Chp.5(Boiling)

Anger coursed through me as my mother sent me a weak glare. She was trying to be tuff, but she wasn't. No one is. At least not is when they need to be. I glared back at her with pure hatred burning through my eyes. She winced in pain as if my look was hurting her. I'm tuff. I'm tuff, because I don't have to be. I could just curl up and cry and I would still be okay, but I choose not to. I choose to be tuff.

"Leave. He died because of you!" Mother threw the words at me like daggers. They cut deep inside of me and I bled onto the floor.

"It's not my fault." I said through gritted teeth.

"You're the one who told him it was okay to die! He hated me, because you were born. I should have just had an abortion!" My mother ranted at me. Her rant turned into a blood curdling scream that belongs in hell as I lunged at her. My teeth sunk deep into her neck and I swung my head from side to side. I raked my nails down on her like they were claws. I sliced through her like butter until her body turned cold and she was unrecognizable.

I stepped back squaring my shoulders as I backed away. Fire coursed through me and I let out a scream. It wasn't a scream though. A strangled howl ripped through the air. All of a sudden I saw a reflection in a nearby mirror. Two steely eyes stared back at me. They were framed with thick lashes and a furry face. I shook my head wondering where the beast was at, but the reflection moved at time with me. I snarled at myself, and the beast snarled back. I looked down at my feet to see two gigantic black paws. I had become my childhood nightmare. I had become a beast.

"Ahh!" I screamed as I hit the floor with a thud. My eyes flew open and I looked down. I wiggled my fingers and smiled. It was all just a dream. It had to be just a dream. I felt a prick of wetness slid down my face. I quickly wiped away the stray tear and listened to make sure no one had heard me. Sure enough no one was coming, but several people talked in hushed voices. I opened my door slightly and stood out in the hall. They must all be downstairs. I still was unable to hear the voices clearly, so I slid down the stair rail with grace. I landed ever so silently on the cold wood floor, my socks absorbing the impact and not making any noise. I craned my neck and easily heard the voices.

"I'm sorry." I heard Seth say harshly. Anger boiled inside of me, but I pushed it back to my quickly over flowing pile of pent up emotions. Who would make my happy go-lucky Seth talk like that? Whoever it was I would kill. Did I say my Seth? Shake it off Melly.

"I don't want you two dating." Sam said calmly. Of course it would be him to make Seth made. Let's just add that to the list.

"I just met her. Don't you think it will take awhile? Or do you just think I'm going to have sex with her the moment we are alone?" Seth asked with a smirk on his face. I held in a laugh at this. The thing about smirks is that they can be playful or spiteful. The best part is you can hear a spiteful one and I heard him smirk.

"Listen you are to be nothing more than a friend for now. I can tell you one thing she does not need another person to worry about." Sam said starting out in a firm voice, but it quickly grew weaker.

"Why Sam? Why do you say these little cryptic things about her? What am I not being told?" Seth said raising his voice a little. I heard his chair slam to the ground as he jumped up. "Do not look at me like that!" Seth whispered yelled. I shook my head wanting to tear into Sam as I had my mother in my dream. What was he saying to Seth about me? How much did my mom tell him? How much did my siblings tell him, because my mom knew almost nothing?

"Seth maybe you should go calm down." A new voice said quietly. Embry. Why was he involved in their conversation and did Seth like me? There are so many questions and not enough energy to answer all of them.

I walked into the room as they continued to fight. They all went silent when they saw me.

"Just getting some ice." I said flatly.

"Are you hurt?" Seth asked me panicked. He immediately was at my side. I pushed him away with all my might. He stumbled backwards and everyone looked shocked.

"I'm fine." I said with an icy glare. I turned my head to Sam. "Sam we need to talk now. The rest of you can leave." I said staring at Sam. The boys glanced at Sam, but hesitantly got up and left. Embry more or less dragged Seth out though.

"What's up?" Sam asked me casually. I raised my eyebrow. "Did the guys do something?" He asked sounding amused.

"No! You did though." I whispered yelled. I did not want Emily to come in here.

"What did I do?" Sam asked hurt.

"What did they tell you?" I asked referring to my siblings. I wanted to know what Sam had been hinting at to Seth that made him upset.

"Nothing. I just know that you are hurt, because of Garret dying and your mom shipping you off here." Sam said making a move towards me.

"Don't tell me why I'm messed up!" I growled at him. Sam took a step back.

"You aren't messed up. If anything your mom is for blaming you for his death." Sam said softly.

"Don't talk about my mom. You don't know her." I said with anger evident. I looked down and noticed I was shaking again.

"Mel. Calm down." Sam said taking another step back. I quickly covered the distance and put my finger in his face.

"Calm down? How can I calm down when you are bringing up stuff I don't want to talk about and you talk about my family?" I asked shaking even more.

"I'm sorry about what I said. I know what it feels like to lose someone you love and to be abandoned by them. I just want to talk to you." Sam said holding his hands up as I took a step close after he had backed away.

"You don't know anything about me or my family." I said through clenched teeth. By now I was starting to freak out. Why on earth was I getting so mad and why was I shaking like I was in an earthquake?

"Let's go outside. Okay?" Sam said reaching for my arm.

"NO! It's cold outside. I'm not going." I said. He grabbed my arm forcefully and I let out a growl that belongs to an animal. I wasn't in control anymore. Something was trying to escape from within me.

"Calm down. If you can't go for a run." Sam said pushing me outside. I glared at him as he pulled me by the woods. "Listen to me Mel. I need you to calm down or something is going to happen to you. I don't think you'll like the outcome out of it either." He said letting go of me.

"Are you threatening me?" I asked not believing my ears.

"No I'm not, but you need to get a hold of yourself." Sam said firmly.

"I need to go." I said feeling the urge to run away. I stalked off into the woods, but before I even made it ten feet I felt my anger over flow. Before I knew it I was falling flat on my face.

AN: I know what's going to happen! What do you think? Review!