Hey thanks everyone for voting! [I know I posted the question just last night and most of you haven't voted but what the hell, go ahead]
But the truth of the matter is, I have no plot ideas for the Sequel- UNLESS someone will help me with a plot. Because I can think O f none, I have a pretty good ending set up and ready at the moment that pretty much won't allow any sequel to happen.
And Yeah I do have writer's block [yes this very second, just as I'm about to delve into the chapter] because this is probably the climax of the story [I know what you're thinking "didn't you already have like 3 climaxes?" my answer to that is Yes. But this is the most climactic of climaxes- and do you know why? Because it is the LAST climax! Be happy- or sad, whichever you prefer]
-Sigh- now onto my life. Everything is bad. My parents are getting rid of our cars and someone smashed in our back windshield and almost stole our DVD player [Our dog's barking scared them off] in our expedition. We have an expedition and a fusion and we're going to sell them, we're going to get a used car, and my old iPod just froze up and broke. So now I have no music.
Jeez the economy is bad. I pray you all are doing better.
D POV (Listen to "Your Guardian Angel" by: The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus while reading Dean's POV)
Listen the fact of the matter is her whole life is endanger. You can either be a man and step up the plate- or be a whiny little tween and run and hide.
Seth's cold-but so true words played like a rewind on a video tape over and over in my head as my paws pounded into the earth. 'You can either be a man and step up to the plate- or you can be a whiny little tween and run and hide', that phrase, stuck with me. Really this was the time to prove myself to Lizzy-and everyone else, that I fought for what I loved. People said you get this chance once in a lifetime- it just so happened to be now. I love Lizzy, I had to protect her. Just like that song I played for her 'even if saving you sends me to heaven'. That was truer than she knew. I'll be damned if I let her get away from me without me telling her that. I couldn't let anything hurt her, physically or emotionally. I wished I'd at least been there for her before I was turned into a werewolf, to help her through the years with her father; I'd known him. I respected him.
That was the wrong thing to do.
That man didn't deserve my respect or anyone else's. It still killed me today to know that every day I saw her, and never cared enough to actually see what was plainly there.
But that was the past, the point was, I promised Lizzy that as long as I was around, she would be safe. I intended to keep that promise. Lizzy was my everything now.
I had always been a loner-only caring for myself, when Lizzy came along; she opened my eyes to beauty, to love. She pulled back the heavy curtain and let the light shine on my life, I was addicted to that light-was addicted to her. Lately I haven't thought about the future, and I really should have been. I didn't think of the consequences.
One day, I wanted to marry Lizzy. One day, I wanted to have kids. One day, I wanted to work to pay the bills. One day, I wanted to be able to go and help my children move into their dorms at college. One day, I wanted to grow old with Lizzy. One day, I wanted to be laid to rest next to her for the rest of eternity. And on this day, I was going to make it so all those days could be possible.
It didn't matter what kind of man I was now-it only mattered what kind of man I would become.
I was such an idiot to leave like that, I didn't realize how good I had it with her, she could have easily not returned my feelings, I could have easily turned into a creepy stalker just admiring her from afar, I could have easily turned into a lost puppy just following her around looking for scraps of affection. But she gave me so much more; this imprinting thing was like being on a trapeze, the other person has to catch you, and if they don't…there's no safety net. But Lizzy was gracious enough to catch me-to save me. And I just let her fall instead of catching her.
It had been so hard when I'd first imprinted; just admiring her from afar, hanging off her every word-especially when she spoke of me. I had tried to act cool and uncaring, but it was all vain; Lizzy broke through my barriers, and claimed me. She stole my heart-and I don't want it back.
When I first admitted I had imprinted on her, in the music room, there had been a flurry of emotions. At first, I was sure she didn't return my feelings, that all I had heard while I was on the soccer field was a sick joke my mind had played on me. And then, I told her, and I felt free. But only for half a second before she didn't answer. Then I felt despair and desolation, I thought she was overwhelmed and didn't feel the same way. I couldn't even bring myself to feel embarrassment for expressing my feelings, because I wasn't sorry for loving her; I would never be sorry. Then, my world came together when she turned me around and kissed me, everything was right in the world at that moment.
Then Edward and Alice had come, and I had my first confrontation with Edward. I would be a liar if I said I wasn't afraid of him- I was afraid out of my wits, but I wasn't going to let my own fear stand in the way of protecting Lizzy.
Now we're at this point, and as I reflect on these things, they only make my feet pump harder and faster towards Forks.
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L POV (Listen to "My Last Breath" by: Evanescence while reading L POV)
"What happened to our truce?" Edward called out angrily. "I guess you can't keep your animalistic rivalry at bay for too long could you?" Oh… that was a low blow, all the wolves growled so apparently we were on the same page.
"Edward, what are you doing?" I asked; what was happening?
He looked at me for a second before turning back to the pack. "I don't know. What IS happening?" He asked in a nonchalant voice. "Do you want me to lie to her to protect your 'honor'? Or do you want her to know the truth?" He asked them, with acid practically seeping from between his teeth.
He paused for a second before, laughing cold and hard. "No I will not make Lizzy go in the house- yet." He added.
"Why would I go in the house?" I asked both the pack and Edward.
"The wolves say we broke the treaty by me turning your Mother, so they've come to slaughter us." He seethed the word slaughter. What? Why would they do that? Oh just what I need!
Why would the pack attack us? This wasn't fair. Why were they ruining my happiness? They know what I've been through, and what Mom has been through. Were they that ready to kill us? Why does my world always have to collapse before it has a chance to live?
"I don't know Lizzy, those are all very good questions," Edward spoke loudly, to me, but it was aimed towards the pack. "Why would the pack attack us, even after one of their own used to hit you?" I never asked that… what was Edward's problem? He was usually Mr. Calm-Cool-and Collected, he knew it hit a nerve in everyone to speak of Jacob.
"Why is the pack ruining your happiness? Are they that ready to kill us?" You could see the expressions of the pack change and get angrier with every flippant comment from Edward. He was handling this wrong; this would definitely end in violence if this went on.
"Edward, stop." Mom said just before I was about to. "You're doing this wrong." She placed her hand on his shoulder. He visibly calmed down from his tensed up mood and he sighed.
"Fine." He looked up at the pack with a business-like expression. "So, you are blaming us for something one of your own caused?" He asked calmly. This somehow seemed deadlier.
He turned to us. "They say we shouldn't have invited him to dinner." He turned back to the pack.
"Well in my humble opinion, he should have told you." He replied. That was true, Dean never told the pack…
The pack grumbled and Edward turned to us. "They say, he shouldn't have had to report to them for something like this in the first place." He sighed and turned back to them.
"Well he should have prepared at least." He replied. The pack obviously had a pretty provocative rebuttal, because Edward's face contorted into rage.
"Are you saying we shouldn't have saved Bella? Do you think your silly little rules are more important than Bella's life?!" He screamed. Mom placed her hands atop his shoulders once again.
"Edward, stop it!"
"No! They think that they can just say that and get away with it?" He fought against Mom's iron grip; I could see her struggling to keep her hold on him.
Carlisle, Uncle Jasper, and Uncle Emmett went to help restrain Edward, while Aunt Rosalie made her way to take a protective stance in front of me, which surprised me-weren't we just fighting a few seconds ago? She glanced up and said, "I may not like it, but you're family. And I protect my family." This shocked me even more.
Maybe she did have a human side.
The electricity in the air then erupted into an inferno when the wolves motioned to each other and start closing their circle in on us. I frantically looked around me as the remorseful eyes of the wolves screamed 'I'm sorry' to me, before pushing me away and out of the assault circle. They butt their noses at my back and I flew behind them and landed on the ground. I looked back and they were just about to pounce on my family.
Terror washed through me like little ice pricks, this would be the last time I saw any of them.
No Dean. No Mom. No family. No nothing.
After this, not even a crutch would be able to help me; I was about to break my other leg. I always saw myself as strong-independent. I was strong, but I wasn't wonder woman. I had limits, I had a breaking point. I can handle the physical things in life. Bruises heal. But emotional blows never heal; there will always be a scar. I always thought I had it rough with Jacob, I now wished I could go back to that life. If being under Jacob's rule meant my family and my love would be safe-then I'd happily go back. But what sucks about life is, it's written in pen. You can't go back. You can scratch out what you did so it's almost indecipherable-but it's always there. Eventually after too many scratches, the paper starts to look sloppy and unattractive. But you're stuck with it; you don't get another piece of paper.
I stole one last glance at them. Mom was gripping Edward's waist and staring at me with hopelessness in her eyes; Edward was busy trying to defend Mom, not even looking at me. Uncle Emmett was snarling at the wolves while holding Aunt Rosalie behind him, Uncle Jasper was gripping Aunt Alice tightly to his side-his eyes were crazed and he swiping at the space between him and the approaching wolves. Carlisle and Esme were just looking mournfully into each others' eyes.
I desperately didn't want this picture to be my last memories of them.
I shut my eyes and covered my ears, I was grateful for the blackness my eyelids provided me; it let me close off from the rest of the world.
Suddenly, there was silence.
"Stop!" A voice echoed through the air. Not only a voice, the most beautiful voice I'd ever known, a voice I never thought I'd hear again. My head shot up and Dean stood there in his human form with his hands clenched into fists.
"Sam what are you doing?!" He shouted, Sam-of course-didn't answer him. "Don't kill them. They didn't do anything." He commanded. Sam growled in his direction.
"And I don't even care if you are the alpha, if it causes the one I love pain, then I'm not in." He still loved me? I felt like I wanted to do a back flip. "You'll have to kill me first." The blood drained from my face.
I put my hands on the ground and shoved myself up and ran towards Dean; I could feel my heart burning and my lungs screaming for air, but I ignored it. I pretty much crashed into him; I wrapped my arms around his waist and started crying. I squeezed as hard as I could before I felt a hand come down on my head and stroke it.
"I'm back Liz, to stay." He whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine. He kept his arm around my waist and I turned to face the wolves. We were two parts of one whole; we were going to do this together.
"Now," Dean spoke in that demanding voice from before. "You can't kill the Cullens." He just said.
Edward spoke up. "Their wondering why."
"You can't blame them for something I caused, it was my fault, I 'attacked' Bella. She is one of their own. If anyone should be attacked, it should be me." He stated, my heart rate picked up, I hated it when he spoke of death. "I broke the treaty by attacking her, I made the first offense which started a chain reaction, it's me who should be punished." He stated. Everyone was silent. "I will die for them if I have to." He offered one last time.
"Look at you! You're being such savages, you think you're protecting everyone in La Push, but you are only making fools of yourselves. You believe vampires are bad-murderers. Well look in the compromising position you're in right now, you are about to become murderers, do you really want that on conscience?
"Even if they are vampires, these people are as important to me as they are to Lizzy. You would be destroying a great bond we share by 'abiding your laws'. So make your choice, do you want to become what you hate most? Or will you preserve something special?" He finished with just a tiny smile on his face; I didn't speak. I was too much in shock. That was one of the coolest things I'd ever seen him do-I fell even more in love with him. I never thought it was possible.
The wolves looked around at each other and started slowly backing up and retreating into the forest leaving us all alone.
The Cullens, Mom, and I stared at Dean in awe. I realized just how lucky I was to have him-I wasn't special, but this magnificent creature wanted me. It was something I couldn't fathom, but was grateful for. I used to think of him as boy, but now I say him for what he really was. He was a man. Even though he is young, he still surpasses Jacob. I felt tears gather in my eyes as I hugged him tighter to my body.
"Dean…" I gasped as I inhaled his scent and felt myself slowly fill with life again.
"Lizzy…" I sighed a he gripped me and crushed me to his bare chest, I got comfortable, I could definitely get used to this.
"I love you… I love you…" I whispered.
"I love you Liz, more than my own life, I always will. Even if that means I have to give my life for you." I cried harder into his chest.
I reached up on my tiptoes and smashed my lips to his; they were warm and soft and molded with mine perfectly. I vaguely registered everyone walking back into the house unwillingly. I guess they didn't appreciate me hogging Dean. But I didn't care about that. I didn't care about anything anymore.
All that mattered was that the storybook ending.
The prince came and rescued the princess from the dragon named life-And they both, along with the royal family, lived happily ever after.
SORT OF THE END! I say sort of because all those icky little loose ends will be tied up in the epilogue [aka next chapter]
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