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CHAPTER TWELVE- SHRUGGING

"Do. You. Love. Me?" he asked. The pain of rejection was bad, I mean terrible. Knowing that he didn't love me. But when he questions my love for him that is wore. It's like someone pushed me into water that was 70 degrees below 0. So I did the only thing I could think of: I slapped him. I slapped him hard across the face and stood up.

"How dare you!" I yelled. "Do I love you? Does the world spin around the sun? What the hell kind of question is that?" Questioning my love for him was worse than death. I pushed him, and when our skin made contact I felt the same spark that I felt the first day I met him. That same pull to him, that same attraction, and love that I have always felt. I pushed him again, harder this time, along with a growl that ripped through my mouth. He stumbled back, and into the wall. "I can't believe you would ask me that, Seth." My voice was filled with desperation, tears threatened to spill over and it leaked into my voice.

Seth's eyes softened, into that brown that makes me smile. His angry face became one of pure guilt and love. His hand reached and brushed my cheek, his warm hand cupping my face. I had no choice but to look into his eyes, his beautiful sorry eyes.

"Ryann," he whispered. "Ryann, I love you. But how can I trust you? You've lied about everything, Ryann. Everything." He drawled out the word. "I know you love me, almost as much as I love you." I was about to object but he put a finger over my mouth. "But think about it Ryann. If I lied to you about everything, would you trust me?" he asked. He waited a moment, letting me take this in, before removing the finger from my mouth. I didn't answer, but I leaned in and pressed a small kiss on his lips. Then I pulled back and looked up at him from behind my lashes.

"Seth, I'm going to let the thing about you loving me more, go. But you also have to understand. If you were being hunted, and telling me everything would get me killed, would you tell me? Would you risk it?" I asked him. He hesitated, I could see that he wanted to say yes, but he knew he really wouldn't do that. He sighed in defeat and I smiled a little. "Seth, there are things you don't understand," I told him. He grabbed me by the shoulders; his grip was firm but did not hurt me. There was a now angry glint in his eye, but it was masked by the still guilty face.

"Then tell me," he said harshly. I smiled wider at him, I think he was trying to be a little scary, but it wasn't working.

"Well I started to, but then you asked the dumbest question in the world," I said with a laugh. The anger in his eyes vanished as quickly as it came and his face pulled up into one of the brightest smiles I have ever seen him make. His arms wrapped around me and he pulled me close to his chest. I smiled wider, if that was possible, while his beautiful scent surrounded me and his strong arms locked me in his embrace.

"Um… hello? Glad you love each other, and stuff. But I still have questions," Emmett, so rudely, interrupted. Seth pulled away from me and smiled at him. I had totally forgotten they were even this room; all I could focus on was Seth. I blushed and looked down, almost all confidence was gone. Seth seemed to notice that and he snaked his hand back around my waist. I smiled up at him. He smiled down and led me back to the chair, sitting next to me.

"Okay. Bring on the questions…again," I said with a small smile.

"Why do you shift into animals?" Rosalie asked. I shrugged.

"I don't know. My parents were from different tribes, my bothers thought that was the case. We just shift, not much else to it," I answered simply. Emmett's turn.

"And what tribes were they from?" he asked me. Again, I shrugged.

"I never cared enough to ask. It was something that has happened to me since I turned eight. It was natural, I never questioned it," I answered. Jasper's.

"Why would the Volturi be hunting you?" he asked. I sighed, I don't have an answer to this question. So, for the third time, I shrugged.

"I never really got a chance to ask them. Curiosty, maybe? I don't know, maybe they just like to see people in pain. But I doubt they want to chat," I answered. Alice.

"How come I can't see your future? Or why Jasper can't manipulate your emotions or why Edward can't read your mind?" she asked.

"Didn't I say, one question?" I asked sarcastically. "Look, I honestly don't know why. Maybe it just comes with the genes?" I suggested. Alice huffed.

"You don't give us a lot of answers," she complained. I smiled weakly at her.

"Sorry, don't have many myself." So the next person would be…Edward.

"How good are your senses?" he asked, intrigued. I smiled at him.

"Well, they are better when I'm in my other form. I can smell, hear, and see things from miles away. But in my human form it's lessened a little. Right now, I have regular human senses," I said.

"Why?" Bella asked. She just used up her question.

"I haven't shifted in a year. The less we shift, the more our senses become normal," I said.

"And what about speed, and strength?" Sam asked me. I smiled wide.

"Well that's something that never dulls. I'm not the fastest in my family or the strongest but I'd say as fast and strong as you guys." I gestured to Sam. Leah.

"So you have shifted since you were eight? Have all your brothers shifted at that age?" she asked.

"Umm… no. There is not a specific age. We all shifted at different times. Peter, at 13. Eric, at 13. Andrew, 12. Caleb, 13. Travis, at 9. And Rhys and me at 8." Jacob's turn now.

"You told Seth that your parents had died, and so I'm guessing your brothers had raised you. But when I saw them they only looked a year or two older than you," Jacob said. I nodded.

"My father died before I was born, and my mom when I was three. Both of them murdered by the Volturi. My oldest brother, Peter, was 16 when they died. And had started shifting when I was born. He knew we couldn't go into foster care, we would get split up. So my brothers raised me and Rhys. The things is once they turned 19 they stayed like that. Peter is actually 30," I told him.

"So you can live forever?" Seth asked from beside me. I shrugged.

"I guess. Don't ask me how we die, I don't exactly know," I said.

"So… hey. Can you like show us?" Emmett asked, excitedly. I hesitated. No, this was the one question I was hopping they wouldn't ask.

"Umm…you see…" I trailed off. "We have a thing in common with the wolf pack. The mind thing, and you see shifting would mean they would hear my thoughts and…" I trailed off again. Seth hugged me.

"What did they do to you?" Seth asked me. "Did they hurt you?" His eyes widened in rage as he thought about it. I shook my head.

"No, no. I guess…I guess I'm just mad at them. I mean we use to be a big happy family, we use to always hug each other and talk and play with each other. And then when me and Rhys began shifting it all changed, I mean we were only eight, but they threw everything on me. I was no longer their little sister. They seemed to love Rhys more, taking him under their wing. And then, Rhys was killed. You have to understand he was my twin, my other half. I loved him so much, I shot down. I didn't talk to them, didn't look at them, I didn't even eat. Then they came up with this really bad idea," I said. "They actually wanted to fight the Volturi, to kill them. I knew it was stupid and pointless, so I said no. And I ran, I had to get away from them. I had to get away from my past," I finished. I widened my eyes as I realized how much I had revealed. I never meant to share that much.

"So, that's a no," Emmett mumbled, a little sad. I smiled.

"Sorry, it's a no," I answered. He pouted and bowed his head. I couldn't help but laugh, he was such a child. He reminded me of Rhys a little. Big, and scary, on the outside but like a stuffed animal on the inside. It kind of reminded me of my whole family. Well, my old family. Before they changed.

I giggled as I snuck up behind him. His back was toward me and he didn't hear me. I pushed him. "Tag! Your it!" I sang as I ran away from him.

"Ryann!" he complained. But I looked behind me to see him chasing me. I giggled again and ran away from him. I could hear his feet hit the wooden floor as he began to catch up. Then he tagged me with a laugh.

"Ha! Ha! Your it!" he snag back as he spun around and ran away. I pouted for a second before taking off after him. Our house was clean, so I didn't need to watch my step or over jump over objects. My eyes fixated on my twin brother's body as I caught up to him. He looked behind him for a quick second and noticed how close I was. I giggled as I jumped on top of him, taking him to the couch. He groaned and rolled over, shaking me off of him. I giggled again.

"Ha! I got you!" But this time I didn't jump up and run away. I stayed on the couch with Rhys, our backs on the cushions and our hands holding each other. After a few seconds of silence, both of us looking at the ceiling, I started to talk. "You ever wonder what our brothers do when they leave us?" I asked him. I felt him shrug next to me.

"Big kid stuff," he guessed. I frowned. But we were both six!

"I'm a big kid too," I complained with a whine.

"I'm sure you are, Ryann." I sat up quickly and saw Travis. I squealed and jumped off the couch and ran into his arms, I hadn't heard him enter.

"Travie!" I squealed again. He chuckled and spun me around in the air.

"Yup, it's me Ryann." He set me down on my feet. And I turned around to see Andrew.

"Andy!!" I squealed and ran towards him. But he was so tall! I ran into his shines, with a bang and fell on the floor. He chuckled and then bended over to pick me up.

"We were gone for an hour Ryann, not a year," he told me with a smile. I frowned. An hour? It seemed so much longer, oh well! They're here now! I frowned at him, he was kind of running my mood. He smiled at me, and my frown turned upside down to become a smile. He put me down and ruffled my hair.

"Boo," a voice said from behind me. I jumped up in fright. Chuckles erupted from behind me and I spun around to see my other three brothers. I ran towards Caleb, he scooped me up with a laugh.

"Hey kiddo!" he said with a smile.

"Caleb!" I exclaimed. He smiled at me before passing me to Eric. "Eric!" I shouted into his ear with a proud smile on my face.

"Hey Ry!" he said. He kissed my head before passing me to Peter, who I called Pete-Pete. He wasn't smiling like the others were; he had a sad, almost pained expression. I touched his face and frowned.

"What's wrong Pete-Pete?" I asked him with a frown. I hadn't noticed that Rhys had walked to him, in till Pete-Pete scooped him up in his other arm.

"We need to talk to you guys." I frowned, and so did Rhys.

"What's wrong?" Rhys asked him with his soft voice. Pete-Pete ignored him as he walked into the family room. I sat on Eric's lap while Rhys sat on Pete-Pete's.

"Peter," Travis began in an un-easy voice. "Maybe we should wait till their older."

"Your 12 Travis, we all know that it could happen to them at anytime," Pete-Pete said with a harsh tone. It was true Travis was only 12, but he looked at least 15.

"They're six!" Caleb yelled out, I winced. My brothers could be scary when they yelled. "They don't need to know this! They won't be able to handle it. Hell, I can't handle it and I'm 15!" He continued yelling. I looked over at Rhys, but he just shrugged, He didn't understand either.

"Eric-" I started with a whisper.

"Shh," he whispered in my ear while putting a light kiss on the top of my head.

"Do you really want to take the chance? Travis, you shifted at nine!" Pete-Pete shouted at my other older brothers. What was wrong? He was really scaring me!

"Pete-Pete?" I asked shyly, almost afraid that he would hurt me if I spoke to loud. He whipped his head around to me and glared.

"WHAT?!" He screeched at me. I let out a cry of fear. He had never, never yelled at me before. I didn't like this Pete-Pete, he scared me. I hopped off of Eric's lap and ran out of the room, tears streaming down my face.

After that night things were never the same. My brothers always seemed to be hiding a dark secret from both me and Rhys. And well, they did have a secret. A secret that ripped our family apart and left me with a big whole in my chest, and a bitter feeling towards my brothers.

HEY!!!! Kay, it wasn't THAT long, but I thought a lot was revealed. Sorry it took so long for me to update, my mom wouldn't let me use her laptop. =(. But BIG news!

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Ryann Blarewood: White Tiger.

Everything Is finally perfect in Ryann's life. Her and Rhys are finally together, with no lies or problems, and her brothers are out of her life. Everything is great, in till the Volturi kidnap her. Now, her brothers have to work with the pack and Cullens to get her back. Meanwhile, while Aro plays mind games with Ryann, she must figure out if Rhys is really dead.

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