Removing my hand from the side of her face, I quickly clamped it over her big mouth, attempting and miserably failing to stop the loud squeal she was emitting.
"Aunt Alice, please. The last thing I need is for daddy to listen in. I've shown you a detailed description of what happened in the parking lot a week ago. Now it is your turn to share. What is going on? Why is everyone so apprehensive?"
"Now is not the time to tell. You'll know in time."
"That is so not fair!"
"That is life my dear," she sang as she bounced out of my room.
Alice and her stupid tricks… UGH! I was sure feeding on her curiosity would work this time. Flopping back on my bed, I placed a pillow over my head and screamed out my frustrations, even though I knew the pillow would not stop everyone from hearing it. I was dying to know why out of the blue everyone in the house began walking on edge. Even Seth and Emmett who were the household's goofballs seemed slightly overwrought now. I hated being the child here. Everyone knew yet no one would spill. It had to be something serious because Leah was still here.
Once a month she would stay for a week's time till the imprinting pain of being apart wore off and then she would be off to her life in sunny California where she had money and women galore, so I would assume. A couple of years ago after she graduated from college she invented some gizmo that now turned into an overnight phenomenon. So it is safe to say she was living the life. I have never been to her place but Seth and Jacob both say it is amazing. It is a home any millionaire would own in Bel-Air.
If I could get my grubby hands on that darned lamp from Aladdin and have Genie grant me one wish, I'd wish that Leah never invented that stupid must-have. I know it seems extremely selfish of me, but still. If that had not happened she would still be living with us and I would get to see her every day and spend every waking minute with her like I use to. She'd still be a bit distant at first because of my molestation of her when she was asleep one random night I was overtaken by my sexual frustration. I'm still miffed she denied me because I was told the imprinter had to be whatever the imprinted needed them to be and right then I needed her to be my call girl. But anyway, we would have gotten over it if she had just stayed like Seth and Jacob had.
Jacob and Seth could've left as well but they didn't because they felt a bond with all of us. We were a family. Jacob earned a Bachelor's in Business and was working on his Bachelor's in Mechanical Engineering. He owned two or three auto shops in Washington, all of which he managed from afar. The biggest one was located in La Push where Quill and Embry co-owned and managed. They would've come along to live with us but Quill had Claire, who was about nine or ten years old now, and Embry was all his mother had, plus he had an on again off again girlfriend of five years named Angela he wouldn't part with. They visit from time to time though. So yeah, they couldn't leave.
Seth was in his last year of getting his Bachelor's in Marketing so he might be off to see the world soon but he was still here. He even stopped by to have lunch with us in the high school every day.
Thinking of her was getting old really fast. Fuck imprinting and fuck her. I thought imprinting was some magical, irresistible, indissoluble bond between two people. It doesn't seem to be because she's resisting perfectly fine while I sit here with a useless beating organ trying to pull me to her every second of the day. Sometimes I wish I were normal, like my mother use to be. Or at the very least have the option she had to choose which life I wanted.
Tired of moping about in my room, I headed to the kitchen where mom, grandpa, and grandma were making dinner. It smelled like lasagna to me. I didn't feel like eating so I just headed to the fridge and grabbed a bag of deer blood. All the vampires in the house think it is disgusting, preferring their meal be fresh. Nothing says fresh like blood seeping from the wounds of their pray. I could care less. Blood was blood. So I popped the plastic bag in the microwave for about fifteen seconds to warm it up and stuck a straw in it, my version of a Capri-sun. I began to laugh at the grimace I received from those in the kitchen as I made my way to the back yard.
Sliding the glass door open I noticed Aunt Alice and Rosalie sun bathing in their latest bikinis, glittering like disco balls in the rare Yonatan, Montana sunshine. I took a seat in the available lawn chair next to them as I noticed the others. Jasper, Seth, Emmett, Leah, Jacob, and Dad were playing football. It seemed to be Vamps vs. Wolves. Wolves were skins and oh what a sight that was. I barely noticed anyone else as I instinctively zoomed in on Leah in a sports bra and barely there running shorts that sinfully displayed her toned arms, abdomen, and legs that glistened with sweat. My goodness, she placed the Goddess Nike to shame as her golden, tan complexion shimmered in the sunlight.
I guess the amount of lust I was radiating was intense because Jasper, who had the ball, got distracted and looked at me with a knowing look which caused him not to see Leah charging at him at full speed. She tackled him, her smile at full beam, as she rubbed it in his face. Jasper then looked at me as though I were to blame for his defeat, causing Leah to follow his gaze to me. Our eyes locked and I would be damned if I were the one to break it. So I kept my gaze until she just smiled and turned back towards her team's huddle as everyone started to laugh once they looked over at me. What are they laughing at?
"Renesmee, I think you missed your mouth," spoke Aunt Rosalie, who didn't move an inch from where she lay. Aunt Alice turned her attention towards me and began to have a giggling fit. Looking down I saw blood covering the entire front of my tank top as I began to feel blood dripping from my chin. Oh my. How fucking embarrassing. I felt myself turning red, to match the blood dripping off of me as I raced to my room.
After I cleaned and composed myself, I stepped out of my bathroom to find my mother waiting for me on my bed.
"Not now mom."
"I think you get that from me."
"Get what?" I asked as I plopped face down on my bed next to her.
"Oh you know, the easiness of being the center of embarrassing moments along with having your face turn redder than a tomato. At least you are not an accident on legs. For that you can thank your father."
I just groaned.
"Cheer up sweetie. Dinner's almost ready. I expect you to be down there in thirty minutes," she stated, swatting me on the butt as she left my turquoise domain.
With another groan, I decided to take a nap…
When I awoke, it was dark out. It must be past eight then. I hope they left something for me to eat. Climbing off of my four post bed, I was sluggishly on my way down stairs as I wiped the remainder of sleep from my crusted eyes. I began to hear whispers as I neared the stairs.
"They've all stopped phasing except for Quill, Collin, and Brady and they need them there to protect the reservation."
"I've tried to contact as many people as I could but they don't seem to think them a threat to us anymore after their spectacle after her birth."
"Charlotte and Peter are on their way."
"You are sure it's in eight days Alice?"
"Yes Carlisle."
"Do you not think it rude to listen in on the conversations of others?" murmured a voice behind me that belonged to my father. My heart skyrocketed out of its usual location and collided with my brain as I was inches away from breaking my neck down the stairs from my leap. Luckily my dad caught a hold of me in time.
"Ever as graceful as your mother I see."
"I heard that," said my mother who was now at the bottom of the stairs looking up at the both of us. Darn my half human senses. I didn't even hear or feel him behind me.
"Sleeping Beauty is awake? Finally! Let's go hunting!" bellowed Emmett as he joined my mother at the bottom of the stairs.
"No thanks."
Removing myself from my father's grip I made my way to the kitchen, bypassing my mother and Emmett's sad puppy dog look. Stealing a glance at the living room, it seemed everyone tried to look as if they weren't having a very important meeting merely seconds ago. Leah and Seth unpaused their PS3 game as Rosalie continued to file her nails. Alice began flipping though a Victoria Secret's catalogue while Jacob gave her his score of how sexy each item was. Jasper began reading a book. Grandma and Grandpa just cuddled on the couch flipping through a photo album. That was nicely done I suppose but they weren't fooling me one bit. I was almost too scared to assume what they were speaking of as my only valid conclusion began screaming from the back of my mind where I tried to hold it off.
Marching to the kitchen I took my plate that was lovingly placed for me in the oven, grabbed a fork, and made my way towards the oversized coach and sat next to Jacob at the very end. Seth turned off the game after Leah beat him to a bloody pulp and put on a movie. I couldn't help stealing glances at Leah as my thoughts ran thousands of miles per minute. Did I mishear? Was it true? Why wouldn't they tell me something this important? What did the others want from me? I had no special power, just a hybrid that could show a slideshow from her palm.
All of a sudden piercing hot pain began building behind my eyes, momentarily blinding me and leaving me speechless. I heard my plate shatter on the marble floor. Once it began seeping into my brain and down my spine I heard my scream coat the air. Mine was not the only one as I began to hear the rest of my family's pain.
"Bella, use your shield!"
"Leah, get my baby!"
It was true, and they were here. The Volturi were here.
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