AN: Ugh, I typed this once and all of a sudden, I needed to log in again. I tried going back so I can copy and paste, but it disappeared. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! *Tears computer apart and stomps on hardware*
I SERIOUSLY WANT TO KILL SOMETHING! I HAD OVER 2,000 WORDS TYPED AND I LOST IT!
I'm sorry, guys, but this chappie isn't going to be as great as what I had originally typed. I blame it all on the login thing.
On an offhand note, I watched Letters to Juliet and LOVED it. It was comical, sad, and romantic, all in one!
Chapter 21
Kris
"Krissie, I-"
"I'm sorry, Dillan. But I'm afraid that I don't love you anymore. It's just... I can't stand being treated like I can't handle myself. Brady took care of me, and here you are, acting as if he harrassed me the whole week."
"Which he might have!"
"Dillan, I've known Brady for less than a month. I know he's sweet and loving, and he would never push me into something I want no part of. Working at the club was your idea. Being the DJ was your idea. But this time, breaking up is my idea. I've had enough."
"Baby, I love you."
"No, you don't."
"Yes, I do, I'll prove it to you."
Dillan grabbed me forcefully and kissed me, hard, on the mouth. I lifted my knee and jabbed him in the forbidden place. Dillan yelled out and backed off.
"You'll pay for that," he snarled.
"I'm so scared," I yawned, walking off.
Brady was waiting for me, tense as can be, glaring at Dillan.
"C'mon, big guy," I said, pulling him by the arm to my convertable. "Let's go before you explode."
Brady continued to glare at Dillan as we drove off. He relaxed when we were out of sight.
"Sorry about that," he said.
"It's okay. I'm sure I'd act the same way if a girl came up and kissed you, too."
Brady smiled and held my hand as we drove.
...
At the Cullens' Place
...
"So, we all figured out how you were able to be in two places at once," Edward declared as Alice painted my nails a bright red.
"Okay, hit me."
"You can regenerate," Emmett said.
I'm sure my face was blank, so he continued.
"Before you die, your body separates, so that when one of you dies, another lives. Although Edward thinks it's only a near-death experience, I think that you're able to regenerate whenever you want."
"Cool!" I crowed.
"Wanna try it out?" Edward asked, grinning.
"Duh! Lets do it!"
Alice rolled her eyes and stuck my nails in front of a small desk fan.
I concentrated. There was a part of me that felt like it was separating, but I couldn't push her away from me, no matter how hard I pushed her.
"Now!" Emmett yelled, flinging the door open. Jasper charged straight at me, his face twisted in a murderous grimace, and I screamed. My other self jumped out.
Jasper stopped and grinned. Brady was sitting in a corner, in a state of shock. I stared at my other self, and she stared back.
I could still control her movements, but it seemed a little distant. Slowly, I waved at her. She slowly waved back, a second too late. She opened her mouth in an "o" of shock.
"I'm you," she said. Weird. Although I could read her thoughts as clearly as my own, she spoke of her own accord.
"You're me," I said.
"So... Now what?" she asked. "You have to die so you can have one body again. So our minds are connected."
"I don't think Brady will allow any Cullens to kill me," I said.
"No, I won't," Brady growled.
"So.. Now what?" Kris Two asked.
"Um, how about we be twins?" I suggested, dreading the idea.
"Cool!" Of course.
"Um, you can be called Cammile. Cam for short. Kris and Cam."
Alice giggled.
"Kris," Jazz said softly. I looked up at him. "I know someone who can handle papers, so starting next week, if you wish it, Cam will be your twin sister."
"Um, I'll handle the papers," Bella suggested, appearing out of the air. "J. won't be able to handle the next scare."
Jasper grinned and nodded at her.
"I'll allow that," he teased.
"What?" I asked. "What scare?"
Jazz looked suddenly uneasy. He watched me warily as he explained.
"I found that some forms of business works smoother if someone is fearful of you. I threaten J. so he'll come up with papers faster."
"H-how?" I asked, feeling scared myself.
"Like this," Jazz said ruefully, disappearing and suddenly appearing behind me, his hands at my throat. I screamed bloody murder.
"Jasper!" Brady yelled, pushing him away from me and pulling me behind him. Cam was hyperventilating. With one look from Jazz, she was instantly calm. I struggled away from Brady.
Staring at Jasper and the rest of the Cullens, I breathed, "What are you?"
Emmett looked down. Bella sighed and walked towards me. I backed away from her. Edward set his hand on Bella's shoulder and shook his head at her. Jasper looked hurt and guilty.
"Everyone, if you could come into the room, please," Edward said, as if he were addressing all of us in the room. But the door opened, and Carlisle, Esme, Nessie, Jacob, Erin, Seth, and Rosalie entered. I heard a groan from somewhere downstairs and the sound of someone shuffling his feet to get to the stairs. Carlisle smiled at me gently and sat by my side, taking my hand.
"Kristen, what do you know about werewolves?" he asked me softly.
"Um, well, they're impossibly fast and strong..."
Carlisle nodded.
"They transform at a full moon-"
"Myth," Brady, Jacob, and Seth laughed.
"Um, they're the natural enemy of vampires..."
Carlisle's eyes sparkled, showing me age and wisdom. I gasped.
"V-vampires," I whispered. I stood up.
"Edward, Jazz, Alice..." I whispered. I looked at my uncle. His eyes showed guilt. "Emmett?"
"Yes," Emmett sighed, reaching out to me in an apologetic gesture.
I shook my head. This wasn't real. Vampires didn't exist. Werewolves were myths. Cam wasn't even real. It was just my imagination. I'm dreaming. No way.
"What about Renesmee and Erin?" I yelled. "They're warm! They're not vampires!"
"We're half vampires, Kris," Erin whispered. My eyes widened.
"Harry?"
"He's part vampire, part wolf, and part human," Seth explained.
"This isn't real. I- I can't-" I shook my head and inched for the door, ready to bolt.
"Kris," Brady said, heading for me.
"No!" I screamed, scrambling faster toward the door.
"Kris!" Emmett yelled. I stopped abruptly and looked at him, tears in my eyes. I needed at least one answer.
"Why did you make Emmett a vampire?" I demanded. "Grandma Kristen was torn when they said you were dead. Why are you like them? Why didn't you come back?"
"Kris, I had no choice, I-"
"No choice? NO CHOICE?" I shreiked at him. "Everyone. Has. A choice." I stomped my foot angrily.
"Well I didn't!" Emmett yelled back at me. "You think I would be here if I did? Maybe if I had a choice, your mother wouldn't be rotting underground!"
I flinched, blinking back tears. Emmett's face fell, his mouth open in shock.
"Krissie, I didn't mean that, I'm sor-"
I screamed in his face, running out of the room. I didn't bother to use the stairs. I jumped off the banister, catching myself on the chandelier and landing on the balls of my feet. I heard Harry yell out in surprise from behind me. I marched away. Nobody, nobody mentions my mother and witnesses me cry! I'm a tough girl! I'm not supposed to cry.
"Kris," Harry gasped, grabbing my arms. I pulled them away.
"Get away from me, freak!" I spat. I felt guilty when his face fell. But I was too deep in my emotions to do anything about it, just make it worse. "You shouldn't even exist!"
Harry's bottom lip trembled and he brushed past me to trudge up the stairs. Oh, God, what have I done? I left the mansion sobbing. I went into my convertible and dug into my pocket. Damn. My keys were on Alice's bed. And where was Cam? I searched my mind.
"It's okay, Em, I know you didn't mean it," I felt Cam say soothingly. My heart jumped when I saw Emmett curled into a ball on the floor. It was hard to imagine such a strong man so vulnerable, and yet here he was. Cam was holding my keys, sighing.
"She's not coming back up to claim these," she whispered.
Damn right, I wasn't! I growled and looked under my dashboard.
It took me ten seconds to hotwire the car. Its roar startled me. I held back another sob as I drove away.
I felt Cam's voice in the back of my mind. It brought with it images of Emmett, Harry, and Brady, all shocked and hurt.
I hope you're okay, she whispered gently.
AN: How sad. You know, I myself never imagined Emmett so vulnerable. I guess it kind of breaks me to see it in my head before I type it into words, and when it's in word format, I feel even more miserable. :'(
Once again, on an offhand note, I have a new fanfiction up! It's not an Imprint story. Sorry, Imprint Series fans! It is called Isabella X, and I'm barely working on the first chapter. You can read the prologue. Hopefully, though, my chapters in there will be long enough to keep you busy. I'm changing Bella's character a little bit, not anybody else, got that? So Eddie's not all loving and sweet their first day together. And Jacob definitely isn't a wolf yet.
