Chapter 18: These words are my own, from my heart flow

"There was a boy who had a girl and Laura was her name. B-I-T-C-H, B-I-T-C-H, B-I-T-C-H, and Laura was her name."

"What the hell are you singing?" I asked, leaning in the door frame.

Heath stopped. "Oh, hey Bronte."

"Well? What was that?"

"You didn't hear what happened yesterday, did you?"

"What happened yesterday?" I folded my arms.

"Laura came on to me."

"WHAT?"

"She came on to me."

"How? When? Why?"

"Yesterday, round one. I was here on my own and she came and was like "Is Luke there?" all innocent and I said "No" and she invited herself in. About ten minutes later she attempted to kiss me but I pushed her back. She claimed she forgot that I wasn't Luke and went home."

"Oh my God. Did you tell Luke?"

"Of course. I've been his brother for seventeen years and she's been his girlfriend for two months and he believes her shit over mine. Fucking ridiculous."

"Poor Heath. I believe you, if that helps."

"Thanks Bronnie. I was just talking to Liss." he said signalling to the phone in his hand. "She says happy birthday."

I grinned. "Cool." Lissy was my other best friend from Sydney, and had been Heath's girlfriend for like a whole year. I felt sorry for both of them when we left, I think we all expected to hear wedding bells in the near future. And I would have loved Liss as my sister.

"Doing anything today?"

"Um, Seth's taking me somewhere. Not sure where, but I'm sure we'll soon find out."

"Does Rhys know?"

"Yes! He's actually cool with it! Shock of the century. See, once he met Seth, he couldn't possibly not like him. Everybody who meets Seth loves him." Heath grinned at me. "What?" I asked suspiciously.

"Technically, you just said you loved him."

*****

"Come on Seth! Walk faster!"

"I'm walking fast enough. And why do we need to? I don't want to.""'Cause I said so! And it's my birthday so you have to do what I say!" I told him, skipping along.

"I think your hyper. You remind me of that time Embry gave Claire skittles. Talk about bouncing off the walls."

I laughed. "I'm just happy!" And I was. Seth was so amazing too me. First a picnic, than a movie than dinner. What the hell next?

He lunged forward and scooped me up into his arms. I faked a scream.

"Oh be quiet." he said into my ear.

I giggled. Okay, maybe I was a teeny bit hyper. "Now, come sit down."

"Come sit down? That's kinda impossible when I can't move."

"Oh, well I'll sit you down than." I felt Seth pulling me down onto his lap. Looking around I realised we were now sitting on a park bench. Wow that was quick. "Now. I have something to give you."

"Something to give me? Ooh. What?"

He rolled his eyes. "What happened to I don't want anything?"

"Yeah well now you have something I want to see it."

"Okay." He took a deep breath. "Wait." He pressed a hand down on my head.

"What?"

"You're bouncing. I mean literally bouncing."

"I'm bouncing?"

"You didn't notice?"

"I'm bouncing? Cool."

"Right now I'm certain Embry tampered with the picnic. Anyway, I promised I wouldn't buy you anything…"

"Yes…?"

"So I didn't." He reached into his jacket pocket and slowly withdrew his hand. "I thought I'd give you this instead." He held out his hand, open and I saw something glittering. I took it from him.

"Oh my God." I breathed.

"Well that shut you up."

I ignored him and looked at the necklace in my hands. Its chain was made of what seemed like hundreds of tiny links, each connected to the next. Around it's middle hung a the outer shape of a silver star. It looked so delicate but when I fingered it I found that it was the complete opposite. It looked like silver but I had my doubts.

"Oh my God." I repeated, looking up at him. "Where did you get this?"

"I found it about three years ago. Do you like it?""Are you kidding me? It is so unbelievably gorgeous!"

"That's what Leah and mum said. It was lying in a gutter. You have to think who would be crazy enough to throw that kind of thing away. Must of cost a fortune."

"Maybe there's a story behind it. Did you ever have it looked at?"

"Yep. Took it to the jewelers in Port Angles. The guy was stunned. Apparently its not even made of silver. He hadn't got a clue. And if you look here, and really closely," He flipped the star over in my hands. "There's some kind of inscription on it."

I bent my head to look closer and sure enough there was tiny but neat writing traced all the way round the star. "What does it say?"

"No idea. It's in no language that anyone recognises. It's quite the mystery. But since she never came looking for it, its now yours."

"Thank you!" I said, flinging my arms around his neck and almost knocking us both over. "Will you put it on?"Lifting my hair up, he clicked it around my neck.

"Your welcome. I'm glad you like it."

"I love it Seth! And you know what?"

"What?"

"I love you too!!!" Oh Jesus I did not just let that slip.

"You love me?" Seth repeated, looking carefully at me.

I nodded.

"I love you too Bron."

My heart did little back flips. "Really?"

"Really. And I guess that's why I need to tell you something."

"Tell me something?"

"Yes. Something that you should probably know."

"Ooh what is it? No let me guess! You're a secret undercover spy working for the Russian government who has been sent to assassinate Barack O Bama!"

"Eh, no."

"Your name isn't really Seth Clearwater and you're really a teenage fraudster who has been cashing fake check all over America!"

"Isn't that a movie?"

"Leo was so cute in that film… Ooh! Your Santa Claus!"

"No."

"Oh my God you're gay!!!"

"NO! Can you let me talk please?"

"Sure, go ahead." I said laughing.

"Right." he took a huge breath. "Bronte Agnew. I am, a werewolf."

I was silent for a minute. And then….

"You're…. a….. werewolf?" I asked, almost crying with laughter.

"Can I ask what's so funny?"

"Yes Seth, you're a werewolf and I'm a vampire."

"Bronte…"

"A werewolf. Oh." I leaped out of his lap and started skipping back down the street. "Where are the cool zombie dancers?"

"What dancers? Geez, Bron. Now you have officially gone loopy." For once he was struggling to keep up with me.

"You know, the cool zombies. "It's close to midnight, and something evil's lurking in the dark. Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart. You try to scream, but terror takes the sound before you make it. You start to freeze, as horror looks you right between your eyes, you're paralysed." I sang, spinning and twirling on the pavement.

"Did you just quote Michael Jackson at me?"

"Are you going to chase me Seth?"

"Bronte, I'm deadly serious. I'm a werewolf and so are all the guys. Embry, Quil, Collin, Brady, Jared, Paul, Sam, even Leah."

"Seth its Halloween. Yeah right. "'Cause this is thriller, thriller night, and no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike. You know its thriller, thriller night, you're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight."

References:

"There was a boy...." This goes to the tune of the kids song Bingo.

The star necklace belonged to a character in one of my non-fanfic stories. She got into one of her little tantrums and threw it away.

"it's close to midnight...." "Cause this is thriller...." Lyrics of the song Thriller by Michael Jackson. The zombie dancers feature in the video and are so awesome.

"These words....." Lyrics of the song These words By Natasha Bedingfield and the biggest inspiration for this chapter. It's lyrics also suit the chapter.

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