Hi guys...I am so so so sorry that I have left the story so long. So much has been happening in my life and Love will tear us apart had to take a back seat unfortunately.
The chapter is short but I am trying to work my way back into the story. Anyways, I will be updating frequently from now on.
Thank you for sticking with me.
Kisses.
"I….I can´t believe it." I looked at the overturned china cabinet with a tight feeling in my chest. "Why is this happening?" I started to cry now. Mom pulled me into her and kissed my head.
"We need to tell them." It was my dad that spoke. "This has gone on to a whole new level."
"It´s too dangerous Rob. They will leave." McBride answered.
"They won´t. If I won´t leave then Jacob won´t."
Nobody spoke for a long time.
"How dangerous is this? And don´t lie to me." Mom asked the room at large.
"It´s coming to a head now." McBride sighed heavily and took my face in his hands. "Sonia. I need you to be strong."
"Tell me what you need me to do."
"I will. But not now. We need to get back to La Push and tell the Pack what is happening."
"But I thought that it wasn't safe to."
"The rules have changed. We need to find those two kids too. And we need the Packs help."
"And you promise that they won´t be hurt." I looked at my dad, McBride and Grandpa. None of them betrayed any emotion.
"We can´t promise anything." Grandpa spoke. "Grace, Rob will drive with you guys. McBride and I will follow. Be careful driving."
"Promise me that Sonia won´t be hurt." Mom looked directly at dad. They seemed be having a silent conversation. "If she will….if there is even the remotest possibility tell me Robbie. She is all I have."
"She won´t be hurt Grace." My dad looked at me then back to my mom. "I will protect the two of you with my life. As I always have."
"She is our child Robbie. Our baby."
My dad was going to say something but McBride cut him off furiously.
"I told you that this wasn't a reunion Rob! We have to get to La Push now!"
The minute we are in the car and heading back to La Push I got out my cell to immediately call Jacob. To be honest it was the biggest relief that I ever could have hoped for at this horrible moment. To be able to tell him. To not hide this from him anymore.
"Hey Sonia. You okay?" Jacob greeted. He sounded stressed. I don't think we have ever been this far from each other before in our lives.
"Yeah yeah. I´m heading back to La Push now."
"So you are not staying the night there." He was relieved, I could hear it clearly in his voice. "I will meet you half way."
"You don't need to Jacob. I need you to do something else."
"What?"
"My dad is coming back with us. So is my Grandpa and….and McBride."
I could picture his face perfectly at the moment. His frown. And I also knew what he was going to say next.
"What?" Bingo. I won. "What the hell Sonia? Did you know that he would be there?"
"Kinda….yeah. Listen. They are coming back with us. And….I need you gather the Pack together. For a meeting with them. To discuss all the crazy shit."
"So I am finally going to be let in on this?"
"Yes."
"So what changed that you need to tell us about it finally?"
"A lot. Listen….I cant talk about this over the phone."
"I´m meeting you half way. Eight hours is too much."
"What you want Jacob. We are planning to stop in Cle Elum. Meet us there okay."
"Cle Elum. Got it. Sonia…are you okay?"
"Yes….."
"You are lying but…it doesn't matter. I will get everyone together as soon as I can. It will be difficult because some are on patrol and others need to."
"I understand. I gotta go okay. I´ll see you soon."
"Okay, see you soon. I love you Sonia."
"I love you too Jacob."
We were all silent in the car for a long time. Mom driving. Dad sitting beside her in front. Me in the back. Did I feel safe? I dunno. Yes….no….I just felt numb. And Bernie….and Ollie….how did I not see it? What were they playing at? Why go to so much trouble to get me out of the reservation? I couldn't help but feel I was walking into an even bigger trap. They practically pushed me to go out to the Spokane Rez. My head was aching horribly. And something was niggling at me. Fleeting thoughts that I couldn't pin down.
