Chapter 7
The Beginning of the End
'Summer lovin', had me a blast.
Summer lovin', happened so fast.'
I sat listening to my MP3, it was on shuffle. I knew what was coming, and how difficult it would be.
But I had no choice.
I entered the living room. I had been sleeping in Edwards room. He had been so sweet. I had lived with the Cullens for a fortnight and already they regarded me as family. Apparently if I was a wolf I would have felt some change by now. It was disappointing. Embry sat alone on the sofa. Tell Alice I say thanks. I shouted to Edward inside my head.
'You said we needed to talk, what's going on?' he asked me. I sat down next to him.
'I have come to a decision. I'm… leaving.' the shock and pain that flicked across his face was almost too much to bear.
'How… no. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME.' he shouted, standing up. I could feel the tears rolling down my face. He sat down.
'I'm sorry. I need to respect your choice. Will you come back?' he finally understood.
'Of course. Every holiday. And when I finish Uni. I promise.'
'How long do we have?'
'Four days.'
'Well, I'm gonna show you the time of your life.'
We didn't speak much about it after that. I felt he deserved an explanation, but he wasn't so sure.
Two days to go…
He did. We went to the beach, to his house and into the forest. He took me into the middle of the woods, it was so quiet, so beautiful.
Then he started to undress!
'What the HELL?' I shouted, disturbing a tree full of birds.
'What? Oh, oops. I forgot to explain. I'm going to show you something.' he stood there naked for about two seconds, then his skin began to ripple. His limbs lengthened and hair grew out.
He had transformed into a werewolf.
I hesitantly stepped forward. I reached out and stroked his face, he leaned his face in my hand as I stepped closer. I stroked his head and sat down. He collapsed onto my knees. We sat in silence for a while. I broke it.
'I'm going to explain why I'm leaving.'
'Ever since I was young everybody expected great things of me. I was put under pressure to be top of the class in every subject. I hated it but hated seeing the disappointment in the faces of my parents. All I wanted was my music. Then, last week, I got a phone call from my mum. She told me I had got a place at Cambridge University, and that because of that they would pay my fees.'
He looked at me intently, his eyes urging me to go on.
'Mum knew I wanted to go to the Royal Music College, but insists I be a doctor. This is the only way I can afford an education. She also doesn't want me to leave home because I am the one child she is proud of.'
He leaned into me closer. I hugged him and cried.
All the bottled up tears of a hated child poured out. I wanted to stay here, I was excepted here. For once I was the normal one, it was like I fitted in with the supernatural, like it was where I belonged. I knew I had never belonged at home, but I didn't think I was that out of place.
One day left…
That was the first time he kissed me. I mean really kissed me. It was hard to stop. He is trying so hard to stay together for me, but I don't know how much more he can take. I packed what little I had. I but some foam around my guitar in its case. I was ready to go, but not ready to leave.