Someone knocked on the door timidly, must be Alice. Rosalie walked in…
Rosalie was just one of those girls that took a chunk of your self-esteem every time you saw her. With me standing here in nothing but a towel, my little body and not very impressive curves; she took a rather large chunk of mine. She didn't seem to notice, she was lost in my gaze - just like Carlisle and countless others before him. I looked away, releasing her before I could slip into her head. She stood dazed for a moment before she spoke.
"Alice wanted me to give you these." Rosalie said quickly handing me a pile of clothing. She then turned around, obviously wanting me to change into the clothes.
I had underwear and pants on in a second and the shirt on in the next. The clothes fit perfectly…. trust it to the psychic. Rosalie faced me and she made a noise of disgust.
"Sit down." She said, pointing to the chair in front of the mirror. My feet staid rooted in place, not sure what she was going to do to me. "Sit down!" Rosalie said with more authority, I obeyed and was sitting the chair in a flash.
Whit a heavy sigh Rosalie picked up a comb and a brush then looked back at my head of tangled curls. My hair was fine when I entered the shower but I had spent most of that time ripping bits of dirt and flesh out of my scalp. My hair now stood as a tangled mass of undefined hair. She ran her fingers through my hair, but pulled them out fast in, again, disgust.
"What did you wash this with?" She sounded annoyed, like an older sister, witch I guess she is now.
"Um… Bar of soap?" I asked. Was I not supposed to do that? She made an annoyed sound in the back of her throat. I tensed mistaking it as a growl. I made a move to stand up but she pushed me down in the chair with enough force to almost break it. "Stay." She ordered as the left the room, closing the door behind her.
I briefly thought about trying to escape, to run into the other room and breaking through the window, then running till I couldn't run anymore. Where would I go if I went through with it? I couldn't do back to Riley, he'd kill me! I couldn't try to find my father and family, or I'd kill them! I thought about a few more places I could run to, but everywhere I went I knew death would follow.
To tell the truth, I was tired of killing people. I hated the screams and I would wonder if Brooke had time to scream or if Riley had killed her before he feed from her. I hated having to find places to hind the bodies where no one would find them. Worst of all I hated pulling out of the bloodlust with an empty shell in my arms and I would speculate if they had a family they wouldn't go home to or loved ones, who would miss their smiles. I hated myself. I no longer hated Riley for what he turned me into, but myself, for not thinking there was another way to live then being some pawn in an army of decoys. I was such an idiot, why didn't I see any of this coming! What would mother think of me?
The door opened.
My eyes flickered to Rosalie's reflection in the mirror. She looked annoyed and frustrated till her eyes laid on me, then her expression softened to a maternal worry.
"Hey, are you okay?" She asked softly.
I looked at my own reflection curious to what she was making her sad. I looked like I was about to cry, but I'd tried crying once in the beginning; it was impossible. But here I sat, my eyes were a puffy and scrunched up, I was frowning, and my eyebrows where knitted together. All that was missing were the tears, that would never be shed again.
"I'm fine." my voice cracked on my little lie. Rosalie made a heartbreaking sound and she was holding me in an instant. I didn't flinch.
"It's okay," She cooed. "No one's going to hurt you." She said. "You're safe here, no one's going to make you do any more horrible things." She muttered softly as she stroked my tangled hair.
I felt so fragile, so breakable, so weak, and I wonder briefly if Jasper was messing with my emotions. I guess things were just caching up to me. All the emotions I locked up on that first night with Missy just exploded. Rosalie held me as I shook softly in her arms, still stroking my hair and whispering sweet things like "it's going to be okay" and "you're safe now". We stayed like that till I calmed down. Rosalie held me at an arm's length and searched my face for a few minutes.
"You have such pretty eyes." She murmured and gave me a smile. I gave her a half smile.
"Thank you, Rosalie." I muttered.
"Call me Rose." She said with a smile. "Now let's fix your hair." She said as she stood up and patted me on the shoulder.
After my hair was washed, combed, and Rose was playing with a few of my loose curls, there was a knock at the door. Alice walked in, not bothering to wait for a reply, with a smug smile on her face.
It was a creepy smile, one of those really big psycho killer smiles, and she wore it well.
"Jasper and Emmett are waiting for you outside." Alice declared. Shit, what did I do? Alice saw the alarm on my face. "They're taking you out to hunt. Calm down." She giggled. I shuddered
I was not looking forward to eating Bambi or his mother.
Rose noticed my look of disgust.
"You'll have fun." She said as a very annoyed looking Jasper entered the room.
I was on my feet in a flash. Just something about the few hundred teeth marks covering Jasper's skin made me want to run from him. Jasper tensed at my sudden movement and was crouched in front of Alice, teeth bared.
I would like to say to say that I crouched down and bared my teeth right back at him but that would be a lie. The moment Jasper was down and coiled to spring, I was behind Rose cowering like the little sixteen-year-old I was. I couldn't help but notice that Jasper made no move to come and "protect" Rosalie from the big bad newborn. He just snarled at me.
"Jazz, stop it!" Alice yelled over his snarls. "I already told you she wouldn't hurt anyone." The pixie complained.
"Jasper, you can't really blame her, you don't exactly have the friendliest face." Rosalie said.
Jasper clearly didn't like be ganged up on. He stood up and yanked me out from behind Rosalie into a hold I couldn't escape from. That wasn't fair, I wasn't ready! I bared my teeth and snarled; Jasper held me tighter, choking me. I couldn't talk, which was a good this since if I could my words to Jasper would be very colorful.
"Don't hurt her, Jasper." Alice said. "Please."
"I won't do anything to her." Jasper said. "Not unless she misbehaves." I gulped.
Jasper walked us down stairs where Emmett was waiting by the door with an excited grin on his face. When Jasper and I reached the door Emmett opened it and we followed him out into the forest. Once we were at least an hour's run away from the house and any civilization, Jasper released me. My hand was at my neck in an instant, rubbing where Jasper had gripped it too tight.
"So what are we hunting?" Emmett asked Jasper, who looked me up and down.
"Deer." Jasper muttered. Great, weare hunting Bambi! "Now close your eyes." He commanded turning to me.
I shook my head. Who knows what he could do to me while my eyes were closed. Jasper took a step closer and I took one back.
"This would be a lot less painful if you just do what I say." He took a step closer and I backed into a tree. "Now close your eyes before I close them for you." He waved a lit lighter -must have been in his pocket- way too close to my face as a threat to burn my eyes out. I closed my eyes and the warmth of the flam disappeared. "Now take a deep breath and relax." I did. "What do you hear?" He asked.
I heard a lot. I could hear Emmett and Jasper's soft breathing and the leaves laughing in the wind. The sound of little rodents echoed off the trees. There was a wolf cry in the distance, over by the reservation Riley said to stay away from. I could also hear the sound of something big drinking by a stream. Bingo.
"There's something by the stream." I said, "That way." I pointed north east. Jasper gave me a small smile and a nod.
"Can you smell it?" Emmett asked.
I inhaled breathing for the first time since I entered to house. I pushed aside the smell of pine and moss, aware for the first time that moss even had a smell, in search for the familiar sent of blood. When the wind shifted I smelled something that wasn't as sweet as human blood and held a hint of something musky.
"It doesn't smell right." I grimaced.
"You better get used to it." Jasper muttered. "Well what are you waiting for?" Jasper said after a moment of silence. "Go get it."
"I can't killit!" I was shocked because some part of me was REALLY hoping this was all some stupid joke and that they really didn't drink from animals.
"It's just a deer!" Jasper yelled, confused.
"It's BAMBI!" I yelled back. Emmett chuckled, rather amused at our argument. Jasper gritted his teeth and there was a dangerous glint in his eye.
"Just go. Get. The damn. Deer." He growled slowly and pointed in the direction I said the deer was.
I stared at him for a few second, just making sure he was serious… Yep, he was serious. I took a few steps in the direction he was still pointing in, then looked back at him. He used the hand he was pointing with to wave me on. I ran.
It was a little hard to doge all the trees while sliding on the wet slimy forest floor, but I managed to do it. And sooner than I would have hoped I was hiding in the bush closest to the deer. It was by itself, but I could hear that his herd wasn't far away.
I watched as the deer lapped up water from the stream. Water wasn't at all appealing, even when my throat was burning like crazy. I could see all its mussels flex as it moved to drink from a different spot. My eyes were drawn to the thick vain bulging in its neck. The vain pulsed and that was all I needed. I lunged.
The deer's neck snapped on impact and if that didn't kill it, my teeth latching onto it, did. The Blood was thicker than human blood and was far from sweet. More like black coffee than the sweet syrup I've grown accustomed to. It also came a lot quicker, the blood just gushed into your mouth. The only part I could really complain about when I pulled away was that it didn't completely sooth the burn in my throat. Maybe I was still just thirsty.
I looked around and when my eyes landed in another deer I was gone again. I drank the blood quickly but it still didn't quench my thirst. I pulled away with a growl and attacked the closest deer but the burn still lingered. I snarled in frustration. I know I was thirstier then most other newborns, but this was ridicules!
"The burn won't go away." Jasper said from in a tree. "Animal blood just makes it manageable to be around humans without constantly wanting to kill them." He went on. Well they could have mentioned that!
I plopped down on a green rock. The front of me was covered in blood; I would have to take another shower when I got back to the house. I whipped the blood that stained my mouth and just sat there.
"So this is it?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" Emmett asked.
"Living forever; with a burn that never goes away? Constantly having to stop yourself form killing someone?"
"It gets easier." Jasper said jumping down from the tree and landing lightly on his feet. I snorted.
"Yea, it sure got a lot easier for you." I snapped. "Last September you just had SOmuch control." I said sarcastically, referring to Bella's birthday party where Jasper tried to kill her; best birthday present ever. Jasper snarled and tried to lunge at me. Emmett held him away from me; I just sat there.
"Who told you that?" He snarled.
"You know it's funny, I pretty sure that almost everything you've said to me has been either snarled or growled." His snarls grew louder. I looked at him for a minute. "It flashed by when I first meet you" Jasper shrugged Emmett off and scowled at me.
"Come on Jazz we have to get back. Carlisle's waiting for us." Emmett complained.
Jasper turned on his heels and started running back to the house, Emmett gestured for me to follow him.
When we finally reached the house the sun had completely disappeared under the horizon. Edward was home, I could hear him yelling about me to Carlisle.
"She shouldn't be here Carlisle. She was in her room. She could have killed Charlie or been waiting for Bella!" I heard Carlisle sigh.
"She's so young Edward. Her life was just taken from her and by her brother no less!" Carlisle was trying to reason with him. "It's our fault she was turned. The least we can do is teach her."
"She's not some lost puppy Carlisle! Gwen's a newborn, very unstable and dangerous to all of us. What if the Volturi find us with her?"
"Gwen is no child, Edward. She has to be at least sixteen! And we'll have everything cleaned up before the Vulturi find out anything." Carlisle reassured him. There was a pause. "Gwen you don't have to stand out there. Come in."
I looked around confused. I hadn't even realized I walked up stairs and was standing outside Carlisle's office. Edward opened the door and glowered down at me. I shrank back a bit and looked at me feet. Um… I'm sorry. I thought. He snorted and walked down the hall. I heard I few doors slam then the sound of Edward running; to Bella no doubt.
"Come in Gwen, we need to talk."
I took a deep breath and walked in.
Sorry it took so long to update! I like I said the people that were helping me can't do the story anymore so I was on my own! I still need ideas so I can update quicker! Love u guys! R & R please.