Chapter 15
You ever had the feeling that all hell was about to break loose? That something terrible were about to start the next World War? Well, thats basically how I felt when Seth pulled into the driveway and I saw my family standing on the porch, mom looking like she were about to cry, dad clearly fighting with himself to keep a calm composure, Jasper staring straight ahead at nothing in particular with pursed lips, and Emmett pacing angrily. I gulped. Four angry vampires and two angry werewolves weren't a good combo.
I sighed and slowly inched out of the car. Jacob got out and went around, grabbing my hand and had to pretty much drag me to the house. Esme let out a sob and hugged me tightly, "Oh my poor baby boy!" I groaned and slowly hugged back, "I'm fine mom! Nothing too serious." I said and shot Seth a look telling him that he'd better keep his fucking mouth shut. He frowned deeply and glared. No one needed to know the almost rape that had happened. Well, almost happened. More bad news wouldn't do me or anyone else any good right now.
Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose, "Come with me to my office son, I'll make sure nothings too serious." he said. I nodded and followed him inside, blocking out the shouts from Emmett demanding all details from poor Seth.
I sat down in the overstuffed chair of Carlisle's office and looked around while he got his medical bag (with a human in the house you gotta have one in handy)
Sadly, the last time I'd been brought into this office was to be punished for staying out three hours after curfew. And that was nearly two years ago. I shuddered, still unable to forget that horrible spanking. Carlisle had obviously been going easy on me, both so he wouldn't hurt me too badly and because he was scared of bringing back bad memories of my father. He hadn't. Nothing Carlisle did could ever remind me of that bastard. Just looking at him you could tell he would never hurt anyone without serious consideration of other options first and if he found none he'd regret it immediately afterwards if not during.
My real father, though, looked nothing like the Cullens. He was around the same height as Carlisle, but that's it. Instead of the neat and tidy blond hair, he had disgusting greasy brown hair slicked back with twelve pounds of hair-gel. His face was nowhere near as smooth and clean as Carlisle's. His was rough and prickly with a thin beard and dried drool stains that he woke up with in the morning but didn't wipe away. He was around six feet tall if not taller and wore red-neck clothes with gross pit-stains on them. Well, around the house. When he brought a woman home he'd dress in dark pants and a T-shirt.
Carlisle kneeled in front of me and started checking out the dark bruises that had slowly formed during the car ride. I winced when he gently poked one on my arm. He tisked and asked mom to bring up a couple of ice packs while he took care of the cuts on my.. well, entire body. One of those bastards was wearing steal-toed shoes. And I was almost positive it was Newton.
Mom came up with three ice packs. Carlisle rested one on my head, one on my knee, and the last on my shoulder. It stung like hell. But after a few minutes it started to feel a little better and I relaxed into the dark brown leather, "Thanks." I mumbled. Mom kissed my cheek and then frowned, sniffing lightly, "Edward... have you been eating fish? And drinking?" I blinked and bit my lip, "W-we had fish sticks at lunch... and, um, the beer smell is from the guys who beat me up." I sucked at lying when it came to mom.
She put her hands on her hips, "It's mostly coming from your mouth."
I stared at the sewing pattern in my sweat shirt which had become very interesting all of a sudden. Carlisle grabbed my chin gently between his thumb and index finger, making me look up at him, "Edward," he chided gently. He didn't like being lied to when he was nothing but honest with us.
I bit my lip, suddenly finding myself holding back tears. My first kiss had been stolen from me out of spite. I know, it didn't sound like something to cry over, but having that disgusting bastard's lips on mine... his hands touching my bare chest so possesively, as if he owned me... I shuddered.
"Sweetheart please." mom pleaded, resting her tiny hands on my shoulders. I started shaking. Damn it. I hadn't cried in front of my parent's since I was seven, and I didn't wanna start it over again. But resisting was futile. I already let a tear escape.
I told him and mom everything. Cried my heart out to them. Even though todays events had only taken thirty or less minutes it took me nearly an hour to get everything out. Might've had something to do with me throwing up every time I thought about Newton's hands on me... his tongue in my mouth...
I shuddered in my mother's arms. I didn't ever wanna relive today.
TWILIGHT-TWILIGHT
I barely slept that night. For some reason I kept dreaming about the horrible things those assholes tried to do to me. Well, I had a feeling I would but that wasn't the wierd part.
The wierd part was that Newton and his pals had been replaced with James and his coven as well as...
Ugh.
It was just a stupid dream. I needed to stop fussing over it. It'll only give me more nightmares. But there was no way in hell I was gonna get anymore sleep so I got up and went in my bathroom, staring at my reflection in the full length mirror. Over the years I'd dragged Em and Jazz with me to the gym. I'd work out with them for hours every day, though they didn't need to, they were happy to keep me company and help me through it. I had to admit I was pleased with what I'd accomplished and the results.
While I stood in front of my mirror in only my boxers I checked out the abs I'd slowly developed. My arms had gone from small thin twigs to lean well-toned muscles, as had my legs. My face that once had left over baby-fat, giving me puffy rosy cheeks, was now replaced with a strong chiseled jaw and high cheek-bones. I'd also gotten some pretty nasty acne, but mom helped me out with that so now my skin was smooth as silk, except every couple of weeks when I'd start growing some stubble. Some. Emmett always asked me to let my beard and mustache grow out so he could see what I'd look like as a hermit. I refused. Even if I wanted to do so mom would have flipped and took a razor to my face before I could blink. And even though she fussed and whined and bought every hair product known to men and women, she couldn't find one that would tame my messy bronze mop of hair. I didn't mind anymore though. I kinda liked it now that it wasn't as thick as it was when I was younger. My hair had no intentions of ever staying neat and tidy, so I just let it do as it pleases.
I sighed and turned on the cold water in the sink as I grabbed my tooth-brush. I normally wouldn't be waking up for school for another two hours but as I said, sleep was futile.
I hopped in the shower after brushing my teeth and quickly washed up. When I entered my walk-in closet I grabbed a plain grey T-shirt and tattered worn out skinny jeans that I'd bought a size too big so they wouldn't look TOO skinny.
Hey, I may be bi but I ain't no chick.
Pulling on the clothes and my black and white converse sneakers, I went downstairs and to the kitchen where I smelled breakfast cooking. Mom must've heard me moving around up in my room, "Morning mom." I said, sitting at the island and running my finger over the pattern of the marble top.
Mom kissed my head, "Morning honey." she said, putting a warm ham, bacon, and cheese omelet in front of me and a glass of orange juice. My favorite.
While I ate mom moved about the kitchen, washing dishes that were already clean and organizing the cabinets. I sighed, "Mom chill. I'll be fine at school. Seth's there to help and if things get too rough I'll call you." She put a hand on my shoulder, "Are you sure honey?"
I winked at her, trying to lighten the mood, "Positive." It worked thank god.
Mom chuckled and kissed my forehead, "Than hurry up and finish."
I scarfed down the omelet that made my taste buds sing and chugged the juice before putting the dishes in the sink. I'd learned a long time ago that I wasn't aloud to do chores while mom was in the room.
TWILIGHT-TWILIGHT
I had to beg Emmett and Jasper to not follow me around for the day like my personal body guards.
It was a completely failed attempt though.
I guess I could understand. If someone were messing with my little brother I'd be on their ass' too. Though I don't think I'd be this extreme about it. Em and Jazz stood on either side of me protectively, giving anyone who chanced a look at me a death glare that sent who ever it was running for the hills. The only one they allowed near me was Seth and Bella, but they asked me if I wanted to see the later first.
"Edward, whats going on? Why are your brothers acting like... that?" Bella asked, either from a lack of words to describe my brothers behavior or fearful that she'd offend them or me. I sighed softly, not sure if I should tell her. She really liked Newton for some reason that was still a complete mystery to me. But she should know that she's dating the biggest jackass in the school. "They're acting like that because of your boyfriend." I sneered. Hell, I wasn't gonna be all soft and gentle about it, screw that shit. She needs to know the truth about Newton and she needed to understand just how horrible he was.
She blinked at me as if I'd just gave her a long speech about fucking gravity. This was gonna be harder than I thought. "You're little Newton boy and his pals cornered me in the locker room and beat the shit outta me. When I got away they chased me to the bathroom and basically fucking molested me." I scowled, shuddering. I could still feel their hands on me...
Bella frowned, "Mike wouldn't do that Edward! It must've been someone else!"
"Trust me, I think I'd know that ugly mug anywhere Bella." I said. I didn't even need to hear his name the first time I saw him in this school, I knew who he was immediately. With his greasy blonde hair and dull blue-grey eyes that looked drunk even when he was drinking coffee as he walked into the classroom every morning.
Shaking her head in disgust, Bella turned her back to me, "Look Edward, I understand that you had a crush on me and you're jealous of Mike, but that's no reason to make up such a horrible lie!"
I spluttered indignantly. How dare she! Jealous of Newton? Mike Newton? EW!
"Are you fucking high? As if I'd ever be jealous of that asswipe!" I snapped.
Bella sighed, "Denile doesn't look good on you Edward. Besides, can you blame me for not chosing you? Look at you! You're walking around with your big brothers acting like body guards! You can't stand up for yourself! You're all mouth when it comes to fighting back and it's really embarrassing to be seen with the guy who acts tough but always gets his ass kicked! You're pathetic Edward! And no matter how much you want it to be different, Mike's my boyfriend and that's never gonna change! Especially not for a wimpy little boy like you!"
Everything was silent.
Nearly the entire school had gathered around to hear Bella's speech. I didn't pay attention to them though. The butterflies in my stomach that I usually got when I saw Bella all crumpled and died, their wings ripped to shreds by the fierce shards of ice that now flung about, piercing my insides and what was left of my heart.
Bella's eyes widened. I don't know if it's because she'd realized what she'd said or she'd just noticed the other kids but who gave a fuck? Not me.
Without another word, we both walked away in separate directions.
Jazz and Em were smart enough to leave me alone. They knew I needed time to myself right now.
TWILIGHT-TWILIGHT
I left school four hours early. I'd be in deep shit for it later because teachers don't count your best friend calling you a 'pathetic little wimpy boy' as an excuse for dismissal. At least not my teachers anyway.
I drove away from that hell hole in my silver Volvo, a present I'd gotten for my birthday last month. I loved cars now as much as I did when I was a little kid.
I didn't really know where I was heading, but anywhere was better than Forks. Maybe I'd just stop by some coffee shop in Port Angeles and grab something to drink, maybe a small snack if I can stomach it. Or I could go see a movie. Or just go to some deserted beach and sit on the sand til the sun sets, maybe even after then. I guess whatever was closest.
That would be the movie theater. I pulled in and checked out the movie list. No way in hell was I gonna see any kind of romance. So Hopefully there would be some good action or comedies out. I took my time picking one mainly to just preoccupy myself but when I finally picked a comedy I bought my ticket and went inside. The ticket guy didn't seem to notice that I should be in school or he just didn't care.
I sat in the front of the almost empty theater where the movie would be playing. Didn't wanna see any couples making out. I didn't get ant snacks or a drink. So I guess its good that I didn't go with the coffee shop.
I barely paid attention to the previews, something about some idiot girl who falls in love with a vampire and werewolf and actually WANTS the vampire to bite her just so she can spend the rest of eternity screwing around with him. Well, she says it's because she loves him but come on, who'd believe that bullshit with how hard she tries to seduce him yet flat-out refuses to marry him? Then of course she messes with the werewolf and makes him think she loves him when he was just a substitute for the vampire. I don't see why they think she's thinking over who to pick. So she kisses the werewolf. Big deal. She shoves her tongue down the vampire's throat every chance she gets and pretty much humps his leg. Such a slut.
The movie starts after fifteen minutes of previews that were of little to no interest to me. I laughed now and then. It wasn't always funny but sometimes it was so stupid you couldn't help but laugh.
After the movie was over I got up and left the theater, walking right passed my beloved car. I suddenly felt like walking. And walking... And walking...
Until I found myself in an area of the woods that even I didn't recognize. Shit.
I hadn't given any thought as to where I was going, so I hadn't bothered to watch which way I came from. I'd just have to guess. I sighed and walked in a random direction, hoping it'd lead me back to civilization though doubting it would.
