M I S T A K E N
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, or any of the characters.
Now – Ari shall meet Bella! Whoopee. I'll try my absolute best to keep people in character. Enjoy the read.
16) meeting the cause )
Her face immediately became pale. Reading my obvious thoughts, Edward stepped in front of her. I was wild. Letting out a snarl, I leapt forward, weeping bitter tears. Embry caught my arm and pulled me tight against his chest, preventing me from getting any closer.
"I'll kill all of you!" I shouted. "I'll make all of you wish you died the first time!"
"Who is that?" I heard Bella whisper. Edward explained in a hushed voice as she peeked at me. He tried to usher her out of the room, but she refused to move.
"Ari, you need to calm down," Embry told me. "They didn't kill your family."
I felt myself shaking, and I couldn't calm down. Sam sighed.
"If the Volturi come any closer, Bella's in danger, too. You were waiting until after the wedding until you changed her, right?"
"Yes. Maybe it'd be better if we talked in my office," Carlisle suggested to Sam. Embry stood as well, his eyes regarding the vampires in the room and my shaking figure. If push came to shove and I actually did attack, and they had to defend themselves against me, I was dead.
I didn't want him to stay with me, to keep me in control. I was finally losing it. After years and years of suppressing feelings just so I'd stay the emotionless person I had grown to be known as – I could express myself. Sure, my family had to be killed before I finally snapped, but…
Go, I pleaded silently, turning my eyes upon him. He glared at the vampires one last time before following Sam. I sobbed into my hands, aware of Edward telling Bella all of my thoughts. She started towards me, but Edward held her back.
"She's dangerous."
"She's upset – her family's gone," Bella tried to reason. "Just let me talk to her alone. I have to know…"
"I'm not leaving," He said firmly, his topaz eyes narrowed as he regarded me. I stared back.
Rosalie and Emmett left the room. Bella sat down beside me. Edward gently moved her away, sitting between us. His smell made me gag. It was like downing a thick milkshake made of nothing but ice cream and a pound of sugar. So sweet it was sickening.
"I'm sorry about your family."
I closed my eyes. Shut up, you don't care about them.
Edward clenched his fists, looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I screwed up my face, taunting him. She doesn't care about my family. Why don't you tell her I want her to shut up? The only reason I'm here is because Sam thinks you can help us. I want you dead. I want all of your kind dead.
"Jacob…how is he?"
"He's fine."
I was fine with Edward speaking my thoughts, as I wasn't capable of doing so myself. He was paraphrasing, and I was sure Bella could feel my glare over his shoulder. I focused on my breathing.
"So he…imprinted…on you. I'm glad he has someone."
I could hear the sadness in her voice. She had indeed loved Jacob, but not enough. She still cared for him, probably. She would just want him to be happy, now that she was happy with her vampire.
Ha! Someone? Someone? I'm not anyone. You hurt him – and he want's you to be happy? I couldn't do that. I don't possess enough heart to be like him.
"They're just friends," Edward grunted.
Bella was silent. I wished now that I could see her face.
"Has he forgiven me?" She finally asked, her voice soft. I shook my head, tapping my fingers against my thigh. I just wanted this nightmare to be over. I wanted to wake up and find summer over, that I had just been having the worst dream imaginable.
"No, he hasn't," Edward hissed, obviously angry at my response. I smiled slightly, figuring it out. He knew she loved Jacob. He knew she felt bad about crushing him, and she would always care for him. He knew what Jacob could have had with Bella, and he knew that Bella felt guilty. He had wanted me to lie and say yes. Well – I wasn't going to sugar coat anything. My family was dead. How do you sugar coat that? How do you make that any less painful? I was hurting, and I would make everyone else share my pain.
"Why won't you talk to me yourself?"
I'm sorry my misery isn't a good enough excuse. My brother was dying in my arms yesterday, because-
"Her throat hurts."
"No it doesn't, you lying bastard," I growled. "I'm not talking to you because I don't want to. I can't talk to you. Don't you understand that you caused all this? Because the pack fought to keep you alive when the newborns came! They could have taken care of the newborns by themselves, they didn't need to get involved. They didn't have to… I'm an orphan. My father, my mother, and my brother are all dead. My brother was dying in my arms. You're as bad as a murderer! What was the point, anyway? He's just going to bite you and kill you, right? What does it matter?" I snorted and stood up. Bella's guilty eyes followed me, but I ignored her hurt face and Edward's look of outrage. I left the house, aware of the melodic voice of the shorter vampire from earlier as she tried to comfort Jasper. They stared after me as I stalked down the driveway. I wouldn't wait for Sam or Embry. How could I have let them bring me here?
The front door opened, but I didn't turn around. I felt my clothes start to tighten, the growl in my throat intensified.
"I'm sorry!" Bella called after me. "I'm sorry about everything. Thank you! I know you'll take care of him for me. Tell him I'm sorry, too."
I cast her a smile over my shoulder before my clothes ripped and I took off, trying to outrun the pain in my heart. I could have killed her then – but I wouldn't. Jacob would never forgive me. At least I had met the cause for my current hell. If it hadn't been for her, I wouldn't be here.
((weeps)) I tried, I really did. Hmm…well, the next chapter is Jacob's POV. I guess I'll try and get it up later tonight, but for now – project. ((groans)) Thanks to all the reviewers! Please keep it up! Maybe I can get fifty-five reviews by chapter eighteen!