I had come to the unbearable conclusion that Edward Cullen loathed me. It was not just a mere disgust but a bad taste that I soon gave him every time he heard or saw my face. Some part of me wanted to hate him too because the worst part is he never even gave me a chance. It's as if he looked upon my face and saw something so horrendous, so grotesque, that he never wanted to see me again. I mean sure, I may not be as fair, as dainty, or as timid as Bella but he could have at least been kind to me.
I replay our interaction over in my head a copious amount of times. In fact, it is one of the only things that continuously seem to grind inside my mind like a replayed movie. I see his eyes, those piercing golden eyes, and their actions speak differently about me. For some reason his eyes spoke sweeter sentiments if only for a moment. Then they changed to a cold gaze frosted over by a foggy mirror.
As much as I wanted to hate him, and believe me I surely wanted to, a part of me defended him. He doesn't know the real you Leah, if he did he'd want to get to know you.
A part of me believed that Jacob is another aspect in why he hates me so. Jacob had even told me that he was slowly trying to creep into Bella's clutches maybe my association with Jake had tainted my reputation in the process. I remember his words perfectly as they reiterate inside my thoughts.
"She's Jacob's cousin." -"Seems fitting,"
What did he mean by seems fitting? Did I smell and look like a boy? Is that what he was he was trying to imply. I mean yeah my hair isn't completely and perfectly groomed to fully shape my face. Sure my chest isn't the largest thing in the world but I do have curves and I was wearing make-up that night.
Stop it Leah, you're being dumb. He didn't like you and that's the end of it.
I want to stop defending him, but it ached at me, I didn't like not knowing why he hated me so much. What part of me repulsed him to no avail? I had the right as a person to know why he didn't liked me.
The room is quiet dark in my small bedroom, so dark that I can barely see my hands in front of me. I hear a slow rattle towards the window and it causes me to sit up immediately. My ears have always been hypersensitive but I find that lately the littlest things seem to capture my attention.
I turn on the small light that I had brought with me from home. A small warm light pours around the small room and I look around trying to see what had caused the unwelcomed noise. I see nothing.
I turn my head to notice the small window open and a cool summer's breeze wafts into my room. I tuck my black hair behind my ear as I sigh.
I will try and forget about Edward Cullen…I will try and forget.
"So what did you think about the Cullens?" Jacob says as he pesters me while I try to read my book. It is the middle of the afternoon and he desperately wants me to go to the beach with him. I want nothing more than to sit here, with my eyes fixated on my book, and forget everything that happened yesterday. I found shelter inside the pages of my story and I realized that my situation didn't seem so bad compared to the ones that I read about.
"I don't care about them." I lie he knows it's a lie too. I will not even look up from my book and he becomes unnerved. He grabs the book in one shot and I shoot him a rootless look. My brown eyes become larger with rage.
"Calm down you psycho librarian I won't harm your precious gem." I sigh as he places the book down on a pile of books by my bed. They almost stack as tall as him. "I think you need to get out. Remember why you were sent here?" I roll my eyes and cross my arms.
"Yeah my mom thinks I'm an anti-social buzz kill." Jacob nods snapping his fingers.
"Exactly, and who is here to save the day?" I decide that he is annoying and that I hate him today. I mumble,
"You are." Jacob seems pleased as he walks towards my bedroom door. Before he leaves he turns to face me,
"I think we should go to La Push Beach. You'll get to meet some new friends. Besides, I don't think it'll kill you to wear a bathing suit. I'm also inviting Bella." At the mere utterance of her name his face takes a light flush. I want to vomit. I roll my eyes as he leaves my bedroom.
I'm not going to lie it felt quite nice to have the sun, or what seems to be the littlest sun, shine down upon my skin. It seems to be the nicest day in that any of these people have ever seen. Jacob reassures me that they barely get any type of sun here. I don't understand how anyone could live in such a place where the sun barely shone. I didn't understand how they didn't crave the graze of scorching heat to sizzle along their arms, legs, and body.
The wind from the water flies against my face and I must fiddle with my hair to try and keep it tame, it is no use. Bella sits next to Jacob on a small towel that he brought from home. Sam, another one of Jacob's friends, who is quite larger than he is, plays in the water with Embry. I study them oddly as the pale water trickles off their biceps and protruding muscles along their body. They all seemed to basically buff out sense the last time I had seen all of them. They must be doing some hell of a work-out.
It is quite odd that everyone here that I have meet seemed to be an extreme. The Cullens are extremely pale with gorgeous complexions. I mean, did any of them have an acne scar? They also seem to walk with such a grace and poise that it looks as if they're constantly dancing.
Then my cousin Jacob and his friends all extremely muscular with a unique smell around them that seems oddly familiar, though, I cannot pin point it. The only normality I take refuge in is Bella. I stare at her though the wild behavior of my hair. She isn't wearing a bathing suit but a long white t-shirt and boy shorts. Her long dark hair falls just to the mid-length of her back. Her face seems to be frozen devoid of any emotion. However, she's normal, average, and it makes me feel a lot better to be around her. I don't feel so abnormal.
Jacob and her finish talking about some scene that occurred while they were younger. He smiles and I can see a faint trace of a smirk on her fair face as well. He wraps his arm around her small shoulder and draws her in closer to him. I immediately feel like a third wheel and turn my gaze back towards the water. I see numerous people swimming and having a good time. I tell myself this should be me. Life is too short to waste it on moments that didn't matter.
"If your icy-cold boyfriend could see me now. I think he'd be quite upset." I hear Jacob say and it makes me turn to face the both of them. I sometimes forget that Bella has a boyfriend, I mean, she asks so boyfriendless around Jacob. I mean, of course I remember Edward, how could I forget him, but he came separately in my mind wrapped in a different package.
"Edward understands us," she deflects as she lays her head on his shoulder. I look in confusion, correct me if I'm wrong, but when I was dating Evan he would have considered this a way too forward act. There is something cute about the way she fits perfectly alongside of him. Her face buried along the side of his tan neck. He rubs the top of her head soothingly.
"Don't you miss this, warmth?" He asks her with a raised eye-brow. They've lost me here and I don't believe they will go any further to explain because Bella does a low sigh. It's as if Jacob understands perfectly and says nothing.
"Where is your boyfriend?" I ask. I want to make them aware of my presence because their weird behaviors are starting to make me feel uncomfortable.
"Edward doesn't really like the beach," I can tell she's wording her words very carefully and it tingles a bit of questioning inside of me,
"why, everyone likes the beach." Bella shrugs those tiny shoulders of hers.
"He doesn't seem to like the sun either," Jacob murmurs under his breath and Bella lifts her head to give him a ruthless look.
"Jake," she says seriously.
"No offense but he's so white." I say before I can rethink my rewording of the phrase. It baffles me, not saying it doesn't suit him, but he is whiter than the printing paper I use. Bella doesn't seem to be offended she merely smiles.
"We don't get much sun around here."
Before I can question any further Sam and Embry comes over to us dripping water all over us. We scream and yell at them to leave but they flick more wiggling their bodies like dogs. We all laugh as we shield our eyes from their moisture. Laugh, it felt so good to do so, yet so foreign at the same time.
Jacob decides to take Bella back home and his motorcycle only allows two people to ride. Therefore, I decided to walk home. It wasn't that far from the reservation and I decided I want to admire the beauty of nature. Everything seems to have a beating soul here, a purpose, and I love the idea of that. I wish my life would be of such an importance to something else, to have a designed destiny in this world.
I walk farther into a forest area something about it draws me in. I feel the rough texture of the bark underneath my finger tips. The sun is gone as I walk deeper into the forest the tries hide it's beautiful rays. It's a lot chiller in here and it makes me sad I didn't bring something more appropriate to wear. I take my purple crop top out of my bag and throw it on over my bathing suit top. I find a small parting inside the forest where a long oval log rests by itself. I walk towards it and sit down placing my belongings towards my side. I take out my book and I begin to read. This is all too much. The feeling is indescribable how happy I am. Why couldn't life always be this peaceful?
I hear a rumbling in the thicket and it causes my eyes to dart up from the pages of my book. I see nothing just the quiet serenity of the forest. My eyes dart back down towards my book and I continue to look back down. I hear it again only this time it seems louder. I throw my book on the ground and sprout up turning around in circles trying to see what has caused the noise. My heart beats inside my chest quite irregularly.
"Hello?" I say feeling stupid when no one responds.
Catch a grip on reality Leah. It's a forest no one is here! IT'S ONLY YOUR MIND PLAYING TRICKS ON YOU!
I say as I turn around to grab my belongings deciding that it would be fitting if I head back home. I behind down and collect my items and place them back inside my book bag. My long, rather wet hair, tricks to the side of my face and I push it back abruptly. I stand up and turn to head back towards home but I stop in my tracks in shock. My book falls to the ground and my mouth slightly parts in disbelief. A man stands in front of me with long black hair that seems stitched together in fat clumps. His skin seems grey rather than the normality of coco which his ethnicity describes.
He stares at me rather oddly like a lion would do his prey. He cocks his head slightly to the side as my heart catches in my chest. What scares me the most about him is his bright brooding red eyes. Why would anyone get red contacts? I mean c'mon that's just freaky and it isn't even close to Halloween. "You know starring at people is quite rude." I chastise him as I bend down to pick up my book. He licks his lips and it begins to freak me out.
"A bit of a sharp-tongue I see," His voice is painfully dark and it causes me to stay in my kneeling position, frozen. He closes his eyes as he inhales deeply his shoulders ascending in delight. "You're smell, so mouth-watering." I become completely terrified. Standing I begin backing away slowly with my arms out in the air.
"Okay, now you're just being really weird. Stay the hell away from me." My voice is shaking and it gives my courage away. He walks closer to me his eyes digging in my flesh. I move back so far that I don't notice that I fall backwards over the log that I was sitting on only minutes before. My hair cascades over my face and I scream in shock. All I hear is the man coming closer and me screaming. Before I know it I hear a familiar voice, a softer silkier voice, and it causes me to want to re-test my hearing. It cannot be… no… I'm dreaming imagining things before this psycho tries to kill me. His voice is only above a whisper but my ears are quite good and I can understand him.
"Laurent, I want no problem with you or your clan. But, this is not the way to do things. We don't want to involve the volturi." I don't know what happens next because all I can hear is footsteps.
A hand pulls me up and I'm afraid to remove my hair in order to see who has helped me. I push my hair back finally and despite the fact that I think I am dreaming I am not. Edward Cullen really is standing before me with the oddest look on his face. My last visions didn't do him justice. He is quite beautiful and the natural light from nature only extenuates that beauty.
Wow he's sexy…
My heart skips a beat my eye brows knit together in confusion. I don't want to let go of his hand I want him to hold me forever. Just this mere embrace causes my senses to heighten perfectly. I can hear the bustle of the river from the beach. I can hear a deer walking over a tree branch cracking it. What is going on… what is happening to me? He lets my hand go and immediately everything becomes painfully quiet again.
"How did you…where did he?" I stop as I place my hand on my head did I hit something, am I going crazy?
"You really should know better than to wonder off by yourself." He growls under his breath. I look up at him dumbfounded. He's still angry at me. Okay asshole, I didn't ask you to come in and intervene I don't even know where you came from. He turns to start to walk away. I cross my arms annoyed by him. No I will not let him leave this time getting the last word.
"Hey," I call after him. He doesn't turn around. "Hey, what is your problem?" He turns around this time with a grimace on his face.
"My dilemma is you being here." His voice tries to seem harsh but the silkiness of his tone makes everything seem like poetry even the nestle of anger inside of it. I'm crushed, my beliefs are accurate he really does hate me.
"Well I'm sorry I repulse you so much. You're not that great to be around either." I yell back at him.
"This is completely futile," He mumbles under his breath shaking his head.
"I didn't even do anything to you! You don't even know me,"
"It is not what you did," His words rush out, "but what your future will entail."
He stops himself growling under his breath. "Never mind you wouldn't comprehend." He turns back around and begins to walk away. No I will not let him leave. How dare he try and leave me. I did nothing to upset him to make him hate me. He would hear what I had to say and hear all of it.
I run trying to catch up with him. As I do I grab his shoulder and he reacts a little differently than what I thought. With incredible force he backs me against a tree. I feel as if the wind will be knocked out of me. His face in a snarl, he stares into my eyes and the tremble in my lips and his grasp on me breaks. I breathe very heavily almost a plea in my eyes. Why is he so strong? Is there something in the water here? I should be afraid of him but something about his eyes gives it away that he wouldn't hurt me. He couldn't hurt me.
His eyes dance across my eyes again and something about his mood drastically changes. "You really don't know anything do you?" His voice is flat but its silk still remains.
"Know what?" I tremble.
"Nothing," he finally says as he breaks away from me. Before I can catch my breath he is gone.
Okay Guys seriously thank you SO SO much for being so supportive of this story. It gives me so many ideas, and I must admit. I LOVE this pairing. Their struggles, their story comes so naturally for me, it's insane. I tried to only write a short chapter but then my fingers couldn't stop dancing against my keyboard. I had so many ideas and I love writing through Leah's mind. I know things seem a little blurred right now, but, everything will be reveled. Please give me feedback it helps me continue! I am so glad you all enjoy them. Another chapter will be coming shortly. Enjoy!