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Nineteen: A Terrible Nightmare
Jane's POV
Seth's lips clung to my skin, making me short of breath, very short of breath. We hadn't spoken since Lena left, though this felt like even more than talking.
Seth was eager now, taking less time than he usually did, taking off my clothes all at once other than slowly like he usually did. He kissed from my shoulders down to my chest, and then flicked my nipple with his tongue. I gasped.
"Seth," I moaned, gripping a fist-full of his hair.
Seth pulled back, his eyes connecting with mine, only, they were hard. There wasn't that warmth behind them that I had grown so accustomed to seeing. There wasn't... life. It was odd.
"Are you okay?" I frowned, my breathing heavy.
He watched me for a while longer, and then a smile slowly formed on his face. I tried to smile back, but Seth's looked so much more forced than usual. He nodded his head, and then kissed me once more. I tried to push those thoughts out of my mind as he slid his hands underneath my underwear and slid them- no! Suddenly, he ripped them off of me. He was inside of me all at once, in a matter of seconds.
My mouth dropped open and ecstasy filled my veins. He felt different, not as warm, but it still felt incredible. How could it not? He moved in and out of me quickly and deeply, wasting no time driving me wild. I let out a loud moan from deep within me and dug my nails into his shoulders. I felt the passion coming off of both of us with how intensely he was moving inside of me; it was makeup sex at its finest, which was most likely why it felt so very different.
He gripped my hips tightly in his hands, so tightly that I felt like he might have been leaving bruises, and I gasped at the pressure, a cold chill shooting down my spine. He brushed his fingers against my eyelids, and I batted them open.
I frowned. Seth didn't look like himself. I mean, he looked like himself, but not like himself at all. His lip was pulled up into a sort of snarl, his eyes intense and cold. Something different than I had ever felt before, especially with Seth, flowed through me: fear.
There was the sound of crashing in the background. I gasped, then I winced. I blinked; one second Seth was on top of me, and the next he was flying across the room, limbs tangled with an animal- a wolf- no, something bigger than a wolf, and more human looking.
"Seth!" I screamed, immediately lurching up, grabbing a blanket on the couch to quickly conceal myself. Panic ensued, completely taking over. It was hurting him, I could tell. Only... Seth wasn't Seth anymore. I gasped and subconsciously slid to the very back corner of the couch. The wolf didn't have Seth, he had the man from my porch. The man with the red eyes.
There was a tearing sound, and then the bitter scream of agony followed. A sound slipped from the back of my throat; it was unpracticed and honest. It was terrified and confused all at once. Was I dreaming? It sure felt like it.
I blinked, and the second time I looked I realized that there wasn't only one wolf, there were two, three, four! And one of them was staring right at me. I didn't have time to lurch away or run for cover. I didn't have time for anything. Instead, that very wolf, white with some grey and a few, tiny specks of gold, turned into a man... It turned into Seth.
I had lost my mind.
I blinked my eyes together more times than I could count. I knew that I was dreaming, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out how to wake up.
It took me a second to realize that my mouth was hanging open, and once I did, I also realized that Seth was kneeling right in front of me, a blanket wrapped around the lower half of him. I blinked my eyes tightly together. I swore- no. No. I couldn't believe my own eyes, but I swore, I swore that he had been some kind of animal, a wolf even, only seconds ago. One second there was a wolf and the next second it was naked Seth. A wheeze of a gasp slipped between my lips. I squeezed my eyes tightly together. Why couldn't I just wake up? This wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare.
Seth reached his hand out, and then pulled up the blanket that I had grabbed to cover me. I must have dropped it in the midst of my confusion. I quickly took it from him, gripping the soft fabric so tightly in my hand that I saw my knuckles turn white. I couldn't look away.
"Jane?" Seth asked softly, but his words seemed to falter there, too. He ran his eyes up and down my body, concealed by the blanket, but he knew that I was naked underneath it. "Are you okay?" He finally asked, his eyes deep and clouded with, what was it? Hurt? Anger? Sadness? I couldn't tell.
"What," I began, shaking my head. "Seth," I whimpered. "What- what just happened?"
Jacob and Quil and Embry were all in here, too. They had just re-entered the room; I hadn't even noticed them leave, but I just realized that I hadn't noticed them enter, either. They all had shorts on, but not shirts. That confused me even more. Where had the wolves gone? There had been wolves, right? One of them took a step forward, and I heard the glass crack underneath his foot. My mouth dropped. My eyes connected with the broken glass shards littering the entire surface of the floor. Holy crap, my window really had been shattered. I hadn't imagined that.
"But," I began," My eyes darting to the window and then back to Seth.
"Jane," He began, reaching out for me.
"No," I pulled away; I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe. "You were just- but you were- how did you get- and then you weren't you." I knew that I was making absolutely no sense, but what I had witnessed just made absolutely zero sense as well. One minute, Seth had been on top of me, no inside of me, and the next he was changing from a wolf into a human. But- no. That was impossible.
"Jane," He spoke softly. "That wasn't me."
My mouth dropped. "What do you mean?" I squeaked out. It wasn't like I meant to, but the confusion had overtaken me. Tears condensed in my eyes as I stared at Seth who was looking at me like how people used to look at me right after my parents died, with remorse and compassion, like they felt bad for me.
"I know it was you! I saw you!" I stammered.
"No, it wasn't," He whispered to me. "We've been trying to find him for a while now. He's not human, Jane. He was- he just- he was somehow able to make himself look like me."
"But, but," I stammered; this made no sense. This was irrational. This was crazy. "What do you mean he's not human?"
"Kind of like us," He explained slowly. "We are human, but we're something else. We're wolves, too. Shapeshifters. You saw me change from a wolf into a human, didn't you?"
My jaw hit the ground. "Seth, what?" I exclaimed, looking from him to his friends, hoping that they would all start laughing and admit this was a terrible, cruel practical joke. Only, they were all staring with expressions that mirrored Seth's. Embry wouldn't even look at me.
"What is going on?" I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Someone attacked you. An animal attacked you while we were-,"
"No, that wasn't me," Seth tried to explain. "I attacked the man that looked like me. Then I shifted back. That's why I'm here now."
"What?" I cried, my voice high and terrified. "What's going on?"
"Seth," Jacob spoke, his voice quiet.
He turned towards Jake, and then held his hands out as if to say, I have no idea what to say.
I suddenly burst out crying.
"Jane!" Seth exclaimed, his voice filled with worry and pain. I could tell that he hated me crying like this; if I was being honest, I hated it, too, but I couldn't help myself. It was my body's response. I was so confused. So entirely, and completely confused, and even a tiny bit drunk; all that I could do was sob about it.
He reached for me, but I pulled away instinctively.
"No, no!" I cried, shaking my head. "You were just here with me, but you say that you weren't, and that was someone else, even though I know that it was you, and then you were a wolf, and now you're you, and I'm naked, and everyone's staring at me and I- I- I'm so confused. I have no idea what's going on!" I let my head drop into my lap and loudly cried to myself, my chest shaking.
I was humiliated. I had no idea what was happening, plus I was completely naked, covered with nothing but a thin blanket, with all of Seth's friends in the room. I wished this was a nightmare, because if it was then I could at least wake up from it.
"Jane?" Seth tried, his voice softer now.
"Get out," I suddenly picked my head up, pulling the blanket high up to my neck. "Please just get out. Just everyone get out."
Embry, Jake and Quil followed suit immediately, but Seth remained where he was, still kneeling in front of me, his mouth open, quivering with words that never left his lips.
"Please go," I cried. "Please Seth, just go. Everyone, just go."
"Jane," Seth whispered quietly. "I just won't leave you like this."
"I'm so confused," I cried, angrily wiping at my wet face.
"Can you let me explain it to you?" Seth asked gently.
"I don't even know if you're you," I cried loudly.
"You're safe now, I promise," Seth told me. "It's me, baby, it's me. He's gone, okay? He's dead. He can't hurt you anymore."
"Who's dead, Seth?" I sobbed. "I don't know who you're talking about!"
Seth closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "There's so much for me to explain, okay, Jane? I know that. But, please, please Jane just- just let me talk to you. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"What?" My mouth dropped. "Who?"
"That man," Seth's voice softened. "The one who looked like me."
"That was you!" I suddenly screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Okay," Suddenly, Jacob come up behind him. He held a hand to his mouth, nodding his head slowly. "Seth, can you go get Jane some clothes?"
Seth's eyes were locked on mine. He looked like he was about to cry. Finally, he broke eye contact with me to look at Jacob now with a confused expression.
"Yes," He finally answered. "Jane- Jane I'll be right back."
Tears streamed down my face.
"Okay, Jacob nodded, breaking our connection. "I'll be in the kitchen. Tell me when she's changed."
I was left alone again. Though I spent the entire time staring at the spot where they had once been. I thought I was losing my mind; that was the only explanation. Only, there was glass all over the floor, and the floor to ceiling window was now wide open, with no break between the inside and the elements.
Seth came back with a tee-shirt and a pair of shorts, and I took them from him quickly, not wanting to be naked anymore. With shaking hands, I got dressed underneath of the blanket and then watched Seth contemplate saying something to me for a few seconds before he finally kneeled down again.
"Babe, I'm so sorry," Seth whispered.
I gulped. "About what?" I whispered.
Seth closed his eyes. "I just have to explain. Once I do you'll understand, okay?"
"Explain what, Seth?" I cried the words out.
He cupped my cheeks in his hands, and then he pulled me closer to him.
"Seth," I complained, pulling back.
His eyes broke. These were the eyes that I remembered, only, they looked sadder than I had ever seen them. He stood, and then slowly walked back into the kitchen, his shoes crunching on glass as he did so.
A minute or so later, Jacob was walking in now, right towards me.
"I'm going to talk to you, Jane," Jacob said slowly, carefully. "Is that okay?" He pulled over a chair from across the room so that it was right in front of me, and then took a seat.
I gulped. "Where's Seth?"
"In the kitchen. Is that okay?"
It took me a moment, but I finally nodded my head.
"Okay. Firstly, you're not hurt, are you?"
My lips parted. I pinched myself. "No," I heard myself answer.
"Are you sure?" Jacob asked, softer this time.
"I don't know," I cried.
"I know you're scared, and you're confused," Jake leaned forward. "But everything's okay now. You're safe."
"What happened?" I whispered.
"I need to start at the beginning, okay? Just listen first. Seth's part of the Quitellete tribe, just like all of us. We're all a pack. We shape-shift into wolves. We do that to protect humans. We have for a long time."
My mouth dropped. "Is this a joke?"
"No, Jane," Jake smiled gently at me. "I'm not messing with you. I promise. Do you remember that murder at the fair?"
I nodded my head slowly. Everything felt a little numb. I couldn't believe my ears.
"That was a murder by another monster, a monster that we try to protect humans from, the same one that had the red eyes from your porch. We've been following his scent for a while now. He left town for a long time, but the Cullen's, they help us, they found information about murders in other areas, to other girls. We hadn't made the connection until right now.
I really didn't realize it until Lena came over to Emily's. Seth was there, and she asked how he got from your house to Emily's so quickly. That monster, the one we've been trying to find, he can change his appearance to look exactly like other people. He did that to you. That wasn't Seth."
My entire body froze. "But," I began, though no words followed. Jacob waited patiently for the silent minutes that came after that, as I attempted to take in all of this new, unbelievable information that I was just told and form a question. "But if that wasn't Seth, than who did I have sex with?"
My voice was high, like a little girl's. If I believed him, which I wasn't sure I did, but if I did, than I knew the answer even before he told me.
"The man with the red eyes," Jacob answered gently, like he was talking to an infant. "The one that was on your porch. I'm going to ask you again, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
I sat back against the couch, sinking into the cushions; these were the same cushions that I had just moments ago been lying against as Seth and I made love, or so I thought. Now, if what Jacob was telling me was true, I hadn't been having sex with Seth at all. I had slept with the man with the red eyes that had frightened me, only, he was disguised as Seth. I tried to remember his appearance, and suddenly remembered his cold eyes, the snarl on his face, how his hands were ice cold; the thought sent goosebumps erupting all over my skin.
"Jane," Jacob pushed.
I swallowed harshly. "Where's Seth?"
"In the kitchen," He answered again.
My voice waivered. "And that's... him?"
Jacob smiled. "Yes. That's him. The monster is gone now."
I slowly nodded my head. "Okay. So, if I'm understanding correctly," I began, at risk of sounding like an idiot, but I was just going to give it a go anyways. "You're all wolves. You and Seth and Jacob and Quil and Embry and all the other guys, right?"
Jacob nodded. "Most of us, yes."
"And you are the ones who all burst into my house to... save me? From the... monster? From the monster that was pretending to be Seth so that we could...," I let my voice trail off. "And then after he could..."
Jacob's smile dropped. "Yes," He replied again, but softer this time.
"As wolves?" I clarified.
"Yes."
"Okay," I spoke slowly. "Well then," I cleared my throat. "I'm sorry."
Jacob opened his mouth, only to close it again. He peered at me oddly, a crease forming between his eyebrows. "What?"
"I'm sorry," I said again. "I shouldn't have yelled at you all to get out, especially if you were helping me. I was just scared, and I was indecent, so I was embarrassed and- I'm sorry."
Jacob let out a long, deep breath. "I can honestly say that I've never heard of this kind of response before," He murmured. Jake shook his head, "Please don't apologize, Jane. Do you want to see Seth? Did I explain everything alright?"
"Yes," I forced a smile. "To both questions."
"Alright." Jake stood. He hesitated for a moment, before stopping to turn back to me. "I'm sorry, Jane," He said lowly. I didn't know what to say, so I just lowered my eyes to my lap. I was already embarrassed enough; I just wanted to be left alone. Jake seemed to get the hint, because a moment later, he left the room.
Seth came back in after a moment, his steps careful and slow, his face a mask of concern.
I watched him walk in, not sure what to say, and then he took a seat in where Jacob had sat. I could tell that he wanted to sit next to me, but I knew that he knew that I wasn't okay with that right now. Not only had I just slept with a man that I thought was him, but he had scared the shit out of me, and all of his secrets had just come out, and there had been so damn many of them. I felt like my head was spinning, and him touching me wasn't going to help any of that right now.
"Hi," He said after a moment, his voice soft.
I bit the inside of my cheek. I should have known it wasn't him; Seth would never just take me without speaking to me like he just did, first. It didn't even feel like him. I knew that something was off. I should have known. But how could I have known?
"Did Jacob... explain everything?" Seth asked slowly.
I nodded my head. "He did a much better job than you," I murmured.
"I panicked," He admitted.
"It's okay," I whispered.
"Jane?"
I met my gaze with his. Seth didn't look like he was about to cry, he actually was crying now. "I'm so sorry. I- I don't know what to say. I hate that he touched you. I- I'm so sorry, Jane. I should have protected you. This never should have happened."
I shook my head. "It's fine," I cleared my throat. "I'm fine. I mean, it's not like he raped me or anything. I thought it was you, I was, very, willing."
Seth closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, before opening them again. "I'm sorry I scared you when I attacked him. I just wanted him to stop touching you."
"It's-," I suddenly cut off, letting out a frustrated breath. "You know what, it's not okay." I shook my head, trying to fight the tears away, but I was getting upset, and I knew that with that anger came tears, without fail. I pressed my lips tightly together before letting them bounce apart "It's really, really not okay, Seth. You promised me that you didn't have any secrets. You promised me that you were being honest with me and that you'd never hit me with something crazy and then this. This is- this is beyond crazy, Seth. This isn't even a secret! It's on a whole other level! What am I supposed to do with this?"
"I know," Seth murmured.
"No," I sat up. "You do realize that if you had just told me, then maybe this wouldn't have happened. I mean, maybe we could have avoided this!" I was crying now, but I tried to control it the best that I could to be able to speak. "If I had maybe known what to watch out for then maybe I wouldn't have-," I let out a strangled cry and then wiped at my eyes, dropping my face towards my lap.
"I was going to tell you, Jane," Seth explained, his voice sounding sad. "I planned to." I promise you I planned to."
"I heard you on the phone," I angrily swiped at my cheeks. "I thought you were cheating on me."
"What?" Seth gasped, he looked not only shocked, but disgusted. Lena's response suddenly made so much more sense. "No, Jane. Baby I would never do that to you. I'm so sorry that you thought that. I see now that I should have told you. It was wrong of me to keep it from you for so long."
"You're just saying that because you got caught," I shot at him. "How come it always works like that?"
"What?" Seth breathed. "No, Jane. That's not it at all. I promise."
I ran my fingers through my hair and then took a deep breath, finally looking back at him. "So you're a werewolf?" I asked, trying my best not to notice how sad he looked.
He took a deep breath. "Yeah."
I let out a completely exasperated sigh and shook my head. "Okay," I bit back tears. "And the guy who was on my porch wasn't just a guy trying to scare me. He was a monster that you've been trying to catch for a while now."
It took him a second. "Yes."
I shook my head. "How could you keep that from me?"
"I had to."
I flinched. "You promised me you wouldn't," I sobbed. "You promised! You lied to my face about it, Seth!" I gasped between tears. "You- you saw how much that scared me and you lied about it. How could you do that to me?"
"It's not that simple," Seth explained gently. "It's something that I have to talk with Jake about first. He's the alpha of our pack. But- but it's not only that; everyone has to agree, and most importantly, I had to make sure that you were ready to hear it. I wish that you could see, Jane, I was only trying to do what was best for you. I promise."
I closed my eyes. "Is there anything else?" I asked after a moment.
Seth opened his mouth and then closed it. He moaned and then hung his head. "The wolves," He began, his voice strained. He picked his head up to look me in the eyes as he talked. "They do this thing. It's called... imprinting. They've all done it; Embry to Lena, Jake to Nessie, Quil to Claire, Jared to Kim, Sam and Emily, Paul to Scarlett. It's when they see, when they lock eyes with, the girl that they're supposed to be with. It's this feeling. They know, I guess, is the best way to put it."
I slowly took that in. "They know what, Seth?" I finally blurted. What he had just spoken made absolutely zero sense.
"When you looked at me for the first time, Jane," He explained gently. "It was like the world stopped spinning for a second. It connected us. I- I knew that you were made for me, that we were made for each other. It's hard to explain, but that feeling never stopped."
I let a few minutes pass, taking his words in. I gulped audibly. On one hand, I wanted to believe Seth. I wanted to believe him and think that this creepy, stalkerish "imprinting" was good, it was love, because apparently all of his friends had done it, so it had to be. Only, I couldn't shake what I really felt about it.
Realization hit me like a gut punch to the chest. This was so much worse than if he had cheated on me. At least if he had been cheating on me than I could have convinced myself that a part of him had loved me before, now, I realized that he had never loved me at all. I knew that the truth was that he was either insane, which was likely, or that he never really loved me at all. That the reason he stuck around wasn't because he was a great guy, but because some weird wolf thing made him. He didn't have a choice.
I stood up. "I just want to be alone," I whispered, staring down at the floor as I headed for the stairs. "Please," I added, trying to conceal how my voice shook. I was seconds away from Niagara Falls. I couldn't hold it back this time. This hurt more than my parents.
"Wait, Jane," Seth stood up. "Please, baby," His voice was pleading now. I shut my eyes tightly together, willing myself to hold on. "Talk to me. It's not what you think it is. I love you. I love you so much. It only makes it so that I can love you more, nothing else."
"I really don't want to talk about it anymore, Seth," I cried now, openly, not able to help it.
"I can't leave you like this," His voice sounded pained. "Please. Please listen to me. Or we don't have to talk at all. Just let me stay with you. I'll just hold you and you can cry because tonight was so messed up but- but I love you. Don't question that. Please don't question that."
"You don't love me," I cried.
"What? No, Jane," He grabbed my arm now.
"You don't love me!" I cried. "You never did. You just have to be with me because of this stupid, weird wolf thing that doesn't even make any fucking sense, Seth! And I don't want to talk to you anymore because of it, okay? So leave me alone! Please leave me alone!"
"That's not true," Seth demanded. "You're not understanding."
"Get away from me!" I sobbed.
"Jane, please," He gripped my shoulders tightly. "Just listen to me, baby. I do love you. That's the only thing that I know. That's the only thing that I can't have you thinking, that I somehow don't love you. I love you more than anything in the world. I love you more than it's even physically possibly to love a person. I-,"
"Just stop Seth!" I cried.
"No, Jane!" He shook me, gently, but enough to make me gasp. "You have to believe me, Jane."
"You're scaring me," I cried, pulling away from him.
Immediately, Seth let me go. He took a step back, his eyes wide, his mouth open. "Jane," He began.
"I can't talk right now," I managed to get out. "Please, just," I gasped in breaths. "If you love me like you say you'll leave. Please."
Seth's expression fell. A tear slipped from his eye that I noticed. It hurt me more than I thought it would. "Alright Jane," He finally agreed, but it sounded more like a whimper than anything. "I'm not leaving you, though. I'm gunna be in the woods, all night. I'll be in wolf form but I'll still be there. I'm not going anywhere. If you need me just look out your window and I'll be right here. Okay?"
I nodded my head, biting the inside of my cheek so tightly so that I wouldn't cry. I tasted my own blood and swallowed it.
He turned then, and walked out the back door. I ascended the steps pretty put together, and then I started the shower. I was so confused. I didn't feel like I had been assaulted. Yes, I had been tricked, but it had been Seth's body, even though it wasn't really him. I had thought it was him, so what I had done wasn't anything that I remembered negatively. I wasn't scared. He hadn't hurt me. I hadn't known it wasn't Seth at the time, so nothing about it frightened me at all. Only now when I looked back on it did it feel gross; I had been doing those things for a stranger, but that was still so hard to grasp when it looked just like Seth. I felt like I was going crazy.
Regardless, the shower was great for two things, getting clean, and crying everything terrible that had happened tonight out, until I felt like I had no water left in my entire body. I knew that the second I stepped into the shower, and slid down the wall, my face falling into my hands, that it would at least be good for one of those things.
Seth's POV
Jane was crying in the shower. I heard her.
I blamed my extreme werewolf hearing for it, but really, I was listening closely, closer than I usually listened, to be able to hear her. It killed me. It made my stomach hurt and my chest ache at the same time. I never felt so terrible in my entire life.
Not only had Jane been terrified by me, but I had somehow let her be tricked into having sex with a man that wasn't me, that looked like me. A monster that could have hurt her, that probably would have killed her. A vampire who wouldn't have cared about hurting her or if she felt good. I wasn't sure what kind of trauma she felt now, after the fact, but I knew that it wasn't good. Nothing about this was good, or even okay. I wanted to die, that's how terrible I felt.
But that wasn't even the worst part. She thought I didn't love her, and that hurt more than anything.
It's not your fault,I heard a voice say, coming up on my side.
I turned, only to see Embry, in wolf form, coming up next to me to sit down.
I didn't say anything.
Jake came back to the house. Told us what happened. I came back here to see if maybe she wanted to talk to Lena about some things, see if that made her feel any better. I caught the trail end of that- I'm sorry.
Why are you sorry to me? It's my fault, I thought.
No, it's not, Embry immediately countered. None of us knew until tonight. How could we have? It could have just as easily been Scarlett, or Lena. Because he wasn't able to control his thoughts, I then heard a, Thank God it wasn't.
A beat passed.
Sorry, He thought.
She thinks that I don't love her, I told him. She said that I was scaring her.
She doesn't understand, Embry replied. It was soon to begin with, and then with everything that happened tonight, it came out in the complete wrong way. She's just confused, and she's scared. Give her some time.
You try doing that after some guy raped your girlfriend, I hit back before I could help myself.
Embry growled. At least she didn't know it wasn't you. He didn't hurt her. She didn't realize what was happening.
That makes it okay?
No. But it makes it bearable.
A moment of silence passed.
I'm going to send Lena over here tomorrow. Maybe hearing it from her would help, especially with the whole imprinting thing. Don't beat yourself up, even the girls who were imprinted on young took it badly. I think that Paul's girls were the only one's who took it oddly good. Leave it to Scarlett and Lena to be the odd ones out.
I didn't have it in me to find his usual jokes funny. Though, I mentally apologized for it.
Thanks, Emb. What happened with him? I thought, trying not to let my anger show, only it was impossible. After what he did to Jane, he was lucky I didn't torture him to a slow and painful death.
We took care of him. He deserved it. All those murders- Jake thinks he tried to throw us off with the first guy he killed, just so we wouldn't suspect him for the murder's of the women out of town. We're lucky we figured it out so soon.
Lucky? I exploded, jumping up in the air onto all fours. How in any sense of the word could we be lucky?
It could have been worse, Seth. She could have died.
I can't believe this. I can't believe I let her be alone tonight.
She wasn't alone, Embry disagreed. We were all outside. It was the perfect crime. We thought it was you walking inside- none of us thought twice about it. He didn't even smell like a vampire, that's how powerful his... power must have been. He must have been watching her and planning this for months, that must have been why he was sticking around her house for so long.
Suddenly, a figure above me caught my attention. Through the dim light of Jane's bedroom window, I noticed the faint outline of her face in the glass, peering out towards the tree line. Her eyes were red and the skin there was puffy, but I could see her searching for me, her eyes scanning the darkness.
I took a step forward, out from behind the forest line, just an inch or so, so that she could see me.
I noticed Jane gasp, and then she jumped back, concealed once again.
I hated myself. I hated myself so much I wanted to pound my head into the ground a thousand times in punishment for what I had allowed to happen to her tonight. I was about to retreat, when I suddenly noticed her again.
Jane's face was just barely visible this time, but I could see her hesitantly looking out again, staring straight at me. She watched me for a while, and I watched her, trying to will my love for her and pain that I had about what happened through her house and into her, but her face remained the same.
After a moment, she bit the inside of her cheek. She reached for something, and then I watched as she scribbled something down. A second later, she held up a notebook. Thick, black writing was written on the paper. She pressed it to the window.
You wouldn't happen to know a good window repair company?
I perked up, my heart beating just a little stronger. Was that a... joke?
She pulled the notebook away, and I noticed the hints of a smile on her face. But that face, that beautiful, perfect face, was still sad like I had never seen it before. It was so plagued with worry, all I wanted to do was kiss her worries away; they were futile. They didn't mean anything. I loved Jane more than I loved myself. How could she question that?
She pulled the curtain closed now, concealing her, though I still noticed her shadow, standing by the window, unmoving, still looking out for me. I didn't care how long she looked, or how long she took, I wasn't going anywhere.
There is definitely more explanation to come! Poor, poor Jane- I hate doing this to her, but I had planned this from the beginning. I love a good plot twist to stir things up!
PS: in case anyone is confused about the time-table, Seth was at Jake and Nessie's house when Lena arrived, I have their house mapped on mainland, near the Cullen's, so it only took Lena about 5 minutes to drive from Jane's house to the Black's house, and the wolves can run even faster!
Let me know your thoughts down below! I've got big plans!
