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Chapter Tweleve
I really didn’t want to fight Jake, but the way his whole body was convulsing, it looked like he would be fighting me anyway. I’d never seen him lose his normally steel like self-control. He took a half step towards me, and then rocked back on his heel, like he was undecided.
“I don’t know…” He mumbled. But the decision was made for him. We both heard the sound of light footsteps coming from the hallway, and the quiet thump-thump of a heart. Jake froze, his head tilted sideways, towards the door.
Sam stood there, a sly smile playing on her lips. She took a step forward, not bothered in the slightest by Jake’s fearsome expression; she hardly even looked at him. Her eyes were mine, combing every inch of me; checking out the old faded t-shirt I’d put on and she seemed partially interested in my hair.
“Hi Sam!” I reached my arms out. She grinned, walking briskly over to me. I was about to close my arms around her when Jake grabbed Sam, holding her in place at arms length, like a nasty piece of garbage. His hand closed around her neck, twisting her head so she had too look at him. The he smoothed his e expression ad let his hands drop deciding against what ever he was going to do.
“I’m sorry Samantha.” His voice was unemotional. “But please I know Jared’s secret. Think what this will do to everyone. Think about Embry!”
Sam snorted. “Don’t you think Jared’s done enough to me already!”
Jake muttered something in Quileute, a little fast for me to hear clearly, but it sounded like “Typical girl!”
Jake turned to me then. “I won’t make you choose Embry, but if Sam hears about this we’ll be for it. The whole ‘group’” he said tactfully, before sitting back down to finish his pasta. Sam eyes darted to Jake for an instant, before focusing on me again. A smile, slowly spread across her lips like a blooming flower. I smiled too trying to enjoy this private moment as a couple. Then she was sniggering, her left hand half covering her mouth, her right hand pointing at me. Jake’s eyes darted to Sam then followed her arm to where she was pointing. He chuckled too, his eyes clamped shut and his whole body rippling with laughter. I stared at them for a while, confused.
“Mirror!” Sam chocked, before sniggering again. I went out into the hall, and looked into the large mirror there. I examined myself. No embarrassing zits. Nothing printed on my forehead. My t-shirt was like a second skin on me, which I didn’t like, but even though I wasn’t toned like Jake or Quil I wasn’t fat either, and I hadn’t put on any weight, apart from a few stone, when I’d grown from 5’6’ to 6’1’, then more recently to 6’4’, and got some ok muscles, so that couldn’t have been why they’d been laughing. Then my eyes moved upwards to my hair. I gasped. It had been raining when I’d walked back home, and now my hair was sticking out at odd angles and had gone all fluffy. I chuckled at the sight of myself, and flattened my hair as quickly as I could.
When I came back, Jake and Sam were sat at the table, chatting like old friends. Sam was picking at the leftovers of my pasta, her expression only mildly interested as Jake told her about the Rabbit. I smiled, and then opened our last can of soup. Once it was done heating through, I took it up to Mom in her favourite mug.
Her room was cold, and smelt awful. I put the soup on her bedside table and forced my hand behind the headboard of her bed, until my fingers recoiled against something cold. I forced my fingers to wrap around it and pull it into the light. As I’d thought. Some cheap red wine, which resembled water with food colouring in, as I poured it down the sink.
“What are you DOING?’ my mom’s voice was sharp, like the crack of a whip. Then she recoiled. “Argh! My head feels like crap.” I turned to face her, she looked like a zombie, her eyes had giant dark circles under them and the whites of her eyes were now stained blood red. Her hair was worse than mine!
“Here Mom I got you some soup.” I reached past her and grabbed the mug off the table, then held it out for her to take. She inhaled the steam and then cringed away, her expression on her face disgusted. She turned towards the sink and threw up. I looked away, blocking out the wet splattering sound. I felt empty and washed out. The only thing in my life that was going good was Sam; she was my reason for staying.
“You know I don’t like soup Embry!” My Mom scolded. I shrugged; sure that she’d liked it yesterday.
“Mom you’ve got to eat.” I put my arms round her. She felt like a wisp of air. “You’re too thin.”
She snorted “Have you not noticed that most people in our family are thin. My Mom, my Dad, Aunt Tiffany, me and you Embry. I’m an ideal weight.”
“No Mom. You’re not. You don’t see my bones jutting out do you?” I pushed her gently away.
She rolled her eyes, and went back to bed, wrapped in her white fluffy dressing gown. I stood for awhile in her en suite, breathing deeply and staring into her mirror.
Jake and Sam were still in the kitchen, when I came back downstairs but now they’d given up the conversation, and where sitting not looking at each other, in silence.
As soon as Sam saw me she got up from the table and walked quickly over to where I was hovering in the doorway.
“Can I watch T.V.?” she said, combing her fingertips threw her spiky hair. I nodded and pointed to the living room. She smiled and walked quickly past me, her hand brushing against mine as she passed me.
Jake looked up, one dark eyebrow raised. “You’re right, Embry. She’s a very interesting person.” My heart jumped; maybe everything for once would turn out alright. Then he snorted, and my hope was shattered. “She just insulted the whole of La push!” He growled.
I sighed, letting myself fall into a chair. It was by now gone 10 pm, and I was tired. It seemed like just as today had got better, it had quickly got worse again.
“Can’t you just leave it Jake! Leave us!” I put my head in my hands feeling weary of my life.
I heard Jake breathe out sharply, then he said quietly “Fine, Embry… if you like her so much then I guess we’ll have to put up with it.”
“Thanks Jake” I mumbled, raising my head from my palms. He smiled back at me, then turned and too quickly left the house. As soon as the front clicked shut, I heard the T.V. being turned off, and soon Sam was by my side. I felt whole then, we were like one person and being apart from her drained me.
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Chapter Tweleve
I really didn’t want to fight Jake, but the way his whole body was convulsing, it looked like he would be fighting me anyway. I’d never seen him lose his normally steel like self-control. He took a half step towards me, and then rocked back on his heel, like he was undecided.
“I don’t know…” He mumbled. But the decision was made for him. We both heard the sound of light footsteps coming from the hallway, and the quiet thump-thump of a heart. Jake froze, his head tilted sideways, towards the door.
Sam stood there, a sly smile playing on her lips. She took a step forward, not bothered in the slightest by Jake’s fearsome expression; she hardly even looked at him. Her eyes were mine, combing every inch of me; checking out the old faded t-shirt I’d put on and she seemed partially interested in my hair.
“Hi Sam!” I reached my arms out. She grinned, walking briskly over to me. I was about to close my arms around her when Jake grabbed Sam, holding her in place at arms length, like a nasty piece of garbage. His hand closed around her neck, twisting her head so she had too look at him. The he smoothed his e expression ad let his hands drop deciding against what ever he was going to do.
“I’m sorry Samantha.” His voice was unemotional. “But please I know Jared’s secret. Think what this will do to everyone. Think about Embry!”
Sam snorted. “Don’t you think Jared’s done enough to me already!”
Jake muttered something in Quileute, a little fast for me to hear clearly, but it sounded like “Typical girl!”
Jake turned to me then. “I won’t make you choose Embry, but if Sam hears about this we’ll be for it. The whole ‘group’” he said tactfully, before sitting back down to finish his pasta. Sam eyes darted to Jake for an instant, before focusing on me again. A smile, slowly spread across her lips like a blooming flower. I smiled too trying to enjoy this private moment as a couple. Then she was sniggering, her left hand half covering her mouth, her right hand pointing at me. Jake’s eyes darted to Sam then followed her arm to where she was pointing. He chuckled too, his eyes clamped shut and his whole body rippling with laughter. I stared at them for a while, confused.
“Mirror!” Sam chocked, before sniggering again. I went out into the hall, and looked into the large mirror there. I examined myself. No embarrassing zits. Nothing printed on my forehead. My t-shirt was like a second skin on me, which I didn’t like, but even though I wasn’t toned like Jake or Quil I wasn’t fat either, and I hadn’t put on any weight, apart from a few stone, when I’d grown from 5’6’ to 6’1’, then more recently to 6’4’, and got some ok muscles, so that couldn’t have been why they’d been laughing. Then my eyes moved upwards to my hair. I gasped. It had been raining when I’d walked back home, and now my hair was sticking out at odd angles and had gone all fluffy. I chuckled at the sight of myself, and flattened my hair as quickly as I could.
When I came back, Jake and Sam were sat at the table, chatting like old friends. Sam was picking at the leftovers of my pasta, her expression only mildly interested as Jake told her about the Rabbit. I smiled, and then opened our last can of soup. Once it was done heating through, I took it up to Mom in her favourite mug.
Her room was cold, and smelt awful. I put the soup on her bedside table and forced my hand behind the headboard of her bed, until my fingers recoiled against something cold. I forced my fingers to wrap around it and pull it into the light. As I’d thought. Some cheap red wine, which resembled water with food colouring in, as I poured it down the sink.
“What are you DOING?’ my mom’s voice was sharp, like the crack of a whip. Then she recoiled. “Argh! My head feels like crap.” I turned to face her, she looked like a zombie, her eyes had giant dark circles under them and the whites of her eyes were now stained blood red. Her hair was worse than mine!
“Here Mom I got you some soup.” I reached past her and grabbed the mug off the table, then held it out for her to take. She inhaled the steam and then cringed away, her expression on her face disgusted. She turned towards the sink and threw up. I looked away, blocking out the wet splattering sound. I felt empty and washed out. The only thing in my life that was going good was Sam; she was my reason for staying.
“You know I don’t like soup Embry!” My Mom scolded. I shrugged; sure that she’d liked it yesterday.
“Mom you’ve got to eat.” I put my arms round her. She felt like a wisp of air. “You’re too thin.”
She snorted “Have you not noticed that most people in our family are thin. My Mom, my Dad, Aunt Tiffany, me and you Embry. I’m an ideal weight.”
“No Mom. You’re not. You don’t see my bones jutting out do you?” I pushed her gently away.
She rolled her eyes, and went back to bed, wrapped in her white fluffy dressing gown. I stood for awhile in her en suite, breathing deeply and staring into her mirror.
Jake and Sam were still in the kitchen, when I came back downstairs but now they’d given up the conversation, and where sitting not looking at each other, in silence.
As soon as Sam saw me she got up from the table and walked quickly over to where I was hovering in the doorway.
“Can I watch T.V.?” she said, combing her fingertips threw her spiky hair. I nodded and pointed to the living room. She smiled and walked quickly past me, her hand brushing against mine as she passed me.
Jake looked up, one dark eyebrow raised. “You’re right, Embry. She’s a very interesting person.” My heart jumped; maybe everything for once would turn out alright. Then he snorted, and my hope was shattered. “She just insulted the whole of La push!” He growled.
I sighed, letting myself fall into a chair. It was by now gone 10 pm, and I was tired. It seemed like just as today had got better, it had quickly got worse again.
“Can’t you just leave it Jake! Leave us!” I put my head in my hands feeling weary of my life.
I heard Jake breathe out sharply, then he said quietly “Fine, Embry… if you like her so much then I guess we’ll have to put up with it.”
“Thanks Jake” I mumbled, raising my head from my palms. He smiled back at me, then turned and too quickly left the house. As soon as the front clicked shut, I heard the T.V. being turned off, and soon Sam was by my side. I felt whole then, we were like one person and being apart from her drained me.
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