I realized today how many chapters I have actually wrote and completed. It is really mind boggling. I never thought it would get this many reads (this is also on wattpad where i have so many people reading it) as I started way OVER a year ago and the grammar and spelling is bad but I am thankful to all of my fans for continuing to read it and vote. Not many people comment any more which sucks as I love to know what everyone thinks and I like to hear criticism as it helps in future chapters. So please just drop a comment in the box :)
Thanks again guys, your awesome!
Recap as it has been so long:
When the minivan stopped in the Cullen driveway I and Seth was back smiling and laughing with everyone else.
Esme showed us up to his room that she had decorated while we were gone.
The walls were cream, with dark brown furnishings. It was a man's room with the games consoles, DVDs and the flat screen TV. He loved it and so did I as his room was right next to mine.
"Wow you live in an empty room," Seth whistled as I showed him my room. I shoved him for taking the piss and he laughed.
"I have to decorate it; I just couldn't before I left." I admitted with a gulp as I thought about my feelings then. I didn't want to go back to that ever again.
He looked at me in confusion and I went into my wardrobe to show him the thousands of paintings and sketches I had done of him while he was gone "All I could create was you," I explained. "No matter how hard I tried it was always you that I created on canvas."
"All I could think of was you to," He admitted to me and grabbed me in a hug. "I love you Ella, have done for a while."
"I love you to Seth, have done for a while." I copied what he said but I was being completely honest with myself and him.
I really did love Seth Clearwater.
Thirty-Four
Those words sounded sweet and exciting, "I love Seth Clearwater," I repeated in my fuzzy and joyful head as Seth took a look at the ray of colours I had chosen for my room.
"There are a lot of colours here," he clicked his tongue in thought.
"I know," I chuckled in happiness. I loved my boy with the big brown eyes!
He turned away from the cans of paint and paint brushes on the wooden floor to look at me.
"What?" I asked without successfully removing the beam from my face, he must think I was mental.
"It's nice to see you happy," he commented and I knew he meant it "You've changed from when I first laid eyes on you, in a good way. You used to be so... I don't know how to explain it, you acted happy though I knew you weren't." he concluded.
"It's nice to be happy, I feel like I'm in my place and can take anything anyone throws at me now. Before I would cower at the thought of family and people who know my past but now I grasp it with open arms." I said relived; though in words it sounded so cliché, I never want to go to how I was without Seth or the Cullen's again.
He smiled at me with tenderness. "So, when are you starting the painting?" He gestured to the cans and the empty walls.
I shrugged my shoulders in thought, "Now," I finally said after a while and walked into the walk in wardrobe and shut the door so Seth couldn't see me.
I undressed quickly and threw on a pair of old shorts and tank top that I didn't mind getting paint on.
He whistled suggestively as I walked out but I just rolled my eyes and told him to roll his jumper sleeves up as he was helping me.
"Your first art lesson," I winked at him and went to open a tub of bright pink paint. I grabbed a pencil and sketched a rectangle in the middle of one of the walls so it went from the ceiling to the floor. I grabbed two large paint brushes and handed one to him. He stared at it in awe. I chuckled at him as he stood in the middle of the room, not knowing what to do.
"You hold a paintbrush like this," I reached for his right hand and curled his fingers around the equipment properly. "Now, step closer to the wall," I gave him a little push on the back so he would get moving. "Do large strokes up and down so all the steaks are gone," I showed him how an example while he stood there watching.
"Oh Seth, do large strokes baby." Emmett came in my room and started to make sex noises. Seth turned bright red where I laughed as I was a lot more open about sex.
"Shut up," Seth mumbled with a growl. However, Emmett continued to repeat what he said before.
"Up and down harder Seth," Emmett taunted Seth to sound like me. I watched as Seth charged at Emmett and hit him in the face and Emmett being Emmett hit Seth back.
"Boys!" Esme snapped as she came in between them. Through the punches they had managed to end up in the hall outside my room and I could just about see them through the door frame. "If you want to do that go outside," Esme continued to scold them unsurprisingly but what did surprise me were Seth's next actions...
He straightened out his twisted jumper and ran downstairs and slammed the front door behind him. Emmett followed with an excited "woo" and a fist pump in the air.
The sound of growls as Seth shifted as soon as Emmett joined him sent shivers down my spine. I loved him in wolf form.
"You know Seth's beating up Emmett?" Renesmee came in my room with Rosalie.
"Yep..." I turned around to continue painting a section of the wall with pink paint. "He deserved it," I shrugged my shoulders.
"He deserved it a long time ago," Rose laughed at my comment.
"True," Renesmee joined in the conversation. "I'm going to go and watch, you coming?" She asked but I shook my head.
"Awww, how sweet you don't want to see Seth get hurt." Rosalie read me like an open book.
"I'll see you guys later." I said and continued the job I was doing. Both girls laughed but said a quick goodbye and left.
It sounded like Seth and Emmett's fight was popular with everyone except Esme. Everyone was cheering the boys on (Mainly towards Seth).
However one thump and a cry in pain stopped the cheering. I reacted automatically and dropped the paint brush, making a splattered stain of bright pink paint on some of the wall and floor.
I ran down the wooden stairs in haste, as I pictured Seth lying there in pain while Emmett stood over him as he bragged about winning. The stairs nearly collapsed as I charged down them with so much force, my feet making loud booming footsteps down them that echoed through the house.
"Seth..." I called with worry as I ripped open the front door.
Everyone was already waiting for my entrance; they probably heard me running down the stairs. I searched the field that surrounded the front of the Cullen house to see where Seth was.
"I didn't know we had a herd of elephants in the house," Jacob joked but a growl from Seth in wolf form shut him up.
I looked over Seth with wide eyes as he stood firmly behind Emmett who was licking his arm and putting it back on.
I exhaled the breath I was holding and my panic became anger and relief as I saw that Emmett was the one hurt not my boy.
"Idiot," I told Seth while pointing at him "I can't believe you, I thought..." I closed my eyes as I pictured the gruesome scene of Seth getting beat up and left.
Seth took a step forward with his head bowed (he was still in wolf form) but I took a step back "You idiot," I repeated again as a shiver ran through me as my panic started again. "Why would you do that to me? You scared the living shit out of me!" I shouted as realisation sunk in. "Oh god," I held my head as my breathing became harder again "I forgot how hard it is too loose someone," I wrapped my arms around my body for comfort and sank to the floor. I didn't even realize I was weeping until my dad and Nessie rushed towards me with Carlisle behind. Seth stayed back as I felt him worry over me; he didn't want to come close in case it made me worse.
Nessie whipped my eyes with a tissue from her pocket while Carlisle examined me over. He felt my pulse, and looked in my eyes but I didn't feel him touch me properly. I brushed Carlisle off and stood back up. I took the bravest step forward with my head held high and walked so I was only one footstep away from Seth.
"Change," I demanded him with a clear and strong voice. I couldn't look at his eyes yet so I continued to stare at the fur coat on his chest. I felt him feeling embarrassed as he looked at the rest of the family and me. "Just change," I said again and saw his body twist smaller. He cupped his manly bits with two hands and cleared his throat. I still couldn't look at him.
"I'm..."
He started to speak but I cracked and looked into his eyes. His checks were a warm red and his eyes filled with embarrassment and guilt. I literally dived at him and tucked my head in his chest and breathed him in. He was safe and in my arms.
I clenched my arms around his waist and linked my hands together so he couldn't leave me or be torn away from me. It was awkward with his hands around his bits so I covered him completely so no one behind us could see him. He caught what I was doing and wrapped his large arms around my waist and held my hips while rubbing circles of comfort on them with his thumb.
"I'm here," he soothed me and lifted my chin from his chest so I would stop hiding and look at him. "I'm here," he repeated a bit louder while whipping my tear stained checks. "We need to find a way of not hurting each other," he mused while rocking me from side to side.
"And give our family's less of a soap opera?" I asked to try and cheer us both up as I thought of the number of times we had shouted, worried and left each other.
"We could have a happy soap opera," He chuckled but I could still hear the tension as he spoke.
"Relationships are hard," I mumbled "but their worth it for these moments," I loved the feeling of Seth against me. "We just need time, I'm so used to being alone and you're so nervous. We're not exactly the same." I told him my theory.
"I don't know if I'm doing anything right," he explained.
"You're doing everything right, I don't want you to change, Seth." I was being truthful.
"I won't change, I promise." He kissed me on the forehead and smiled at me. I smiled back. "I love you," he told me and I said it back.
My room didn't get decorated that day as we both stayed snuggled on Seth's bed watching movies.
The next day was school. I woke Seth up at 7 so he could shower and eat before we left.
"Dam," I heard him cuss after I shook his arm so he would wake up. "I missed you in a towel," he sat up in bed and left the sheets drop to his waist so I could see his entire tanned abs. His short black hair was sticking up to the right, his voice was croaky with sleep and his half-closed eyes looked me up and down with love.
It was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
"But I could see you in a towel if you move your ass," I smirked at the thought.
"Only God knows what would happen if you don't see me in a towel in the morning," he smirked at me with a wink and climbed out of bed. He brushed past me as he headed to the bathroom and I frowned.
"I don't get a morning kiss?" I reached out my hand to hold his and he stopped. I gave him a gentle pull so he ended up facing me and lifted my head so I could look into his eyes.
I stretched up and gave him a kiss on the lips but he quickly pulled back, I frowned, hurt by his actions and took another step backwards. I knew this was too good to be true.
"Don't look at me like that," he grabbed hold of my waist to pull me against him.
"Why did...?"
"I have morning breath," he looked down embarrassed with a tint of pink in his checks.
I let out a laugh and pushed my body against his more so I could feel the indent of his abs across the top of my body. He let out a moan of pleasure as I kissed down his neck.
"As long as I get to kiss some part of you," I mumbled with a kiss between each word.
I knew his next actions as he grabbed my hips and brought his forehead to mine. I was whishing our lips were contacting each other though.
"You don't play fair," He whispered and stroked my bottom lip that was pink and slightly swollen from kissing his hot skin.
I smirked "How else am I meant to play?" I whispered in his ear but he didn't reply and walked into the bathroom.
I heard him dropping his shorts and stepping into the shower. A quick cuss word from him told me that he needed a cold shower. I shook my head and headed to my own room where I put my school uniform on and grabbed my school bag.
So yeah, next chapter is Seth's first day, I am pretty excited to write about art class :D What are you guys excited for?