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A/N I stayed up all night thinking about my plot, and my sadistic mind decided to torture my characters. Hold on because things are going to get hectic!
Chapter
17
Once again I saw myself at an airport. Noise and
bustling people surrounded me. I had an unopened bottle of water in
my hands and I was returning to my seat. My mouth was dry with
nerves. Before I was able to return I was yanked back around a
corner. My mind went into panic mode; I felt my pulse speed up. A
hand was over my mouth so I couldn't scream. I frantically
struggled against it. My forehead was damp from a cold sweat.
"Miss me." A low voice asked when I looked in its gray eyes. Fear crept over me, as I stared at the handsome older man. He was giving me an evil grin and my breath caught in my throat. Memories flooded my vision, and I feared for my life.
I pulled away but I was no compare to his iron grip. I could tell my arm was going to bruise. I gulped as I stared in those eyes, they seemed so bloodthirsty.
"Well, it's good to know you recognize me." He laughed manically as I cringed. I was disgusted by his good looks. They tricked the natural eye; they conveyed a false picture of decency. I felt nausea come over me.
"What do you want?" I barely mumbled out loud. His smile increased. I wanted to puke.
"I
just came here to tell you not to get on that plane." He teased and
let me go. My eyes went wide with understanding. I raced back to the
boarding zone. My fears were confirmed when the gates were closed. I
begged the people to stop the plane, as my hysteria grew. They held
me back until the plane lifted off and I watched as it flew away,
stunned and afraid.
I woke up in disgust. My
conscious was punishing me, testing my bridge. I was covered in
sweat, no surprise. My legs were twisted in the sheets and I groaned
as I untangled them. Embry was still sleeping, and the clock read
6:30. I grabbed some clean clothes and headed for the shower.
I closed my eyes and let the hot water calm me. I stayed there longer that I should've. I knew I was wasting the hot water so I quickly finished up. Wrapping a towel around me I found the mirror. I wiped it clear, and stared into my eyes. But I didn't see my eyes staring back. Instead I saw puffy red eyes, they were exhausted. I looked awful. I sighed before turning away.
After I finished I returned to my room, pleased to see Embry was still resting. The boy needed more sleep. I threw on my favorite hoodie and grabbed a pencil and my sketchbook. I walked outside and welcomed the fresh morning air. I sat down on the deck and began doodling.
I drew some tiger eyes, elderly, flowers, Embry, wolves, and several cars. I wasn't getting in depth, just non-committed doodles. I looked over the pictures and stopped at Embry. I smiled, the picture mirrored him the way I liked him best. When he didn't know I knew he was staring at me.
I traced my fingers along his jaw line. I tried to smile but I couldn't. I couldn't help but think this was all fake. That I was sleeping, no probably a coma, I presumed. Someone probably got there revenge on me. I was probably shot or pushed off a cliff in someone's trunk. Scratch that, both. I was shot then thrown of a cliff then shot again. I groaned as I pinched myself. It hurt, damn. This is real.
"Hey." A husky voice announced from behind me. I turned around, meeting the eyes of my intruder. I quickly covered my work.
"Hey Paul." I greeted. I tried to convey a happy look.
"What'cha doin?" He questioned. I lifted my sketchbook. He nodded.
"What are you doing up?" I asked him abruptly.
"Couldn't sleep. You?" Paul replied simply. I nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, me too." I sighed.
"How can you not be tired? You were working all day yesterday. You should be dead tired right now." I accused. He sighed.
"Even comas can't keep the mind from wondering. You would know." He replied. It seemed like he had just read my mind.
"What are you thinking about? I mean you have people constantly reading your mind, you shouldn't have these problems." I told him.
"There are ways around the pack plural, and everybody has problems." He explained. His eyes were sad, and I was curious.
"You want to talk about it?" I asked him. He looked away. I wasn't about to try and force him to talk; I am not a hypocrite.
"I guess if there is anyone I would talk to about this it would be you. Because I know you would understand, but not today." He decided. I nodded my head. I never expected Paul to be so, human.
"You can talk to me whenever you want. If you ever need to let something out." Paul told me. I nodded, excepting his friendship.
"Yeah, you too." I returned the favor. He nodded then walked away. I decided I had enough drawing and I returned inside. I went back upstairs.
Embry's eyes fluttered as I reached the top of the stairs, I smiled. It was impossible to be sad in his presence. Every time I looked at him butterflies attacked my stomach. I walked over to bed, and smiled at my personal Adonis. I leaned over Embry and gave him a kiss. He responded, and I laughed at that. He of course didn't think it was funny, so he grabbed me and dragged me on the bed next to him. Well at least he's awake now.
"What's so funny now?" He teased as he pinned me down. I shook my head giggling but that only enticed the sleepy wolf. There was a distinct mischievous look in his eyes, included with his sexy grin.
"Hmm, I wonder where you're ticklish." Embry stated, grinning wider. I looked at him wide eyed and struggled to escape. He straddled my waist and held me down. I almost couldn't focus with the sexy man on top of me but fear of the tickling kept me on task. I screamed for help but it was all in the fun of our game.
"Embry, come on." I begged as he started the torture. I giggled and squealed and I laughed till tears came out my eyes.
"If you don't stop now I am going to pee my pants." I told him after several minutes. He quickly got off, and I guarded my sides, just in case. We spent several minutes to calm our laughing hysteria before he grabbed some clothes and headed downstairs. I followed him down the stairs, remembering I left my cell on the sink. He looked back at me following and laughed. He walked into the bathroom, but before he shut the door I walked in. He gave me a look, and I smiled.
"What, are you joining me?" He asked happily.
"As much as I appreciate the offer I just came to get my cell. I don't mind watching if you really want me too though." I teased, and he laughed as he held the door open for me.
"No, its ok." He teased back, smiling his gorgeous smile.
"You're loss." I joked as I left, grabbing my phone and putting an extra swing in my step. He chuckled at the action as he shut the door.
As I walked down into the living room I checked my messages. I had more than enough. I had at least 3 messages from my friend Rosa so I decided to call her.
"Liz?"
I heard a voice state after the ringing stopped.
"Hey Rosie? Qu
est'ce qui se passe?" I greeted in French. A joke we had since we
took French together for the past 3 years.
"Omg, Ou es tu?"
She questioned. I could tell it wasn't a mad or worried tone.
"Um,Je ne sais pas." I told her, not wanting to tell the
truth.
"Une vache." She teased. I laughed lightly knowing she
wasn't serious.
"Ou est Caryl?" I asked worried. I knew they
would probably be hanging out.
"Um,…" She stated before I
heard a distinct high pitch sound.
"Salut ma amie!" She
screamed in the background. I groaned. She too took French with
us.
"Bonjour Caryl." I sighed saying hello to my hyper
friend.
"So, Ou es tu?" Rosa probed again. I sighed.
"La
Push." I mumbled. They screeched so high and loud I pulled the
phone away in pain.
"Quoi? Omg! Nous aller visiter!" Caryl
squealed into my phone.
"Non. Vous ne devoirs pas. " I argued
not wanting to share my find.
"Pourquoi, I made you read
twilight." Caryl argued giving up on the French. I sighed,
"When
shall I expect you?" I questioned them knowing they were
right.
"Hmm, it's a surprise." I heard Rosa tease.
"Well,
call okay?" I told them before saying goodbye. I smiled. I missed
my friends; they had always been there.
I felt my stomach grumble, and I decided to make something to eat. As I entered the kitchen, I waved to Jared and Kim at the table.
"Hey were heading over to Sam's, pack meeting. Everyone's going. Is Embry up yet?" Jared asked. I nodded.
"Hmm, maybe I'll wait till we get to Emily's to eat." I told them as I closed the fridge I had been staring in.
" So who were you on the phone with, sounded like not english." Kim teased. I laughed.
" Yeah, that was my friends , Rosa and Caryl." I told her.
"I didn't know you spoke French. Were they friends from NY? Kim questioned curiously.
"Yeah, there from back home. They are coming to visit, it should be interesting." I told them. I knew that having them here would be crazy. My two hyper friends were huge fan girls. I feared for my new friends lives. They would surely be strangled and suffocated by hugs.
I went back upstairs to find Embry. The bathroom door was open so I knew he was finished showering. I continued up to the bedroom. I called his name as I ran up the stairs.
"Embry!" I called in a baby voice as a joke.
"Hey, babe." He said as he moved to the top of the stairs so I could see him. He pulled a shirt over his head, as I reached him.
"Hey, were heading over to Sam's. Are you ready to go?" I asked as he greeted me with a kiss.
"Yeah, let's go." He told me.
As we arrived at Sam's I heard my stomach grumble. I was beginning to think it knew when we were at Emily's. We opened the door and greeted our friends. Everyone was at the table eating. I grabbed a plate and followed their action.
After sufficiently stuffing my face and stealing Quil's muffin I moved into the living room, where the meeting was located.
"Okay, well we have a few things to discuss so listen up." Sam told us in a commanding voice.
"First to start up I want to remind you that we are having fireworks tonight to celebrate July 4th. I know you were all disappointed that we had to work that day, so Emily suggested we have a party tonight. You don't need to bring anything, we already have everything." Sam told us. I hadn't even realized we missed it. Ugh, I really have to pay more attention.
"Also, Liz asked us if we would come over to their place for a party next Friday. If you have any questions ask her, because I know nothing." He joked before continuing.
"Okay lastly, the Cullen's have contacted me, and they want to discuss returning. I am asking for you all to think about it before we vote on allowing them to return or not. We're going to have another meeting on Wednesday and I ask that you all return. Imprints are invited, and I will notify the council." He told us before releasing us. Everyone looked pretty distraught about the Cullen's and I could tell Embry was deep in thought.
We decided to just hang at Emily's until the party started, in case she needed help.
A/N: Here's the translation in case you don't speak French. Its pretty basic, but I was bored.
Qu
est'ce qui se passe?" Whats up?
" Ou es tu?" Where are
you?
"Je ne sais pas." I don't know
"Une vache." You
cow
"Ou est Caryl?" Where is caryl?
"Salut ma amie!"
Hey my friend.
"Bonjour Caryl." Hello Caryl.
"So, Ou es
tu?" Where are you?
"Quoi? Omg! Nous aller visiter!" what?
We are going to visit
"Non. Vous ne devoirs pas. " No, you
mustn't
"Pourquoi" Why?
Good times, right? Any guess about her past now? Please review!