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||= Finally My Turn =||
I was in a piss poor mood that entire week. I was a nightmare when I came around, and I wasn't in the mood to put up with Embry's shit. That Saturday before Rebecca came home, I was on the fight. In the first few days of her absence I stayed home all day, clutching the phone to my chest with her shirt hanging over my face, waiting for her to call me, until she told me her grandparents were sucking up all her time. Literally. I had absolutely no doubt that this was true, because almost all our conversations since the first call came to an abrupt end as her grandma burst in, griping about her staying up late when it was only nine o'clock at night.
I'd caved in on Wednesday, the third day of her departure. I'd sat in the forest searching for Jacob and the Cullens, and of all days, the bloodsucker's had to be on a hunting trip. I was sure Jake would be with them. It was past noon when he finally tapped into the collective. I ran to meet him as my thoughts fed into his.
'Leah, no.' he growled. I continued running, pushing myself as fast as I could possibly go, chanting 'Please, Jake, please, please, please.' I skidded to a halt in front of him. Tongue lolling out of my mouth, I realized his mate was nowhere to be found.
'Jake, please, what if it was Renesmee? Try to see this from my point of view!' I pleaded desperately. He snarled aloud.
'Leah, don't try my patience today. I said no, that's my final word.' I bristled, all thoughts of negotiating leaving my mind. I curled my lips and made a demand instead.
'I'm going, with or without your permission.' The Cullen's made their appearance, or at least half of them. Jacob went stiff.
'Leah, please don't force my hand…' I lunged forward and clipped his ear aggressively with my teeth. There was only one thing that could make me stay. I honestly didn't think he'd do it. Jacob snarled, and puffed up to full height. I hated that being female made me smaller than him, weaker. But I was faster than he could ever hope to be. Speed could match strength if used properly, and bigger wasn't always better.
'You can't make me stay away from her.' I turned my back on him, catching sight of Edward, whose eyes were fixed on me, no doubt picking my brain. His gold eyes were twinkling, one brow arched with interest. I growled, ears flat against my head as I brushed past him and his daughter. Even when I was a good twenty feet away from Jake, I was still able to feel his frustrating, as vividly as if it were my own, but also his pity. He understood where I was coming from, but to him, much like Sam, protecting the majority was more important than our mates, especially if it wasn't a life or death situation.
'That's your opinion.' I snapped. 'I would let this whole town, the whole world, die before I let anything happen to Rebecca. It's not my obligation to protect these people. I could care less.' I'd spent long enough wondering around, totally alone. I loved Rebecca, more than anything. What good could possibly come of sacrificing my future wife, the one I was made for, for people who didn't even give a damn about me? I couldn't imagine the pain that would terrorize my soul. I would die inside. I wasn't like the others. Jacob may have suffered his own problems, but apparently he hadn't suffered enough.
I could see it in his thoughts before he made it a conscious command. I went stiff, bracing myself, but deep down I knew I stood no chance against my alpha's orders.
'You will not leave this town, Leah. Am I understood?' the double voice rang in my ears, and I crumbled beneath its impact. I felt sick with rage, a sudden hatred of my friend longtime rising up in my chest, seizing my heart with scorching fingers.
'Am I understood?' he repeated as I attempted to recover, his authority gone. I was grateful that I'd left the seen; I could only imagine how humiliating it would've been if the Cullens had seen me drop to my belly.
'Fuck you.' I phased, breaking our link. I only made it a couple of yards before I exploded, desperately trying to remain human for the time being. At least until Jake phased back.
Yelling wildly, complete naked, I launched my right fist at the nearest tree, pulverizing the bark with my fist. I felt nothing, adrenaline pumping through my veins, and after just one punch, I kept going until the tree broke in half and fell to the side. I took deep breaths before kicking the fur one last time, then watched the minimal damage to my knuckles heal before my eyes. I dropped down onto butt and leaned back against another tree, moaning as I buried my face in my cupped hands. I'd been sure I'd go absolutely insane before Sunday came.
I went home after a while and washed the dirt from embarrassing places, but that was about it. I lay in bed all of Thursday, only getting up to go to the bathroom. Later that day Seth dropped by to pay me a visit. He tapped the half open door to my room and then peeped in cautiously.
"Is it safe?" He called playfully, but I didn't laugh. I was cradling the phone to my chest like a baby. I'd already called Rebecca once on Tuesday, but she hadn't been able to talk. She wasn't allowed… I had to wait for her call.
"Whatever." I said flatly. He stepped in, then squatted down on the floor, crossing his legs and peering at me curiously.
"You know, if this is what imprinting does to you, I don't think I want to imprint." For some reason the comment pissed me off, and I glared daggers at my brother.
"It's the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me, that can happen to anyone; if the woman you loved traveled halfway across the country and only called you once a night for ten minutes at a time, you'd be miserable to." I said. Miserable was putting it lightly. More like the seventh level of hell. He shrugged.
"Once a night? What's up with that, aren't you two madly in love and all?" I was madly in love with her… but was she madly in love with me? I hoped so, more than anything. I wanted to tell her. Hell, I wanted to tell her everything.
"It's not her fault, it's her grandma. The old sow won't let her talk to me during the day, and then she even checks up on her throughout the night! I mean, God, doesn't she have something better to do, like watch a fucking soap opera or knit a blanket?" I snarled. Seth chuckled and raised his hands defensively.
"Hey, it's not my fault, don't bite my head off." I let my own fall back.
"I miss her Seth," I moaned, "more than anything. I feel like I've been ripped in half. Hell, I have been ripped in half! Without Rebecca, I'm not whole! I'm nothing…"
"You should join the drama club." Seth said. I turned my head to him, staring into his eyes. His joking manner dropped and he crawled over to me on his knees, reaching out and squeezing my shoulder firmly.
"It'll be ok, Sis, I promise. She's getting back this Sunday, right? That's just three more days." I smiled for the first time since the previous Sunday, and chucked his chin lightly, like I used to when we were younger, before turning into giant hairy dogs turned our lives upside down. He sat back down on the floor, crossing his arms over his chest.
"So… tell me about this girl, Rebecca. What is she like? " He said. My heart jumped a little when he said her name. It was strange, hearing it come out of someone else's mouth other than mine.
"Perfect." I sighed. "Funny, shy, beautiful, smart, quirky. She's the only girl I've ever met who doesn't sigh at the mention of Romeo and Juliet, who's watched every single nature show every made, goes through books like tissue paper and hates corndogs. She's her own person, not some girl out of a story book who has something to prove, with fire in her heart and a dagger in her fist. And she isn't one of those stupid little bitches like Kim or Emily." I added.
Seth grinned widely. "Or Bella? Oh sorry, did I say that out loud?" I cracked my second smile of the day. "And by the way, I think that's the first time you've ever remembered Kim's name. Every other time I've heard you refer to her, it's always 'that girl' or 'what's her face'." I swatted his arm.
"Shut up." The smile wiped off my face as I thought about Bella. She was really the only outsider that had come in and fully accepted the whole vampire/werewolf thing with an open mind. Maybe a little bit too open, as was the joke, but what if Rebecca couldn't accept me for what I was? If I had a penny for every time that thought crossed my mind I'd be a billionaire. I continued on and on about Rebecca for almost three whole hours before Seth had finally had enough. Ruffling my hair playfully, he let out a mock sigh of annoyance as he left my room, addressing me as "lover-girl". I was glad he'd dropped by; he'd really cheered me up. Although my girlfriend's company was by far more preferable, he was the only other person that could get a genuine smile out of me. Rebecca called me later than night, and we actually managed to get in thirty minutes while she filled me in on her day and I gushed over her.
"Baby, I miss you so much, you have no idea. You won't be able to get away from me after you get back." I said, wishing I could hold her in my arms, kiss that gorgeous face.
"Why would I want to get away from you?" she chuckled. I grinned, my insides melting to a puddle of goo.
"I don't know… I stink?" I joked. She snorted on the other end.
"Yeah, right. You always smell good." My face burned with pride.
"Thank you. So do you. God, I miss your smell." I buried my nose deeper into her shirt. I missed her everything; her smell, her taste, that big, warm smile, pink lips, smooth skin, soft breasts… I licked my dry lips. I almost suffocated myself, I was holding the piece of clothe so tightly to my face.
"Shit, I hear my grandma." She hissed, my heart and stomach sank to the bottoms of my feet. Not yet, please not yet. I needed her. "Gotta go. I'll call you back if I can."
"Bye." I croaked, and the phone beeped, signaling the end of the call. The phone fell from my hand, and I flopped back on my bed, picking my pillow up off the floor and pressing it against my face as I groaned into it. When I finally pulled the feather pillow pack, a whole hour had passed, and I figured her grandma must've taken her phone. I realized my cheeks were wet, and I rubbed the back of my hand over my eyes roughly, wiping away tears. I didn't sleep that night.
I was at the last stretch of my sanity when Sunday finally arrived. I was running on six hours of sleep in three days and a large bag of chips, and yet I was so excited I could hardly sit still for longer than five minutes. I got a call at nine forty, and Rebecca rushed to tell me she was at the airport about to board her plane. I was so happy I was almost bouncing, choking down as much breakfast as I possibly could.
It seemed to take forever and day before I got the second call, telling me she'd landed at the airport. I was so close to jumping in my car and going to see her. The only thing that held me back was the alpha's, Jake's, orders. I couldn't stay angry for long. Not since my girl was coming home. I went back inside the house to count out my money; just enough for a nice dinner in Port Angeles. When the phone started ringing a third time, my mom grew suspicious as I tore into the kitchen.
"Who's calling you so much, Leah?" I'd already answered the phone. She was home. Finally home.
She said that it'd be about an hour or two before she was able to get out of the house to see me, cuz of all the unpacking she had to do. I'd wanted to drive down to her house before she'd even gotten there, but she told me that she'd meet me on the La Push rez in her car. I was, unsurprisingly, antsy all while.
"Hey, be sure to save room for dinner. I'm taking you out tonight." I added just before she could hang up.
"Alright, I will." I went through my pre-Rebecca grooming habits, then began straightening the house up incase she came inside. My room was spotless when I finished it up. Just to keep myself busy, I sat down in the living room to watch a little TV. My mom still hadn't left to go to Charlie's yet.
"Do you have a date coming over?" she questioned. I turned around to face where she sat in the kitchen.
"Yes, I do." I said, holding her eyes.
"Who is he?" She asked excitedly.
"She. Her name is Rebecca; I imprinted on her back in December." My head snapped around to the window when I heard the sound of a familiar clunky engine. Jumping to my feet, I barreled out through the front door and passed my stunned mother. She waiting in the general area where we'd met; she didn't know which house was mine.
She caught sight of me as I bounced of the front porch of my house, and her car doors unlocked with a click. Wrenching it open, I half down across the passenger's seat to hug her. The angle was awkward, but I didn't let go. She wrapped her arms around my bicep right bicep, her hands cold against my hot skin. I nuzzled my face in her chest, my legs hanging outside. Her cheek rested against the top of my head.
"I'm so glad you're finally home. It was worse than I thought, you have no idea. Don't you ever leave me again, ever." I stared up at her face lovingly, and then scrambled into the car, shutting the door behind me. I tilted my head to the side and kissed her. Being in her car brought my wet dream back to life. Hell, I'd had one almost every time I'd gone to sleep since she'd left Washington. Our lips moved together, and I let pout a soft moan. I was reluctant to pull back for breath.
"I won't. I was so lonely without you. All I did all day was bake cookies and watch soaps. Not to mention we went to bed with the birds; 7:30 sharp." She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Old people."
I smiled and laughed as she started the engine again, reaching out to take her hand in my. I threaded my fingers gently through hers, squeezing softly. Now I knew how it felt to be the bigger one in a relationship, and I liked it. Before I was a wolf, I'd always dated guys bigger than me, like Sam. Rebecca was tiny in comparison, and it made me feel strong. I could kick anybody's ass that hurt her. Actually, I'd probably kill them.
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