AN: Get comfy guys this is a L-O-N-G chapter!
Once again italics are thoughts Edward can hear. Bold are thoughts Lenai is blocking.
I do not own any recognizable characters from the Twilight saga those characters are the sole property of Stephenie Meyer.
Summer's End
LPOV
August, I can't believe it's already August. I think for the hundredth time this morning as I cram my books into my already bursting at the seams backpack. I wonder if anyone at school will remember me? I used to have a lot of friends, but since going back to live with Dad and only visiting Gran during the summers I have let most of those relationships fall by the wayside. At least I won't be the only new student; I'm sure the new kids from the reservation will draw most of the attention away from me. I have that to be thankful for at least. I wonder if I'll have any of the Cullens in my classes? Alice told me they all decided to enroll as Juniors this year. I guess they normally split between Juniors and Seniors, but for some reason Carlisle decided they should all be in my grade. That's fine by me; I'd hate to see any of them leave at the end of the year. I wonder if this is going to make their cover story more difficult to believe. Five sixteen and seventeen year old children in one house is a bit of a stretch.
Carlisle and Esme have decided to claim Edward and Alice are twins as well as Jasper and Rose being twins. Emmett is supposedly the older brother of Alice and Edward by only ten months. I raised my doubts about the believability of this claim but Alice convinced them it would be fine. Who am I to argue with Alice.
A high pitched horn beeps impatiently as I throw my backpack over one shoulder grabbing a granola bar as I head out the front door. "I'm coming, I'm coming." I yell. Geesh, impatient vampires.
My jaw drops seeing all five of the Cullens standing waiting for me in the drive next to an amazing SUV. "Um guys, when do you get that?" I know I have never seen this car in their garages.
"You like it?" Alice chirps bouncing on the balls of her feet. "We had to get a bigger car to be able to pick you up for school."
"You bought a new car just so you could give me a ride to school?" I ask incredulously. I can't believe the way they spend money like it's nothing. "Couldn't we just take two cars?"
"We thought about that." Edward answers sending a cryptic look at the others. "But after Emmett threw Jasper through the living room window arguing over who's car you would ride in, Esme decided it was time to buy a new car. She didn't want to be replacing furniture and windows every morning."
"You have got to be kidding me!" I shout, "My god how old are you?" I add forcing my face to look fierce and angry. The looks of chagrin in Emmett and Jasper's faces is to much causing me to loose focus. I laugh uncontrollably for a couple of minutes. Everyone looks at me as though I've lost my mind. "You guys are really good for my ego." I cough out trying to regain my breath as I climb in the back sitting by Alice.
Edward and Rose climb in the front seats. Rose searches for a good radio station while Edward pulls out of the driveway spraying rocks in an arch behind us as the tires spin hitting the asphalt.
"Hey Edward, can you turn on the heater please? It's kind of like a refrigerator in here with you guys."
I ask as we head down the 101 to Forks.
His laughter is light causing a small pleasant chill to run along the skin at the back of my neck as he turns on the heater and glances at me through the rear view mirror. I'm going to like seeing him everyday. Yet another good thing about school; Edward won't be able to avoid being around me. I smile as I remember the time we spent together in Chicago, before he started pulling away.
A small crowd stands around three tables set up on the sidewalk in front of the administration building as we pull in. Signs taped to the table with large letters dividing the alphabet inform students where to line up to get their schedules. Normally Gran would have had all the class schedules mailed out weeks ago, but with the extra work involved in getting the new students transferred from the reservation she was unable to finish them in time. UGH, I head to the last table and stand behind two other students in the U-Z line. Fortunate for me not many people last names beginning with the last six letters of the alphabet. Glancing over the other lines I see Jasper and Rosalie standing in the middle of a fairly long line, further down at the first table Alice, Edward, and Emmett are waiting very impatiently at the very end of a very long line. I snicker knowing how it must be driving them insane to wait behind so many slow humans.
"Your name hon?" A grey haired woman asks, without looking up, as I step to the table.
"Lenai VanBorg." I answer still watching my frustrated friends with amusement.
"Here you are. First hour won't start till 8:00 am this morning due to having to get everyone their schedules. Make sure you are there on time." she informs me in a monotone as she hands me my schedule.
Taking a quick glance at my schedule I run over to Alice and hand it to her. "So who's in my classes?" I ask.
"I don't know, we're still in line." she answers bitterly.
Alice is bouncing on the balls of her feet and leaning over to look past the line of kids in front of them. "UHHH why couldn't Bella have gotten us our schedules!" she growls.
"Well that would be favoritism." I answer. "As you can see, she didn't get me mine early either."
"True little miss I only had to stand in line behind two people." Alice spits out sticking her tongue out at me.
My side cramps from laughing so hard at her childish behavior. Breathing deeply I force myself to calm down. "So Alice," I ask pausing to calm the last of my giggling. "why don't you know who's in my classes. Can't you just 'look' and see?"
Alice's face shows utter frustration. "No, I can't. I can't see anything related to school. I saw things that happened earlier this morning and I can see things later in the day but the entire time we are at school is completely black, and I don't know why."
"We've been trying to figure out what's causing these blank spots for Alice, but Carlisle has not clue as to what could be behind it." Edward answers solemnly. "It's been infuriating for her. We all have become very dependent upon her ability."
"I'm sorry Alice." I say genuinely. This must be part of the reason her moods have been unpredictable lately.
I remain in line with them for another ten minutes. I excitedly pull my own schedule and Alice's out of her hand to compare them. I have first hour French and fifth hour Geometry with her. I squeal excitedly hugging Alice before I hand back her schedule.
"What classes do you two have together?" Emmett asks. "Let me see your schedules."
"I have third hour with you Lenai, and I have sixth hour with Alice." Emmett states happily.
Jasper and Rose walk over to join us as Edward grabs the three schedules out of Emmett's hands glancing at them quickly. "Hey Jasper, Rose give me your schedules. We're seeing who's in Lenai's classes."
"So... what class do I have with her?" Rose asks impatiently.
"You have second hour with her." He answers.
"Jasper your in Chemistry with her, and I have Geometry with her. We both have Open session music for fourth hour and Orchestra together." Edward tells everyone.
"I didn't realize you played an instrument." I state dumbly as I stare at him. I can't believe he never told me he's a musician. The resounding laughter from the others and Edward's almost shy stare at his shoes tells me there must be more to this than him simply playing an instrument. "So?"
"I play the piano a bit." he answers. His answer earns more booming laughter from Emmett.
A loud prolonged bong sounds from the school's speaker system alerting students to get to their classrooms. Alice grabs my hand racing me away toward building four.
Alice drags me into our classroom claiming two seats in the front row. "Alice, I'd rather sit in the back." I whisper.
"Silly Lenai, only the slackers sit back there." she answers.
"Yah, I know. That was kind of the whole idea. I hate French; I only took it because I have to have two years of foreign language and they don't offer German." I reply sarcastically.
Alice gives me a look that says 'I can't believe you're saying that'. "Why don't you like French?"
"I don't know French. I already know German, I grew up speaking German. Of course Forks doesn't offer German." I rant as she smiles at my outburst.
The classroom door shuts loudly as an exuberant and slightly eccentric woman, dressed in a rainbow of bright colors and so many necklaces that she sounds like a tambourine walking down the aisle, greets the class in what I must assume is French.
"Hello, for those who did not understand what I have just said, my name is Mrs. Dupren. This is French 1 if you are not supposed to be in this class please leave now." Snickers fill the room as a gangly red headed boy with more freckles than skin gets up and shuffles out the door. "There's always one." Mrs. Dupren laughs. "Since class is cut short today we will go around the room introducing ourselves. You will tell your name, and your favorite color; I will then translate it into French which you will repeat. Any questions?"
A tall boy with greasy brown hair and a severe case of acne raises his hand in the back of the room. "Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Go! This will be the only time you disrupt my class in such a juvenile manner." Mrs. Dupren demands in a voice bordering on hysterical. Pulling a small amount of her overly curly black hair from one of her poofy pony tails she exhales forcefully before turing a smile toward the class. "Please move your chairs into a circle."
Everyone listens immediately, fearing the wrath of the obviously unstable Mrs. Dupren. One by one we state our name and favorite color and painfully repeat after Mrs. Dupren. Alice elbows me lightly as I finish butchering my name and favorite color. Mrs. Dupren looks at Alice waiting for her to speak.
"Bonjour, mon nom est Alice Cullen. Ma couleur préférée est clair." Alice speaks in perfect French.
( Hello, my name is Alice Cullen. My favorite color is clear.)
Mrs. Dupren's eyebrows arch as she looks unimpressed at Alice. "Oui, Mlle Cullen je vois que vous avez pris le français avant, mais qui ne vous donne pas droit à être irrespectueux de ma classe."
(Yes, Miss Cullen I see you have taken French before, however that does not entitle you to be disrespectful in my class.)
"My name is Alice Cullen. My favorite color is" Alice pauses and glares at Mrs. Dupren before finishing. "blue."
Mrs. Dupren returns Alice's spiteful glare before moving on to her next victim. The bell rings as the she approaches the last student. Ahh saved by the bell. I grab my backpack off the back of my chair and dash out of the room with Alice by my side.
"Want me to walk you to your next class?" Alice asks.
My attention is drawn away from Alice by a very tall boy with silky black hair pulled back into a low pony tail. His shoulders are almost as broad as Emmett's. His muscles ripple under his tight black shirt as he passes Alice and I. A low growl emanates from Alice. I turn back to face her trying to figure out what is wrong. Her face is scrunched up as if she smells something particularly nasty, death rays shoot from her eyes in the direction of the boy who just passed us. Cold hands rest on my shoulders; I turn around meeting the concerned gaze of Emmett and Rose.
"Come on let's get you to your next class." Emmett says seriously.
"What am I missing here guys? Why did Alice just turn all predator like and where did you guys come from?" I ask feeling a little unsure.
"It's nothing, come on I can't wait for class." Rose says linking her hand with mine as we rush away toward our class. Emmett and Alice head in the opposite direction as we enter our classroom. Fashion Design Ms McClellan was written in elegant scrawl across the board.
Fashion Design is going to be a much more enjoyable class than French. We take our seats at small tables with fold away sewing machines stowed inside. All heads turn as Ms. McClellan walk into the classroom. Her wavy blonde hair hangs just below her shoulders almost reflecting the light it's so shiny. Her clothes scream of designer labels but how could she afford to dress like that on a teachers salary?
"Hello class. I don't believe in lengthy introductions or wasting time going over rules. Most of you should be able to read my name on the board." She jokes. " So with that covered. The most important rules in this class are... Don't break your machines, don't mess with anyone else's machines, and be original." she walks around the classroom quietly writing names on a seating chart. "I hope you like where you are sitting, these will be your seats for the rest of the year."
She finishes filling out her seating chart placing it on her desk and turing to open a large cupboard beside the door. "Let's get to work. There are design books of every generation and style in here organized by year. By the end of the week I expect you to be familiar with not only general design vocabulary which you will find in chapter one of your text books but I will also expect you to have chosen and drawn up starter images of five outfits you will be producing by the end of this semester. Come on, what are you all sitting there for let's get busy."
Rose and I grab four books each from differing decades and return to our seats scooting closer together so we can share ideas. This is definitely going to be my favorite class.
"Hey Lenai, what do you think about this one?" Rose asks in a whisper.
"Oh wow that is fabulous! If you cut the sleeves off here and angled them up, trimmed off the neckline a bit and raised the bottom about two inches you would never guess it was based off a pattern sixty years old! Can I play with that one, or were you going to use it?" I exclaim giving Rose my best puppy dog eyes.
"I would love for you to play with it." she responds excitedly. "Look at the designer's name."
"R.E. Whitsper. Should I recognize it?" I ask confused.
Her face lights up slightly as she grabs a piece of paper and writes out: Rose. Emmett. Whitlock Jasper
"What!" I almost scream. Every girl in the room including Ms. McClellan looks my way to see what the commotion is about. Returning my voice to a whisper I turn to Rose, "Are you trying to tell me this is yours?" She nods emphatically confirming my deduction. I pull a pen out of my backpack and on the slip of paper she had passed me I write in huge capital letters : WOW
We continue searching through eight decades of designs looking for ideas to use in our projects. As the bell rings we pack our backpacks and return the catalog books to the cabinet. We pass Ms. McClellan on our way out the door.
"Girls, did you have fun today?" She asks with a knowing smile her eyes alight with delight.
"Oh yes! I already love this class!" I nearly scream at her.
Ms. McClellan smiles and returns to the classroom leaving Rose and I in the hallway. "Rosie baby, ahh I've missed you!" Emmett booms from the end of the hall a huge smile lighting up his face as he runs at just above human pace toward us.
I laugh as Emmett picks Rose up wrapping her in his arms and spinning in circles while kissing her passionately. "Um guys, people are starting to watch." I warn them.
"Good, my Rosie loves an audience." Emmett replies never taking his lips away from Roses'. As if to confirm his statement Rose tangles her fingers through his hair and pulls him closer. I am so glad Rose and Emmett enrolled in my grade; this is going to be the best year!
Rose and Emmett pull apart abruptly visibly tensing sending sweeping glances up and down the hallway each turning to face different directions. Once again I am left staring at my friends' confusing behavior. Moments later two more exceptionally large boys with tan skin and shoulder length dark hair walk toward each other meeting directly in front of us. Growls escape both Emmett and Rose as their eyes meet those of the boys. A chill runs down my spine witnessing a depth of hatred I never knew could exist between four people. After only seconds, which feel like hours the boys move down the hall. Rose takes my hand a little to tightly causing me to cry out as she pulls me down the hallway.
"Ouch Rose! I'm not a four year old, I can walk on my own you know." Rose stops for a moment looking at me with concern.
"Sorry. I forget your a bit fragile." She apologizes.
"Yah you know me the crystal vase." I smirk in reply. I really don't mind them thinking of me as fragile; I understand that they really could break me as easily as a cheap glass. I just don't like it when they point it out; I hate feeling weak. They don't do it often but it hurts a little every time they do.
Rose kisses Emmett passionately standing outside the door to mine and Emmett's English class. "I'll save you a spot Emmett." I say as I brush past them.
A balding slightly obese man stands at the front of the class taking paperback books out of a cardboard box making stacks of six.
"Ahh good I have a volunteer." he says happily staring right at me. I look around hoping he means someone, anyone else but no, I'm the first person in the room. "Take a stack of these books to each of the front desks please."
I do as he bids and choose a seat at the back of the room tossing my backpack on the seat next to me to save it for Emmett. Emmett slides into his seat just as the bell rings.
"Alright, each of you have a student manual that states the rules of the house so lets not waste mine or your time going over what you already know. Those of you in the front row take a book off of the stacks in front of you and pass them back. We will be having open discussion on chapter one tomorrow. Since I'm a nice guy I'm giving you the rest of the period for silent reading instead of giving you homework on the first day of school." he announces before turning and taking a seat behind his massive desk. The greasy haired kid from French, 'potty boy' as I had mentally named him turns and smiles at me as he hands me my copy of A Streetcar Named Desire. UGH, of all the books we could read he would have to pick the only required reading book I actually hate. I drudged through the first chapter and put my book away with ten minutes to spare before the bell rings. Pulling out a spiral notebook I start doodling possible designs I want to work on for Ms. McClellan's class.
"That one's nice." Emmett whispers as he points to the second design on my page. I smile and flick my head to the side briefly to thank him just as the bell rings.
"Finally, I thought this class would never end!" I complain.
"Your stomach is complaining almost as loud as you are. Let's go get lunch." he replies.
Alice, Jasper, and Edward meet up with us outside the cafeteria. "Hey Emmett, Rose asked me to tell you to meet her down by the football field. I guess she has something she needs to speak with you about." Jasper tells Emmett as soon as they reach us.
"Alright we'll catch up with you guys later."
Entering the cafeteria with Alice, Edward and Jasper is an interesting experience. The entire room fell silent as every pair of eyes turn to take in the newcomers. A rush of hushed conversation picks up immediately as several students standing near to us back away or turn to find seats without getting food.
An entertained sneer graces Edward's face as he leans in to whisper in my ear, "They're afraid but they don't know it. It's called self preservation, something you and your grandmother obviously lack."
"Why would they be afraid? You aren't going to hurt anyone; you only feed off of animals?" I ask without speaking. His talent is interesting. I have learned to use it to my advantage when I want a question answered that I know Emmett or Jasper would just love to tease me about. Edward never teases, well at least not nearly as embarrassingly as Jasper and Emmett do, and he always answers my questions. It's nice having him around, I'm not nervous to ask him questions that might make me look dumb.
"They should be afraid, we're their natural predators. Even though they don't know what we are their bodies are warning them. You should be afraid too." He replies.
I roll my eyes at him and walk to the food line picking up a tray. "You know Edward, your not half the monster you think you are. Watch the eleven o clock news, you'll see real monsters, and they're all human. You are what you choose to be."
Edward cuts in front of me at the end of the line and pays for both our lunches ignoring the daggers I throw at him with my glare. I follow him to a table at the far end of the cafeteria and take a seat across from him.
"How have your classes been so far Lenai?" Jasper asks as he takes a seat next to Edward. Alice playfully bumps my chair as she sits between Jasper and I.
"They've been okay. Alice insulted the French teacher." Jasper gives Alice a reproving glance before returning his attention to me. "I swear Emmett had a comic book inside his copy of Streetcar Named Desire in English. Design was the best though, Rose and I spent the entire hour just going through old fashion catalogues looking for ideas. She showed me one of her old designs; it was amazing. I'm going to use it for the basis of one of my designs for our semester project." I answer.
"So what's with all the hatred between you guys and the reservation boys?" I ask finally getting a chance to hopefully get some answers.
Edward quickly glances at Alice and Jasper shaking his head slightly before answering me. I hate it when they do that. "It's nothing, they have legends about us. They have been taught to hate our family."
"All the reservation kids know about..." I lean in closer whispering as if someone might be listening "your secret? Won't they tell?"
"No, only some of them know, the others all think it's a bunch of stupid superstition." Edward answers.
"So why are they all so massive? I swear one of those guys was bigger than Emmett, they're kind of scary." I ask keeping my voice a whisper.
"It's in their jeans." Alice laughs.
I don't know why but I know they're lying to me. Maybe their not lying outright but there's something they're not telling me. I am going to find out what it is. I'll talk to Gran about it tonight.
"Lenai," Edward gives me a serious look. "Why are you composing again?"
"Oh no reason. I just wanted a bit of privacy." I answer continuing to eat my food and trying to figure out what it is about those boys that just doesn't feel right.
I finish my lunch and stand up to go throw it away. Edward starts to come with me. "I'm going to go say hi to Gran before my next class. I'll see you guys later." Edward still tries to come with me. "I don't need an escort. I am able to find my way, really." "Sit down Edward, you guys have followed me everywhere today it's starting to creep me out a little. I'm just going to Gran's office." Edward listens and sits back down although he does not seem to happy about it.
EPOV
Alice was right Lenai is much more perceptive than Bella was. She has only seen three of the pack and she's already starting to connect the dots. She has not spoken with any of them yet, and if we can prevent it she won't need to speak to any of them the entire year. Bella made it perfectly clear she does not want Lenai around the pack. She made sure one of us were in each of Lenai's classes so we could stay by her in the hallways. Bella may not have had any common sense when she was younger and befriended the wolves, but at least she is wise enough to know they won't make good friends for Lenai. I could argue that we don't exactly make good friends for Lenai either, but if she has to choose between us and a pack of wild dogs we are definitely the better choice.
I listen for any alarming thoughts that might be coming from the direction of Bella's office. No one seems to be in the hallways. There's ten more minutes before the lunch bell rings signaling the change in lunch breaks. I decide to wander the halls and listen for the wolves thoughts. Getting up from the table I grab my tray and throw away the untouched food.
"Keep an eye on her Edward. I don't like the way the dogs have been passing her after every class. I know Bella set up her schedule so there shouldn't be any accidental meetings; they seem to be seeking her out." Alice advises. I nod almost imperceptibly and head off toward Bella's office.
The office seems empty as I approach it. No voices or thoughts can be heard, the familiar strands of music I have come to enjoy are not present either. I push the door open gently and peak inside. Bella is standing at the front counter sorting papers.
"Hey Ms. Bells" I call out in greeting just in case someone is within hearing distance.
"Hi Edward, come on in." She answers with a smile. "How's your first day going?"
"Well enough, I came by to see if Lenai was here. She said she wanted to come to your office and left the cafeteria early."
"No, she didn't come by. Check the music room, she may be in there. That's where I've found her every time she has been missing since she was nine." Bella answers with a happy smile.
"Alright thanks." I reply as I'm walking out the door. I don't like Lenai wandering off on her own like this. Maybe we should tell her about the threat the wolves present. She isn't aware that she should be being careful.
I enter building two as the lunch bell rings. Walking down the corridor I am completely distracted by dancing notes coming through the music room doors. My mind for once is cleared of the juvenile thoughts of the teens swarming around me. The enchanting melody lifts me above the boredom that has been my day. I turn into the room silently so as not to disturb whomever is playing the piano. Instantly I recoil at the stench coming from the room. I tense involuntarily searching the room for my enemy. Lenai sits at the piano playing with her eyes closed entirely lost in her music and unaware of the filthy mongrel standing only inches behind her glaring at her with open hostility.
The beast places his hands on her shoulders. Lenai tenses instantly bringing her hands down flat on the keys creating a horrid noise. His head whips in my direction as the closing door carries my scent into the room.
"Filthy bloodsucker! She has your scent all over her, I could kill her in a heartbeat." My lips curl over my teeth as his fingers move from her shoulders to her neck.
"Does that upset you? What about this?" The dog leans down running his tongue along Lenai's jawbone and sliding his hands down her shoulders to her arms moving his hands to brush against the sides of her shirt.
Lenai is shaking uncontrollably her teeth bite down deeply on her lower lip. I can smell her blood breaking free from the inside of her lip as tears form in her tightly closed eyes. "Oh God please help me, God don't let this happen please!" her mind screams.
I pounce without thought. I can't let this vile creature torture her any longer. I grab her out of his hands forming a protective cage around her body with my arms before crashing into the wall on the other side of the large room.
"This isn't over leech." He threatens as he walks calmly out the doors.
Lenai is shaking and sobbing in my arms still calling out to her God for help. I can feel her mind closing down going into a protective state of shock. "It's okay Lenai, it's okay. I'm here now, I'm not letting go of you." I run my hand soothingly over her soft hair holding her around the waist with my other arm. Her body begins convulsing more as her mind blanks. I pull her tighter to my chest. Her body folds up in my lap as her sobs shake her entire core. I place my lips on her hair whispering reassuring words between gentle kisses trying to calm her down. "It's okay love, it's okay. It'll be alright." I whisper as the door opens.
"Oh my God, what's wrong with her." A middle aged woman runs over and stoops beside us. "Lenai." she states shocked. "What happened to her!"
"When I came in one of the reservation guys was behind her. She did not know he was there. Then he reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders before licking down her jaw line. He ran his hands down her arms feeling her breast before he saw me and ran out the door. I'm trying to calm her down but I think she's in shock." I reply trying to tell everything that happened but being careful to sound like a freaked out teenager. If this woman sees my true fury she will know immediately what I am.
"Let's get her to the nurses office." The teacher demands. "Thank you God for letting this boy walk in when he did. Who knows what would have happened if not for him."
"My dad is Lenai's doctor maybe we should take her to him, I think she's going into shock." I say.
The woman looks at me doubtfully but picks up the classroom phone.
"Ms. Swan we have an incident in the music room. Your granddaughter is involved. There is a young man here who says he should take her to his father. He claims his dad is Lenai's doctor. Should I bring her to the nurses office?" The woman asks into the phone.
"No, I think she's okay just a little shaken up. The boy got here in time to stop anything from happening." She pauses while listening. "His name? Oh yes of course." "I'll ask."
"Tell her it's Edward Cullen." I answer before she can even ask.
"He says his name is Edward Cullen." she informs Bella and waits for the reply. "Of course, I'll let him know."
"Ms. Swan said to take Lenai to your father and to let him know she will be there as soon as she has the situation dealt with here at the school."
I nod affirmatively to her and pick Lenai up heading toward the door. "You'll make sure they know what happened right."
"Of course, do you know the boy?"
"No but I could point him out when I see him again." I reply.
I place Lenai in the passenger seat of the SUV and fasten her seatbelt. Walking around to the drivers door I send a text to Alice: Everyone home now. 911 Lenai. Alice will pass it on. I throw the vehicle into drive and race to the house.
"Carlisle!" I call out as I lift Lenai from the seat. Her body is no longer shaking but she still has not regained consciousness. Flashes of memory light in my mind as she processes what has happened to her. Carlisle opens the front door as I reach the front steps.
"What happened?"
"She's in shock. One of the werewolves threatened and sexually assaulted her in the music room. I walked in on them. I don't know if he was doing it to get to us or to harm her." I answer seething with anger.
"Take her to Alice's room. I'll be right up." He answers.
I run her up the stairs and lay her in the bed bringing the covers up under her chin. Climbing on the bed I lay on my side facing her listening for her unguarded thoughts while brushing her hair back with my hand and once again whispering words of encouragement and comfort. "It's okay, your home now, no one is going to hurt you. We won't let anyone hurt you ever again." She replays in her mind the attack. I can almost physically feel the heavy hot hands on my arms and neck as she relives what happened to her. As his breath draws near her face intense rage burns in me.
Picking Lenai up in my arms I bury my face in her hair as dry sobs heave my body. Rocking her back and forth I kiss her hair making promises I swear to protect with my very life. "No one will ever touch you like that again my love, I'm so sorry I wasn't there." As the words leave my mouth I realize they are more true than I knew. Somehow this attack has shown me my true feelings for Lenai. Now is not the time to dissect those feelings though, for now I need to focus on Lenai.
Carlisle comes into the room giving me a curious glance when he sees the intimate position in which I am embracing Lenai. "How's she doing son?" He asks as he puts a stethoscope to her back and places his hand on her wrist taking her pulse.
"She keeps reliving what that dog did to her. Her memories are so vivid I can almost feel it myself, but she didn't see his face." I answer my pain clearly audible.
"Her respiration and heart rate are normal, and her skin doesn't feel clammy so I think she'll come out of her shock on her own pretty quickly. She just needs to rest. Her body shut down to protect itself." He tells me in the same manner he would speak to his patients families.
"I know that Carlisle, but thanks." I answer.
"Lay her down Edward she needs to rest and she's not going to be comfortable in your arms. I'll tell the others what happened so you can stay with her."
The front door opens downstairs. The concerned voices of my family can be heard and Carlisle leaves Alice's room shutting the door behind him.
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