Sorry It's been so long guys! I absolutely hate the winter, new semester, new classes, new everything. Plus, my ipod (yes, my brand new 5th version hot pink nano with video) got stolen. I am PISSED.
And I probably won't get another until my birthday. Life sucks for mee.
Ha, I'm just kidding. Getting my ipod stolen sucks, but life doesn't suck! Uhm, my best friend got his heart broken, (again!) By his "love" and I feel for him, but I'm hoping that this will be the last time this happens. Anyway, enough of my life.
Onward!
EPOV!
We rushed Violet to hospital, Carlisle was there, telling everyone what to do. They took her out of my arms, and took her away into the ER. I sat in the waiting room, my head in my hands, feeling absolutely horrendous. My life, my reason for living was broken and hurting. I felt sick, almost as bad as the first time I phased. Someone had called Seth, and Emily, telling them what happened. They all came down to the hospital, around the time Carlisle came out.
"Embry." His soft voice fell on my ears. Fear rolled through me, I prepared for the worst.
"She'll be ok, with rest. I've put her into a medically induced coma. Otherwise, she'd be in terrible pain. I don't know how long it will take her to wake up, but I'll be checking up on you, and her both." He said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you." I said. He walked out the door. Seth's hand patted my back.
"It's ok, man." He said, sympathizing. I felt like I needed to phase, anything to get away from this.
"I'll be back later. Call me if she wakes up." I told Seth. He nodded, and my eyesight blurred. I ran to the woods and phased on the spot, feelings the heat of the fire through my limbs. It took less than a thought to change, but the feeling was indescribable. I ran, faster than I ever had. I heard voices, knowing someone was on patrol.
Embry? I heard Leah's inner voice.
It's me. I thought miserably. I showed flashes of Violet to her, when I heard Quil too.
Dude, I'm so sorry. Quil's mind raced to Claire, thinking that if that happened to her, he would have ripped the guy apart.
I can't just murder him. Charlie may know about us, but that doesn't mean we get special privileges. I pushed harder, deeper into the never ending forest. I felt Leah running about 20 miles east of me.
Go away Leah, you don't get this kind of pain.
No, I may not get this kind of pain, but I know pain. I mentally winced. Leah mentally smirked.
Sorry. But do you mind?
No I don't mind. But I'm gonna try to help. Give us a run down of everything. I went over the past few hours in my head, while Leah and Quil were pained with every single detail. Ever since the whole Nessie, Bella, Volturi incident, Quil and myself joined Jake's pack. We couldn't bear being werewolves without our other amigo. We found out that we could still speak with the other pack members, only if we shared our thoughts.
Wow. What are you going to tell your mom? Crap. I hadn't even thought about her.
I guess I better go take care of it. I turned around using a large tree, and left claw marks in the bark. I hardly cared at the moment.
Within 10 minutes I was at my house. I then remembered I was too upset to strip down before I phased, so that was another pair of clothes. I found a pair of sweat pants hiding in a bush, where I planted them weeks ago. I came in the door, and noticed it was around 1 in the morning. The lights were off, and I heard my mom breathing deeply upstairs. I shut the door, and took the stairs two at a time. I walked in my moms room, and saw her chest rise and fall. I had a flashback, to when I was a little kid and had nightmares, I'd run into her room and find her asleep then whisper "MOM!" until she woke up to comfort me.
"Mom?" I whispered, hoping she'd wake up.
"Hmm." I heard her murmur.
"Wake up." I whispered, shaking her a little.
"Wha.. Embry? What time is it?" She asked, sitting up.
"Around 1. Listen, Mom.. We need to talk about.. Things." I said.
"Now?" She asked, flipping on the lamp next to her bed.
"Yeah. It's important." I said, sitting next to her on the bed. Violet swirled in my mind and I felt like my heart was tearing in two, someone was stabbing my heart with a butcher knife, and it was on fire at the same time. I felt my cover breaking, and everything was going to come out.
"What is it?" My mom asked. Tears came to my eyes, and I felt myself losing grip of the wall I had been holding onto.
"Mom.." I said, and I broke. Sobs resulted into me trembling, tears falling down my face. My mother's tiny arms wrapped around my shoulders.
"Shh, baby it's ok. I'm here." She said, over and over. She held me, and let me cry. I finally began to calm down, and ready to spill everything to her.
"Mom, I know you want to know why I've been sneaking off even after you ground me, and why I'm always with Jake or Sam or Seth. All the Quileute legends are true. About the shape shifters, the third wife all that stuff. Even the cold ones. Mom, all the people I hang out with, we're all shape shifters. We turn into wolves. I know it's hard to believe but it's the truth. I'm not saying this to freak you out or whatever, it's true." I looked at her, hoping she'd believe me.
"Is that it?" She asked, her lips in a tight line. I sighed, preparing for the worst.
"No. There's a legend about imprinting. It's where you first see someone, and then nothing else matters anymore. It's only you and them, and you know that is the one you have to take care of, whether it's as a big brother, a friend, a best friend, or a lover." I tried to explain, the way it felt.
"Did it happen to you?" She asked softly.
"Yeah. She's amazing, Mom. She's beautiful, caring, loving, sweet. She's perfect." I described her, a smile on my face.
"I believe you Embry. I'm glad you finally told me. And I guess you deserve to know who your father is." My jaw was on the floor. My mother hated talking about this subject.
"Wait, before you tell me, I'd like to explain my outburst.." I trailed off. I retold the whole story about Violet and Jordan and her parents. Mom looked horrified. She kept saying, "Poor baby." The whole time. I finally got to the part about last night, and I choked up. She rubbed my back, and I told her.
"That poor girl." she said, shaking her head.
"I need to get back to her.." I said, starting to get up. I felt her hand on my arm.
"I want to tell you who your father is." She said, her voice even.
"Please, don't judge me, don't blame me. I was young, foolish. But I love you, Embry." she said, her voice getting thick.
"Who is it, Mom?" I had three main people in my head. Billy Black, Old Quil, or Sam's dad.
"Harry Clearwater." My stomach dropped. Harry? Clearwater? Seth and Leah's father? Sue's late husband? I couldn't believe it.
"Harry?" I whispered.
"Yes. I was young, around 18, and he was his the mid 20's. He had just gotten engaged to Sue. I was drunk, and so was he, and we were fooling around.." Her sentence stopped. I looked over at her, and her face was buried in her hands. I wrapped my arms around her, and hugged her.
"Thanks for telling me, Mom." I said.
"Your welcome." She said, wiping her eyes.
"I'm gonna go back to the hospital, ok? It kills me to be away from her for too long." I said, a pleading look on my face.
"Ok. Be careful." She said.
"I will." I hugged her, and went down the stairs. I threw my sweat pants to the floor as soon as I hit the last step, went outside and phased. I raced back to the hospital. I put on my sweat pants in the woods, and walked back in. Violet hadn't moved at all. I sat down in a chair next to her bed, with Seth asleep on a couch near the window. Sam and Emily had left awhile back, so Seth was the only one left. I forced my eyes off of Violet, to look at Seth. I couldn't believe he was my half brother. We had the same deep brown eyes, the same defined jaw bone. I thought of Leah, and we shared the same eyes, the witty attitude. It made sense now, how could I have not seen it before?
I pulled my chair towards Violet's bed, and held her hand. Her skin was colder than normal, and it worried me. It was going to be absolute torture while she was in this coma.
***
I woke up the next morning, finding myself with my head beside Violet's leg, drooling onto the crispy white sheets. My hand was still holding hers, and everything that happened the night before flooded back to my mind. Each piece of memory hit harder, and hurt more than the last. I heard someone stirring, and looked over to the couch, and felt a sharp pain. A crick in my neck, and the pain ran through the right side of it. I rubbed it, looking at Seth. He had a plate of food from the cafeteria, and it was piled with chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans.
"Em, this is actually good food. You need some. You haven't eaten since last night." He said, his mouth full of food.
"What time is it?" I asked groggily, wiping my eyes.
"Eh, around 1. You've been snoring since I got up. It feels good to sleep after running long patrols." He said, shoveling more food in his mouth. How much did they let him have?
"Uhm, yeah." Awkward. I had no idea what to say to Seth, now that I knew about our families. But he had no idea.
"I think I'm gonna go get some food. Watch her?" I asked, looking over to Violet, whose chest rose and fell.
"I'll let you know of anything happens." He said, swallowing food. My stomach grumbled, complaining about the lack of food. Seth chuckled.
I came back into the room, with a huge cup of sweet tea, and a plate filled with food. I dug in, as Seth watched Violet's face for anything.
"What did you say to your mom to get her to let you come back?" He asked, making conversation.
"I told her the truth." I said, taking a gulp of my tea. Seth turned to stare at me, his mouth open.
"What? Like the whole werewolf thing, everything?" he asked, his eyes bulging out of his head.
"Yeah. She's ok with it. Well, not ok exactly, but more thankful I finally took pity on her and told her what was going on. And I'm glad, I feel so much better about it too." I said, scooping up food and scarfing it down.
**
The next few days were absolute agony. I felt like I was going insane, and Seth was there through it all. He never left my side, afraid I'd do something stupid. Nurses flitted through the room every 6 hours or so, to check on Violet. I sat in a corner, and fidgeted until they left. Friday was my breaking point. I had been sitting there debating internally if I should bring up Harry or not. Seth had been staring out the window, being distracted, and he was unusually quiet.
"What's up Seth?" I questioned, turning to face him.
"I miss Jasmine. I'm glad to be here to support you, bro. But ya know.. It's hard being away from her." He explained. I saw the pain in his eyes, and I felt empathy for him.
"How about you go pick her up and bring her back here, when school lets out?" I suggested.
"Really? Thanks, Em." He checked his phone, and disappointment controlled his features.
"It's only 12." He mumbled. We sat there, staring at the ceiling, until I said something.
"So, where's Leah? Haven't seen her in a few days."
"Dunno. She might be at a friends."
"She has friends outside the pack?" I asked.
"Haha. Very funny." He said, no emotion in his voice.
"How's Sue?" I asked, timidly.
"She's alright. She misses Dad a lot. Even if she doesn't tell us, I've heard her crying before. It's sad."
"Do you miss him?"
"Yeah. More and more, everyday. It's hard. I'll always miss him, but there's nothing I can do." He said quietly. I heard him sniff, and my heart tore. I hated seeing Seth, the care free, happy guy, in pain. I got up and went over to him, and gave him a hug.
"It's ok, Seth. I miss him too." I said. Harry and I didn't talk much, but since I knew, I wish I had.
"But not like me. You don't know what it's like." He said, sitting down on the couch, wiping his eyes.
"But I do. Just not at the same time." I said, frowning, refusing to cry.
"What?" Seth asked, sniffling.
"Seth.. Monday.. Mom told me who my dad is." I said, barely above a whisper.
"What?" He asked, incredulously.
"Yeah. It's.. Harry. I'm your brother, Seth." I said, looking him in the eyes.
"You.." Confusion came across his face.
"I don't know what to say." Seth was speechless.
"This means I'm related to Leah too." I said.
"I can't believe this." He said.
"Yeah, I still can't. But I'm here for you Seth." I said, holding out my hand. He stared at it, his mouth open.
"I.. I'm gonna go run." He said, his words blurring together. He jumped off his seat, and ran out of the room. I heard his sneakers against the tile as he ran down the long corridor. Tears sprang to my eyes, and I wanted to punch something, anything to get rid of this new pain. Instead, I fell into my seat beside Violet's bed, with my head in my hands, and cried.
Well! I hope you loved it!!
I've always wondered who Embry's father was.. And there was one guy they always left out.. Harry Clearwater! Harry is his name right? It's either Harry or Henry I can never remember haha. Oh well!
Review like your life depends on it, and I'll gladly send some love your way ;)
Courtney