Let Me Love You
Chapter Sixteen
As soon as I turned around, my eyes set on a figure I would rather not enjoy looking at. It was Him, and it nerved me that he had an all too annoying smirk while he gazed behind me at Bella.
Punch the guy out, rip him to shreds, you know you want to, Greeny encouraged. I was actually considering the idea while I saw him take a step forward, opening his mouth to speak to her.
Then, surprising all three of us, Alice popped out of nowhere by Bella's side and started talking animatedly, dragging her off to a more secluded area for 'girl talk'.
"OMG Bella! That was the best concert I've ever been to! You were amazing out there, who did your makeup? Gosh, I loved your outfits. They were fab, so cute, but still..." I didn't get to hear the rest as they walked through the door, inside the building.
Relief washed over me, and I grinned as I saw Shane recover from his shock and his expression turned into one of anger, as he stomped off in the direction he came in.
I was in such high spirits, I almost ran out from back stage and jumped into the crowd that was still cheering for a couple more minutes, but I held back, thinking better of it incase my marble-like body broke any bones from the impact.
Damn what a bitch, taking my toy away from me.
Who the hell was that? The voice seemed oddly familiar; I know I've heard it before...
I was about to push the thoughts running through my mind away from me when a caught an image that froze me completely like an underdressed human in the arctic.
I saw Him was in the building's bathroom, fixing his hair in the mirror. Shane, you are one handsome devil, yes you are, he purred, as he brought up his right hand to fix a single hair out of order. To himself by the way. (Don't worry, you're not the only one creeped out by that)
Confusion covered me as I recalled him blocking his mind when he was anywhere near me after he was informed of my talent. He must've forgotten to after being away from my presence for so long, I concluded.
I was going to tune him out once more, but the thoughts and images were pushed through to me loud and clear, I couldn't block them out even if I wanted to.
I think Taylor was the worst fling I've ever had. Or was it Tasha? Eh whatever, I'm not calling her again, that's for sure. Lisa was way more fun, she gave me a hicky that lasted for three weeks.
Suddenly an image of a redhead with long wavy hair came into view, looking thoroughly stoned at the moment, but quickly vanished as a more attractive tall African American, and then she started talking.
"Come here Shany," she said in a low voice as I saw pale arms lifting a shirt over, covering my view and...
Oh no. Oh no, No, NO, NOOOO! I'm not even going to tell you what happened next. Let's just say I'm pretty much scared for life.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my face contorting of pain from enduring the unwanted movie playing in my head, as I fought to get His thoughts out, but it was a force that shoved back twice as hard. I felt the desperate need to bang my head against the wall, but there were too many human eyes lingering around to see if it would help get me away from the images. Oh the images, I shuddered.
He was just like all the other hormone crazed teens, possibly even more fowl. I was disgusted with how I found out all about his little flings and scandals he's been keeping from the press, the Volturi, but worst of all, Bella. Bella...how could he do this to her? She didn't deserve this kind of hurt, especially not like this.
As soon as they stopped, I fell against the wall, my hand clutched to my chest as if I just had a heart attack, and my eyes wide still in disbelief. I then realized that a fan girl with frizzy bleach blond hair had tapped Shane's shoulder to ask—more like squealed—for an autograph, therefore, snapping the guy out of his disgusting rated-R thoughts.
"Dude, what's up with you?" I nearly jumped out of my own skin from Emmett's booming voice.
"God! Don't do that!" I hissed.
"Well you look like you just walked in on Carlisle and Esme gettin' it on, so sorry if I'm just concerned for my lil bro." he crossed his arms and pouted. I, once again, shuddered from the not-wanted picture that was beginning to form in my head, but I was interrupted when Jasper popped out from around the corner.
Jeez, where the hell are they coming from?
"So there you guys a-AHHHH" Jasper shrieked before falling onto the ground in a fetal position, rocking back and forth.
"Scared, so scared" he kept repeating over and over again, shivering in fear.
"Yo, what did you do to him?" Emmett laughed, poking him with a stick. Where did he get that?
"I didn't to anything!"
Edward! Why the hell are you feeling so freaking scared for? Get me out of this state! This is all your fault! Jasper was yelling. Mentally over course.
I then remembered why I was officially scarred for life-I mean for my existence. Damn, how the hell do I get him out of my own traumatized state?
An idea suddenly came to me. I was a little nervous considering I wasn't a hundred percent sure it was going to be effective, but it was worth a shot, seeing as Jasper started dry sobbing like a little girl now.
"Emmett, stop poking him with that stick and take a step back." I ordered.
Emmett raised an eyebrow, but did as asked.
I then pulled back my fist and sent it flying with a –WHAM- right at my blonde brother's head.
Jasper fell back with his arms and legs stretched out on the carpeted flooring of the hallway we were currently in. I could almost see stars circling around his head like a halo before he sat up and said "Thanks."
"Anyway, what was up with the look?" Emmett tried to do an interpretation of what my face looked like, but I doubt he got it right. Why? Because he looked like a dieing pig, that no amount of vampire beauty could make the least bit attractive.
"Well the look," I paused, still trying—but failing—to not narrow my eyes in a way to show that I truly thought he was that stupid, "was from something I just found out." I replied. And so I began explaining what Shane's thoughts to them, and what was going through his mind (hey, if I was going to be scarred for the rest of my existence, can't I at least have them scarred along with me?), ending just when the fan girl (yes, she went into the men's bathroom. Some humans can take things a little too far sometimes) stopped him from continuing on with his pleasure; in other words, my torture.
"That bastard! I'm going to kill the little shithole!" Emmett roared in as much hate as I felt. She was considered as his little sister, and he too felt the need to protect her as much as I did. Which was why I stopped him after me and Jasper got a good grip on him, keeping him from charging in the direction of the washrooms.
"Wait! We can't do anything or else Bella will find out." I grunted out, having a hard time holding him back. As soon as I said that, Emmett instantly stopped, and turned and gave me an exasperated look.
"Isn't that the point? We have to let her know what this guy's doing to her! She has the right to know!"
"But it'll hurt her. Think about it, do you really want to see her go through that kind of pain? She, of all people, doesn't deserve that, and you should know that."
Emmett stayed quiet as he thought about it.
"He does have a point, man." Jasper spoke up.
"I know," he sighed. "But then what do we do? We can't just sit back and let it keep on happening." Emmett leaned against the wall and sank down, sitting on the balls of his feet.
He was right, we couldn't. But then what could we do?
We were quiet, racking through our brains worriedly as we all thought the same question. Although Jasper wasn't as close to Bella—being the shy type of guy that wasn't used to opening up to new people, like he was—as the rest of us, he still considered her as family. It almost surprised me how much Emmett, not a very bright guy, deliberated the upsides and downsides of the possible initiatives we could take, when I took a glimpse in his mind.
"I have an idea." Jasper sprung up to his feet in one fluid, graceful, movement.
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OMG I'm SO sorry it took this long to get this chapter out. I was going to write it earlier but I was pretty busy with homework and THEN my computer started lagging on me on the weekend (don't worry, I was cussing a LOT too xD). But I bet some of you were happy that you got it right on who they saw! LOL And sorry ellen, I didn't mean to sound like a bitch or anything, I was just confused and thought you might have been talking about something else because I don't remember everything I've written (especially if I haven't updated in a long time). Sometimes when people point things out in previous chapters, I skim through them and I feel like smacking myself for putting it there. Yeah, I'm weird, but anyway, I'm getting off topic, just wanted to say sorry if I pissed you off or anything.
Oh, and THANK YOU for all the reviews! :D I seriously didn't think I'd get that many hehe, btw I kinda need a huge favor (well depending how you look at it). I can't decided on which of these two songs I want to use and it's a big part of the story, so I'd need to tell you what's going to happen. Yeah, it'd spoil a big chunk of it, but if you don't mind, PM or let me know in a review!
Aiit imma shut up now, c ya! :)
PS: thank you I love all the Cullen boysEJE I'll try to stick your first idea into the story once I figure out if it'll work and then if it does, I need to figure how to do it :P, but i'm sorry I can't put the second one in because of what I want to write for later on, but I think they're great ideas anyway! :D