DISCLAIMER: ALL KNOWN CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHANIE MEYER. I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA. THIS STORY IS MERELY FOR FUN.
"Cheated"
"So the lion fell in love with the lamb." ~Edward
"Embry used to call them 'Hall Monitors On Steroids'..." ~Jacob
"One more thing. Never turn you're back on the enemy." ~Jasper
"Sometimes I forget that I'm kissing a vampire." ~Bella
. . .
Dear Trent,
Okay, so everything at school today was great, except for the fact that I have most of my classes with the one kid who can't stand me. But, the feelings pretty mutual. I love all my classes, especially French, but sadly I have that with the kid I was talking about earlier. He's going to make that class hell. I can deal, though. I also found out that I'm by far the best at improving in drama. Have you heard anything from mom? I haven't seen her writing to you, but I know she does. She misses you so much...we both do. Anyway, I can't write much,I have a lot of homework. I hope your doing alright, and I'm still expecting a letter from you! Okay, someone's at the door, so I better go. I love you.
Love, Belle.
. . .
Suddenly, I heard someone pounding on the front door. I walked downstairs, trying to hurry because whoever it was really wanted me to open the door. I flung the door open to reveal a soaking wet Embry.
"I'm here to work on the project," he gasped, clearly out of breath.
"Oh my god! What happened to you?" I pulled him in the house and ran to get some towels.
"Well, I decided to get some exercise by walking here, but it started pouring."
I laughed at him, "Okay, well you just get dry. I'll go get some of my dad's sweats."
Running upstairs, I quickly grabbed a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I handed it to him, and he went to change. He came out fresh and dry.
"All good?"
He nodded, "So we better start on our scene for drama."
"Embry, we have all of tomorrow to work on it! I have other homework to do right now."
He sighed, "Alright, well can I chill here while I wait for the rain to lighten up."
"Of course."
We spent the next half hour doing homework and talking. When the rain finally let up, he grabbed his stuff and jogged home. I collapsed on the couch, wanting to watch T.V. When I finally got comfortable, I heard someone angrily pounding their fist on the door. Grunting, I rolled off the couch and went to the door. I opened it a little and when I saw it was Jacob, opened it all the way, allowing him to come in.
He came in, forcefully shoving me out of the way.
"Are you alone?" he growled at me.
"Yeah, is everything alright?" I asked him. I inspected his face and saw his features were hard. He was inhaling deeply, his nostrils flared.
"I thought Embry was here?"
"He just left. Jake, what's going on?" I asked, trying to get him to look at me.
He stormed around my house, looking for something. He ignored my protests to stop and finally he turned to look at me. I saw something change in his eyes.
"Lock your doors, and don't let any strangers in the house," he snarled as he walked out, slamming the door behind him.
That was weird. It was at that moment that I didn't feel so alone in my house anymore. I shivered as I stood up and grabbed my leather jacket, deciding that maybe a walk we make me feel better.
I walked around the neighborhood a bit, noticing that the sun was trying to come out of the clouds. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I flinched, turning around.
"Hi," the stranger said. "I'm Nate."
I looked him up and down. He was beautiful. His skin was extremly pale and contrasted with his black cropped hair. His eyes were a dark brown, they almost looked red. He was wearing dark jeans, and a blue button up shirt, the top few buttons unbuttoned. He wore a tan trench coat over his outfit, and I noticed his expensive looking Italian shoes.
"Um, hi," I muttered, skeptical.
"I'm new around here and don't know anyone. Mind if I join you on your walk?" he said, a coy smile playing on his lips.
He looked dangerous, so I don't know why I said yes, but something about him pulled me in.
"Do you want to walk on the trail over there?" he asked, pointing.
I shrugged. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking "Why would you go into the woods with someone you just met, Belle?" Well, I can see people on the trail, and he doesn't look like he's very strong. I can probably take him. Probably.
We walked along the path, passing mulitple people. We talked quietly, and suddenly we emerged into a large clearing.
"Look, there's the rest of the path," Nate said, pointing.
I followed him down the narrower, less troden path. We wandered into another, much smaller clearing. I suddenly remembered that we hadn't passed any people in quite a while. I turned to ask Nate where we were, but saw him looking at me with a devilish glint in his eyes. He crouched over and walked towards me.
"Nate, what are you doing?" I stammered.
"Oh my dear, Belle. You don't know how hard I've been trying to resist you. I can't take it anymore, but don't worry. Your death with be quick, painless."
I froze. I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for a fight. I could feel a huge scream building up in my throat. He stepped closer, wrapping his hand around my throat as he lifting me up off the ground. I let out a scream, but considering he was cutting off my windpipe, it came out as more of a lame squeak.
His grip tightened around my neck as he lifted me higher off the ground. I was dangling at least a foot in the air. I clawed at his ice cold hands that had a vise-like grip on my neck. My fingers started to fumble and I found it harder and harder to keep strugling. Suddenly, I felt myself fly into the air and slam down hard against the damp earth.
I sat up, looking around. I wasn't sure if what I was seeing was real, or a hallucination caused by my oxygen deprived brain. I blinked and saw three HUGE wolves standing in front of me, their focus on Nate. There was a black one, and a redish brown one. There was also a silver one, and that one was currently barring it's teeth at Nate while clawing at his throat. I saw the black one turn to me and let a loud snarl loose.
Then I was running. It didn't feel like my brain was in control of my feet, but I kept running. Once I made it out of the woods I stopped by my jeep, trying to catch my breath. I panted as I leaned against the car. I clutched my chest, it was starting to feel tight. I controlled my breathing, trying not to hyperventalate as I climbed in my car. I started it and drove quickly to Embry's, not caring about the speed limit. I parked and ran up to his door. He opened it and his eyes widened. I couldn't hear anything except the rushing of my blood in my ears. He took me inside and sat me down on the couch. I watched him go to the phone, his back to me.
As I sat there, I could feel the muscles in my right leg twitching. I ground my teeth together, shutting my eyes. I breathed slowly in and out, trying to shake off my sudden dizzyness. It suddenly felt like my neck was burning and I stratched at it. The tightness in my chest was back and I breathed deeply. Embry hung up and came over to me.
I saw his lips moving, but I couldn't understand what he was saying.
"C-c-cold," I stammered, my teeth starting to chatter.
He draped a blanket over my shoulders and took my hands in his.
"Belle," he said firmly. I looked in his eyes, trying to focus on what he was saying. "What happened?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but instead I burst into tears. He quickly pulled me into a hug before towing me outside to my car. The keys were still in the ignition and he started it up.
Moments later we arrived at a small house that was surrounded by trees. At this point, I'd stopped crying and had quieted down to just some sniffling. My breathing and heart rate had returned to normal. Embry pulled me into the house. I saw a young woman there, and noticed she had scars all along her face. I forced myself to stop staring and instead stared at the floor.
"Belle, this is Emily, Sam's fiance," Embry said, gesturing to the woman.
She smiled at me and helped me over to the couch. I suddenly felt extremely tired. I laid down, closing my eyes and quickly drifting into a restless sleep.
I could hear voices, but I knew I wasn't awake. It was one of those weird sleeps where your sleeping but you can still hear what's going on around you.
"What the hell is going on Sam?" Emily whispered angrily.
"How much do you know?"
"Nothing! All I know is that you suddenly left saying it was 'ugrent'. A little after that Embry shows up with her and she looks as though she's seen a ghost!" Emily whisper yelled at Sam.
"I'll explain everything later."
I drifted back to sleep but woke what felt like a few minutes later. I saw that all the guys were there. I sat up, looking around the room. Sam and Emily were sitting on the fire place, Jake was streched out in the middle of the floor, Seth was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, facing me, Embry and Jared were leaning up against the other end of the couch, Quil was sitting in the armchair, and Paul was in the corner, his knees tucked up close to his chest. He looked mad.
"Oh, your awake!" Seth said, stepping into the room.
Everyone turned away from the T.V. to smile at me.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Well, you showed up at my house and you looked scared, so I brought you here and you fell asleep," Embry informed me.
"I mean in the woods. This guy...he tried to kill me," I murmured.
I saw Paul clench his jaw, his nostrils flaring. Odd.
"Belle, there's something we have to tell you...about that guy," Jacob said.
"What?"
I saw Sam sigh. "Belle, there's a reason your alive."
"I know, some wolves showed up and ripped him off of me. Then the big black one growled at me so I took the chance I had to bolt," I said, starting to feel more like myself.
I watched as Emily turned to glare at Sam.
"Yeah, well that guy-"
"Nate," I said, cutting Sam off.
"Nate," he corrected, "isn't human."
"Then what is he?"
"He's a vampire," Sam deadpanned.
I blinked, "You're joking right?"
He shook his head sadly. "I wish I was. And the reason he didn't kill you, is because everyone here, with the exception of Emily, is a werewolf."
"So it was you guys who stopped Nate from killing me?"
He nodded, "Jake's the red one, Paul's the silver one, and I'm the black one. Sorry for scaring you."
I took a deep breath, trying to take all this in. "So you all can change into wovles?"
They nodded and I shook my head. "I did not see that coming..." I paused. "Wait, how did you know where to find me?"
"We'd been following Nate's scent, that's why I went to your house," Jake said quickly.
"He's dead though, right? Everything's safe?" I asked, looking at everyone hoping to get a yes.
I saw Jared shake his head, "He was able to push Paul off of him and he got away."
I froze, "My mom."
"She called me earlier. She wanted me to tell you that she's going on a business trip to L.A. for the next three days," Emily chimed in.
"Oh, okay. So tell me more about you guys and your wolfness," I said, interested.
They spent the next hour explaining all the legends to me, they even told me about the Cullens. I was most interested in the part about imprinting though.
"So, has anyone here imprinted?"
"Yeah, Sam imprinted on Emily. Quil, Paul, Jared, and I have all imprinted also," Jake told me.
"Who'd you guys imprint on?"
"I imprinted on a girl from school, Kim," Jared said, a smile on his face.
"Yeah, about imprinting, it doesn't always have to be on someone your age..." Jake said.
"Yeah, you said it was about protecting someone, not necessarily about loving them," I commented, nodding.
"Mhm, so knowing that, I imprinted on Emily's niece, Claire. She's two," Quil said.
"I imprinted on Edward and Bella Cullen's daughter, Renesmee," Jake said. "Do you want to meet her?" I nodded, smiling as I stood up. "Well then, let's go to the Cullens!"
Suddenly Paul stood up. "You're taking her there?!" he snarled at Jacob and I was a little frightened by his tone.
Jake nodded, "She'll be fine."
"She just had a traumatic experience involving a vampire. So do you really think it's a good idea to be taking her to a house full of vampires," Paul said, shaking slightly.
"Paul, you have to trust that she'll be okay with Jacob," Sam said sternly, putting a hand on Paul's shoulder. Paul relaxed, nodding as he sat back down.
"You ready to go meet some vegetarian vampires?" Jake said to me, a huge grin plastered to his face.
"Um, sure..."
A/N: Jeez, it's so easy to just write and write and write! Hope you guys like this chapter, tell me what ya think! There will be a lot happening in the next chapter, so be ready for a long read! :) Sorry if some of this chapter feels rushed, or slow, there was just so much that needed to happen.