Warning, this chapter is very Mary-sue-ish. Oh well, most of my story is. That's what makes it awesome right? Enjoy!
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Seth's claws dug into the earth as he ran without destination. Disgust, horror, and pure hatred made him see red. It made no sense that he was running the opposite direction of his imprint. After all, he should be comforting her after what that…that thing did to her. But no, he wouldn't be able to stay human for long. He was just too angry!
Angry didn't come close to describing how he felt at that moment. He wanted to rip apart the human that had…
But the human was dead. Guess he would have to take his anger out on the bloodsucker that had killed the human…but if the vampire had killed the object of his hatred…?
Seth pushed the mixed-feelings out of his mind and focused instead on his rage.
He felt Leah and Jacob phase in.
Woah, what set you off little brother?
Even though he tried to push the memory of Carlisle's talk out of his mind, she still went searching to find the source.
Oh. Leah and Jacob thought together.
A wave of nausea passed through Leah, and Seth cringed at Jacob's sympathy.
That is… His sister couldn't find words to describe what was going on in her head.
Yeah, I know.
Jacob stayed silent through Seth's pain and bitterness. Seth had always been a happy kid, and these emotions were so intense, that he almost couldn't take it.
Seth. Jacob thought steadily. He was quiet for a moment to make sure that Seth was listening.
Gwen doesn't remember, does she?
No. Seth growled.
Flashback?
No answer. Grudgingly, painfully, he replayed what happened in the room. He had no right to try to kiss her, after…he shuddered in revulsion.
You got to get it together, man. She needs you.
Though he did not think it aloud, Jacob still felt the question in Seth.
You know the answer to that. He thought quietly.
After two minutes of running, Seth phased back.
Wow. Leah said. She sounded impressed. You handled that better then I could have.
It's disgusting. Jacob said, referring to Guenevere.
Yeah I know.
They ran together for a few minutes before Jacob's thoughts turned unpleasantly towards Bella.
Yeah, yeah, go. Leah thought in annoyance, and felt bitter when Jacob phased out.
Gwen wiped the moisture from her eyes with the heel of her hands. Something sharp and painful was building in her stomach, and she held it back desperately.
She leaned back on her bed frame and gazed out the window. The curtains were drawn, but she still liked to imagine what was out there. Perhaps she was not in Washington at all. Perhaps she was actually in Mexico- kidnapped and held for ransom. In her wildest concoctions, she had imagined that outside was a steamy wasteland. Gwen imagined she had been frozen in her time, and brought back to life in the far future. The people there weren't alive, they were in fact robots. Set out to discover the habits of humans…
Of course, this was silly. She had come close to kissing one of them, and she was absolutely certain that he was alive and breathing.
Ah, Seth.
He deserved an explanation. But then again, so did she.
Knock, knock.
" Come in."
Seth Clearwater slowly opened the door.
" Hey."
" Hey."
He walked in and stood a few feet from her bed. Was he afraid of her? Oh no, he was afraid that he was making her afraid that he was… never mind.
Gwen set her hands on her lap and entwined the fingers. She refused to meet his eyes, for fear she would cry again.
The silence pulled on, and so she undid her ponytail and began trying to pull the thick curls back into formation.
" Oh, I can do that."
She raised her eyebrows at him.
" How could you have learned that?"
It was impossible not to smile back at the happy grin on Seth's face.
" I have cousins who are girls. Leah won't let me touch her mane." He laughed.
Is he really…? Gwen thought incredulously. Even though her knowledge of boys was lacking, she was pretty sure it wasn't normal for a guy to volunteer to do a girl's hair.
He moved behind her, and she followed him with her eyes. It made Gwen edgy to lean forward and allow Seth access to her vulnerable back.
It dawned on her the reason he was doing this. He was testing to see how much she trusted him-how close he was allowed to be; measuring up to make sure he would not scare her as he had done before.
Picking up the brush on the nightstand next to her bed, he slowly dragged it through her dark curls. Seth's hands were gentle, and it did not cause her any pain, which was a first. Dimly she remembered her mother always being harsh with the comb.
" Dang." He muttered, and tugged a little harder.
" Ow. Careful."
" Sorry. Your hair is…"
" A mess? Try fighting with Alice. It does stuff to your hair."
While he pulled back her hair, Gwen realized how strange she must have looked. He had responded to her closeness innocently. He was naturally leaning in for a kiss, and she had completely fallen to pieces! Screaming, writhing, and crying was not a sensitive rejection. He must think her insane.
" I'm not crazy." She found herself saying, and breathed out her nose in embarrassment.
" If you're not crazy, then what are you?" Seth asked. Guenevere couldn't see his face, but she knew he was teasing.
" I'm serious." She spread her arms out on her lap. " I just feel so…" She moved her hands outward from her chest to try and communicate what she was experiencing. " I don't know how I feel."
Responding immediately to the way her shoulders trembled, he paused his work and continued twisting her hair-silently bidding her to continue.
" You have to be doing more then pulling my hair into a ponytail." She muttered before continuing. Even though natural instinct made her uncomfortable, she still felt confined and wished to speak with someone about her current situation.
" You are going to have to tell me sometime." Seth began saying something stubbornly to this, but Guenevere cut him off.
" No, listen. What's going to happen? Am I going to stay here forever? Even when I do heal completely, Carlisle's not stupid enough to just let me go. You and the rest of them have been holding me here against my will." She sighed. " I constantly seem to be heading for a breakdown, and I don't know why! I hate that. I also hate being pushed out of a secret. I always have. At least I know that you are clueless of most of the story too."
At those last five words, Seth's wrists hesitated. Gwen gasped and slapped his hands away.
" You know? I thought you said you didn't!" She hissed.
" Hey, I just found out recently." The boy swallowed. " Its not good Gwen."
" I cannot believe this! This is my life we are talking about! Mine! I have a right to know!" She shouted.
" What am I supposed to do?" His voice was raising. " Do you remember how you reacted last night when I…" He desperately avoided the subject of their-almost-kiss. "…visited you last night? You remember how you freaked out? It was because of a memory!"
" I don't even know what the memory was, Seth. I don't know anything right now, because you wont tell me! YOU! You say you're my friend but your not! Friends are honest with each other!"
Seth was quaking from head to toe with…anger? She couldn't be sure.
A shriek of agony split the air of the mansion. Seth sniffed the air once, ( Gwen looked at him like he was a nut. What was he sniffing for? Cookies?) and then was at her side.
" Bella?" She asked fearfully as he carefully picked her up.
" Yes." He answered and she caught a glance of his face. Anger had been turn to fear. " I think she's in labor."
Why was it that house seemed prone to screaming?
Gwen was in a car driving to some unknown destination. If this had been a normal occasion, her mind would be completely absorbed with surveying the scenery. This was the first time she had been out of the Cullen residence for as long as she could remember.
But however, while Seth had been carrying Guenevere down the marble steps, they had passed by Rosalie and Bella. ( At the moment it had not occurred to Gwen that Rosalie carried Bella as if she weighed nothing at all. Now, she was beginning to wonder…)
The sight had been truly horrendous.
Blood stained from Bella's mouth down her stomach. Her eyes were rolled back in her head as she screamed and screamed. The way her back was arched, it didn't look natural. It was like her spine had snapped. That picture would burn in Guenevere's mind forever.
Seth had waited outside with her while everybody else tended to her friend. He knew as much as she did on the matter, so she couldn't ask. Gwen had seen her mom go into labor, and knew this wasn't how it was supposed to happen.
They had left when Seth spotted Jacob cradling Bella's baby.
" Where are you taking me?" Gwen asked. She clutched her belly and tried to keep hold of her breakfast.
" My friend Sam's." Seth answered evenly. He pulled the fancy truck into a crumbly driveway with a numb grip. " We need to talk with him."
Okay, okay, I did steal some stuff from the song Unwell by Matchbox 20. ( I do not own the song!) It fits Gwen really well doesn't it? Anyway, review, review, review. You know the drill. More chapters coming out soon!