Disclaimer: Seth: Hey, Wolfie
Wolfie: -Smiles Dreamily- Heyy Seth
Seth: So, You own Twilight yet?
Wolfie: NO, everyone keeps taking it from me, saying SM owns it –sad face, crying-
Seth: Awww, don't cry, please don't cry –Pulls Wolfie in for hug-
Wolfie: -sniff, smile, sniff- Thanks Sethy
Nessie: Wolfie blacked out from hugging Seth, she does not, nor will ever, own Twilight
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Remember:
Thoughts listed between the Swung Dash (~) are wolves from Jacob's pack.
Thoughts listed between the Star-thingy (*) are wolves from Sam's pack.
Thoughts listed between both of them (*~...~*) are Jacob and Sam's thoughts together.
Then Thoughts in Italics are from Sophy's pack.
Now On With The Story...!
Chapter Five
*-I Need To Know, When Will I Go?-*
(Part Two)
*-…Now I've been through this before, at the end there's just one door and there's just one key…-*
"Ugh!" I exclaimed, limping through the forest with Lacy and Aleera behind me, walking – and me limping – to our spot.
"I know, I feel the same way," Lacy said, and Aleera nodded.
It's been almost two weeks since the run-in with those giant, stupid wolves and almost two weeks since I got clawed by one. The story we told my dad was that I fell and cut my leg open on a garden spade, I had to get stitches and I have a badly sprained ankle, a cracked tibia and two broken phalanges.
"What makes it worse is that we can do absolutely nothing about it, because we might get chased by those wolves again," I said, trying to calm myself down, I can already feel my hands burning.
Oh, might I also add that it has been a week and a half since there were reported that three teenagers went missing and were found in the woods, dead.
I over heard Charlie tell my dad, he thinks it's the same animal that killed those hikers a few years ago. He said the autopsy report said the bodies were bruised, ripped up and almost drained of all the blood in their system.
This all screams one word, one thing. And we can do absolutely nothing about it, I can barely walk on my leg in wolf form and we don't want a repeat of what happened with those other wolves again. We haven't even shifted for almost two weeks.
Just thinking about it makes me so mad, "Soph, are you alright? Your eyes are flickering red and then back again," Aleera asked/said, sitting down on a tree log.
"I- It just makes me so pissed off, to know that we can do nothing to stop the freaking thing killing these innocent people!" I shouted, feeling my eyes change color and my hands catch flame. I formed a ball and threw the black, red and orange orb of fire at the nearest tree. The impact sent a chill of warmth down my spine, dimming my anger just the slightest bit, the fire spread up the tree, and Lacy let her eyes melt into a Caribbean/shocking blue as she sprayed the burning tree with water from the nearby river.
*-…Reflections, Are changing. These Faces Never Stay The Same. …-*
I sighed and limped over to the rocks near the river, staring at the image reflected in the water. The girl I see looks almost like me, but with red eyes and her black and red hair curling and dancing almost like fire it self. I frowned and closed my eyes, the heat in my hands disappearing, leaving them cool and at a normal temperature. I opened my eyes again and looked at the image reflecting in the water now; I saw a girl with bright blue eyes and black and red hair with soft curls.
I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Lacy looking down at me with her brown/green eyes.
"It's gonna be okay, we'll find a way to kill the thing and protect the Rez, N'kay?" I nodded and gave a small smile, thinking of how happy she's been the past couple of days and pushing out all the negative thoughts.
Things with her and Embry were really looking good. She would smile and blush when someone mentions his name or when we talk about how cute a couple they would make. And when he's over at my house, or when he's at Lacy's house, and someone mentions her; he would have this goofy grin on his face, with a small blush tinted on his cheeks, and a bunch of emotions in his eyes.
The people from the cult are starting to hang-out with us more and speak to us more, though the other girls speak more to them than I do. I usually just smile and give short one worded answers or opinions.
I know it might be rude and harsh, but can you blame me? Imagine having your brother, whom you love so much and told everything to, just ripped away from you and him barely speaking or looking at you? And then to make it even worse, loosing your best friend several weeks later to the same people?
*-…In Your Eyes, In Your Heart; Tell Me What You See…-*
Seth.
I don't know what's happening between us, cause every time someone speaks about him or when I think of him or when he's over at my house, I get these frickken' weird feelings that I actually like. And he acts so protective over me, like after I came back from the hospital, with my leg bandaged and braced up, he totally started freaking out. Fussing over the slightest thing, checking to see if I was alright and not hurt anywhere else.
The girls say he likes me, but I doubt that. He also broke up with Brittany and I don't want to be the rebound girl.
But these feeling I get when I think of him are driving me crazy, I feel like I should just forgive him and run into his arms and let him spin me around like he did when we were still friends, and then I want him to kiss me and say he loves me and will never let me go, never leave me again and stay with me until forever ends.
I guess you could say I'm falling for him again, but I'm afraid that if I forgive him and start showing him my feelings, that he'll leave again and I would be hurt and broken again. I think I could say I love him.
I love him more than he'll ever know; I always have and always will. He makes me smile and laugh, but I know he'll never like me back. I mean, I don't know how he sees me. I don't know if he sees me through his eyes or through his heart. What if I forgive him and confess my feelings to him and he only thinks of me like a friend or a sister or the girl that yelled and cried in front of him when he changed and said that I was a waste of his time. How do you tell someone your feelings when they said something like that?
Every time I hear his name and he's not near me, I get this dull ache in the pit of my stomach and it feels like someone ripped my heart out. Just the thought of him being hurt or sad makes me sad and the pain in my heart intensifies. I just wish I would go up to him and say, 'Seth, I forgive you, and- and I, I love you.' But when I see him or hear him, I just, it's I feel, ugh, it's so difficult to explain. It's like, when I see him a lump rises in my throat and all the times we spent together, still best friends, come crashing through my head and then I see and remember the day at the beach, the words he said, not looking me in the eyes. It just hurts me more than anything I've ever experienced.
*-…Little mirror on the wall, whose the fairest of them all? Will all these faces help me find my way back home…?-*
"Soph, are you alright?" It wasn't till Lacy spoke those soft words, that I realized I was clenching and un-clenching my fists, a habit I picked up to help deal with a large amount of different emotions at the same time.
I inhaled a deep shaky breath and exhaled, "Uh, yeah, I'm fine, just thinking about things," I smiled, looking at her.
She nodded, "Hey, have one of you seen Fallon the past two days?"
I looked at Aleera and then at Lacy I shook my head, "No, I haven't," Aleera said, sitting next to me on the rock.
"Well, Joey called me this morning, saying he was worried cauze he hasn't seen her since Tuesday," Lacy stated, now that I think about it, Fallon usually let's us know if she's sick or if something's wrong.
I stood up, "I think we should go check up on her," Aleera and Lacy stood up, following behind me. As we walked towards the dirt road, we stayed close and our senses alert.
After a few minutes, we reached the loose gravel road. Lacy's black and midnight blue old Chevy truck stood on the curb, with my black and dark red on-and-off road dirt bike Jacob built up for my birthday – before I was old enough and before he changed – next to it.
"I love the Rez, no one steals a person's vehicle or bike," Aleera said with a smile, walking to the driver's side of Lacy's truck. She held out her hand and Lacy fished the keys out of her back pocket, and handed them to her.
Aleera got in the truck and started it up, waiting for us to get on my bike. Sadly, neither of the girls wants me riding my bike, although I am fully capable to ride it. They say I could hurt my leg even more, but I asked the doctor on Saturday, when I went for a check-up on my stitches, if I would be able to ride my bike and he said I could, but should take I easy.
"Hand them over, little Miss limp," Lacy said with a grin, her hand outstretched. I sighed and stuck my hand into my hoodie's pocket and retrieved the keys. She went to take them, but I pulled back my arm, "If you hurt my Baby, you'll be sorry," I threatened. Lacy took the keys from my hand, rolled her eyes and climbed on my bike, waiting for me to get on behind her.
I frowned and carefully got on behind her. The only way I'm letting them ride my bike, is if I'm riding with them. I trust no one with my 'Baby'.
Lacy started my bike and told me to hold on. I buried my head in her back as we zoomed to Fallon's house. The wind rushing past us, I'm glad I decided to put my hair in a braid this morning.
After a few minutes my bike came to a stop outside Fallon's house. I untwined my hands from Lacy's waist and carefully got off my bike. Lacy hopped off after me and Aleera cut the engine to Lacy's truck, climbing out and locking the truck. Lacy started towards Fallon's front door, but I pulled her back.
"My keys," I stated, my hand outstretched. Lacy smiled and placed my keys in my palm, "Thank you,"
I placed my keys and my hands in my hoodie's pocket, walk/limping to the front door. Aleera knocked on the door and called Fallon's name. Almost a minute later Fallon opened the door, wearing a pair of sweatpants, a bottle green hoodie with her hair covering the right side of her face and her hood pulled over her head.
"Hey girls, what can I do for ya?" She asked her voice soft and her eyes trained on the floor.
"Fall, can we come in?" Lacy asked her voice a bit worried; Fallon always invites us in.
"Oh, sorry, sure come on in," She opened the door wider, stepping aside allowing us to enter. She closed the door behind us and lead us to the lounge; still not looking up at us.
Now I was getting concerned, this isn't like Fallon to act like this. "Fall, what's wrong?" Aleera voiced my thoughts.
Fallon laughed once without humor, "Nothing, I just don't feel so good."
"Ya know Fall, I know when you're lying to me. So tell me the truth," I stated, trying to catch a glimpse of her face.
I held back a gasp when she met our gazes, Lacy and Aleera's more audible than mine. The outlines of four fingers printed on her right cheek, almost a deep shade of purple, slightly swollen. Who ever did this had put a lot of force behind the smack, because normally it would heal within a day.
I deep growl rumbled from my chest, no one does something like this to one of my sisters. "Who did this to you?" I growled, barely keeping control.
"It was an accident, he didn't mean it Sophy," Fallon said, her eyes pleading, tears brimming the edges of her eye lids.
"Who? Did Joey do this?" Lacy questioned in astonishment with a hint of anger.
Fallon shook her head furiously, "No, Joey would never do something like this. It wasn't him, I swear,"
"Then who did this to you? Fallon tell us please, we're your sisters, you can trust us," Aleera said in a soothing voice.
"He didn't mean it, it was an accident. I said something I shouldn't have said," She repeated looking down at the ground again. I walked towards her, lifting her head by her chin and carefully touched her cheek, she winched slightly.
With my fingers still on her cheek, I became dizzy and my cheek started to sting.
"Hey Paul," Fallon said, walking into the kitchen passing her older brother.
He grumbled a reply and continued to watch Television. Paul had an angry and longing look written on his features.
"What's wrong?" Fallon asked, walking over and sitting on the arm of the chair.
"Nothing, so leave me alone," He said in a low growl. Fallon gave him a curious glance.
"You sure? Cauze you don't look or sound like nothings wrong," She stated, slightly worried about her older brother.
"I said nothing Fallon, jeeze; don't you know the meaning of the word?" He yelled, getting up from the couch, surprising her.
"Well sorry, I didn't know it was a crime to care about my older brother!?" She exclaimed at him, he turned to her, shaking abnormally.
"Don't speak to me in that tone of voice, okay?" He commanded, towering over her, a heated glare on his younger sister.
"Yes, dad," Fallon spat, and the next moment she's sitting on the floor, clutching her check and tears streaming down her face. Paul no where to be found.
That son of a mother, flying fish hit my best friend? And he didn't even apologize? Or felt sorry?
I took my hand from her cheek, my blood boiling.
"Soph, what'd you see? Who did it?" Aleera questioned me.
"He hit you, because you asked him what was wrong." I growled, taking deep breaths. That ass-wipe is going to pay for what he did; I'll make sure of it.
"Sophy, he didn't mean it," Fallon pleaded.
"Can you guys fill us in on what happened?" Lacy interjected, I looked at her and Aleera.
"Paul, got angry at her just because she was caring about him," I spat, glaring at nothing.
"Paul did this?!" They exclaimed.
"And you still stick up for him after everything he put you through?" I asked, with no emotion in my voice.
"He's my brother, I have to," She sniffled.
"A brother doesn't hit his sister just because she was worried about him, Fallon." Lacy said her voice ice cold.
"He's going to pay," I said through clenched teeth. I walk/limped out the house, pulling my keys out my pockets. Fallon, Aleera and Lacy came out the house, and watched as I started my bike, Fallon looking helpless.
"If you guys want a piece of the moron, he and the rest of the cult are at my house," I floored it out the driveway, taking the quickest way home. I heard Lacy's truck behind me and took turn off onto a dirt road through the forest.
I reached my home in eight minutes flat, breaking through the forest line and sliding on the wet grass. Every one's –excluding my dad who went to visit Charlie and Aunt Sue- attention snapped to me as I skidded to a halt in front of our/Jacob's shed. As I turn the engine off, Lacy's truck pulls up in the driveway, the boys stopping their game of football. I caught a glimpse of Seth's face and he looked worried and mortified.
I hopped off my bike, wincing when I moved my leg to fast, and trudged over to the dumb-ass.
Fallon got out of the truck, her face covered with her hair and hood, followed by Lacy and Aleera.
"Sophy, don't do this," Fallon exclaimed, trying to get to me.
"Lacy, Aleera, keep her back," I ordered and they nodded; knowing that what Paul did is not going unnoticed this time.
"What's going on?" Jacob asked confusion on his and the others' faces.
I walked up to Paul, my anger at its peak, "How dare you do that to her, you pathetic excuse of a human being," I seethed at him.
"What are you talking about?" He questioned a bored expression on his face.
I pushed him backwards, using a bit of my added strength. "You know what I'm talking about"
He began shaking and everyone took a step back, "Sophy, step away from Paul," Sam ordered. He thinks he can order me? Has he been smoking pips or something?
I glared at him, "Don't you tell me what to do, he's going to apologize and pay for what he did to Fallon,"
I felt someone come up behind me and try pulling me backwards, but I pushed the person away hearing a thud as he/she fell to the ground. Everyone, except Fallon, Lacy and Aleera, looked at me with wide eyes.
"How did she do that?" Someone asked, I think it was Embry.
I turned back to Paul, to see him shaking less, "I said apologize to Fallon,"
He glared at me, "I'm not going to apologize, cauze I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes, you do Paul," Fallon said, pulling out off Aleera and Lacy's grasp.
"I guess you didn't think what you did would cauze someone to act this way, did you?" She questioned him, stopping in the centre of everyone. She pulled her hood off her head and moved her hair out of her face, exposing the bruise on her cheek. Gasps echoed through the silence and Paul looked less shocked than anyone here.
"You did this, two days ago, remember? When you got angry when I asked if you were okay?"
He shrugged, "I'm sorry okay? It isn't even that bad"
Its times like this that I wish he would just have apologized without the last part. I'm already ticked off at those wolves, at the vampire and my indecisive feelings, now he just lit the bomb.
I turned and looked at him, turned slightly and punched him as hard as I could, using my added strength. His body quivered, shook like an earthquake. I felt someone pick me up and sprint away from him faster than I thought a human could run. Paul's body convulsed and it looked like his bones were shifting and stretching. In a blink of the eye, Paul was replaced by a huge, giant grey wolf. The wolf snarled and bared its teeth, the images of the other wolves flooding my mind. My throat burned and then I realized I was screaming, Fallon and the other girls echoing my scream.
I tried backing away from the person holding me, but my emotions were running haywire, images of my dreams popping in and out of my vision.
The sound of something tearing echoed in my earlobes, and three wolves jumped in between the grey/Paul wolf and me and the other girls. The russet brown wolf, towering over all the others, snarled at him and he collapsed, glaring at the black wolf. The wolf ran into the forest, and the other wolves followed him. The russet brown wolf turned and looked at me, misery and sadness in those familiar brown eyes. I flinched when it looked at me, and a look of pain flashed across its eyes, before it ran after the other four.
I heard voices, but I couldn't make out what was being said or whose voice belonged to whom. I felt someone pick me up and carry me inside –I think- and lay me down on something soft. The person whispered soft, soothing words in my ear and I felt myself drift unconsciousness. Letting go of everything and just float away from reality.
The last words I could make out where a mumbled 'I'm sorry Niesie' then I totally, completely shut off.
*-…Little mirror on the wall, can you hear this desperate call? I need to know; when will I go…?-*
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Tip: The name 'Niesie' is pronounced "Nie-see' if this makes you confused, pronounce how you think or wanna pronounce it. It's the nickname my cuz/sis gave me :D
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