- Broken -
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, that belongs to Stephenie Meyer….but I own my OC's.
Last time- The werewolves were celebrating during a barn fire when the Cullen's made a dramatic return. Nafina watched as the love of her Father's life, Bella, made her way back into his life.
Now, on with the chapter….
"Let's go home, Jacob…." I whispered to my Father. Jacob looked up to me. It was odd…normally; Jacob was always looking after me….now I was looking after him. "Too much has happened….you need to go rest…"
"I agree…" Sam said, walking over to him and I. "You should go home, Jacob." No one would say it….but I think everyone was going home. The blood-suckers had sucked the mood out of everyone.
Jacob nodded, hiding his face in his hair. I felt horrible…I had been so preoccupied with keeping Bella away from Jacob, that I forgot how much pain Jacob was in…He had never gotten over her.
I helped the group put out the fire…at some point, Kyle broke from the group, he ran to the forest, we all looked up in confusion.
"Kyle man…" Morgan shouted, when there was no response, Morgan ran out to his brother. "Woah! He puked everywhere!" I froze…I think maybe everyone else did too. That was one of the first signs of turning into a werewolf…the vomiting.
"Morgan! Is Kyle okay?" Sam said, Morgan picked Kyle up and ran him back to us. Kyle was curled in his brother's arms. Morgan laid Kyle on the ground. Kyle was breathing in and out quickly, I could smell the puke off his breath, he was sweating a lot, beads trickling down his face…he was moaning in pain. "The Cullen's must have triggered his change."
"Mom, what's wrong with Kyle?" Logan Clearwater asked. Rebekka held her three children close; I would have been scared too…she knew one day this would happen to Logan, Harry, and Nathan. Seth watched with sadness. He had only been fourteen when his transformation took place, now Kyle had to go through that same thing.
"Let's get him home…." Paul said with worry in his voice. Paul, Morgan, Kyle and Jared lived with Quil and Claire not far from the beach. They decided to move out when the house Emily and Sam owned seemed too crowded. That happened sometime after Kyle was born and after Jacob, Will, and I moved out.
"Anyway we can help?" I offered, Jacob was still shell shocked, but I could sense his worry for Kyle as much as anyone there.
Sam shook his head. "Get Jacob home…there's nothing you guys can do for him." Sam commanded Jared picked Kyle up, the group followed as they decided to get Kyle home and prepare him for the hardest days of his life.
Even when he was completely shocked, Jacob still wouldn't let me drive the motorcycle...it frustrated me, but I didn't want to argue with him, I just wanted to get him home and help him forget about her…
How could she have done this? How could they do this? Expect us to be all okay about them coming back…after what they did? What she did? Hell, even I was at Charlie funeral….Bella wasn't….
I got him into the living room, and quickly fumbled around, looking for it…
"What are you doing?" Jacob asked quietly.
"You need to see it." I said opening drawers. "You need to see the only other person you ever loved besides her…" I said 'her' with a hinge of disgust. I didn't know Bella…I've never spoken to her other then when she tried to touch Jacob. But the effect she had on Jacob, he hadn't been this depressed in years. It sucked that Bella still haunted him, that he would never get over her. It did things to him.
I found it and showed it to Jacob. Jacob casted his eyes upon it and smiled. It was a family photo. The only family photo we had. I was a baby then, Will was three, Jacob still looked twenty-five, My Mom was young and beautiful. Her name was Paula Garcia. It turned out that she was the half-sister of Sam Uley, and daughter of Joshua Uley…it didn't surprise anyone, Joshua was never much of a Father, as it was, it was possible that he was Embry's father too…anyway, she had come to La Push after she had changed into a werewolf to find out more about her heritage and to meet her half-brother…she had fallen in love with Jacob Black and had Will and I. I saw the woman who was my Mother….Her completion was sharp and fierce, her blonde hair drifting and blending with her beautiful Mexican/Native American skin. Her eyes were the same as mine…dark brown.
"Paula…" He whispered softly. "No one even liked her at first….she seemed to be a city girl, you know...good looking blonde, wearing the finest things, she even used words that…well, no one could understand…" I sighed, the shock seemed to ware from Jacob. When he was angry…My mom knew how to make things better, or so I heard anyway. Even now, she had a calming effect on him.
Jacob fell asleep on the couch, Ambell laid out on the floor; I sat in the chair, thinking today over and over again in my head. I heard the phone ring; I quickly got up and answered the phone, thinking it was word on Kyle.
"Sam?" I asked.
"No, it's me…." I felt a warm presence in my heart at the sound of the voice. "Hey, long time, no talk, huh sis?"
"Will! Oh my god, what are you doing? Don't you have class or something tomorrow?" I asked. Will had gone out of state to college…far out of state to be exact. He followed Tiffany there, a self-centered witch that my brother had the misfortune of being imprinted to…I know he couldn't help who he loved…but still…Tiffany had stolen him away.
"Yeah, but I just wanted to call you up since I haven't time lately…How's Dad doing?" I wasn't sure if I should tell him about the whole Bella fiasco or not…He was still part of the family, but things were shaky since he left, especially with what he planned to do.
We don't stay ageless forever...At least not without choice….Eventually we'll get the choice to either abandon the wolf in ourselves, or stay a werewolf…Will was planning to stop being a werewolf so he could be with Tiffany, but that choice hadn't come up yet.
I didn't want to tell him…If he wants to know, he should be here. "He's doing great….he's sleeping on the couch…the big lug…How is things with you and Tiff?"
"They're good…We're hoping that we can visit during the summer…I'd really like to." Will said, well, at least he wanted to maintain some connection to the family. The truth was….I did really want to see Will…this is my brother, the guy who always stood by me. He was the one who always beat up the bullies that picked on me…he helped me through my transformation….he was there…But, like I said, things were hard. And some things changed, and….I just couldn't let go of that.
"Well, I don't want you all tired for class….um, so…why don't you call us back when Jacob might actually be awake?" I asked.
"Alright, sounds good….love you, sis." Will said.
"Love you, bro." I said before hanging up the phone. When did things get so complicated? One moment, it was summer, and everything was at peace…the next….it was winter, and everything fell apart…now its summer again…and everything is just everywhere. I sat back down on the couch…thinking everything over until I fell asleep.
(A few nights later)
We got the call at 8:00 pm, no sooner no later. I picked up the phone, thinking it was Will calling back.
"Hello?" I asked. I could hear the frantic breathing on the other line.
"It's Morgan…" Morgan stated in a state of panic. I was shocked; Morgan always kept his cool, always.
"Is it Will?" Jacob asked from the other room.
"Shh! Jacob, its Morgan!" I yelled back before turning back to Morgan. "What's wrong?"
"We lost Kyle…."
I didn't remember the final process of the transformation well…Except that I woke up locked in my room with half my things destroyed with my clothes ripped. As it turned out when you actually turn into a wolf you become a bat out of hell. You lose control of everything. Well….apparently, Kyle had entered the final stage, however…during a mix of confusion he had managed to jump out the window and become a loose canon. And that is how they lost Kyle.
Jacob and the other adult werewolves rode their bikes around looking for a sign of the teenaged werewolf. I took the pick-up truck Grandpa Billy had left Jacob and picked up Morgan, A.J., and Celia. Celia rode up front with me well Morgan and A.J. rode in the back with Ambell as we called for Kyle.
"Kyle….Here boy!" Morgan called into the darkness. A.J. pushed him.
"He's your brother, not a dog!...No offense to you, Ambell." A.J. said Ambell looked up at A.J. caught up in the excitement.
"He's a wolf you moron! Kyle!" I called out. Morgan ran his fingers through his hair.
"One of us should change into a wolf, so we can talk to him." Morgan said suddenly.
"Then how are we gonna cage him?" Celia said. She didn't want to cage him, no one did…but Kyle wouldn't listen to reason…which was why it seemed pointless to even try and talk to him.
There was another reason none of us wanted to transform into a wolf. When we transform, we hear the thoughts of our pack mates, we talk to them…sometimes our deepest secrets are revealed, but we deal with it. Right now, Kyle was transforming…and it hurt like hell. We knew… we've all been there. It was an experience that none of us wanted to happen again, which we would feel it if one of us were to transform…But, Morgan had a point, right now we were on a wild goose chase. If we didn't know where to look, how were we going to find him?
"Look, we can still get an idea of where he is…Even if he won't talk to us; at least we have something…" Morgan said, I pulled over to the side of the rode, we had no choice.
"Alright, I guess we have no choice…" I decided. "Who's gonna do it?" We all looked to each other…no one wanted to…We didn't want to endure the pain of the transformation. I sighed. "I'll do it…"
"No Nafina…I'll do it." Morgan said bravely. "He's my brother…I have to…" If there was ever a time when I would respect Morgan, it was now. Morgan hopped out of the back of my truck going into the forest. I assumed he didn't want to be naked in front of Celia and I…moments later we heard whimpers and cries in pain, eventually we heard Morgan call out in his human form.
"Ah!" We all got out of the truck and went to him. Morgan was kneeled in the ground naked. Morgan caught his breath. "He's already in a cage! He was caught in an animal trap by someone's home…they might kill him if they find him!"
Now I was starting to panic. At first, we wanted to find Kyle before he did something he regretted. Now, we had to find him before he died.
"Do you know where he is?" I asked. Morgan nodded.
"I know the surroundings well enough….We can find him...We have to go…" Morgan said standing up. Celia looked away; blushing…I covered my eyes…now I've seen him naked more than once.
"Morgan…I know it's an emergency…but please…put your pants on." I said. Morgan looked down.
"Oh…sorry…" He said, putting his pants back on. We got back in the truck; Celia rode in the back this time well Morgan rode with me up front. Morgan kept telling me directions…Finally we found the house he saw…I smelled the rotten stench.
"Hell!" I said loudly. "This is where the blood-suckers live!"
"I know….I smelled it too…" A.J. said. "Are you sure this is where Kyle is?"
Morgan nodded. "That's the house I saw…" I looked around; I didn't see any animal traps, so he must have been in the back yard.
"Well, we came for him…and we're not leaving without him." I said, opening the truck door. We piled out of the truck, looking at the house strangely. It looked so…wonderful…it had been abandon previous years, but now it stood tall and welcoming. We walked in the shadows, trying to be quiet. We reached the back yard…we saw him.
"Kyle…" Morgan whispered. There was a cage, large enough to contain a wolf, but not a werewolf like Kyle was. We could hear Kyle's whimpers and cries for help. We had to get him out of there.
"We should just take the cage…" I whispered. They all nodded in agreement. It would be easier. He was already caged, he couldn't do anything…it was easy.
We walked over to the cage. Kyle had become a darker brown werewolf, his eyes were dark…he was afraid, I couldn't blame him. Not only had he been changed…he had been caged…on blood-suckers land at that. He had every right to be afraid.
We picked up the cage…it would have been too heavy for a human…but for four werewolves…it was simple. We walked along through the grass; we were almost to the truck when something happened.
"Need help with that?" A tuneful voice asked. I looked to the side. The female vampire with the pixie cut smiled at us. We had been caught.
"Run!" A.J. yelled. Before I could react, they attempted to take off; the cage was pulled out of my hand and scratched down my leg deeply. I could actually feel the corner of the cage in my leg. I dropped the cage on my foot as blood shot out of my cut…I felt a sharp pain in my foot, it caused me to howl in pain as I tried to pull my foot out….But Kyle was too heavy. The vampire was the first to notice this and pushed the cage off my foot. The pain was so much I fell to the ground.
"Nafina!" was the last thing I heard from Celia…My body's attempt of fighting pain. I passed out…
I awoke sometime later, on a couch in what appeared to be the office. The walls had shelves for the many books; the interior was comfortable and provided a good work environment. The pain in my leg was still there, but the cut had to be healing by now….I tried to sit up, but a hand guided me down again, I couldn't see who it was…it was too blurry.
I heard a voice but it was too disoriented for me to understand what it was saying. It was then that I noticed there was more then one figure.
"…okay….Jacob…mad…" One voice said. It was what I could pick up from the conversation. The words in between didn't form but those words did….Okay, Jacob, Mad…Jacob! My Dad….I think I could put it together…okay…the voice was wondering if I was okay….The voice knew Jacob…and they were afraid he was gonna be mad.
"She …deep cut….was bleeding…" Another voice said. The sentences were becoming clearer and clearer, even my vision was improving, but they were still blurs. Then finally, I heard a complete sentence, it was quiet, but I heard it. "I wasn't about to let her bleed to death over a ridiculous vendetta."
"Those aren't cheap cages….those really do the job…" One voice said with a huge chuckle.
"Do you think they told, Jacob?" A tenor voice said, my vision becoming clearer and clearer…there were seven not so blurry figures, and three very blurry figures. One of the very blurry figures spoke.
"Of course they did….I'm surprised they even left her…They don't trust us." A not so blurry figure spoke.
"He's on his way here right now….I see him." A high pitched voice confirmed.
"Is she okay, Carlisle?" A deeper, rugged voice asked…Wait…Carlisle…The blood sucker.
"Get away…" I said quietly and frantically, trying to move away. My sight finally cleared up to confirm my suspicions. All ten vampires were there staring at me. The vampire called Carlisle being the closest.
"Don't move…you're healing quickly, but you don't want to take your stitches out." Carlisle said. The tenor voice laughed, it was the small girl with black hair.
"Why are we even helping her…it's not like she's grateful for it." The girl said. The boy with the ponytail shook his head.
"Don't be like that, Mary." He said, he must have been the deep, rugged voice. I didn't notice how beautiful he was until I was up close…he could have been a Greek god.
"Please…leave me alone…" I murmured. I was in no condition to make them listen. But still, I tried pleading.
"See, Nic...She still thinks we're freaks." The vampire girl, Mary, said. Nic…never heard of a Greek god named Nic. I had to remind myself…he wasn't a god…he was a monster.
"You cut yourself on the animal cage." Carlisle explained he shined a light in my eyes. "Your friends had to take the boy who became a werewolf home…Kyle; I believe the name was…Your Father is coming to pick you up."
"Jacob?" I asked.
Growing up, I was afraid of lighting storms…they scared me half to death. During a storm, Jacob would hold me in his arms, promising me everything would be okay. He was always warm, always comforting. I felt like I was when I was younger…I wanted my Daddy.
"How far away is he, Alice?" I knew that voice. It was Bella.
"Leave him alone…" I said again. Bella came into view, she looked at me sadly.
"I want to talk to him….and this might be the only chance I'll get." Bella said, not to me…to the vampire with the pixie cut. I guess she was Alice.
"He's almost here…but he won't be open for conversation, Bella." Alice explained. "He wants to get Nafina and get out."
"That's a pretty name…Nafina…Italian?" Nic asked. Against the wall, I saw Edward. I felt a singe of hatred for him at that moment. He was the one who stole Bella from my Dad in the first place.
"It's Spanish, her Mother named her." Edward explained. Jacob had told me before that the 'Stupid Blood-sucker' could read minds, so I wasn't surprise. Their talk of my name had brought up how I was named in my mind. My Mom wanted to name me after her Mother and Grandmother. My grandma was named Nina and my grandmother was named Sarafina. So she combined the names and got Nafina.
"Who's her Mother?" Bella asked. I was angry she wanted to know. She walked away from Dad; he was allowed to move on. Then again, they were friends, so maybe she was rightfully curious to whom her friend married.
"Paula Garcia….she was Sam's estranged half-sister…" Edward explained, yet again reading my mind.
"Was?" The voice who had chuckled earlier said. It was the extremely muscular vampire with brown hair. His voice was just as strong as he was.
"She died of an undetected pulmonary embolism…" Edward said. I had wanted to hide that, but I couldn't help but remember, mostly because Jacob had always blamed himself for not seeing the symptoms sooner…by the time they figured out something was wrong…it was too late. I can't imagine what it was like for him…I was just a baby; I didn't understand loss at the time.
"He's here." Alice chimed. An older looking female vampire with light brown hair got up and walked out the door. Edward sighed, Bella shook a little. Alice came closer to the blonde model-looking vampire. It was like they were awaiting disaster.
"Nafina!" Jacob yelled I heard him from down the hall. I lifted my head slightly.
"Jacob…" I said quietly. Jacob came into my room, the female vampire gently smiling as Jacob rushed to my side.
"Nafina…Fina…" He said, using my pet name from a younger age. He hadn't called me Fina in years. "Are you okay?"
I smiled gently. "I'm fine, Dad…You don't need to worry about me…What…about Kyle?" I asked. Jacob moved some hair away from my face.
"He's fine…he made it through the transformation…he's worried about you." Jacob said. He kissed my forehead. "We all were."
"Yeah….Carlisle bandaged your mongrel of a daughter after we caught her trespassing." Mary said. Jacob growled, standing up.
"You were holding a pack member captive…what were they suppose to do? Leave him?" Jacob asked, he laughed a humor less laugh. "You bloodsuckers might have drained him if they had…"
I felt the tension in the room. Hell, you could cut it with a knife. Carlisle sighed.
"You know werewolf blood appalls us…" Carlisle said. "Kyle got caught in our animal cages…Animals rummage near by and…well, sometimes it's easier then hunting…No harm was done…Nafina's stitches are ready to come out and then you can take her home."
"I'm taking her home now! She's not spending another minute with any of you bloodsuckers." Jacob said.
"We've done nothing but help her, Jacob, don't you think you're being a bit much." Edward asked, Jacob glared at Edward. Jacob hated him…I could sense it…Not that he didn't mention it every time Edward's name came up.
"Jacob, please let Carlisle take the stitches out at least…." The older female said; her voice warm and motherly. The blonde-model vampire grimaced, and suddenly, Jacob's expression lifted, he seemed calmer.
Jacob still looked unhappy, but he sighed. "Fine…"
Jacob stayed with me as Carlisle took the stitches out of my leg. In a matter of hours it would be like nothing had ever happened. Bella and Jacob would sneak glances at each other. The vampire named Mary had left the room with the jaw-dropping gorgeous vampire and the muscular vampire. Alice, the blonde-model vampire, Nic, the older female vampire, and Edward were also in the room. I watched all of them; despite how much I despised them…they interested me.
"How can you stand them all?" I asked the Female vampire, it was obvious she was……if you will….the female alfa of the group. "Especially that dark haired girl….what's her name? Mary."
The female laughed. "They're my children…I care very deeply for them….My name is Esme."
"Okay…thanks for that…" I said sarcastically. "And…what's his name?" I said shaking my head towards the blonde-model vampire.
"Jasper." Nic responded. He smiled. "What? You're not curious about me?"
"I already figured out your name….you're Nic…" I said; flinching a bit as Carlisle did his work.
"Ah, you're smarter then you look, mutt." Nic responded, smiling even bigger. For a moment, I allowed myself to smile back.
"Shut up, bloodsucker." I whispered. Carlisle pulled out the last stitch.
"Okay, you're good to go…Be careful Jacob…she's still a little out of it from the pain-killers we gave her." Carlisle said, giving me a warm smile. "And you should be fine….provided you take a few days to rest."
"Yeah, yeah……" I said, but I looked at Carlisle who had done so much to help me. "Thanks…"
"Thank you…" Jacob said to Carlisle. Jacob reached down and picked me up. He carried me out of the room; I looked up at him, displeasure evident in his eyes.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked, Jacob sighed.
"No….I'm mad at the past." He explained. He carried me down the stairs; I think he just wanted to get me home.
"Jacob!" A voice echoed. He turned; I was disgusted to see Bella walking towards us. She stood in his presence, looking at him so sincere…as if they were friends. "About Charlie…what happened?" Jacob averted her eyes, but she pressed on. "Please Jacob; he was my Dad, I have the right to know…what happened?"
Jacob stared down at me a little longer before he answered. "Charlie died in a car accident on his way to Seattle…He was gonna hire a private detective to find you...He spent years looking for you, Bella…"
Bella gasped a new sadness in her eyes. That had ended any chances of the conversation moving forward. Jacob turned away, carrying me away. Just as he was about to reach the door, Bella called again.
"I still care about you Jacob…." She said, her voice strained. "And when you remember that you cared about me…I'll be waiting." Jacob's eyes were filled with sadness as he opened the door and carried me to the truck. I swear I heard him whisper.
"I remember….I still care…."
Here's chapter two….and still more to come, keep reading.