Jennifer
After a loud, long argument with my boss, I was finally able to get off work. He accused me of taking cash from the cash register and also giving customers more than they wanted. First of all, I could kill him any second and second of all, I may be a vampire that defies the laws of human nature but I definitely don't defy the laws of ethicalness.
Dammit! Life was so much better when I could just kill any human that angered me but now…I have to conform to human standards. Nice! And you wanna be human, Jennifer?!
We were in his office when he went off on me. I had to refrain from lunging at him and draining his blood right then and there.
Anyway, at least now I get to leave this hellhole of a diner, get to my crappy apartment and watch some human TV.
After getting dressed in some normal clothes, I hung my apron up on the rack before grabbing my side bag/satchel and slinging it onto my shoulders, right over my halter, high-waist, ruffled asymmetrical dress by Sherri Hill. I walked out of the door with that annoying bell above it, only to see another annoying sight in front of me.
A big old Bobcat truck – with a red tape holding one of the side mirrors together – parked in the parking space.
This only meant it belonged to none other than Embry Call.
He honked at me.
"Hey!" He waved his hand out his window.
No. No. This is really not my day.
"Happy Halloween." He said with a menacing growl through fake teeth.
I won't lie, the animalistic sound of that growl caused me to flinch.
He laughed. "Gotcha!"
I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply as I reluctantly began sauntering my way towards him. I stopped mid-way in my tracks to rethink the situation before shaking my head and walking in the western direction. I could vaguely hear the starting of the truck and Embry driving slowly as I walked.
"What?!" He laughed aloud. "I can't believe you just rejected my truck! I mean you were about to just walk over to me and then you just pretended like you didn't see me?"
"Hello, douche! How are you doing?" I questioned –with lack of interest.
He hissed. "Brr! That's-That's cold."
I shook my head as I dug into my satchel as I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out to see my brother calling me again. I rolled my eyes. He's probably going to try to convince me to move back into the house.
I haven't really talked to my brother ever since he backstabbed me at Nessie's birthday party. The occasional 'Hi there!' sure but never full-on conversation. I was incredibly infuriated with him.
"Where you going to, smartphone?" Embry's nuisance of a voice questioned.
I peeled my eyes away from the screen to glare them directly at him.
"Not that it's any of your business but I'm actually going home."
Ugh! Intrusive much, dude?
"Well today's your lucky day because Uncle Jesse's arrived on the Full House Funtown Express Train to make your day full!" Embry stated.
"What?" I frowned as I glanced back at him with disapproval.
"I'm your chauffeur for the day." He said with a stupid smug grin. "At your service, ma'am."
I scoffed. "You're crazy."
"Come on, I've been driving you home for the past three days. Why is today any different?"
"Dude!" I laughed, but not with amusement. "I'm fine! I'll just catch a bus."
"I can't let a pretty, fine lady like yourself hop onto a bus." He told me.
"Well, you're just going to have to, okay?" I snarled.
He hissed at my coldness which caused me to in turn roll my eyes.
"Do you know how unsanitary those bus seats are? And they also smell like crap, so."
"Well I've been in your truck so…" I paused. "I'm sure I'll survive."
"Ooh! Burn!" He laughed. "You know, on any other day that would hurt me but not today!"
"I'm glad," I whispered sarcastically, shaking my head.
The Walking Dead is playing tonight and I have to start catching up on the episodes I've missed of Veep at some point. Oh! Dammit! I've also got some laundry to do.
Man. Living as a normal, minimum wage working 'human' is harder than I expected.
"But…It looks like it's going to be a downpour and I can't let you wait for a bus that may or may not appear with your little cute head and adorable outfit drenched in water. Although, it is a funny image I'll tell you that." He chuckled.
I hummed. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"
He smirked and shook his head.
"Nope." He said, leaning out his window as he held onto the wheel with a tight grip.
I sighed as I took a glance at the bus stop and then up at the heavily clouded sky. I exhaled another annoyed, bated breath before drifting my eyes back onto Embry who winked at me almost instantaneously.
"If I really must." I gave in –unwillingly though.
"You could say that with a little more enthusiasm, peachy." He said, hopping out of his truck.
"Yeah well, when I was looking at how I would plan out my day, you didn't exactly pop up so forgive me if I don't have the same zeal of yours." I said as I walked to the passenger side.
He smirked.
"And don't ever call me peachy again." I warned him.
He nodded. "Duly noted." He said.
I frowned as I stared at the door handle and back at Embry who couldn't care less about my presence as he fixed his gaze at a girl who walked by with a stupid yellow umbrella and black trench coat.
Is he serious?
I cleared my throat.
He finally turned to me with a creased eyebrow.
"What?" He said with a cough.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"Um…waiting for you to hop in?" He said.
"Aren't you going to open the door for me?" I questioned.
"It's open!" He told me.
I deepened my frown.
"You've got hands that work. Use them." He added.
Okay! Um…that was rude! But should I expect anything less from a douchebag?
I scoffed. "I thought the handle didn't work from the outside." I said as I swung the door open.
"Yeah, well, I fixed it yesterday night."
"You know how to fix cars?" I asked.
Wait? Why am I indulging in conversation with him?
"Yeah, all the guys do back home. It's a sort of rite of passage."
I giggled. "And what if you can't fix a car to save your own life?"
"Then you lose your title as a man."
"Don't you think that's a little prejudice? Why does a guy have to know how to fix cars?" I questioned.
"Just like how it's prejudice for all men to open doors for women?"
I frowned.
What?!
How does that even…?
"That doesn't even make sense!"
"Well then your statement also doesn't make sense." Embry added.
I laughed.
Wow!
"It's stereotypical at least. I mean, god forbid, one of you wants to become a plumber, does that not qualify you as a man?" I asked.
He shrugged. "It depends."
"It's a trade. And many people need it."
"Yeah but fixing toilets that are clogged in with people's shit isn't respectable, now is it babe?" He winked at me.
I scoffed. "Oh god,"
Why do I surround myself with idiots? Seriously?
Suddenly, a thunderous storm erupted in the dark clouds which subsequently caused me to flinch. Then to make things worse, vicious rain began pouring down heavily.
Embry roared with laughter.
I sighed as I narrowed my eyes toward him.
"I bet you're really wishing I left you stranded by the bus stop, don't you?"
"Shut up!" I scoffed which only gave to his laughter.
Fifteen grueling minutes later, we finally made it to my apartment building only a couple of blocks away.
"You'll just make a right on your next turn." I told him.
He chuckled. "I remember where you live, sweetie-cakes." He said with a smirk.
"Well, I wouldn't be quire what with your lingering, absentminded gawking at girls walking by. You know, you need to be more careful with your leering or else you'll make people uncomfortable."
"Is that jealously I hear?" He probed, wiggling his eyebrows.
Ew!
"No!" I gagged. "I'm just giving you some piece of advice."
"Aww! That's sweet that you care for me. But, you really should tell me if you're into me, I won't bite." Embry pressed with a wink.
I narrowed my eyes.
He's pushing it.
His arrogance is getting to the tipping stages of annoyance on my radar, right now.
I just snorted at his idiocy.
"Just get me home, please!" I said with an eye roll.
He smiled as he made a turn around the roundabout before driving north.
"What are you planning on doing tonight?"
I laughed. "Is this 20 questions or something? Can you just keep quiet for the next thirty seconds?"
"Thirty seconds?"
"That's all I ask." I pleaded, evening adding effect with my hands firmly placed together.
He snickered.
"Twenty-five seconds." He tried to negotiate.
I sighed, falling back into my seat.
"Twenty?"
I pursed my lips together tightly.
"Fifteen?"
"I'm gonna kill you." I half-whispered and growled under a heavy, steaming breath.
He sneered in a high-pitched tone, like a hyena meets a wolf cub.
I glanced at him.
He managed to abide the no-talking rule for the next couple of seconds until he pulled up into the crappy loft building.
I couldn't help the sigh of relief from escaping my lips.
"Thank god," I murmured as I snatched my handbag and plastic bag of takeout from the ground and went to open the door but he stopped me.
"Not going to work with your kid-like hands." He mocked as he reached for the door handle with his large hand and opened the door.
I grumbled before hopping out of the car and slamming the door behind me, allowing the pouring rain to drain out my hair.
"Whoa!" He moaned. "Are you as rough behind closed doors as you are with my car?"
"No. I give yours special treatment." I replied.
"You care for me and my car. Okay, now it's becoming a little stalkerish. We haven't even gone on a date yet."
I rolled my eyes as I threw my bag over my shoulders and walked hastily up the steps.
No. Don't reply to that. Just walk away gracefully.
"Hey, you! Wait!"
I halted with a sigh.
"What?"
"Don't I get a thank you?" He questioned.
I gnawed my bottom lip. I realized a long time ago, but I couldn't believe the depth of it.
But now…I was officially annoyed.
I spun around.
"Thank you," I said with lack of enthusiasm.
"Nah, you gotta give me something better than that." He stated.
I shook my head as I began walking up the steps of Oakridge Heights.
"Oh, come on!" He whined. "Are you going to leave me hanging?"
I punched in the code that opens the door.
"You know I'm just going to stay here the whole night?"
I shut the door behind me.
What a relief.
Now that that jerkward is out of my life, I could finally figure out my crap. I've had a horrible day at work and I've been missing school three or four times today, I've lost count. And to make matters worse, my crappy boss still hasn't paid me my full end of the share of the minimum wage I so rightly deserved for the entire month. I'm glad the tips helped, the tips were better this month so that's a plus.
It sucks though. That I work so hard and yet the food at Greasy's is basically crap in a Styrofoam box. So I resorted to grabbing some takeout from Blazin' Onion and Popeye's.
Mmm…Popeye's chicken is just so amazing! And don't get me started on their chicken nuggets.
Human food can really be good when I haven't had blood in a while. I was not intentionally not feeding but I really wanted to take full advantage of 'Human Jennifer' since I never ever got to play her when I was still under Joham's rule.
I was currently watching some reruns of Will & Grace with the pouring rain just outside whilst I ate my food when I decided to check if that dog was still outside.
I leaned over my couch to look through blinds to see that twerp's car was still parked on the sidewalk.
But where the hell was he?
As if on cue, a knock appeared on my door.
"Who is it?" I called.
This was a shady neighborhood so forgive me for being paranoid for any surprises popping out of nowhere.
Sure! I'm a hybrid and whatnot but I don't plan out my day beating the living crap out of a human because he tried to rob or kill me.
No answer.
I rolled my eyes.
Maybe it was my landlord.
I've been a month behind on the rent of the loft and he keeps checking in to sniff out the money.
"Mr. Dooley, if that's you, I know I'm a month behind on rent but I promise I'll pay next week…" I trailed off the second I opened the door to see nobody standing out there.
I frowned as I looked at both ends of the hallway.
I sighed as I closed the door, only to receive another knock.
I grumbled as I opened the door again.
"Stop messing with me!" I retorted.
Nobody was there.
I grumbled as I closed the door behind me and began walking down the hallway, but stopped midway when I smelt a familiar scent float into my nose.
"Oh, no!" I whispered to myself as I began walking briskly back to my loft.
I picked up the pace when the scent drew near.
I fumbled to my door and opened it, immediately flying in but caught the sight of the intruder running towards me. As I went to shut the door, a foot stopped it.
"Ah ah, too slow." Embry stated. "I'm too quick for you."
I growled. "Well, you're not as strong." I stated as I kicked him in the shin.
He cussed and yelped but yet he didn't waver.
"Your efforts don't match for me, woman." He teased with an annoying smirk.
"You're utterly, utterly intolerable." I spat.
"I know I'm handsome, but what am I?" He smirked with a cocked eyebrow.
This is ridiculous.
"What do you want?" I snarled at him.
He laughed as he used his strength and was able to tear my hands away from the door and let himself in.
"So this is your little humble abode?"
"Humble abode isn't right word. More like crappy abode. $955 per month on rent."
He widened his eyes as he darted his head toward me.
"Holy shit!"
I nodded. "Sounds unbelievable, I know but if you go to my bathroom, you'd realize that it's actually legit."
He smiled as he eyed the loft apartment.
"It's nothing some DIY can't fix." He said.
I hummed.
"It's definitely ten times bigger than my house back home. Just kidding. This is crap, girl." He said.
I sighed. "Embry, please just tell me again what you're doing here?"
He spun around to look at me and ran his fingers through his ear length, jet-black strands in his grey, Blink 182 printed tee and dark jeans.
"I was just making sure you're okay." He told me.
I cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm serious. This is a dingy part of town."
"I can take care of myself but I know that's not the reason." I told him.
"Why are you doubting my genuine concern?" He joked.
"Because you don't care about anybody else but yourself," I laughed.
He clutched. "Ow! Damn. That cuts me real deep."
"I'm just keeping it real." I told him.
"So you have me all figured out, huh?" He probed, smirking at me as he leaned against the counter.
I nodded.
"Anyway, now that you see that I'm fine and you've fulfilled whatever personal desire you had coming here, can you go now?" I gestured to the door.
"It's more of a personal vendetta." He said, ignoring my suggestion.
"For what?" I asked in annoyance.
"For almost breaking my truck door."
"Oh puff! I didn't even break a screw." I argued.
"I've been through many stormy nights with that truck, baby. You need to apologize." He said with a smirk and folded arms.
I chuckled. "No." I said.
Could this tool be even more ridiculous?
"Excuse me?"
"It's not my fault you offered a ride, were a jerk to me and above all wasted my damn and that's why your little truck is pain." I growled.
"That's supposed to hurt me but I find it so sexy when you're so mad at me." He said with a little dog growl.
I gagged. "You're gross! Just get out."
He smiled as he decided to do the complete opposite and explore the loft.
"So how long have you been living here?" He asked as he made himself home and raided my refrigerator.
"So you're just gonna make yourself home and go through my kitchen?"
He nodded as he chugged down the tub of orange juice. He hummed when he finished and shut the refrigerator door.
"Your loft is really girly."
"Well of course it would be because I am a girl." I stated as I ascended the only staircase that led up to my bedroom.
He laughed.
"It's like a dollhouse."
"Okay, Embry." I told him.
"You're like a real life doll." He joked as I heard him climb up the stairs. "You're a Barbie."
"And you're like a hunchback." I replied as I snatched the rag magazines on my bed threw them underneath my bed.
"So this is where the magic happens?" He pointed.
"Only magic you'll see happen here is either my beauty sleep or my Netflix and Chilling."
"I hate Netflix."
"And I don't care." I told him as I made my way to the balcony.
I opened the glass doors wide to see the rain lightly drizzling onto the flowerbed of the balcony I created when I first came here.
I didn't realize the rain had stopped.
"Wow." I heard Embry utter from behind me.
I made my way over to the flowerbed and ran my hand onto the array of peonies, lilies, roses, dandelions, tulips, daisies and sunflowers.
"Don't tell me you're going to be the girl that wants a guy to always get her flowers on dates? 'Coz that shit's expensive nowadays."
I sighed. "I don't need a guy to get me flowers. I can get my own." I told him.
"In fact, I can actually…" I paused.
Do I really want to tell him?
"What?" He said with eyes filled with interest.
"Um…I can actually make flowers appear."
He frowned. "What?"
"My gift, I guess. I can influence certain things, in this case, nature. Anything I can imagine, I create."
"Sick," He said with an amazed grin.
I grinned back. "It's nothing fancy though. I've only ever been able to influence plant life so I guess that's what I can only do with my ability."
"Nah, it's still really cool though." He pointed out as he stood beside me. "For a wolf who's almost always in wolf form, I find nature quite awesome. Mother Nature got it right for creating bushes so that we can all order Number 1 and 2's."
"And you then lost me." I laughed as I moved my eyes from him and back to my plants.
"I used to love playing in fields when I was younger. My sister, Maysun, used to take me to the nature park once a month when our father wasn't around so that I could play around the green grass, trees, flowers, fountains."
"Your sister sounds awesome."
I smiled. "She is."
"When did you last see her?"
"I haven't seen Maysun in over two years and I haven't seen Serena for almost eight years."
"Whoa. That long?"
I nodded. "We definitely grew apart. But I still talk to Maysun over the phone now and again."
I really missed them. It's not like we were one big happy family from the beginning but we were loyal to each other, and even though our dad was cruel –or at least, not a leading example of perfect parent – we still loved each other, there was a sisterhood there.
He smiled before gagging.
"Blurgh, all that sentimental crap's making me dizzy. Or maybe it's these nasty flowers."
I gasped and punched his chest.
"You're such a… meanie you know that, right?" I stated.
He guffawed as he held onto my hand.
"Meanie? Really?"
I hissed as I felt his warm hand caress my fingertips ever so gently. I quickly pulled my hands out of his grasp and grabbed my hand sanitizer from my pocket.
"Oh, now that's real mature, kiddo." He teased.
"I'm a germaphobe."
"Sure you are." He laughed.
I rolled my eyes.
"So are you going to the Halloween party next week?" He asked me.
"Um…I don't know. It's not my kind of scene." I told him. "How do you even know about that?"
"Nessie told Jake and Jake can't ever go a minute without talking about her, so…"
I gagged. "They're so smitten it's gross." I chuckled.
"I know, right?" He replied.
I smiled.
Although I didn't particularly like Nessie that much, I'll admit, I came here thinking I could find love but I realized Jacob wasn't the one I should have been going for. It's obvious his heart is always and forever going to be with Renesmee. They make each other happy.
And…I know I'm making a fuss about it but I want that.
If not now then maybe the future.
I finally have the freedom to explore who I am without having the manacles my father had on me. I'm able to do whatever I want and meet whoever I want.
"They're bounded by this spell given by the wolf gods of our past. So, you could say they're soulmates. It's a sort of gravitational thing where the two people are the only thing holding them to this place, each other." Embry said.
"How does it work?" I asked.
"Well, let's take it like this. I'm a shapeshifter and I meet someone, have a connection with them and not know it yet until both our eyes meet. And boom! Instant love."
"Seriously? Like love at first sight?"
"Sort of. Look, shapeshifters are born to protect the human race but there's a special type of human that one wolf is meant to protect his/hers entire life. That person not only is their reason for protecting, but also they're the shapeshifter's reason for existing if you will. Just one look of the eye and your whole meaning of life changes completely."
"That's intense. What if you decide to kill yourself and all of a sudden you meet a person and your whole life suddenly has meaning?"
"Yes. That person is everything you've ever wanted and more and you never really realized it."
"Does it happen to everyone? I mean, every shapeshifter?"
He nodded. "I assume so. Some take longer than others in finding their person."
"So what Jake and Ness have…They're protective over each other? And not only that, but they were destined to be soulmates in the stars?" I asked.
"Yeah, I mean, it's really insane when you think about it. The love they have can potentially surpass the love an old married couple have."
I widened my eyes.
The love Ness and Jake is that intense? I thought it was that puppy, teenage love you see in movies? Although, I will admit it was totally different when I first saw them together. It's like they physically cannot survive without being by each other's side and when they are together, it's like no one in this entire world exist except them. At first I thought it was a bit much but now that I know more about it, I can totally see why they're always in sync with each other.
"But isn't that a little unfair, though? Don't they have a say who they choose to be with? God forbid, Nessie was with someone at the time she met Jacob, she'd just forget all the love she had for him and drop him just like that? And what if the girl never wanted to be with him, but because it's written in the stars, they must? And oh my god, what if the girl is a lesbian? What happens then?"
He laughed. "It doesn't always have to end up being a romantic love. He could be just her best friend, just like Jake was Nessie's best friend before they started dating."
"When did they meet?"
He smirked. "This is going to sound weird and creepy and you're probably gonna puke –just like I did when I found out – but this happened when Nessie was born."
"I'm sorry, what?" I questioned as I tried to repeat his words.
"Five minutes after Nessie was born, he imprinted on her."
"Imprint?" I questioned, voice rising.
That's insane! Isn't that some sort of breaking of the law or something?
But really, does the supernatural even have laws?
"Oh, god no! It wasn't like that back then. There's different phases when it comes to imprinting. Whatever the kid or woman wants the shapeshifter to be to her, they will be. It changes. So like when Nessie was born, she wanted a protector and then when she was a younger kid, she wanted a brother and when she was a teenager she wanted a friend and now she wants a sex and make-out buddy."
"That's freakier than vampires and werewolves existing."
"Hey…" He tried to argue but shrugged. "I guess you're right."
"You sound like you know the feeling of…imprinting?" He nodded. "Did you…?"
He smirked, chewing his bottom lip as he gave me a quick survey.
"Nope. I'm a free man baby." He said with a suggestive tone of voice.
I rolled my eyes. "But it's going to happen?"
He shrugged. "I highly doubt it, I would've met her today if it was meant for me. I guess I was the unlucky pick which isn't so bad. Now I can actually do things like a normal human."
"Except, you're not human."
"Touché,"
I chuckled as I moved my emerald-green eyes from his chocolate brown ones over to the alley down the balcony where I caught the sight of two guys in ski-masks and biker jackets confronting a man.
"Where's the rest of the money?! You said this was all of it!" One of the ski-masked biker guys yelled.
"I swear that's all there is!" The man stuttered.
"Are they stealing from that man?" I questioned.
All of a sudden, the men began destroying him with punches, grits and kicks to the gut.
"Oh my god!" I gasped as I saw one of the men pull a pistol from their back pocket.
I glanced at Embry who had the same look I had on.
We both charged for the stairs and ran out the door with supernatural celerity. We ran down the many building stairs until we made it out of the doors and to the alley before any more damage was done.
"Hey!" I screamed before Embry was the one to lunge in front of me and released a menacing growl.
The men were about to retaliate by pulling their guns out toward us but stopped themselves mid-decision when they saw the look in Embry's eyes.
"W-what are you gonna do huh?" The gunman shouted hesitantly as he pulled the trigger.
Embry never wavered and stood his ground, clenching his fists.
"I'll shoot you!" The gunman said less confidently, his hands shaking heavy.
"Let's get out of here," The wiser one told the man with the gun.
The gunman soon gave up and the men in the ski-masks scurried away like the little chickens they were.
I immediately ran over to the injured man.
"Oh my god, look what they did to you!" I gasped as I stared at his tattered clothes and bruised up face.
After the men were for sure gone, Embry came to my side.
"What's your name?" He asked.
The man couldn't gather any words through his cut lip and flickering, swelling, black eyes that had slashes.
I didn't pay much attention to what was most prominent.
The blood.
"Don't worry, we'll get you help." Embry assured the man.
I got off the ground and began trembling backward.
"I think they used a fist brass-knuckles weapon on him. We need to get him to the hospital." Embry stated as he pulled his bicycle to the side and reached for the man.
I didn't even know I could listen to his words as the smell of blood reached my nostrils.
"Can you take the keys to my truck out of my back pocket?" Embry asked.
I felt the burn in my throat sting every fiber in my body and I felt the blood in my veins course away, my body losing mobility and my brain malfunctioning. My tongue was dry.
"Jenni –" Embry began before stopping himself when he looked into my eyes. "Jennifer?" He questioned in concern.
My eyes couldn't move from the blood trailing down from his lips and arms.
My breathing suddenly hitched.
I was losing control.
"Jennifer? Are you okay?"
I immediately lost it.
… …
Renesmee Cullen
Jacob reached out for the door handle and dragged it open, paving the way for me to enter as he shook the water drenched umbrella.
I smiled. "Why thank you, oh kind, gentlemanly sir."
"It's my pleasure, ma'am." He joshed around, giving me a slight bow.
I laughed as I entered and he soon after followed suit. We both stood at the door of the crazy, creepy costume store.
"Well they certainly are passionate about Halloween here." I stated.
Jake scoffed. "I'll say." He said as he placed his large hand on the small of my back as we made our way down the Freddy Krueger meets Scream costumes.
We suddenly heard a low, menacing growl coming from behind us. Jake and I glanced at each other and as Jake and I were about to turn around, a person emerged out of nowhere in front of us.
"Boo!" They squealed.
I flinched in a fright as I unconsciously clutched the fabric of my blouse.
"I scared you, didn't I?" A girl's voice appeared from the person behind a weird, devilish, beastly mask.
I scoffed, glancing at Jake who gave the girl a funny look that just spelled 'creped out!'
"Sorry about that." She giggled as she revealed herself from the creepy mask. "I'm Madeleine and welcome to Spooky Booky Costume Store. You two looking for a Halloween costume?"
"Um…yeah. There's this Halloween party this Friday –"
"Drake Mallory's house?" Madeleine questioned.
I nodded. "Yeah, how did you know?"
"He's Junior at UC, Oakland Woods! Such a jerk but he's so hot! I could marinade him up with sauce and gobble him up like roasted chicken. But then I'd regurgitate him whole and slash him into pieces with my perfectly sharp kitchen knife and feed him to my dogs and dragons because he's such a jerk!" She mused before sighing as she drifted away.
I blinked, staring back at Jake with wide eyes. He shrugged his shoulders and gave her a disapproving look which she didn't take notice of.
"Um…" I began, trying to break the awkwardness. "Anyway…So yeah, we're looking for something that's not over the top but…"
"That's also not boring!" Jake added.
I smiled, rolling my eyes.
"Yep."
"Well, there's an array of options to choose from. The Frankenstein, Kangaroo, Sexy Nurse/Maid, Disney Princesses, Cruella de Vil, Stormtrooper, Darth Vader, The Simpsons, Shrek, Al Poncho, Hitler, Napoléon costumes are sold out but there's a lot more to choose from. We have Tarzan, I'm sure you can pull it off." Madeleine stated as she eyed Jacob up and down over the lenses of her glasses.
I frowned as I clutched onto Jake's hand tighter.
The weird girl stopped her gawking after a long while before snapping back to reality.
"Oh uh! I'm so sorry! So yeah…" She whispered. "You guys are so good looking together, like you don't understand."
"Thank you." I quickly said as I held onto Jake's stomach. "We're going to go over there." I pointed toward the other side of the store before quickly dragging Jake by the hand and walking away.
I could hear Jake's teasing laugh from behind me.
"Shut up." I snarled as we stopped at the hat section.
"Oh, babe." He growled suggestively as he threw his arms around my neck from behind.
"Tell me she wasn't a little weird?" I asked as he showered me with kisses on the side of my face.
"Ness, she was a lot weird." He whispered as his breath lingered on my skin.
I shook my head. "She needs to see a doctor."
"Just because she checked me out?" He chuckled.
"No!" I said in defense.
He dropped his arms from me, allowing me to face him.
He cocked an eyebrow.
"Really?"
"Yes. I'm more worried about how she wants to eat someone and then roast them for her dogs and dragons! Tell me that's not crazy?"
"It's not crazy." He sighed, leaning against the rack.
I pouted with squinted eyes before punching him in the gut.
"Fine. Laugh at me." I told him.
"I'm not laughing at you," He laughed. "I'm agreeing with you but I'm just saying."
I rolled my eyes.
"Let's just get this over with. Time's not on my side right now." I said as I spun around to eye some costumes.
"Why?" Jake questioned as he stood close behind me as he ogled some costumes with me.
"Well, for one, I've got midterms to prepare for and a project due next week and secondly, you've met Bella and Edward. They'll lose their minds if their only daughter is over five seconds late."
"Come on, your folks aren't that bad." He stated. I scoffed. "Well, Bella isn't." He added.
I shrugged.
"So, are we going coordinate?"
"I'm not sure. What do you think?"
"I'm down for whatever you're down with." He told me, trailing his fingers up and down my arm.
I sighed. Figures.
"You're just going to agree with everything I suggest, aren't you?" I pointed out.
He smiled. "I trust your judgment."
"So if I pick a Bonnie and Clyde getup you wouldn't mind?"
He shook his head. "Nope."
"Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl?"
He smiled.
"You're very flexible." He said.
"What about Anna and Elsa?" I questioned.
"Uh…who are they?"
I grinned mischievously.
"I won't dress up as a girl if that's where you're getting at, lady. I draw the line there."
"Dammit." I whispered.
I resorted to looking through the aisle of outfits and hats.
I snatched a magician hat from the shelf and analyzed it for a second before showing it to Jacob.
"What do you think of this?" I asked.
He laughed. "I think it's stupid."
"Come on," I groaned as I placed it onto his head. "See! You look good."
He frowned as he glanced at himself in the mirror, feeling and adjusting the edges of the hat.
"All you need is a nice tux with a cape, some shiny shoes and a cane and you'll be the modern day and hot version Al Capone." I laughed.
"And I'll need a mustache." He laughed. "Meaning I'll need to shave off my beard?" He said, taking the hat off.
"You don't have to shave it off completely. Maybe just a bit on the edges." I said to him as I felt his scruff.
He smirked.
"Oh! That's a good idea. You should go as that! Al Capone. And I'll go as –"
"My mistress?"
I shook my head. "Sorry, honey. I have much better class than that."
"Oh! Okay! Okay! I see you, sassy girl!" He teased.
I giggled. "I was thinking of going as Amelia Airhart or maybe…" I stopped myself when I came across an outfit that caught my eye.
"Great Gatsby!" I squealed as I snatched a sparkly, sequence, crystal knee-length party dress with an outrageous hat to go with it.
"How about that Bonnie and Clyde outfit?" He suggested.
I laughed. "What's wrong with this?"
He shrugged as he gave it a look. "The dress is too short."
"It's knee-length!"
"And I don't like the sparkles. They're blinding my eyes and they draw attention. I don't want guys looking at you when your dress is well above your thighs."
"And I thought I was the jealous one in our relationship." I said, placing the dress back onto the rack.
"No. No. You get jealous when girls look at me, but I just want to be the only guy in the world to be lucky to revel in your beauty."
"Aww! You're cute." I cooed, patting his cheek. "But you're still jealous."
He rolled his eyes and smiled. "Whatever,"
I continued skimming through some costumes and came across a few I actually liked however, Jake didn't seem that quite interested.
"You're not into this are you?" I asked.
He shook his head. "That's not it."
I frowned.
"Can I ask you a question?" He asked. I nodded. "W-when did you start going on the pill?"
I cleared my throat.
"Um…The pill? Birth control?"
Of course, dumbass! What other pill could he be talking about?
"Yeah," He replied.
"Um…a week and half ago. Bella and Carlisle gave me a few boxes. Why?"
He shook his head. "Just asking."
I nodded. I guess we mutually decided to leave it at that before things started getting awkward which I could tell was slowly creeping up.
"Is Embry going to the party?" I asked.
"I think so. I mean, he told me he is but…you know Embry. Never commits to anything."
I laughed.
"Is he going with Jennifer?" I asked in curiosity.
"I'm not sure, why?"
I shrugged. "They're getting closer right?"
"In Embry's head." He laughed. "I don't think Jennifer's interested in him that way."
"I don't know. Maybe we're wrong. Maybe she does like him."
"You hope so I'm guess, so she'll stop pining for me." He rolled his eyes.
I shook my head.
"No. Nahuel told about her and how lonely she feels here."
"You feel sorry for her?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. I mean, I guess."
"Wasn't she the girl you claimed doesn't like you and vice versa?"
"I didn't say I didn't like her. I just said…she's different." I argued. "And it isn't like I'm not trying to extend an olive branch but…"
"She's not receiving it?"
I nodded.
"Don't worry yourself about her, babe. You've got enough friends and an awesome boyfriend to keep you company." He said as he grimaced at a feather fascinator.
I chuckled. "I guess."
"It's nice of you though." He told me as he snatched some weird, chicken aviators and placed them on me.
"Oh, wow! You…You look great!" He said with a wide smile.
I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced at the mirror.
I looked like a doofy idiot.
I rolled my eyes as I took the aviators off and pinched Jacob's stomach. He moaned but couldn't contain his laughter.
"It's not funny." I told him.
"No, it isn't." He laughed as he folded his arms, his massive, bulging muscles showing through his dark brown leather jacket.
I laughed.
"Come on, Jacob!" I urged as I fixed the woolly collar of his russet leather jacket.
"We have to be serious about this." I pleaded.
"Okay! Okay! I'm serious. We could go as Cowgirl meets Cowboy?" He pointed out.
I giggled, shaking my head as I walked away.
"Come on! It's an awesome idea! I can rock my chukka boots. I can even bring a whip. We can go all Indiana Jones on that ish." He told me.
"No." I giggled.
"Well I don't care what you say, baby! I'm going to be Indiana Jones." He asserted.
… …
October 31st
Halloween
Halloween Party
Renesmee Cullen
After getting dressed in my costume, I left the empty house and hopped into my Toyota Camry. Since my parents were out to god knows where tonight, I could easily leave the house without my parents asking where I was going. Yay!
Anyway, before I headed over to the penultimate Halloween party I made a quick detour to Alex's house.
"I'm so excited for Bloody Murder Night!" Alex whispered with enthusiasm as she practically sat on the edge of the seat.
"Did you actually bring a Jack-O-Lantern for Candy?" I laughed as I stared at the pumpkin on her lap.
"Why wouldn't eye?" She laughed as she pulled out an eye-shaped gum and threw it into her mouth.
"Aren't you a little too old to be Trick-Or-Treating?"
"Aren't you a little too young to be driving? Little Miss Eight-Year-Old?" She fired back.
I chuckled. "Touché,"
I stopped when the traffic light turned red.
"So," She began. "My dad and his henchmen went tracking for vampires the other day."
"Where?"
"Across the Eastern Sea Border, the Oakland Woods clearing and in Lake Como. He's tracing all these recent attack back to a vampire outbreak."
"Wait. What attacks?"
"Don't you watch the news? There's been two more bodies found in the lake last week, another two a week before in an alley near Bakersfield. Forensics Specialists are dubbing them as animal attacks, but obviously that's not what we think."
I kept quiet, trying to process this information as I stared at the road.
"You really didn't know?"
I shook my head.
"Wow. And here I am thinking your family of experience vampires would be able to tell when there's some supernatural outbreak."
I gasped and widened my eyes when a realization came to me.
"Maybe they know." I pointed out.
"My parents have been acting really weird lately, and my family have been out for a couple of weeks now. I didn't bother much about it until I realized they were having conversations behind my back. Remember how when I told about my family still treating me like a kid? And that they were hiding something from me? Having secret conversations when I'm not around?"
She gasped.
"Maybe they know!" She repeated my theory.
"Or they're in suspicion. If it were my family, they would have easily taken care of it but now it's still ongoing…"
So that's why my parents weren't around much back the house because they were tracing and following these attacks and getting leads to vampiric activity.
So there a reason why they were acting all funny around me.
But if they're still tracking the story, then that would mean they're not having any luck with it?
"I should tell them." I added.
"No!" Alex retorted. "You most definitely shouldn't."
"I should give my family a heads up about this before it gets out of hand!" I stated.
"But listen, Ness. I'm not even sure I got the full details when he was talking to them in the basement but I overhead my dad talking about how this isn't something he has ever dealt with before and that these attacks are totally different than the ones before. And that they shouldn't be running to this with a blind eye."
"How are these attacks different from the rest?"
"I'm not sure, but he isn't confident about it and if my dad isn't confident about it, then there must be something deeper."
"My family have handled a lot worse situations so I think they can handle this."
"Just hold off on telling them, just at least until I get more information about this."
I sighed. "I hope you're right about this."
Alex rolled her eyes. "Let's just focus on the party tonight. It's not like any supernatural juju would happen there."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"It's a Halloween Party! What could go wrong?"
I scoffed.
I pulled up onto the lawn of Drake Mallory's lake house and stopped the car.
"Remind me again why Jacob's not tagging along with you? I mean don't get me wrong, I am flattered to be your date but…" Alex asked.
"Um…He'll be here. I think he's got work to do," I told her.
Although, I wasn't confident with my words.
To be honest, I didn't know why Jake wasn't here. That was the original plan but he told me he got caught up with something and didn't return my calls after that. I was really hoping he'd be here soon because I really didn't plan on killing my boyfriend on Halloween night.
"At eight o'clock in the evening?"
I glanced back at her.
She shrugged her shoulders. "Just a question."
"He's going to make it. He's a mechanic, remember? It's not an office job."
"Doesn't he have shifts –?"
"He'll be there!" I exclaimed.
"Okay! Okay!" She raised her hands in defense as she unclipped her seatbelt. "Didn't mean to get you all agro on Halloween! I was just asking a question. A girl's curious."
I rolled my eyes. "Can we just get out of here?"
"Geez! Okay! Take a breather, Pattycake." She added as she jumped out of the car.
I released a heavy sigh as I glanced down at my phone perched in the holster. I reached out for it and immediately began scrolling down my list of contacts until I came across Jacob who also happens to be my speed-dial.
I shouldn't be worried right?
For all I know, he could be on his way right this minute. I trust that he'll keep his promise because I know Jacob would never ever break a promise. I have the bracelet he made me to show for it.
I sighed as I jumped out of the car and shut the door.
"Looks like one crazy party." Alex commented as she observed the mad bunch of people dressed in crazy, creepy, absurd costumes rolling in and out of the Halloween themed house.
I chuckled as I stood next to her.
"Do you really want to go through with this?" I asked nervously as I clutched onto my Ghostbusters themed clutch.
"Yes! You're going to do this. You're not backing out of this." She stated as she began forcibly pulling me forward along with her.
I sighed. "It doesn't look like my kind of scene."
"Nothing is your kind of scene if Jacob isn't around. Can you just for once, forget about Jake and have fun! And only later you can go back to your big, furry wolf and do whatever nasty, beastly stuff you get into under the sheets."
I groaned. "How are you able to do things without Seth?"
She frowned at me. "Um…I'm guessing because I have a life which you most certainly don't seem to have anymore."
"I have a life!" I exclaimed in my defense.
"Okay! Now start living it." She urged as she pushed me onto the porch.
I halted and glared back at her which she only returned with the famous cunning grin and mystic eye of hers.
"Oh, lighten up, girlfriend!" She mentioned as she adjusted her dress from the chest and draped her arm around mine.
We waltzed into the Bloody Murder House that blasted some really loud hard-rock/punk music that shook the house a bit.
The two of us stood there observing the crowd. The mansion was filled with gory decorations and the people weren't far off from the gore as well.
"Okay! All of this is awful." Alex uttered through a grinded-teeth smile. "And dear god it stinks in here!"
"See! I told you this was a bad idea." I tried to squirm out but she stopped me by piercing her long nails into my skin.
Although, it didn't hurt but it was shocking nonetheless.
"Ow!"
"No! We're doing this! We promised each other. We made a pact. We made a pact that we'll be determined to soak up the fun with the rest of our friends, we promised we would refrain from texting our other halves the entire night and we'd get drunk." She aggrandized.
"I don't remember making that pact."
"Well now you do."
As if out of the blue, a contortionist with a beheaded costume came bouncing past us disjointedly whilst a group of guys ran past us in a Chinese dragon costume.
I widened my eyes.
"Let's get a drink! Yeah! We need a drink." Alex quickly said before I asked questions.
However, we were immediately stopped by none other than Felicity Stone.
"Let me guess!" She began as she pointed at me. "Dorothy Gale from the Wizard of Oz."
I smiled and nodded my head as I glanced down at the famous filature polka-dotted, blue dress.
"Really? That's your outfit?" Alex questioned.
I nodded.
"I thought it was a sexy, twentieth century nurse getup."
I scoffed.
"Yeah, you're the inventor of HOT in that outfit! You can literally smell the testosterone and desperation in the room coming from all the guys." Felicity said, giving nasty glances at the boys walking by that even dared to look at me.
I frowned. "Really?"
I wasn't going for being the center of attention.
"I'm so gay for you right now. That's how hot you look." Alex stated.
I blushed. "Um…Thanks."
The dress is actually Alice's dress from way back when. Well, after searching and searching through the costume store for over a week, I didn't exactly find what I wanted so I had to do the one thing I dreaded doing…
Asking Alice for some clothing advice.
Let's just say, after doing that –someone help my soul – I opened up an endless seminar of Alice's top favorite costume outfits and I stumbled across this outfit. I've always loved the Wizard of Oz since I was a teeny-weeny five month old –which in hybrid years is like three years – and I adored Dorothy Gale. One, because she was the only female in the play but also because she resembled who I actually am, someone who is looking for bigger things in life and isn't the conventional girl of the farm, someone totally unique.
Anyway, when I chose the outfit Alice actually told me an interesting story about how she got it. It's actually the original outfit from the 1939 classic!
My mind was blown away.
But I shouldn't be surprised, she's a vampire who's lived a few decades, give or take, so she's been around.
"And you must be…" Felicity said as she turned to Alex. "Sacagawea!"
"I don't know what the hell that is but I'll just spare you all the guessing." Alex said as she twirled around. "I'm Pocahontas!"
"She's basically the same person. Pocahontas was inspired by Sacagawea."
"Actually, quite the antithesis, Pocahontas was not inspired by that Sac-Of-Potatoes!" Alex stated. "I used antithesis right, right?"
I nodded my head but questioned it in my head.
"And…that?" Felicity asked as she gestured to the deadly, knife through her head –fake of course – and the pale, undead makeup she had on.
"Oh! I'm the Zombie-Pocahontas."
Felicity laughed. "Well I'm Sabrina the Teenage Witch meets Hermione Granger meets Tinkerbell." She stated as she gestured to her wand and outfit.
"That's a lot of inspiration to one outfit." I laughed.
"Yeah, I can see the Tinkerbell in the glitter. You overloaded though." Alex stated.
"Whatever," Felicity rolled her eyes as she skipped away and off to a bunch of her friends.
I frowned. Felicity hasn't been herself for the longest time now. I would say it started since the semester began but really, it was ever since April.
"Welcome to Bloody Murder Night Feast!" A girl dressed in a bloody, tattered cheerleader outfit came to us with a tray of drinks in her hand. "Drink?"
"Don't mind if we do!" Alex said as she took a red solo cup with vodka tonic.
I, on the other hand, resorted to raspberry mocktail.
"There are so many people here." I commented.
"Yeah," Alex mused as she observed the crowd. "Some of these costumes are awful! I mean, who dresses up as a slime? And Jack the Ripper, can anybody be original?"
"I don't know, I like that gang over there's outfits." I pointed to the Medieval Vikings gang yelling as they kegged.
"Oh, dear god! Groot?" Alex exclaimed. "Justin Bieber! I mean come on!"
I laughed.
"Okay! Listen! Like real talk…I know you'll be honest with more no matter what so be honest now." She began.
I waited.
"Does this outfit make my boobs look big?" Alex asked.
"Um…You look amazing as always." I uttered with nervousness.
She groaned. "I figured you would answer with that."
I smiled, staring at my plastic cup.
Alex suddenly received an incoming text on her phone.
"Seth just sent me a text telling me he's in the room!" Alex's voice raised towards the end.
"What?" I frowned.
Seth is here? But…He's a teacher! He can't be out partying with a bunch of school and college kids.
"He says he's wearing an outfit that allows him to go incognito." She said as if she read my mind.
Of course! It's a costume party! Dwee!
"'I see you, see if you can spot me'" She read aloud before darting her head up to the crowd.
"You're not going to look for him, are you?" I asked.
"And why will I not?" Alex snapped.
"Um…well, for one, you'll be breaking the pact of –"
"Oh! Screw the darn pact!" She stated.
I gasped in shock.
If I remember correctly, it was her that were professing or cementing the pact of 'Girls before Wolf-Bros' and now she's completely debunked it like something that belonged in the trash.
"I was just saying that to make us both feel better. Now that Seth's here…" She trailed off with a shrug.
"So you're just going to drop on me to run off to your boyfriend?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Can we at least talk about this?"
"I thought we just did." She said before running through the crowd when she caught Seth waving at her way from the balcony.
He had on a really convincing Jack Sparrow get up.
"Great conversation," I said sarcastically with a sigh as I transfixed my gaze onto my phone to see Jake hadn't called yet.
Okay. I shouldn't be worrying so much right? He'll be here!
"He's probably just running late." I whispered and nodded to myself reassuringly.
I then moved my gaze to the crowd of dancing people in absurd costumes, partying the hell out of the night with the dance music playing in the background – High by Sir Sly.
It feels good to be running from the devil
Another breath, and I'm up another level
It feels good to be up above the clouds
It feels good, for the first time in a long time now…
My eyes drifted from the crowd to Justin, dressed in a Tony Manero outfit, and Luke –or should I say, Freddy Krueger – across the room, waving back at me. I smiled with a nod of a head.
I noticed Rea making her way over to the boys in a Goth outfit –which isn't a stretch from her usual outfits – and grinned widely as she gestured to Luke who she was heading over to talk to.
I grinned. I discovered Rea had a crush on Luke from Alex and I found it really cute. I couldn't help but imagine if they dated, we could all start going on group dates in the future.
"Good evening, mi amore." I heard a soft, coaxing, suggestive voice whisper to me from behind.
I knew that voice anywhere.
I twirled around to see none other than…Nahuel.
"Nahuel," I hummed. "How are you?"
He smirked. "You look excited to see me."
I rolled my eyes at the cockiness.
"What are you doing here?" I said with a scoff.
"Well, I heard about this Halloween party from a mutual friend and since I've never celebrated Halloween a day in my life, I thought why not seize the opportunity." Nahuel stated as he gestured to his costume.
I smiled.
"What's your ensemble?"
"Well…um…it's nothing really scary or outrageous like some of the costumes I've seen here." He said as a guy dressed in a Mr. Potatohead costume walked on by.
I chuckled.
"I'm dressed as a famous yet ancient witch doctor in the Ticuna Village."
His outfit had lots of animal skins, ruffled wool, and satin beige fabric whilst he had an on outrageously large headgear with tons of feathers and beads, with a large symbol and small statue of a big bellied man with fangs in the center.
It was very creative and ethereal.
"It's definitely creative." I stated.
He smirked his charming smirk as he took a sip of his drink.
"And who are you?"
"Well…um…well, I, uh. Do you know who Dorothy Gale is?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"Okay, then you wouldn't know." I laughed. "Let's just say, I'm a Kansas girl who owns a dog and goes on wild adventures."
"And where's your dog? Or is Jacob not feeling the idea of playing what he is?" He joked.
Or at least I think it was a joke.
"No! He'll be here. He's just running a bit late." I told him.
He chewed on his life for a half a second, then leaned toward me with a slow hand extended towards my shoulder and removed a speck of dust from it. I stared at his hand on my shoulder and then looked back at him.
"Thanks,"
He smiled as he played with my long hair.
"Hey, Nessie!" I heard Felicity's voice reach my ears.
I spun around to see her heading towards me with some hor'derves in her grasp.
"You really need to try these hot chili, pepper samosas. They're really good." She said with a chuckle before halting in front of Nahuel and me.
"Oh…I…" She stumbled on words when she locked eyes with Nahuel.
I looked at their faces, both very awkward and uncomfortable.
"Nahuel…" She mumbled out, which would have been inaudible to any human but me.
She all of a sudden hissed in pain as she flew her hand over the side of her neck, clasping it.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She didn't look directly into my eyes but I could tell she was calling out for me. The look she had on was a cry for help.
"Yeah, I'm okay." She replied, her gaze unmovable from Nahuel's face who was quietly sipping his drink.
I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I'm…I'm going to go look for Luke." She told me before quickly moving through the crowd.
"That was peculiar, right?" Nahuel scoffed.
I frowned as I looked at him. "Do you two know each other?"
"Yes. I helped her plan your birthday party, remember?" He pointed out. "Baby girl, you're not starting to forget like a human, now are you?"
I shook my head and chuckled sweetly.
"I guess I am." I said nervously as I glanced at the ground.
I needed some fresh air. Yeah, I needed some air.
"I'm going to grab some air." I informed.
"Okay. Do you want me to –?"
"I'll be right back." I told him.
I didn't care if I was convincing or not.
I pulled my iPhone out and began dialing Jake's number before calling him.
Hey! This is Jake and you've missed me! You know what to do.
"Jake! Where the hell are you? Would you answer your phone?" I demanded before ending the call.
I was going to kill him.
It's been over thirty minutes and he's confirmed late. Now my concern-meter has reached new levels and I don't know how to keep it down. If he would just call me back…
Bump.
"I am so sorry." I claimed after inadvertently bumping into someone.
I looked up to see a lanky man covered in tattoos, probably in his early to mid-twenties glaring down at me with devilish, chilling, intimidating eyes that were encircled by dark eye-liner.
The glare he gave me was bloodcurdling and definitely not friendly at all.
"Watch where you're going," He snarled.
"I'm sorry." I replied. "It won't happen…"
But he immediately just walked on by before I could even attempt to finish my sentence.
He could just be any rude guy out there but there was something about him that was familiar to me, important and I don't recall ever meeting him in my life.
I noticed though, over his numerous tattoos, one stood out for me.
Lloyd Dunhill in dark, intimidating calligraphy.
Could that be his name?
It doesn't sound familiar to me.
… …
Outside
Body's on the pavement
And if you love me, love me but you never let me go
And my roof is on fire and you never let me know
Say you're sorry, honey but you never really show it
And I can leave a party without ever letting you know
Without ever letting you know
For the past fifteen or twenty minutes, I had been trying to get ahold of Jake. Over text, calls, heck, even FaceTime but he didn't answer all accounts.
I was starting to get agitated and really angry.
Paranoia thoughts fiddled their way through my head. From concern over wherever his is to having thought of him purposely not answering my calls in order to avoid my anger when he tells me he's not actually coming. This should have been something I should have prepared for.
The moment I needed him the most, he doesn't pick up.
I glanced at my wristwatch five minutes later.
After what felt like centuries, Jake finally returned my call.
I gritted my teeth before answering.
"I'm going to murder you." That was the first thing I said. "You better have an Oscar worthy explanation for this."
"Nessie, I know you're pissed and rightfully so but my phone was dead and my boss was a bitch so I couldn't charge it at work. But I'm not going to make excuses for why I didn't call you sooner, all I tell you is that I'm an idiot and I deserve to be burned by you. I would fully accept that because I probably pissed you off and the last thing I want to see on your face is a frown, so I'm heading into the car right now with my Indiana Jones costume on and I'm going to be there in fifteen minutes so that I can properly apologize to you with my special Jacob-Wolf-Hugs-and-Kisses you so love."
I fought the urge to laugh or even pucker up a smile.
"That's if you'll let me?"
"Just get your ass here and then we'll negotiate your punishment."
"Damn. I thought my Oscar Winning Speech would get me out of the doghouse."
I smirked. "That's far from it, doggie. That speech deserved a Teen Choice Award."
He cried. "You just bruised my ego, you know that, right?"
I rolled my eyes. "Fifteen minutes!" I told him with a chuckle.
"Okay. I love you,"
"Love you too." I said before hanging up.
Thank goodness he was okay! He was still an idiot but my idiot was still okay.
Thank goodness nothing happened to him.
… …
Jacob Black
After I finally got off my shift and made it through the heavy traffic on the road, I made it to my apartment where I was able to charge my phone. Little did I know I was rushing for an uproar of missed calls and texts from Nessie when my phone switched back on.
Damn. I was in for it.
I quickly got dressed in my Indiana Jones outfit before running out of the apartment with my phone in my ear when I assured Nessie I'd be there.
"Fifteen minutes!" She said with a cute laugh.
I smiled as I shut the trunk and walked over to the front seat.
"Okay. I love you." I said to her as I stood by the driver side of car, fiddling with my keys.
"Love you too." She replied sweetly before hanging up.
I slipped my phone into my back pocket.
I fumbled with my keys as I was about to unlock the doors when I was subsequently halted by a scent.
A nasty scent.
A supernatural scent.
And it was in this very vicinity.
I slowly slipped my keys into my pocket and clenched my fists together as I prepared to phase.
I turned around to release a menacing, animalistic growl at the intruders.
And my instincts were correct.
There were three vampires standing there, surrounding the area.
"Jacob Black." The middle vampire, I assume was the leader, came forward. "We've heard so much about you…"
I snarled.
I could feel my wolf side rising.
"Who are you?!" I barked.
The leader, a female vampire with piercing, lusty, crimson-red eyes and bleach blonde hair that sat down above her shoulders, appeared in a blink of an eye in front of me and looked me straight in the eye.
I didn't waver, just stood my ground.
My gut kept telling me to phase and annihilate this person but something was stopping me.
I furrowed my eyebrows as I began to lose feeling on my body. I couldn't move.
The female leech smirked a devilish, conniving grin.
"My name is Cassia." The leech whispered into my ear before I automatically found myself immobilize and collapsed onto the ground.
I croaked, eyes fixed on the female leech who stood above me with a snarky grin on her face.
"I don't believe we've met." She said, jumping over my body and leaning down.
Subsequently, I felt her vampiric, long-nailed fingers pierce through my stomach. I tried to yelp but no sound seemed to form as all I could do was look into her crimson eyes.
"Dash! Josh!" She called.
The other two vampires appeared.
"Cassia?"
"What do you think we should do with this helpless little puppy?" Cassia murmured as she looked into my drowsy eyes.
My mouth agape. I could feel the blood traveling up my throat as she deepened her nails into my stomach.
I noticed through my deteriorating eyesight that I saw double. Or maybe the male vampires were twins but…
I couldn't…
The last thing I could think about was Nessie's face.
Before everything blacked out.