Nellie's POV
Boy. Oh boy.
The days since Monica and Dylan got into that awful accident were anything but normal and I was thankful that I wasn't alone.
Seeing my family after so long brought up so many repressed feelings that I thought I would be unable to live without them again. My mum and I became friends. Well, my mum and Monica's cousin Lily. We spent most of the day in the hospital so whenever she brought Emma to see Mona I had an opportunity to spend time with my little sister. And boy was she not so little after all.
I always noticed the way mum and dad looked at me and I was sure they at least had a hunch that this was it. I was sure they thought I was the closest they came to their daughter but they just didn't have that final piece to connect the dots. It was beyond their imagination.
Dylan was better after a few days and as soon as he got up he asked for Monica. He was so relieved when we told him that she was fine and upset about the fact that she didn't rememeber that day. He wasn't the only one. The black box and the camera from the car were both badly damaged and Rose had a tough time trying to get data from them. We still had no answers and Dylan wasn't able to tell us what happened exactly. Only that there was suddenly someone on the road and Monica tried to avoid the person but she lost control of the car and went straight into that wall. They were lucky to be alive.
Embry was there every day too. He would stand there in silence and he refused to go in. He didn't want to upset Monica, he was content just being there knowing that she was getting better. I felt sad for them. Monica cared about him more than we ever imagined. I knew her. She would never have done what she did that day if she wasn't sure of how she felt about him. I wanted it all to work out in the end but that end seemed so far away. Especially now.
Amidst all the chaos with Monica and Nessie one more thing happened. Because why not? Right? So anyway, Jake and Bella decided to take Ness out a little to give Rose some space and quiet while she worked on what was left of the camera. So they went to play a bit further away from the house and were seen by one of the cousins from Alaska. It was an avalanche in the making. Alice had a vision and bam. Just like that. That fear that this all would end came back. The Volturi were coming and they wanted to destroy us.
There were so many things on my mind as I tried to play with Reneemsme who was the only optimistic one. Well. Apart from Esme of course. They thought that everything will be alright in the end and I believed them. Even when Alice and Jasper left I wanted to believe that our family will be back together again.
"Carlisle!" - Rose screamed from the garage. - "I got it!" – We all got nervous when she said that.
We were anxious to see what was on it but we had to wait for the pack boys to arrive since we made a deal days ago that we would only watch it together. That way it would be easier to know who we are dealing with and maybe even someone might recognize him sine Jenks said they were sure he was either a local from the area or someone who lived in or near Port Angeles for a long time.
Paul came with the pack soon after. Embry's face was strained but he wanted to know what happened to be able to help Monica even if she didn't know he was there for her.
Edward prepared everything on the upstairs tv. He connected the camera on it and the video started to play.
It was mostly Monica driving around. She was listening to music and silently talking to herself. I had a hard time connecting this Monica to the one having tubes coming from her to help her live in the hospital. I had to remind myself that she was getting better and that she'll be up and about soon enough.
"Rewind this. Get to the part where she leaves your house." - Paul didn't have time for this right now. He needed to know everything as soon as possible. He really liked Monica and she liked him. Looking at them was like looking at siblings. They were always at each other's throats but they truly liked each other.
"He's right." - Rose agreed with him and I was sure at least couple of guys here would have made a remark on that but this was the kind of situation where no one was in the mood for it. Not now when we were so close to finding out the truth.
For some reason we were sure we'd find out who the killer was. So Edward did what they asked and the video we spent so much time waiting to see was on once again.
This time there was no music. No noise. It was just Monica in the car with a small smile on her otherwise pale face. She had just came back from where she was with Embry and said her goodbyes to us before going home and that was the first time I saw her fine being surrounded by silence. She drove like that for sometime before stopping and that was where Dylan came into the car.
"Where have you been?" - he asked her. She shrugged.
"Around."
"Oh don't give me that. I called you like twenty times." - Dylan was still waiting for an answer when she turned to look at him.
"I love you big brother." - the way she said it. She was saying goodbye to him too. Dylan seemed to notice the strange ring her voice had. He looked at her up and down before swearing loudly.
"You slept with him!" - it wasn't a question. Monica kept staring at the road leaving him to get his rage out. - "You don't even fucking know him Monica. He doesn't care about you. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"He does. That's where you're wrong. He does care about me.'' – Monica couldn't even look Dylan in the eyes as she countered him. She was perfectly calm and she wasn't gonna take him bashing Embry without saying anything. - ''Fuck, Dylan, you don't even know. Dude fucking had his life turn upside down to protect me and here you're giving me shit for falling in love with someone like that." – I could hear Embry's heart race when he heard Monica say that.
"Oh please." - I've never seen Dylan as angry as he was in that video in my life. - "You met him what...five days ago."
"So?" - Monica was incredibly calm even though she looked like she was going to be sick. Her face somehow got even paler.
"So so? You can't do that unless you're absolutely sure that he loves you. How many times do I have to tell you this. I'm trying to protect you. That's all." – Dylan was exasperated.
"You always did that." - Monica told him looking at him with that stubborn ironic smile she had on her lips whenever she disagreed with someone. - "You were always looking out for me. Always protecting me. I'm sorry I couldn't do the same for you when you needed it."
"What do you mean?" - Dylan was still unable to calm down. He kept running his fingers through his hair.
"I spoke to your friend. Or ex-friend. Whatever the fuck he is to you. Anyway. The guy you fought with when Nell died. He told me all about it." - Monica was looking at Dylan with a strict and unyielding look in her eyes. -" he told me you were already injured by the time you two fought so I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I do wonder, though, who did you fight with?"
"With him. I told you already. I was in a bad mood because of what happened." - Dylan looked upset that she was talking to him about it again. Ashamed even.
''Right.'' – she chuckled but it wasn't normal. The sound made my skin crawl. – ''Right. Of course. Did you know I actually believed it was a mistake on your part? I mean, I figured since you never went to that school there was no way for you to know that it actually was a fairly used place for couples to go there.''
What was going on? I noticed Dylan's whole posture changed after she said that. All of us were a bit taken aback by what was going on. Did Dylan lie about meeting the girl accidentaly? Was he actually cheating on me the whole time and Monica was now angry at him? What was happening?
''A rookie mistake'' – Dylan rolled the window down as he stared at her. Monica's whole posture crumbled when he said that. She sniffled but held back the tears. – ''We used to have so much fun, you and I? Remember? Whenever we were alone just watching movies…listening to music. Whatever. It was always perfect. Just as it was supposed to be. Just you and me together. Forever.'' – Dylan ran his fingers through his hair again. The silence in the room as we watched the video was deafening. I was trying to understand what was happening.
''Don't say that.'' – Monica's voice was barely a whisper.
''It's the truth. I knew it was fucked up. You were my sister after all. Why the fuck anyone cares? We aren't actually related but I had to hold back so I figured…Nell's a good girl. She's nice and she likes me. I tried. I tried but it was always you Mona. There can be no one else for me so when I saw those fucked up bastards trying to get with you it made me angry. I couldn't have you so why would they? I created that account and started talking with you because I knew it was me you wanted. I understand you better than anyone ever could. I had to protect you from them.''
''Who would protect me from you, eh?! Was it Nell? Did she figure it out from the messages you sent me that night without knowing she had my phone with her so you decided to kill her?!'' – Monica was yelling at him as tears rolled down her face. I could se the disgust mixed with disappointment in her eyes.
''No. She was never the one. I would never hurt her. Never. She was too good for us. It was supposed to be you. With you gone I'd be able to love her. So when it was her who answered the call I took it as a sign. With her gone – you'd be mine. We could finally have our own forever. And then..'' – I felt like I was going to be sick and from the video Monica was feeling the same thing. I felt Paul squeeze my hand tighter. He was cursing under his breath. Dylan ran his hand through his hair and over his face. – ''That fucking bastard from Forks. He just had to walk into your life and destroy it all.''
''Do you actually think I'd ever be with you? You're my brother. My. Brother. You're supposed to protect me not kill everyone I love. How could you do this to me?!'' – Monica was losing it and I could see her heart break.
''We can. Of course we can. Monica. Just say yes and we can go right now. They'll never find us. It will be just you and me.'' – Dylan was pleading her. Monica wiped her tears with her sleeves before looking at him.
''What if I don't want to?''
''I'll never stop. We'll be together in the end. You'll see.'' – He truly believed that. Monica smiled the most heartbroken smile I've ever seen before turning her head to the road. We could hear her accelerating.
''Fine. you want us to be together?'' – Dylan nodded.
''Always.'' – she accelerated even more and at this point he noticed something was off. Dylan panicked. – ''What are you doing? Stop. You're going too fast. Stop. Monica!''
''I'm granting you your wish, big brother. I'm going to make you stop and it will be just you and me. Always.'' – We could hear her stomp her foot on the gas pedal as she forced the car to go as fast as it could. Lights were passing them by as they were heading straight for destruction. Monica turned to Dylan again. He was whispering his pleas for her to stop but it was too late. – ''See you soon, asshole.'' – and then they crashed. The sound. The banging. Their hearts beating as if they were going to burst. There was nothing on the road. It was Monica who crashed the car. She did it to stop him. She did it. She prefered dying than seeing him hurt anyone else for her.
My heart broke. My Monica. Of course she would do anything to protect us all. She knew it was him and she wanted to deal with him on her own terms. It hurt. It hurt so much. I never saw it coming. Never. We were all so blind. I always thought their bond was so strong because they saw each other as brother and sister. It was only Monica who thought of it like that. It was never what Dylan wanted. Never. It was hard for me to wrap my head around it and the silence in the room as everyone finally understood what happened that night was more than I could take.
''I think I'm gonna be sick.'' – I said as I ran out. I could hear Paul following close behind. He knew it was best to just leave me to grieve this alone. I let Dylan go a long time ago but to know that everything was a lie. To know how much pain he caused not only to me but to Monica as well. It was too much to bear.
I felt the world crashing down on me and there was nothing I could do. I couldn't even cry. I couldn't scream. I could just watch it collapse.
''There's no time for this now, Nell.'' – It was Embry who came up to me. He wasn't playing games.
''Back off, Call. Can't you see her. How would you fucking feel?'' – Paul wasn't having it. He wanted everyone to give the space I needed.
''I am fucking feeling it right now which is why she needs to pull herself together. I can't be the only one aware of the fact that Monica is in that hospital alone with him.''
He was right. Monica was in danger. We had to get Jenks and the detective in on it as soon as possible. I knew how much pain this would cause both mine and Monica's family. I could only hope it would bring them closer together to help them get through it. I would hate for them to drift apart because of this.
''Let's go. We have to hurry.'' – I missed having Alice here. Maybe she'd be able to give some sort of hope. Maybe she could see….we were alone now. There was no point i nthinking about it.
Carlisle got on the phone with the police and Rose took Alice's porsche to get to Port Angeles with the video as soon as possible. Emmett took me and Paul. Embry was sitting in front with my brother. His face was unreadable but you didn't have to be a special sort of genius to know that he was out for blood if it meant keeping Monica safe.
We couldn't go fast enough. Time seemed so different now when we needed it to work with us. It felt like a year had passed by the time we finally got to the hospital. Police were there. They were supposed to keep an eye on people around the hospital but they had no idea it was the person inside that was guilty of all of this.
We ran inside and went straight to the second floor where Monica's room was. Embry was the first to get there but she wasn't inside. In fact. She was nowhere to be seen and she wasn't the only one missing. Dylan was gone too. Embry hit the door nearly breking at as he kept swearing. I'd never seen him like this before. I felt the same powerlessnes he felt. Luckly, Paul was there tu pull os out of our misery.
He instructed us to follow Monica's scent and we went on our way to look for her. That was when my phone vibrated. It was a voice message and it was from Monica. Garage. Was the only thing she whispered and we ran. We ran as fast as we could.
When we got close to the underground garage of the hospital Paul once again instructed us and we separated. We had to surround Dylan. I hoped Rose and Emmett gave the evidence to Jenks and the detective. It would mean that the police would be here soon and that was exactly what I wanted. I refused to have any one of my family get Dylan's blood on their hands. It wasn't worth it. He wasn't worthy.
I could hear faint footsteps to my right. It was Monica. I knew that right away even without seeing her. Dylan wasn't even trying to hide his. He was taunting her. And he called that love.
''Come out, Mona. You promised. The two of us together. Remember? Come out now.'' – I could see her now. Monica was crouched behind one of the cars. She covered her mouth with her hands to avoid letting out any sound. She was still in her hospital gown. She had no shoes on either. He must have gotten her while she was asleep.
''Like hell I will.'' – I heard Monica whisper. That was my girl.
''Monica!'' – Dylan was getting more frustrated by the second. Oh boy. He had no idea what he was in for. Two shapeshifting wolf warriors and a vampire were here to get him. He didn't stand a chance.
''Oh fuck.'' – Monica managed to contain herself as she hissed at me.
''We're here. It's gonna be fine.'' – I told her as I took her hand in mine. – ''Come on. Let's get you out of here.'' – Monica nodded. She had tears in her eyes as I led her out of her hiding. Her left hand was wraped around her middle. She was still in pain from the injuries she sustained in the crash.
''There you are!'' – we turned to look at Dylan who was standing right behind us now. – ''I knew I'd find you. Lily this has nothing to do with you. You can go.'' – wow. Thanks. I think not though.
''I don't think I will. Sorry.'' – I told him. Monica stood in front of me. Even now she wanted to protect me. – ''And by the way, Dylan. I'm not Liliana.'' – his face was priceless as he took me in.
''Impossible.''
''Possible. You should have stayed there to make sure I was really dead. You gave me just enough time to survive.'' – he was in disbelief and I felt good. I felt good seeing him like this as memories started flooding me.
I didn't opet the message on Monica's phone. I did answer his call though. I could remember his surprised voice as he realized it wasn't Monica who answered. I could hear myself calling out to him when I noticed the man walking behind me. I could feel it was him, back then. I just had that feeling of impending doom and something in me knew it was him. I remembered calling out to him asking him to stop but he wouldn't. I rememebered him hitting me from behind and me trying to fight him when he came onto me. I remembered breaking his nose in the process as well as scratching his. I could feel my nails tearing from the amount of force I used to try and get myself free of him. Nothing worked. I was half awake when he tied me up and I knew what was coming. I knew what was coming when I felt the rough rope around my neck. It was time to wake up from my memories now. He wanted to hurt Monica and I would never allow that.
''You will pay for this. Each day you spend in the prison you'll live knowing what you had and what you destroyed.''
''Fuck you! You're not Nell. You can't be.'' – Dylan was still in shock.
''Oh but I am.'' – I was his queen and he will bow down to me. – ''I am.''
Dylan lost it then. He started shouting that he would kill us all for playing with him. This Dylan was so different from the one I knew and it was incredible how we never noticed the rage in him before. He was so angry it was unbeliveable. There was a fire burning inside him and it reminded me of my own thirst. He thirsted for blood too. Only in a different way than I was.
''I'd calm down if I was you.'' – Embry's advice was good and it would do Dylan good to take it.
''I should've known you'd be around here. You're a fucking traitor Mona.'' – Dylan spit on the floor before taking a deep breath. He calmed down at last. – ''I knew it was impossible. Deep down. I did. Don't think I wanted this. I just couldn't fight it. It was always a losing game for me.''
''I am sorry you felt the need to do all this. I am.'' – Monica was sincere. She still saw him as a brothe
Police sirens filled the air and it was time for Dylan to surrender. It was game over for him. A new page was going to be turned for our families and a part of me felt this deep overwhelming sadness. I wished the killer was some unknown monster who took the chance. Why did it have to be Dylan?
''I love you little sister.'' – Dylan told Monica while one of the officers was handcuffing him. – ''I know you love me too.'' – but Monica was silent. She was looking at him wordlessly as she held my hand as if it was the only thing keeping her safe. Dylan smiled bitterly before disappearing with the officers that were in charge of getting him. The rest of them were checking on us. And that was when Monica broke. She sank to the ground and sobbed.
Paul took me aside as he hugged me. I will have time to mourn the lives we lost. Right now Monica needed someone who wasn't me. She needed Embry and he knew that. He took her in his arms as if she were a child and kept stroking her hair as she cried in his chest. Eventually her sobbing stopped and she put her hands around his neck.
''I remember now. I remembered it earlier. That's why I ran away from him.'' – Monica explained as she stared into Embry's eyes. – ''You're mine. Mine.'' – they laughed then and it was the kind of laugh that only lovers understand.
It was time to recover from our wounds now. We could finally move on.
I had my answers.
It was over.
We couldn't be hurt anymore.
Never again.