Okay, so here's the next chapter after two years (wow i suck). Hope you enjoy it!
Brittney's P.O.V.
I had no idea what do, so I stuck to my instinct and just ran. I had to get away from everything. I expected to get tired, but running felt so natural. I'd always hated running, but this time it was different. My feet meshed so well with the ground; each step I took, my feet sank into the soft combination of grass and mud. Strangely, it felt like home.
I paused, the same sickening smell overcoming my nose. That bitch. She really wanted to come near me right now? I heard the rustle of trees and she sauntered forward, a smirk on her face.
"Aw, where's your baby? I was sure you would be celebrating his birth right now." She was laughing her head off. If I could, I would kill her.
"Mommy?" Came a little voice. It was so soft and innocent. I was reminded of my own lost; my breath was caught in my throat. The vampire bitch rolled her eyes.
"Wait back there Ethan. I'll be done in a second." Hearing that name brought tears to my eyes. Had she really had a baby with the same name as my dead son? The boy didn't listen. He quickly appeared, rushing to her side. I looked at his face, reminded of Embry in every way possible.
"Mommy." He said again with a smile, but he wasn't looking at her. He was staring straight at me. This made the bitch angry and I could tell this hit a soft spot. Her son, wanted nothing to do with her. She picked him up, and held him close to her.
"No Ethan, I'm your mother." A look of confusion spread over his face, but he accepted it. She was snuggling him, lost in her own little world. I had to quickly come up with a plan. I ran with my new found speed, and took the child. Too stunned to react, she just stood there.
"Take one step closer, and I'll kill him." I snarled. Her eyes were wide, tears forming in them.
"You wouldn't." She glared at me. I had his head twisted in my hands, glaring at her as well. Ethan was crying now, screaming even.
"Maybe I would, maybe I wouldn't. Do you honestly want to find out?" For once, I had felt as if I had won. She broke down and fell onto her knees.
"What do you want?", She pleaded. This was going to be over. I smiled at her, giving her the same look she had given me.
"Kill yourself." Her eyes, now full of tears, widened even more. There was no chance for her to test me. If she came as much as an inch closer her son, just as mine now was, would be gone.
"Y-You expect me to just give up just like that?! After all that I have gotten away with, you think you'll win?" I twisted the kid's head back further.
"Will you?" It was so loud, her screaming and crying combined with her son's. One of us was going to make the next move, and it was going to be her. Of course I wouldn't kill the boy. He looked too much like my Ethan to do so. All I needed was a little extra help.
Leah's P.O.V
Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. After Britt had run off, I phased, running after her. It hurt me to see her so upset. That look she gave me as she left broke my heart. But I wondered, why didn't I feel that way about Ethan's death? It was weird, as if I still felt that same pull to him. I knew he was gone, but why is that feeling still there. I wanted to leave Britt alone for a while, it would be best for her not to be bothered right now. I wandered around for a while, still confused by the pull, when I heard Embry and Paul. It was clear that they we're pissed at each other, for some reason. They quickly found me, and I was bombarded with all their question.
"Where's Brittney?" Seemed to be the most important one to answer.
"I don't know where she went. She gave birth, but then her son passed away. Sorry Embry." He looked crushed, but still worried.
"Can anyone explain to me what's going on though? I know about the vamp bitch, but why is she here?" Paul pushed Embry forward, I assumed, to tell me what he fucked up now. After hearing, I wanted to kill him, but there was no time for that. He'd get it later though. We had to find Brittney, so I followed the pull that was only getting stronger. The guys and I ran until we reached a secluded part of the forest. There was Britt, the vampire, and a little boy.
He turned around, eyes full of tears, and stared at me. It was just he and I in the middle of the woods. I could hear distant screaming, but it didn't matter. Could it really be Ethan? For a moment, I felt as if he recognized who I was. However, as I really looked into his eyes, I could tell it wasn't. Maybe my heart wanted to be whole again that I forced myself to believe that he was him. I had to accept it. My imprint was dead. The pull was gone, and I didn't feel attached to the little boy any longer. The pain really began to sink in. But it looks like I wasn't the only one who was being hurt. By the time I turned around, Paul had ripped the vampire to shreds. He and Embry were now burning her body. Brittney was holding the boy close to her, promising him everything would be okay.
The strange thing was, he actually looked like he belonged.