THIS IS MY STORY OF HOW IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN.
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, I JUST LIKE TO PLAY WITH THE CHARACTERS.
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I was a nervous wreck after what happened on Tuesday at school. Victoria had actually come into school and gave me a message albeit through Macy. Things seemed to move quick from there, school came to an end and I was back in the reservation with the pack at Billy Black`s house. I was shaking like a leaf, it wasn't that I was scared for my life, I was scared for my friend's, for Jake, for Jared, even for Sam but mostly Paul. Victoria had some set of balls on her to come and mix with human's, speak to one even. Macy will never know how close she came to losing her life that Tuesday. I don't think I would forgive myself if anything had happened to Macy, I don't know her that we'll but that's besides the point. She, like me, just wanted to live her life, get in with stuff whatever it was she did. But if Victoria had wanted to, she could have ended Macy there and then. She was a lucky lucky girl to have walked away in one piece. Jared had called Sam and the other's and we met them at Billy`s house. I saw Paul, I let him come to me, he gathered me in his arm's and carried me like a newborn infant through billy`s door and onto the couch. Stroking my hair over and over again, calming me, trying to anyways. This whole situation was getting out of control and fast, something had to be done. I wasn't in my right mind when I decided to do what I did, but you have to understand, there were people I had to protect, people that were important to me. My dad, Paul, Angela, the pack, they could all meet their demise because of me, because of a fucking mess those fucking cullens left me in. How was this fair to them, to have them suffer for a mistake made by veggie freaks. I was beyond angry.
Excusing myself from Paul and the other's, I decided that since they were all talk, that it was up to me to take action. I quickly pulled out my cell when I got outside and I called a taxi. It came quite quickly, I told the driver to take me to my house first then wait. I ran inside, got what I needed and was in the cab again off to my destination. My cell rang, it was Paul if course, asking me where I had gone to. I couldn't lie to him.
"I'm doing what I should have done ages ago Paul, I'm facing my problems, don't come after me!".
I hung up on him.
We reached the requested destination.
The Cullen House.
Getting out after paying the cab driver, I looked at the house, it was boarded up in places but I knew I could find a way in somewhere. Why was I here? Well this was where it all started for me and I needed to do some damage. I found one of the boards on the back door was loose, so k used all my strength to pull it away and I smashed the rest of my way in with the hammer I'd gotten from my own house. No it wasn't just a small one, it was a big one. I was going to be doing some smashing. The house stank of dampness and it was dusty. Rather in a dilapidated state all round. Perfect. My cell was ringing again, I ignored it, I just wanted to cause some damage, the same way that cullenstein had done to me. Part of me knew this was extremely immature, but fuck it.
I worked my way through the house, looking in each room, every room was still in the same condition. Fuckface had even left his shitty CD collection. So they got smashed first. Satisfaction doesn't even come close to the feeling I felt as I smashed my way through them, one by sodding one of them. They were in pieces, and I smiled. I was happy that I'd damaged something of his they way he'd damaged and left me, in pieces. I made my way to where pixie bitch used to stay. They were all still there, all her clothes, shoes, bags, the lot. I started to grab them in bundles and took them outside. Pixie bitch had a hell if alot of clothes so it took me a little while. Once I'd grabbed everything, I took out the lighter I had and lit up the mountain of garbage she'd called outfits. A tramp wouldn't wear what she used to wear, and she thought she was stylish. That was the biggest joke on the planet. How fucking dare she try to change me to be like her. Bitch. Take that. This was the next best thing to lighting her ass on fire. I felt euphoric, I felt like I was taking control back from them. Then my screaming started, no words, I just screamed.
As I walked back to the house, I felt I was getting watched. Creepy ass fucking leeches. I wasn't giving a fuck anymore.
"I know your there, there is no point hiding!" I shouted out.
He stepped out carefully from behind the trees. He was tall and had longish dirty blonde hair and the thing that stood out was he was a human drinker.
"If your going to kill me, do it now" I challenged him.
"Be calm little one, I mean no harm, I was merely watching you, I was curious!" He spoke in a velvet voice.
"Who are you, did Victoria send you?" I shouted at him.
"No, I do not know any other called Victoria" he said holding his hands up, I suppose it was his way if letting me know he wasn't a threat, it wasn't working.
I looked at him, crossed my arm's and waited.
"Well, why are you here you fucking leech?" I Said angrily.
He looked flummoxed, here was his food source standing up to him and giving him verbal abuse, he clearly wasn't expecting. Nice.
"My name is Alistair, I'm here to see my old friend Carlisle Cullen" said the vamp named Alistair.
"Good luck with that one, he's not here or did you not notice the fucking empty monstrosity behind me?" I said cheekily.
"Are you here alone, or are there other's?" I added.
"I have a companion, he will be here in a second, speak of the devil and he shall appear!" Chuckled Alistair.
Another leech stepped up beside had the same build, but his hair was shorter and dark brown but yet again, he was a human drinker. Two for the price of one, oh goody. Alistair turned to him and spoke that weird way that they talk, you know dead fast and shit, I noticed the newcomers eyes widen in shock. This is beyond funny.
"Miss, my name is Garret, we mean you no harm! Can you please explain to us how you know what we are and what happened to the cullens?" He spoke in hushed tones.
Here we fucking go again.
Alistair and garret sat on the ground, so I did as well. It was surreal, it was like when you were little and you all sit outside around the campfire. Garret excused himself once I'd finished. I heard alot of cursing and trees falling.
"What's up with him?" I asked.
"My dear, Garret has never agreed with the Cullen lifestyle, he always knew it would bring trouble and as I've just heard, you have a vampire after you because of the cullens, so I would say he has good enough reason to be shall we say slightly pissed!" Said Alistair in a bemused smile.
He had a point.
Garret came back a few moments later, I smirked at him.
"Feeling better?" I asked.
"It will be better when I get my hands on the cullens!" He said threatingly.
"Well this has been very interesting, can I go now?" I asked softly.
"Well we were actually thinking how we can help you with your situation?" Said Alistair gently.
"You want to help me?" I asked shocked. "Why?" I added.
"Well the fucking cullens as you so rightly call them, left you with their mess, so we feel obligated to help, you never asked fir this did you?" Said Garrett smirking.
"If you did help, what would you want in return, your a leech, you always want something!" I said snidely.
"Nothing, we will help you then be on our way!" Said Garret.
"I have help though, I'm not dealing with this alone!" I said matter of factly.
"Who prey tell is helping you against one of our kind?" Asked Alistair, genuinely curious.
Just then, there was a loud snarl and he was in front of me. It was my silver wolf, snarling and growling in front of me. My Paul, my protector.
"As you said Alistair, speak if the devil and he shall appear!" I said smirking at him in return.
Garret and Alistair both backed away slowly.
"I told you leeches, I have all the help I need, now do you believe me?" I Asked.
It was good to see a vampire shit themselves for a change.