Chapter 5. A Hybrid With A Dark Past

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Veronica, and I even have to share her. SMeyer owns Twilight.

Veronica POV

I turned to Leah, and cocked my head to the side, "What's with you and Paul, anyhow?" I questioned, and before Leah could respond, Jacob opened his mouth, cutting her off with a large scoff, "There isn't anything there; just hate." He stated, causing Leah and I to scoff in turn.

Leah rolled her eyes, "Jacob's wrong. Paul and I used to be great friends, when Sam left he was the guy I confided in. I thought that even though Sam left I'd still have Paul- Sam never really liked him, in fact I often thought that he was jealous. Of coarse, when Paul phased and Sam found out that we were still friends he forced him to stay away."

I furrowed my brows, "How is that Paul's fault?" I questioned, and Leah shook her head.

"You don't know Paul, he doesn't give up. The problem wasn't that was forced away from me- he found a way around that. The problem was that once Paul heard Sam's side of the story, how he had said that he didn't have a choice in the matter and that I was being hard to get along with, Paul joined Sam's side." She explained, sadly.

Leah continued, "Paul was my only true friend, and he abandoned me in my time of need for my ex, who he hated more then Sam disliked him. Becoming a Wolf changed him- he doesn't care about anyone anymore. Now you can say whatever you'd like about me, but the fact of the matter is that I love my family and those close to me, when I turned into a Wolf all of that stayed the same."

"I'd love to blame everything on Sam and Emily, I have, but truth be told, they only stabbed me, Paul was the one who turned the knife." Leah smiled weakly, "'It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.'" She quoted.

I smiled as well, "I agree, I've had my fair share of betrayals, but when a friend or a lover is the one to turn that knife, you never really get over it. Everyone wants to believe that there's one relationship in life that's beyond betrayal. A relationship that's beyond that kind of hurt. And there isn't; there never will be." I stated, quoting Caleb Carr.

Jacob sighed, "It seems that there's a lot more to you then anyone else thought." He replied to Leah and my own questioning faces.

Leah glared at Jacob, "Did you really think that I'm like this for no fucking reason?" She asked, after nothing but silence from Jacob she rolled her eyes, "Jackass..." She muttered, and started to stalk off into the forest.

I sighed, glaring at Jacob, "Leah, wait." I yelled out to her, causing her to stop in her tracks, and raise an eyebrow at me, as if she was daring me to try to stop her. Lucky for her, I have never to this date, refused a dare.

"Leah don't leave, stay, you still have absolutely no idea what I am, and neither does Jacob." I tried, desperate for her to stay, knowing that it would hurt her more if she tried to run away from her problems.

She rolled her eyes, "I'm out of here." Before I could even contemplate what Leah had said she was gone, a faint howl could be heard in the distance.

I turned to Jacob, who shrugged and sighed, "If you still want to talk I've got the time." He offered, to which I nodded, "I don't know much about what I am, just enough to understand it." I started, slightly warning him about my lack of knowledge.

I sighed, and continued, "Well, you know what a hybrid is right? It's something made by combining two different things together. I was born a hybrid, so one of my parents was a Vampire, and the other was a Wolf-Shifter. I have no idea who was who, because I didn't know them."

I shrugged, "I'm not sure it would have made any difference if I had known them anyhow. Maybe I would've had more self-control, or maybe I would just know them for a while, get attached, and then it would hurt a hell of a lot worse when the left."

Jacob frowned, "Why do you think that they'd leave if they got to know you?" He questioned, causing me to scowl.

"Well, traditionally, hybrids are hard to control. Sire, parent, or otherwise. I'm living proof of that." I gestured to myself, causing Jacob's scowl to deepen. "What are you talking about? You haven't killed anyone. And you didn't hurt Bella even though she was getting on your nerves, and the same goes for Sam." He asked, seeming annoyed.

Sighing, I explained, "Jacob, you didn't know me before I came here. I wasn't, good. I killed anything that got in my way. I killed for fun, and I did it often. I was able to control myself well around humans after the Newborn years pasted. Hardly anyone that I happened to kill was an accident."

Before he could reply I continued, "Back to what I was saying, hybrids are difficult to control, any type. And it just so happens, that besides Werewolf and Vampire hybrids, I'm the strongest type of hybrid. It didn't help that I'm the only known Wolf-Shifter and Vampire hybrid."

I chuckled darkly, "I guess that they just didn't want me to compromise their cover with all my killing, and reckless behavior. Or maybe they just didn't want to deal with the unknown. Either way they were scared of me, or what would happen because of me."

Jacob flinched, and frowned, "How about we move on? How did the aging work?" He questioned, seeming to want to get off the topic of my killings.

I smirked, "Well, that is actually easy to answer. I aged like a normal human, hell, I was a normal human until I turned nineteen. I'm not sure how it works for other hybrids, but when I turned nineteen, I turned into this, and stopped aging." I paused, narrowing my eyes.

"The transition was slow, it took it about three months to be fully complete. Then along came my Wolf-Form, and the wonderful urge to kill." I added heavy sarcasm on the last part, and continued, "I killed my best friend. I was living with her at the time, and I hadn't meant to, but I did."

"I freaked out, and then I ran. I knew that I couldn't stay here anymore, and I knew that I now had no one that I cared about, so I said 'Fuck it' and I gave into my inner-demon. That's how the 'killing for fun' thing started."

Jacob flinched, at the reminder of how I would kill so freely. Somehow the topic always came back to that, I wasn't sure how, or why. Maybe it was just because so much of my life centered around killing, or maybe I was trying to warn Jacob -repeatedly-, that I wasn't, and never will be, the girl that sits at home cooking and cleaning.

We wouldn't have a white-picket fence house, we aren't normal, and I still have plenty of time to fall back into my old habits. If I lost someone I cared for, then it was a given that I'd started killing thoughtlessly again. There's no point trying if you simply don't care.

There isn't a point trying if you have no reason to try.

(A.N) Wow, I haven't updated this in a month! I'm really sorry! If you were wondering about MoonLight, that should be uploaded soon as well, no promises, but I am working on the chapter.

In regards to this story, I'm really sorry that this is kind of short, I just really wanted to upload a chapter of SOMETHING! Anything really, just so I could let people know that I didn't, like, quit ! Anyways, would you guys like a chapter about what made Veronica choose to stop killing so freely?

And what are your thoughts on her past? Wait- Don't tell me that you're surprized that our hybrid had- has a darkside? I hinted at it a couple of times! I'm also planning for it to make some sort of a reapperance in this story, maybe something happens to her friends, or, dare I say it? Jacob!Don't worry, I won't kill him off! I probably won't kill anyone anyways, well- except for whoever Veronica kills... Which will basically be random people anyways... So...

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