppose in a way I sort of admired her for it; it'd been a long time since anyone besides Nez and Jane has had the nerve to piss me off. But still, that didn't mean I enjoyed it.
I gritted my teeth together, forcing a smile onto my face.
I needed to change the subject.
"You're not really going to call the Mutt on me, are you?" I questioned, recalling Renesmee to order Duckie to call Jacob if I stayed five minutes longer. It wasn't as if I couldn't stop Duckie from doing so, but I really didn't want to have to use force. Once again, any bad move I made would hurt me in the end when it came to Nez.
This whole trying to be a nice guy is going to be harder than I thought.
"What, and put myself in a disastrous situation that would end up in me being a vamp/wolf sandwich? I'd rather masturbate while listening to Justin Bieber." She scoffed, looking disgusted at the thought.
Two words lingered in my head from her sentence. The first made me feel slightly nauseated, and the second had something to do with a beaver or something.
"Justin who?"
"Exactly."
"…I'm confused."
"I know, and I'm rapidly starting to tire of this conversation; it's clear you can't keep up with one." Duckie shook her head as if she felt sorry for me. The next thing I knew, her hand was coming in contact with my ass, forcefully.
I grimaced as she slapped it, trying to refrain from breaking her hand.
"SO! I suggest that you remove yourself from my presence and go grocery shopping with Biscotto…now!"
Grocery shopping…what the hell is a grocery and why would Nez be shopping for one?
Oh, wait. I'd heard this. It was food. Right. Shopping for food.
I'm such newbie.
Duckie appeared to be quite serious when she demanded me to leave, because she proceeded to shove my back -pitifully- out of Nez's room.
"Stop touching me, please." I groaned, stepping out of her grasp. She only smirked and made a hand gesture that instructed me to shoo. I didn't hesitate as I briskly turned my back on the abnormal human and continued to practically fly down the staircase and away from her.
"I can see Felix has his hands full with that one…" I muttered underneath my breath, hopefully too quiet for her to hear. Thankfully, I didn't get a reply.
I stepped outside and onto the front porch, immediately greeted with the slight scent of snow. Small flurries fell from the grey sky, and landing on the already white ground. It couldn't have been more than an inch that covered the floor of the earth, but it was definitely enough to be noticeable.
Now fully clothed, Nez was already outside and getting into what I assumed was her car, grumbling in a hushed voice. What kind of car it was, I really didn't know, nor did I care. It had wheels, and I was getting in it. She zipped up her leather jacket before stepping into the car. This was my cue.
Within a seconds time, I was in the passenger seat right next to her, smiling broadly as she yelped loudly, jumping from surprise. She frowned upon realizing it was me.
"What are you doing?" She demanded, her eyes bugging out wildly. It looked sort of cute actually. I'd have to do this more often. Yes, my plan was to annoy the shit out of her until she snapped. I'd never purposely put all my effort into making someone crazy, but how hard could it be? I just had to know what to say…
"Well, to be honest, I can't remember the last time I've been on a car ride…hell, I've probably never been on a car ride." I said casually, leaning back into the seat. "I thought it'd be special if my first time was while you were behind the wheel…you know how I've always enjoyed your rides…" I breathed, cocking an eyebrow at her as I smirked.
Without delay, blood rushed to her cheeks, welcoming a warm pink shade. Lovely.
I knew I shouldn't have said it, but I couldn't resist her reactions to the things I said. Renesmee couldn't hide anything, and I absolutely loved it.
"I'm glad one of us enjoyed them," she retorted after a moment, smiling smugly as if she had actually insulted me. Silly girl. She ought to realize that I saw straight through her. I knew better. If there was ever anything I was confident about, it'd be my performance in bed. I'm not going to be modest and say I don't know what I'm doing, because I do. After three centuries, you get good at that sort of thing.
So, I'll be damned if I'd think that Nez didn't enjoy what I gave her. It was a bunch of horseshit, and we both knew it.
But, for the sake of playing along, I gasped in fake horror, touching my chest delicately.
"Why, Miss Cullen, you wound me! I don't think I'll be able to recover from such a harsh blow…I-"
"Oh, shut up! Just get out of my car and leave!" She snapped, pointing outside the window.
"I'm okay here, thanks." I said, reaching over and grabbing what I imagined to be the seat belt, pulling it across my body and clicking it into the holder thing.
These things were supposed to keep people safe, really? What is this, leather? I knew I didn't really need it, but I figured I should get the full experience.
"Alec…" She said in a warning tone, one that didn't phase me a bit.
"So, grocery shopping, huh?"
"Not with you," she growled, her hands clenched onto the steering wheel. I could feel the heat of her body escalating as anger invaded her. She was practically fuming at my fingertips. But I wasn't going to give in. I was determined.
No one could be as determined as I was at this point. I was a man on a mission, and would do whatever it took to win, even if it made taking the situation to an uncomfortable level.
There were five things I was positive about: one, if there was a will, there's a way. Two: Renesmee still loved me. Though she said it wasn't enough, I knew she just in denial. Three: we were alone. The Cullens, as I expected, were absent thankfully. I couldn't have them bashing my plans. Four: there's one thing I knew about Nez…when it came to me, her willpower was as strong as a toothpick. I know that sounds conceited but it's the honest truth. Plus, I'm the same way with her. We were each other's toothpicks.
And number five, the most important of all, she still had that damn necklace on. Call me crazy, but if she didn't care as she claimed, one would think she would have disposed of the necklace a long time ago. She had the time to do so, she just chose not to. For a reason.
As she continued to send death glares towards me, I smirked in triumph. That little wall around her heart was coming down faster than she had anticipated. Which was excellent on my end.
"Fine, you can stay if you want. You can come to the grocery store with me, spend the night at my house, but let me make something very clear to you: every moment you stay here, I will make sure it's a living hell for you." She said darkly, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "You thought Aro was bad? I'll make you wish that you were dead, you'll get so fed up. Sooner or later, I'll make you want to leave."
"Do you really think you have up on me? Renesmee, I've lived with Jane for three centuries. You're a piece of cake in compassion. Don't embarrass yourself."
Who was she kidding? If anyone who could be easily annoyed, it'd be Renesmee. But to drive someone away herself? I was a professional at keeping everything under control. I've been emotionless and blank for over three hundred years, not really caring about anything. Practically nothing phased me, so it was going to be amusing to see Nez try and attempt to drive me away.
I had nerves of steel.
Three minutes into the drive, and I was already wanting to shoot myself dead.
I had to give Nez props. She knew her stuff; how to word things, what tone to use, how to obnoxiously giggle when mentioning Jacob's dick size.
Yes, she brought him up, and used him to bait me. The very name coming off of her lips and using the word sex in the same sentence had me wanting to jump out of the car. Literally, I had my hand on the handle, ready to leap.
I had clear images. She left none to the imagination. My Nez with the dog; mine. I thought she had some dignity, some self respect, some limits.
Apparently I was mistaken. Apparently, she lost all that the moment I got in the car.
I was about to turn this conversation into something a little more pleasant, but she shot me in the gut before I had a chance to even start moving my lips.
"I mean, really, how do you think he is performance wise? Are you worried? You should be, because honestly, he has a few years on you…which would make him more developed. You know what they say about how an older a man gets the more he ripens.
Mmm.
"What nicknames would I call him in bed, do you think? The Alpha…Chief…My Jacob. Oh yeah, I like the sound of that one."
Each word was like needles stabbing my skin over and over. Worse even. Like putting baby oil on a open wound and walking outside to let it cook. I've never used the stuff personally, but I imagine it to be very painful.
I tried desperately going to a happy place, somewhere in my mind that wasn't being polluted with such disgusting thoughts, where I was happy and with Nez, but I couldn't. Not with her speaking such complete filth. Did she even realize what she was saying?
I knew she was lying, I did, but hearing her say it was so disgusting and wrong. And every time I thought she would stop talking, she proved me wrong, adding on the nasty taste in my mouth and my instinct to go back to the Cullen's house, find Jacob and kill him in his sleep.
It wouldn't take any effort at all. One little snap of the neck and he wouldn't be breathing and I wont ever have to have Nez wondering the possibility of sleeping with him. Not that it was a real concern but still. I like the idea of not worrying about it at all.
"And I know how I said that I couldn't conceive, but I still sometimes find myself wondering what our children would look like. What with my pale skin and his rustic skin…the mixing of it would create a beautiful complexion, don't you think, like caramel?"
Stop talking.
"I'm so glad that I have someone like him. I know that he'll always be there for me, no matter what. Be whatever I need him to be. My everything. We have a bond, the two of us. It's unbreakable. Sure, he's with Leah now and she's expecting his kids, but seriously? He's Imprinted on me, and I think we all know who he'd choose if it came down to it. In fact, I should hurry up the process and just go ahead and do it now."
I stared out the windshield, gripping onto the handle of the door so tightly it was starting to break in my hand. I didn't care if I was causing damages to her car; she was doing so much worse to me right now. Physical agony.
I somehow managed to tune her out a little for a couple of seconds, and was more than relieved when she started pulling into a gas station.
"Just have to make a little pit stop," she informed me, smiling to herself as she pulled up to one of the pumps, taking the key out of the ignition and stepping out of the car.
I was at first thinking that maybe I'd get a couple minute break from the horrible rambling, but no. She decided to leave the door open, talking to me while she pumped the gas outside the car. And for some reason, I just sat there. I think by this point I had become absolutely speechless. My mind not able to process the ability to move. It was like I enjoyed this pain.
If I had living brain cells to lose, I'd be losing them rapidly right now. She would be killing them.
"I remember this one time a couple of years ago, Jake and I went camping for a couple of days, just the two of us. See, my parents were going away for the weekend, and Jake thought it'd be fun if he took me out. Oh, it was so fun…laughing by the campfire, sleeping under the stars, eating s'mores…"
"You're very talented, Nez, but even the flea bag couldn't pull me away from you." I declared, giving her a smirk.
Nez then finished the gas and walked into the tiny store. After merely seconds, she reappeared, coming back and starting the car back up, her eyes coming back to my face.
I smiled and wiggled my eye brows at her. She glared and returned a wicked smile, one that told me this game of hers could only get worse.
"You know…I'm glad Jacob doesn't bug you. It really speaks volume for your character."
"Does it really?" I asked, grabbing the bridge of my nose in my thumb and index finger. I sighed and kept my eyes closed as I leaned my head back into the seat. If vampires could get headaches, I'm sure I'd be experiencing one right now.
"I mean, of course if you had good character. Tell me, Alec, did you go to Aro everyday while I was Italy? Give him notes on the status of our relationship? I bet he was thrilled when you told him we kissed, right? Did he give you a pat on the back?"
I froze at the very mention of Aro's plan, my body tensing as she chuckled.
Unbelievable.
She was dead. She was as good as gone the moment she brought that shit up. I don't know how at the moment but payback was in her immediate future. I was hoping that she'd drop it, that she wouldn't be this cruel but of course she was a woman of her word. She was making me literally want to leave.
Almost, anyways.
I thought I could handle the pain of her words. I thought I could handle anything she threw at me.
I have been tolerant for the past three months, after all. But the fact that she said them so casually; that's what made me want to go over the edge. I wanted to rip her into two, and make her pay for acting so carelessly, but I kept cool. I would not show her effect on me now. Not in a public place .
"No? How hard was it for you to pretend you cared? I mean being a heartless monster, I assume it was quite difficult. You should win a award. Grammy's or something." She said coldly as she turned the car into the store's parking lot. I followed her inside wordlessly, unsure of what to say or what to do.
I wanted to kill her, to literally take her out of her misery and mine. But I loved her too much to do that now. Yes, even as she said this I couldn't help how I felt. It was out of my control. A force I hadn't expected. And my mind was racing to that day. The day I last saw her, thinking about how I could of made this better, how I could of told her.
I would do anything right now to make this discomfort disappear. Mine and hers. She acted like it was nothing but I knew better. It still didn't ease my frustration though. In fact, the more she spoke the more angry I got.
How dare she make me feel like this? She made it seem as if we were nothing, she just wrote us off as a joke to throw around.
With each step we took in the small grocery store, the irritation inside me began to boil. I was a walking volcano with the need for revenge rushing through my veins.
After a long hour of shopping for pointless human food, and not saying a word to Renesmee, she decided it was best that we went back to the house. I wasn't going to complain. I wasn't going to say anything. If I knew anything about Renesmee Cullen, it was that she liked my reactions on things. She liked to see she could get under my skin, only this time I wasn't going to allow her to enjoy this one.
I was going to mute the entire time I'm here if it got across the message. It'll bug the shit out of her but at this given time I could careless about what she wanted. What she needed now was punishment. And so far my plans of retaliation was coming up short. I had to think this one through. So far now? I'll just pretend everything was perfect. Easier said than done, I can promise you.
She was unbearable all the way to the house, talking about how I ruined her life. That I should be proud of everything I did because it made Aro proud.
I wanted to tell her the hell with it all and she can go on being a child about all of this, when really I knew better than to do that. She was hurt. She was responding as a hurt person would, I suppose. Out of anger from me coming back into her life and making her feel things she didn't think she felt anymore.
Maybe this what I needed. To listen to her speak about how everything was hell for her. Because maybe if I read between the lines, I can see that my Renesmee was still in this person beside me, that I hadn't lost her at all.
"You're not speaking? C'mon now, tell me all about how torturous it was for you, sleeping with a Cullen half-breed. Go on…no need to be shy now." Her was all innocent and childlike as she reached over and pinched my cheek. I turned my head and I narrowed my eyes at her, and her brown eyes looked back at me with the same annoyance only there was no life coming from them anymore, not like they used to. That scared me slightly.
I knew deep down though that I could bring her back to herself. I had to. No one else was going to be able to do it. No one could care as much as I did. Whether she got a boyfriend in the future or not. I was the one for her and she was the one for me. She just had to come back and see it for herself.
"Oh, and sweetie?" Nez said, lower her face towards my mine, her voice lowering into a whisper as she caressed my cheek, making me feel ill with such fake compassion. I sat there completely frozen as I looked at her, her lips then gently touching, making my heart break at the contact. "I'll make sure Jacob enjoys my rides just as much as you did. Only this time it'll mean something."
With that said she was out of the car, grabbing the groceries from the backseat and stalking towards the house.
I closed my eyes and tried to breathed through my nose. As I counted to ten before becoming rash.
One.
Two.
Three. I'm. Going. To. Kill. Her.
Four. She wont even realize that it's happening.
Five….Just one more minute-
Only this time, it'll mean something…
That's it. I'm done.
With vampire speed I raced towards the house and pounced on Renesmee, pushing her into the first thing that she came in contact with. Food dropped instantly to the floor as I pushed myself against her body harshly, not care if I hurt her at all. My hands gripped her arms, squeezing them tightly as she gulped. Her eyes became wide in fear as her body became dead weight in my hands. Her heart beat rising to a unbearable level, and her face became pale white. Upon the impact, a picture on the wall fell from the wall and crashed by our feet. I didn't even bother looking at it.
I then gripped her face in my left hand roughly, forcing her to look at me. She shook against me, and the smell of fear rolled off her body as she stared at me in horror.
"You can say a lot of things about me, Renesmee Cullen; half of them are probably more than true. You can say I've killed thousands of people without so much a blink and I would not say a word. But pushing the fact that Jacob was meant to be the man you lay with every night is another thing. Even though, and it pains me to say this, that on some level you're right, because he did 'choose' you for himself. But don't you ever, EVER, say that what we shared meant nothing to me.
"I have lived these three months in complete agony over the worries that I would never see you again. Yet here you are, acting like a spoiled, naïve child…and as if it were a joke, when I've done all of this for you…" I smiled bitterly and shook my head, recalling her ridiculous statement. "Jacob enjoying your rides? I think not." I hissed as I grinded myself into her pelvis, grabbing her hips in my hands, which caused her to moan out the loudest I've ever heard from her or anyone else. The sound caused my pants to instantly become tighter, and I began to throb with the need to feel her.
Out of all the times to want her, it's when I'm pissed at her…
Figures.
"I'm. Not. Going. Anywhere." I stated, taking her lips with mine, and purposely moving against her with every word that I spoke, increasing the pressure of my movements. I was going to make sure she was more then aware of my current status.
My hands explored her curves as she bucked against me, as her hands desperately searched against my neck and shoulders, caressing me with her fingertips. I brought my lips down her jaw and suckled roughly, my teeth bracing against her creamy skin.
Why did she have to taste so damn arousing?
There was no kindness in my actions towards her. No gentleness; she didn't deserve any. My movements were harsh and vulgar but I had no complaints from her. Not that I cared much. If anything, I was getting a standing ovation and it felt amazing to get that kind of reaction from her. She felt so good, her body melting into mine as I pulled into her closer and much harder then before. My eyes sealed shut as pleasure invaded my body, effecting me everywhere. My judgment was starting to cloud. I couldn't tell anymore where her body began and mine ended. This movement wasn't anything but built up lust being explored, showing her what I was capable of.
She felt warm and ready for anything I could give her, her breasts hardening at the simple contact of my fingers, her body trembling as fear still remained inside of her. It didn't conflict me at all; I wanted her to feel it. I craved her to feel more. I wanted her to be punished for ever thinking she could push me away for ever thinking that this, what we were doing meant nothing. Because damn it, it meant everything.
It meant absolutely everything to me.
It was this, right here, right now. This is what I almost died trying to achieve, this is what was worth dying for. And she didn't even realize it.
Everything was magnified a hundred times now. My body wanted nothing more than to descend into her and to make her beg for mercy, make her wish she never doubted my loyalties to her.
I wanted her to feel what she was claiming to be void and dead. I wanted her to experience it, to get a taste of it. I just wanted her to freaking level with me for once, and it seemed that this was the only way I could really get her to lower her guard around me.
So be it.
Nez's skin sizzled against mine, beams of heat rolling off of her body and brushing against my chilled skin. I groaned out loud, the sound causing her to whimper, which made me cry out again. I braced her body against the wall harder, practically slamming her into it, as I continued to work her neck, refusing to go back to those lips of hers.
She was going to kill me completely if she kept that shit up. Oh, how I missed her cries for me. Just the thought of them got me ready and hard. I was slowly, but surely, losing control now. But I had to remain firm. I had to show her that despite what it looks like, I wanted something more from her than just sex. I had to make her realize her mistake was misjudging me and her wrongs in her mockery of me earlier.
But I was so conflicted.
Damn it, I wanted to be inside her. I wanted to be swallowed whole by her, and feel those tight walls contract around me once again, to feel that warmth wrapped around me. I wanted to take her now against this damn wall.
I wanted this heat everywhere. I wanted her body, her apologizes. I wanted everything. And by the looks of things, I wasn't far from getting any of those things. She wasn't refusing me. She wasn't pushing me away and she wasn't telling me to go to hell. By the urgency of her body, she was edging me on. Encouraging it.
I shouldn't of let her stop last night, shouldn't of even given her the opinion because now I was desperate for release. It'd been too long since I'd had her, and she wasn't helping the situation right now; she practically screamed for me to take her. And I could, I could easily have my way with her and she wouldn't put up a fight, but like many times before, I needed to know she trusted me. Even though right now, I could probably care less.
I probably shouldn't of said anything and continued to fool around with her, but I was an idiot who wanted her to feel bad. I wanted her to be on her hands and knees for me. That's just how pissed off I really was.
"Tell me no one has satisfied you like I have." I whispered into her ear, nipping at her neck, pressing her sweet slender body against my growing awareness.
Her eyes widened, and then the next thing I knew, she was trying to push me away, without succession. I was too strong for her to fight off. But still her admits were admired greatly. I didn't even realize I said something wrong until it was too late. But I didn't take them back. I had every intention on making her pay.
"I told you, I would make it a living hell for you Alec…" She whispered back, acting like none of our actions phased her. Just a normal after noon in the Cullen house.
I knew better. Her heart was rapidly speeding in her chest; hr hands clinging to my hair, and her voice was shaky, coming out in gasps.
Normal day in the Cullen house, my ass.
"You brought it too far."
"Did I? What did you expect me to do? Sleep with you and tell you later that it meant nothing? Would that have been better? Is that how a true pro does it?"
My hold on her became tighter as my body tensed. Before I knew I felt that urge again, the kind where I had no control over my powers. When Nez got a eyesight of the mist that slowly began to creep around us, she narrowed her eyes like she wasn't at all scared. But I heard her heart beat racing on a all new high.
I focused on calming the hell down so I could get the damn mist to evaporate.
"Stop throwing that in my face. I told you I was sorry. Do not tease me. I warned in a voice that even scared me a little.
Nez shook her head as she wiggled in my grasp, but not winning at the slightest. She was stuck between the wall and my body, going exactly where I was: no where. I tried to contract on the mist but something's are better said than done. She had pushed me too far with this. Her words still echoed in my head, only fueling the fire inside of me. The frustration.
I always knew that Nez brought the best in me. I just didn't know she was capable of breaking out the worst as well. But she could. She brought me to the point that I almost felt like my old self. And I had no one to blame but myself.
Actually, that's a lie. This was all her fault. If she had accepted my apologize-no- If she had listened to me back in Italy about not listening to those morons, we wouldn't be in this mess. If she hadn't been so stubborn, we wouldn't have to suffer this way. She was punishing only herself, in my eyes. Though it was annoying that she would go this far. Quite frankly, it pissed me off to no end.
Why couldn't girls be simpler? Why did they have to make themselves look brave? Did Nez think that if she gave into me like she wanted that I would see her as weak, or that her family would? Or Jacob for that matter? I hardly think I would think that way, but maybe Nez did. Maybe she was scared of what others would think of her?
Was Nez that insecure?
Suddenly, without realizing it, Nez's body went limp against me, and the only thing holding her up was me, and my pelvis. Her eyes looked somewhat glazed over.
"You-"
"I can't feel my legs…sure fine way to getting my heart.."
I raised a eyebrow.
"I've already have it." I said quickly, placing my hand over her chest.
She flinched to my touch, provoking me to lean in towards her face. She hissed at me, gritting her teeth together, and proceeded to push me away from her. She shifted her gave from my face, acting like a spoiled. Like she really was seven after all.
"Stop trying to bait me. I'm unaffected. Last night? I was being kind. I don't want you."
"Do you even hear yourself, Renesmee?""You're not listening to me. I'm tired of telling-"
"I love you. Even when you tell me shitty things about Jacob, even when you say stuff you don't mean. I'll still love you. Doesn't that effect you at all?" I questioned, cupping her face in my hands.
The mist was very slowly fading as I did, calming my nerves in the process. I tried to make my voice sound as sincere as I was. I looked deep into her eyes, hoping to see any flicker of emotions. There was none. And It made me furious, so furious that it left me with no choice.
I gripped her cheeks in my hand and pulled her face towards mine, crushing my lips to hers forcefully, biting her lower lip. She tried to fight me off, but her shield of self control was being weakened. She wanted this not five seconds ago. She can't tell me this shit can happen twice and her say it was a accident. I may not be in the real world much, but I wasn't born yesterday. She may not want me in a romantic sort of way, but I'd be damned if she said she didn't want me in a physical way. That was a start. I'd just to move on up from. Couldn't be to hard, could it?
The kiss was short, her mouth soft but stiff as she kept her mouth closed. But the kiss held a promise on my end. A promise that said this wasn't the end for us. This wasn't what I nearly died for. But I got my point across, she quit fighting me. But then she pulled away very slowly, her breathing becoming uneven, as the heat of the kiss lingered on both our mouths. she looked at me with hazy eyes.
Just by the intensity of her gaze, she didn't need to tell me what she was thinking. It was like we had a unspoken connection. One I had to reply to.
"Denying yourself wont make it less real, Renesmee." I said, as I smoothed out her hair with my fingers. Her hair felt like silk to the touch. Hell, her whole body felt like that to me. She was my personal silk pillow that I would sleep with every night if I could. I must of been caught off guard or just to concerned with everyone around me, because the next thing I knew she shoved me off hard. Harder then I knew she could and gave me a evil glare. One that actually scared me to death, had I'd been living.
Thee light in her eyes were still missing, her face cold and blank. She started towards the stairs without saying anything, but I went for her hand and held her in place. She pulled back, looking at the floor avoiding eye contact with me.
"Stay away from me."
"Nez…"
"I mean it. You shouldn't be here. You had the time to tell me the truth a long time ago. But you choose not to Alec. And if you did, I would of-"
"Ran like hell…" I snapped, pulling her to me. She was stiff and unmoving; not even my own strength could win this one. You can't hold a statue and make it move. And that was exactly what Renesmee was in my embrace. A statue. My heart sank in my chest. As I tried to reason with all of this.
"I would have been grateful for your honesty. Now it's too late. You can't come here and expect everything to be as it was. I'm not the same naïve person I once was. I want you to go away. I want you to never think back, and I just want you to leave me alone. Stop hurting me, over and over."
I gaped at her as she turned towards the stairs and ran, stopping half way and looking back at me with a serious face, one that I wanted to wipe off . I wanted her to burst into laughter telling me she was only joking like she had before. But the moment never came. I missed her laugh. I missed the sound, and the fact that I probably would never really hear it again scared me more than the Volturi. She was right. She had changed, she was lost.
I didn't want this girl in front of me. I wanted my Nez. The one who went on random shopping sprees in foreign countries, the one who told me when I was full of shit and when I was in denial. Now? Now she was the one who was full of it, and the thing was, I think she was more stubborn than me. She was more willing to be sad and depressed than me, and I didn't think that was possible.
I had so many mixed feelings now. Rage, hurt and still valid from our fooling around. My body was like a live wire; any minute I expect my heart to jump to life and then die again. All because she's rejecting me.
"You say you don't regret that night?" She asked, her voice low and innocent, as her eyes became watery.
"Not a second of it." I said, keeping my face completely serious, looking her dead in the eye, wanting to comfort her.
"Then I'll regret it for the both of us. I shouldn't have fell in love with you. I shouldn't of ran away, and now is the time to make it right. We're not meant to be together. you're you. I'm me. A Cullen and a Volturi. I wish you would just grasp that fact…like I have."
Before I could fight her on her logic as to why we couldn't be together, she disappeared, bolting up the stairs, slamming the door to her room behind her.
I didn't run after her. I didn't try to tell her she was full of shit when she was indeed full of it. Because I can understand why she felt that way. I'm not saying we weren't meant to be together, because that's not true, but I understand why she feels us being together is impossible. Because I felt the same way not to long ago. Only my reasoning's for it made more sense then hers. She was telling me this now because she's scared of letting me in. I was saying it because I was stuck with Aro forever, and now I'm not.
The tables really have changed so much for us. But I knew Nez. I knew she didn't believe anything she was saying. None of it. I could tell in her eyes she was lying. She bit her lip more times then I could count during that whole speech about what's meant to be and stuff. Well, I know what's meant to be. We were.
People might think we're two fools for being in love but God himself would not be ashamed. Yes, the idea of us is outlandish but I knew deep down that we control our own destiny. She was mine. She was who I choose. Therefore the idea made sense. We made sense. She was my balance. The sun to my moon, the light to my dark. She said we weren't meant to be? Well, I happen to be a believer in fate now. I believe there was a reason why I was chosen to be her guard, there's a reason why she was born. Hell, there was a reason why I was still living, stuck in this teenager's body.
I was made to match her.
It was all apart of a plan. For us.
She just needed to open her eyes and see the bigger picture. But how was I suppose to do that? I was just about to open the front door and clear my head, when I heard a sneeze coming from the kitchen. And it wasn't just a sneeze, it was one of those really dainty, pristine sneezes, ones that barely make a sound. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not here…just looking for food. That's on the floor. Seriously? I'm not picking this up alone…" Duckie said, coming from the kitchen, gesturing to the food that still laid on the floor. I looked at it and bent down and started cleaning it up, helping her as she gathered the bag of chips.
"How long were you here?"
"Long enough to know the trip to the store went bad. Sorry. I didn't mean to listen to your porno talk. Not that it wasn't hot or anything. I'm innocent. I swear."
I shook head and waved my hand, stopping her.
"It didn't get far anyway. She'll come around." I said, as I handed her a bag of cookies. But not before reading the label and laughing. Oreo's apparently was milk's favorite. I didn't even think it had feelings on cookies…strange humans.
"You know, you're very determined to win her back…" The Duck Girl said.
I nodded at her comment and laughed, standing up with the bag of food. We walked to the kitchen, and I placed the contraband on the kitchen table. Duckie got the bag of chips and sat on the counter, sighing. I didn't know much about kitchens but I knew when I was a human we didn't do this. Though I highly doubt the Cullens would mind it. They weren't here after all. And she apparently was invited to stay, to keep Nez company.
It made me wonder where Jacob was, but I wasn't going to bring him up and ask, because I've had enough talk of him to last me a life time.
"Well, I love her. I never meant to hurt her." I informed Duckie, sitting in a chair, running my hands through my hair. Duckie nodded. Throwing a hand full of chips into her mouth.
"I believe it," she said, as crumbs fell onto her shirt. I smiled sadly.
"I wish she did."
I nodded in the direction where Nez left me. Duckie looked where I was looking and frowned, her lips pouting as she looked down. She was like a child this one. Then again she was compared to me.
"What was she like, before…?" She inquired softly. I turned and rubbed my face in my hand, trying to think of what to tell her.
"Beautiful. Jealous. Full of life."
Duckie nodded and grabbed another hand full of chips.
"Jealous, huh?"
"Very. Once we went shopping -she forced me to- and there was this clerk who looked at me…well, kind of like you do."
Duckie giggled approvingly, and I rolled my eyes, trying to continue. I hid a smile that wanted to break through.
"Nez looked at her like she was going for-" I stopped myself, thinking about the face she made. Then suddenly, a idea come to me.
"Like what?" Duckie pressed, giving me a puzzled expression. I smirked and stood up. Reaching for my new cell phone, I dialed the numbers before I could even process what the hell I was doing. Duckie jumped off the counter and ran to my side curiously, looking at me with excitement.
"You calling Felix?"
"No." I said, hushing her. Duckie pouted, but still watched with curiosity, calling me a bitch under her breath. I glared and waited for someone to pick up the phone. Wondering if I dialed the wrong phone or something.
After three rings she finally did. Though at the moment I couldn't tell if this was a good thing or a bad thing. But what was done, was done. There was no turning back now. I needed her help. If anyone could get Renesmee to realize her feelings for me, it was her. After all she has been dealing with hers for centuries.
"Alexander?"
"You're not going to bolt from me this time, are you Adeline?" I asked darkly, turning to look at Duckie, who had her arms crossed. She was figuring out it was a woman on the other end. I couldn't tell if she was happy or pissed at me for doing this, but I knew she understood all too well. Duckie then hovered near my face to listen in on the phone call, nearly pressing her cheek against my own.
I held my breath. She was a human after all, and it'd been too long since I'd last fed.
Damn.
Adeline chuckled on the other end, giving me a distraction from the lustful scent.
I hadn't seen Addie since we kissed. I hadn't even thought about it because I didn't want to think about it. But now? Now I needed her. I needed her more than ever.
I needed her to get Nez back.
"Well, I figured you had a lot of explaining to do with the huge dumb guy. Sorry. Not my scene." Addie said, as I shrugged at Duckie who was muttering about how Adeline called Felix dumb.
I rolled my eyes and pushed her and the temptation in the direction of the door. Not too hard though, because it would end with her being throwing into the wall, but enough to make her get the point. She wasn't needed for this. The look she was giving meant disapproval but I was desperate. She knew this.
"How fast can you get to Forks, Washington?"
Duckie scoffed, as I waited for Addie to reply.
"We're all going to hell…" Duckie said, yawning.
If Nez wouldn't listen to me, I'd just have to show her what she was missing.
Two can play this game.
And I agreed.
We were all doomed.
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