If You Only Knew…Chapter 6
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Previously:
Sam looked surprised by the number, but continued nonetheless. "How do you know all this?"
I decided to stick with the same story that I told the Cullen's, "I'm psychic…..sort of." I didn't know if my answer was good enough or not, but I just needed them to believe it. "It's complicated."
A flash of red out of the corner of my eye to my left, pulled my attention away from Sam and the other wolves, and from their expressions, they saw it too. I froze as her blood red eyes connected with mine for a moment, and she smirked before disappearing into the trees, the wolves following seconds later.
Why was Victoria following me? I didn't know, but I needed to find out as soon as possible.
Chapter 6
"Who was that?" Sam glared at me, clearly angry. Fear consumed me as I began to see his arms shaking, clearly trying to control himself. I took a step back wide eyed, before his hands gripped my arms a little too roughly, shaking me, demanding an answer.
"Sam, please.." I begged as the pain increased, trying to pull out of his grasp but failing. The pain increased even more as his hands clenched around my arms. A cry escaped my lips from the pain.
"Who was she?" he demanded again, shaking me slightly when I didn't respond immediately.
"Her name's Victoria. I believe she's after me!" I cried and after a moment Sam's hands released me, falling to the ground. "She's the one!"
"We'll take care of her." Sam growled, before turning towards the forest and ran into the trees after his fellow wolves. Jumping up and striding across the yard frightened, I climbed into Edwards Volvo, my arms throbbing from the pain of Sam's grip and peeled out of the driveway heading back to the house, my nerves frazzled.
My shaking hands gripped the wheel as I drove, understanding why Edward had forbidden Bella from seeing the wolves. They WERE dangerous when their tempers were out of control. My arms continued to throb, and pulling up my sleeves I noticed a large bruise making itself known around each of my arms in the shape of Sam's hand. Rubbing them slightly, I sighed pulling my sleeves down to cover the bruises…it didn't look so bad, but I knew it'd be worse tomorrow.
Pulling up to the house a few minutes later, I could see Carlisle waiting for me. I parked the car and cut the engine, taking a deep breath preparing myself for whatever Carlisle wanted.
As I approached the house, I stopped a few feet away from him, my eyes studying him, wondering what he wanted. "Did you need something, Carlisle?" I questioned cautiously.
"Yes, actually I just wanted to see how you were. You left so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to ask. Would you mind if I looked over your injuries again?" I gazed into his darkened eyes for a moment, before agreeing. I didn't know what it was, but I could just sense that this was not going to be a normal examination. Nevertheless, I followed him into the house, past the others and to his office where the exam would take place.
I had never been in his office before and I was shocked to see the rows and rows of books that lined the one wall that seemed very old. Paintings hung around the office and I recognized the Volturi in the one painting, with a painted Carlisle in the backround. In the center of the room stood a deep dark mahogany desk that appeared old with a work lamp plugged into it. Papers scattered the surface of the desk, while a leather couch that laid opposite it was clear of everything including blankets. I took a seat that separated the couch and desk, waiting for Carlisle to begin.
It only took him a moment to grab his bag and sit in the opposite chair from me to begin the exam. I held out my arm as his fingers flew effortlessly across my skin, unwrapping my wrist and carefully probing my wrist for any additional damage. I sat there silent watching as he examined my wrist, waiting for the questions to begin that happened moments later.
"You know," He started, his eyes still on my wrist, " I remember Bella when she first joined the family. She was always getting hurt."
"But not anymore." I finished, chuckling at the memory. He chuckled.
"No. Not anymore." He confirmed smiling, pausing before continuing. " You're very observant."
"Yeah, Well. Thanks… I guess." I watched as he reached into his bag, pulling out more instruments.
"How do you know so much about us?" He questioned, his perfect face contorting into a mask of confusion. His eyes were focused on my wrist as he worked. "You seem to know more than Alice does."
"It's complicated." I answered. I couldn't tell them what I knew yet. I knew I would have to tell them eventually, but I didn't want to tell them just yet. They would probably think I was completely nuts and throw me into the loony bin.
"Enlighten me." Carlisle stated taking his eyes off my now re-wrapped wrist, to my own dropping my hand and settling into his chair keeping up with the façade perfectly.
"Like I said, I'm kinda like Alice. I just know things, but it's not the same. There are things that should have happened, but didn't. And some things that happened, that shouldn't have happened." I attempted to explain.
"Like what?" He questioned, clearly intrigued interlocking his fingers in his lap. "Can you give an example?"
I searched my brain for something that I could expose without explaining too much. I didn't want to reveal that I knew they were vampires, but needed something else. Suddenly, I got an idea.
"Alright." I spoke, straightening up in my chair, "I told you earlier that I know things." He nodded, I continued. " I know you have lots of compassion for others, which is why you became a doctor. You want to help people. Esme came in as a paitent of yours, you fixed her, and married her. The two of you have been married for a long time."
I studied his face as I explained a part of his past, his face somewhat distant as I'm sure he was remembering what I was describing. I watched as his face broke out into a grin.
"That's really remarkable. You've got quite a talent there, Winter."
I shrugged. "It's nothing, really." Just knowledge.
"Of course it is." He exclaimed, a twinkle in his eyes. "To know things like that? I'm curious to know what else in running through that head of yours…"
"Trust me. You don't want to know." I countered, shaking my head playfully, laughing.
"So what's going to happen next? Like the future?" He pressed, leaning forward in his chair. Sighing I closed my eyes to concentrate, mostly for show, putting myself into a relaxed trance-like state trying to remember something from the books to tell him.
Images flashed through my mind and after a moment, I opened my eyes to see Carlisle's worried, yet skeptical face.
"What did you see?"
"I can't really say, but I suggest you all brush up on your fighting techniques…soon."
With that said, I pushed myself up from my chair and headed for the door, hoping that they would take my advice and start training as soon as possible.
A/N: So what did you think of that chapter….Coming up…Victoria. Any guesses as to why she wants Winter? You'll have to wait and see! Leave a review and you get a preview! Thanks!