The Shadow of a Traitor
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I don't know where this story is going to end up, I write out of thought, not out of organization most of the time so please have any questions or criticism it's always welcome.
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I walk quickly through the forest my heart pounding. I watch the clearing turn to dense forest. Suddenly my feet were thrown out from underneath me. Suddenly my body flew into a tree. I scream; hearing a crack in my arm. Holding my arm to my body I try and find my attacker, I didn't see anyone. I get up and start to run again my heart beating faster as I pass through the forest.
Soon I feel a cold grip on my arms throwing me into another tree. My body slid down facing my attacker. I felt blood rush from my head but I look at the now visible man with anger in my eyes. "What do we have here?" He had dark red eyes, his skin dark and his hair black. He stood around 5'9 from my best estimate. "Where are you going little duck? Why wonder in the woods alone?" A dark laugh escaped his lips as he moved closer to me.
I try to reach for a stick or something, anything next to me so I can hit him and try to escape. But before I could grab anything he was over me. He grabbed me by the neck; sliding me up the tree. "You smell delightful little duck." He sinks his teeth in me. I scream and kick him trying to get away but it proves to be no use. I start to see stars.
"Let me go!" I scream and kick feeling my body get weaker. I couldn't just sit here and die without a fight. Soon I hear a low growl and as I pass out the man ripped from my body. I collapsed against the tree. My body passing out. Before I was fully asleep I felt warm arms wrap around me and pick me up.
What I would assume to be a few hours I wake up in a hospital bed. A man with blonde hair and golden eyes stood over me. "Hello Miss O'Neill I'm Dr. Cullen" I tried sitting up but was soon laid back gently "I don't advise getting up." He smiled kindly and grabbed the chart next to him.
"W-where am I?" I look around in question, only remembering what happened at the station. I look down and see the cast on my arm and frown. I look up as someone walked into the room. Charlie walks in, looking at me worried.
"Hey Grace, what happened?" He asks gently, and walks next to the Dr running his hand through his hair "We need to make a report of what happened, just because of the medical coverage"
"Look I don't know, one moment I was at the station and next I'm here." They both nod and I sigh my head pounding. "Hey Charlie where is my phone at?" knowing he probably handled the evidence himself. I could tell he felt horrible and that this was his fault. But he went around the bed and handed it to me.
"I had someone clean the blood off your clothes and phone, there wasn't much but it should be alright. Hey when you are ready to come back let me know, we will be paying you to recover. It won't be much but enough to live on until your head and arm heal more." He walked to the Dr "Carlisle?" he motioned for him to follow him to the hall out of earshot. I curled into the blanket and tried not to move my arm much. My other hand ran through my hair. I close my eyes and slowly fall asleep hoping my memory comes back.
Around five or six hours later I wake up to a pounding headache. I ring the help button and sighed lying back in the bed. I raised my hand and see it was shaking. Soon a young nurse walks in and I asked him for some painkillers and food. I didn't want to eat but I wouldn't feel bad after the medication if I did.
Dr. Cullen walked in and gave me my morphine. "Someone's here to see you, he's the one who found you. He's actually been here since you woke up but I wanted to see how you were feeling before I allowed him in." I nod mentioning it was alright. My head still pounding but the pain was calming down a lot. My eyes were closed but I heard someone enter the room. My eyes open slowly. My eyes lay on a beautiful man. His russet skin and brown eyes almost make me melt into the bed. I couldn't stop looking at his face. I wanted to, because of how deliberately I was staring but I couldn't.
He had the same look I did; just sat there looking at each other not saying a word. "Thank you for helping me. I'm Grace." I let a gentle smile on my face and reach my hand out, biting my lip.
"Hey I'm Paul." he said softly and took my hand. I mentioned for him to sit next to me. My focus then went to his clothing; a tight blue top and cut-off jeans. He was about a foot taller than me broad shoulders and large hands, his brown eyes melted into mine like ice cream and warm brownies. His voice sent a shiver down my spine and I smiled. "D-don't worry about it. I'm just happy I could help." His wolfish grin made me smile back and he sat down. It was like time stopped for me. I have never felt this way before, sure I've had a long term boyfriend before but no one ever amazed me like he did and I don't even know him, and yet he makes my heart melt.
We sit and talk for what seems like forever. When Dr. Cullen walks in he tells Paul visiting hours were over. Paul looks at Dr Cullen and makes almost a growling noise. My face scrunched in confusion at the unhuman growl. He gets up his chest puffed out slightly and Dr. Cullen opens the curtain for him and nods to me mentioning for me to sleep. I lay my head on the pillow and close my eyes. Dreaming about Paul.
The next morning I was woken up by Dr. Cullen. "Hey Grace, you look good, perfect really. I think you're ready to go home, with meds of course but I think being out of the hospital will help you recover more." I smile and nod knowing it would probably help, and being i wasn't in much pain anymore i thought it was the best idea as well. I got up from the bed gently and a nurse helped me change into my old clothes, and sigh as I got out of the room; my tennis shoes in my hand. Charlie was waiting outside for me "Come on, Grace. I'll get you home" I smiled at him.
"Thank you Charlie, you really didn't have to. I'm not normally such a Mary-Sue" I climb in careful of my arm. "I have to go pick up my meds tonight, where is the nearest pharmacy?" He shakes his head at me and drives to the pharmacy before going to my house and we drop the prescription off. My head starts pounding, I take the single Dr. Cullen handed me. I lay my head on the headrest and let out a sigh. "I'm sorry I won't be around much this week, I'll try and be in next week though"
"Don't worry about it Grace, I should have dropped you off and you would've been fine, for only being here a day you have certainly made an imprint on the Res." I look at him confused but ignore it. I was in too much pain to care. I feel my phone vibrate.
"Hey Grace, it's Paul. Charlie gave me your number in case you needed something, went to the hospital to check on you. They said you were on your way home with Charlie. Just making sure you were ok."
That was weird; Paul didn't seem like someone who cared that much for someone he just met. He seemed hot headed, not concerned, especially with Dr. Cullen.
"Hey, I'm alright. At the pharmacy now, I'm alright just ready to get home."
Hopefully he wouldn't text me until I got home, I wanted a bath but with this damn arm I knew it wouldn't be an easy feat. We pick my prescription up and head to my house. I thank Charlie for the ride and invite him to dinner for the care he's put in while I was in the hospital. I climb into some pyjamas and feel a buzz.
"Oh cool, I wanted to ask, my friends and I are having a get together at first beach tomorrow, I know you will probably be tired, but If you're interested I could always pick you up."
He was already asking me to hang out with him and his friends? Must have been some imprint. My cheeks warm up as I read it over and over.
"Yeah, sure! What time?"
I lay down in my chair and touch my broken arm and then touch my neck, still trying to piece everything together from that day. I was just thankful for those warm arms that carried me. I touched the bruises on my legs and shake my head. If I was going to the beach I needed to figure out how to put my hair up one handed. Then my phone buzzes again.
"5 ok? Don't want to keep you out too late."
Me? Not up late? I'm a night owl always have been, always will be, but with the medication he was probably right. I curl up and smile my blanket over me.
"Yeah, sure. I'll probably be asleep until then anyways."
I close my eyes ignoring the last buzz. My dreams shift to tomorrow night and seeing Paul; his face dancing through my head and his smile making my dreams sweet. It soon turned dark my mind turning to what happened the other day. It all starts creeping up on me. I remembered the bight and being thrown against the tree. I didn't realize it but I start screaming. I woke up in a cold sweat my heart beating quickly. I look at the clock it was around 6 am, 'I can work with that, I'll get ready for the day and relax a bit.'
I had my coffee made and a sweater on. I walk outside and sit on the balcony. I took my medicine and wait for the pain to subside. I listen to the birds singing and watch as the sun rises for over an hour. I started thinking about the walk home from the station and what could have happened. No one would believe me, I sound crazy, even to myself there is no way I was bitten by a vampire. No way in Hell. I curl up in my chair my coffee in my hands warming my body. I thought I should text Paul and see how he was doing, only knowing three people in the area I felt he would be the best option to talk to.
"Hey I was thinking about you, just seeing how your morning was."
I knew he probably wouldn't text until he was up, it was still somewhat early and it was a Saturday. But just to surprise me I feel a buzz. I wait a few minutes and finish my coffee as I run my fingers in my hair.
"Morning! It's going alright, haven't slept much but I got enough."
I smile softly at the reply. I get up and put my coffee mug in the sink. I get changed for the day, jeans, a black skull tank top and a leather jacket lying on the back of the chair. I go to curl my waist length blonde haircut before I start I grabbed my phone out to text Paul again.
"I'm sorry to hear you didn't get much. Hey if you would like to come over I can cook. It's been a while since I cooked for anyone"
I blush at my own words. I decide to delete it and to finish my hair. He didn't leave much open for response and besides I would see him tonight. After I get done with my hair I walk to the kitchen and start cooking and baking for the get together, I was raised to bring something if I was invited. If I didn't have anything don't go. It did prove hard baking one handed but not too hard where it wouldn't be completed. I made some chocolate chip cookies and vanilla thumb cookies with strawberry preserves.
I looked at the clock it was around 6:30 at this point so I check over my clothes and nodded at the mess less clothing. I put my boots on grabbing my jacket. I walk to the kitchen and put the cookies in Tupperware. I hear the doorbell and open it; seeing Paul.
"Hey Grace" He smiled and smelled the house "Are you baking?" I let him in to help me with the cookies.
"Yes I was, would you mind grabbing these. Don't eat them until we get to the beach, there's not many but just enough for one a person I think" he lets out a low whine, almost if he didn't want me to hear. They were just cookies. I grabbed the one I was saving and handed it to him. "Here don't whine, what are you a puppy?" I giggled.
"Really? Oh my gosh" he talks with a mouth full of cookie "I'm not sharing, they're all mine." I roll my eyes at his behavior and smile. I took the cookie boxes away from him.
"No you're not, I'm sure someone else will bring food as well." He leads me out. I grab my jacket and hand the cookies back. "I shouldn't have taken them sometimes I forget about this damn thing." I raised my arm up and bit my lip.
He nodded and took them, walking outside and closing the door for me along with opening his car door. "So, what's your story Grace?"