2021 Post New Moon Bella be like: “They say all’s well that ends well, but I’m in a new Hell every time you double-cross my mind. You said if we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine. And that made me want to die. The idea you had of me, who was she? A never-needy, ever-lovely jewel whose shine reflects on you”
Series description: A new job was what the reason you found yourself on a lonely roadtrip on the western coast, ending up in the woods of Olympian Peninsula. Yet a sudden car malfuction was what cause your unplanned stay in Forks. To your surprise, there was a lot of sinister things going on under the veil of fog.
Part summary: The secret was finally out - many questions were about to be answered. Yet no-one said it will be enjoyable for either of you.
A/N: Okay, I am 100% positive that Seth would believe there’s something wrong with Jacob before realizing that she just means the wolf thing (IT’S JUST A WOLF THING). Also, I am sorry (not sorry) for the lenght of this part, but I got a bit carried away.
The wolf turned around to look at what caused the loud thud behind him. His blood froze in his veins when he realized what was he looking at - you’ve been laying on the damp, hard, and ice-cold ground. He could smell it in the next second - the iron-like, dry smell in the air. The vampires would most likely describe the smell as sweet, just lovely - yet Jacob’s stomach was turning upside down as he felt it. No - you didn’t hit your head so bad you’d be bleeding out. There was just a small amount of blood dripping out of a small wound on your forehead, the drops were slowly soaking into the soil. Jacob wasn’t panicking, he was just surprised to find you there - you were just fine, your breath didn’t even hitch, he could still feel the warmth coming out of you, your heart was beating steadily. Don’t worry, you were just fine.
But Seth, who saw the view through Jacob’s eyes, started to panic at the sight of your unconsciousness - while Jake found the expression very funny, the boy started to freak out. - ’Jacob, help her, why are you staring at her?!’ - Seth cried out to both Jake and Quil’s heads, he wasn’t sure about what was happening. - ’Jacob can’t change back now, Seth. She’s bleeding a bit, what if the leeches will smell it?’ - At that, Seth breathed out; Jacob and Quil felt the decision Seth made the very moment the boy realized it himself. In the next moment, he was running to meet Jacob just to help him. - ’Seth, don’t leave your position!’ - At the same time, Quil took a deep breath and howled loudly for the others to know something had happened.
The members of Sam’s pack and Jacob’s pack couldn’t hear on the same wave - only Jacob and Sam themselves could communicate. Every time something unexpected happened, a member of either pack howled and changed into their human form to describe the issue. It was extremely time consuming and also a bit exhausting, but they didn’t have a better solution.
It was too late for Quil to stop Seth from running your way. Jacob’s bitterness could be felt in the mental web, yet he didn’t tell a word - he just watched the perimeter, ran around, and made sure that any of the bloodsuckers was after you. While Seth was on his way and Jake already looked around, he started to move you around. If you’d be awake, he knew you’d freak out - his teeth bit on the cap of his raincoat as he dragged you closer to the garage, not having a problem with lifting you. The tops of your feet were sometimes touching the ground as Jacob scampered around in the direction of Forks. Thank God, you were barely a minute away when taken from a wolf’s point of view.
Suddenly, Jacob couldn’t tell what Seth was thinking, neither he could see what Seth was seeing - which meant just that Seth was close. And soon, the huge animal turned its head at him. It was looking quite funny, seeing Jacob running around with you hanging out of his mouth… Without a context, it would sure make Seth laugh hard. - “Hey, Jake.” - Seth mumbled and tried to flatten you inside his arms. - “Let go of the cap, I have her. Jacob. She won’t fall to the ground. She’s breathing… I can hear her heartbeat. It seemed that she did something to her brain for a moment.” - And there Seth was, rambling about a ton of stuff that meant… Nothing.
If he’d stop himself from acting up, just for a second, he’d know that you were alive the whole time. Jacob heard you breathing and your heart beating… Before Seth brought it up. And seeing the way the wolf was staring at Seth, the boy immediately knew he did something wrong. But Seth didn’t care at all - he just moved your body in his arms a bit, smiling at you. - “Don’t worry. I’ll stay here and make sure Y/N’s good, okay?” - The sunshine boy grinned at Jacob. - “Maybe some of them will appear here… They’ve been here before and now, there’s the stench of blood in the air.” - Slowly, Seth walked backward to the door leading inside the house, letting Jacob disappear between the trees.
Seth has done just like he told Jacob he would - the boy made sure to tug you into the big, super-warm blanket after taking the coat and boots off. Like a nurse, he cleaned your forehead with disinfection, taping it together with white medical tape. While happily strolling around the flat, Seth turned on some of the heating, made sure the place will be ventilated, and… Because Seth was Seth, when there was nothing left to do, he started to clean around - doing the laundry, folding clothes… When Seth was done and looked around the place with a satisfied smile, you wouldn’t know that you were at this place before.
Jacob… He was a messy person. He was one. The whole flat was the perfect reflection of said behavior. And you weren’t there to change that - most of the time, you even weren’t inside the flat, for the love of God - at least, he was doing the dishes and his bathroom was tidied up and smelled very nice. It was all you could ask from a person who had offered you a stay at their place in exchange for buying the food. Yet after Seth spending an hour there, the flat turned into a place you hadn’t seen before - the boy swept both the dust and the floors, he tidied the sofa from all of the dry soil and carefully re-arranger a fluffy blanket over it so it would be looking presentable. When Seth was done with the flat, he made sure the door to the guest room is opened, just before he sat down to watch some TV. He made sure to listen to the rhythm of your breath - before he fell asleep himself. The boy had an undoubted skill of falling asleep everywhere and anytime, snoring almost unison with how you breathed. The boy was a light sleeper, he’d sure wake up if he’d heard something he would not perceive as ‘normal’. Just like when you started to stretch in the bed, growling unpleasantly.
The dream you had was… Fucking crazy. You dreamed about walking to the woods behind Jacob, following him around. At one point, the man stopped - you did so too, watching him, hidden behind a tree. You remembered that in your dream, it was raining and it was pretty darn cold. Your breath hitched as you watched Jacob falling on his knees, grunting in pain. And then he turned into a fucking wolf. Into a huge, unnatural wolf. Jacob was nowhere to be seen. With that, you woke up - just as your head hit a root which was peeking out of the ground.
Your breath was above normal rhythm as you sat up and looked around to understand where you were. Fuck. You were just in your bad and this was just a bad dream. Jacob was most likely on his late-night walk and you fell asleep instead of following him. There was something wrong with your blood pressure because the room was gently smudged in your peripheral vision and it was shaking a bit. The colors weren’t right either. And why was the pillow full of dirt?
Trying to shake the strange headache, you gently smoothed your temple, just to hiss at the feeling. Fuck. Your head hurt as if someone took you out with a damn frying pan. Was this Jacob’s found? Without a problem with recognizing the material, you brushed over pieces of medical tape with your fingertips, wondering at what the hell had happened. You didn’t remember hitting your head anywhere, this didn’t make sense. Or, maybe, the dream…
“Hey, there!” - A young boy exclaimed in a happy tone. He was standing in the doorframe, shirtless, having a grin on his face. Who on Earth was this? And why wasn’t he properly dressed for the cold weather? There was a strange tattoo on his shoulder and… He wasn’t wearing any boots. Yet his feet, when compared to Jacob’s, were nicely clean. - “Nice to see you up and well. Name’s Seth, I volunteered to take care of you while Jake’s off.” - Without any further explanation, he offered you his palm. Confusedly, you held it in yours while the boy did the shaking. - “I have two simple questions. Why aren’t you wearing a reasonable amount of clothes and why is there tape on my forehead?” - Seth was kind of surprised when you didn’t ask something like 'also, why did Jake turn into a huge ass animal in front of my very eyes?’. Either you didn’t connect the dots yet, or you knew something about all of this.
“Oh, sorry. I’ll borrow a shirt if it makes you uncomfortable,” - Seth smiled even more widely than before, disappearing for a bit before he put on an old, flannel shirt he borrowed from Jacob’s closet. It didn’t even cross his mind that he’s not properly dressed. Most of the La Push boys just walked around shirtless for the most part. It was kinda nice to talk to someone… Normal. - “But my physical temperature is a bit higher than yours. I won’t get cold… And I don’t feel cold. I haven’t felt cold for the last couple of years.” - Seth explained to you as if you were supposed to know what the hell he’s talking about. Most of his friends were used to his happy ramblings, but you weren’t local. Seth was a stranger to you - and for the dearest God, you didn’t know what was his point. - “And the medical tape? Oh, don’t worry, I cleaned the blood and the wound first. It was a horror to get it out of your hair, I tell you that. I was worried that I might just… You know… Tear some hair off your scalp. Jake neither would be too happy about that.” - Tearing hair off your hair? What was the boy on about? You were just as confused as before the boy started answering your questions. Maybe even a bit more.
Even though he answered both the questions, he hadn’t told you anything. Maybe he was being dodgy, maybe he just really didn’t know he’s rambling about nonsense. Honestly, you couldn’t tell. - “I was bleeding?” - “Well, not like bleeding… It was a few drops here and there, but it stuck around the wound and then it kinda dripped down your face.” - Seth answered with an honest smile. Okay, so he just wasn’t aware of misleading you even more, cool. Now you knew. - “And I hurt myself… Or..?” - You needed to be more direct with the questions to get a proper answer out of the boy. - “Oh, yeah, you fainted in the woods and fell on a root, that’s what happened.” - Oh, so that was why the dirt was in the bed. And why your forehead was taped together carefully. Sure. And that also meant…
Seth could heart your heartbeat picking up and your breath getting irregular as you realized something. Suddenly, your hormonal balance had changed as your body started to sweat. You were stressed. And also, this was the reaction you should show before. - “Seth, you need to help me.” - You mumbled, climbing out of the bed. The room suddenly spun around and you barely stood on your feet - the boy’s arms caught you and he carefully helped you stand straight. - “At first, I thought that Jacob is a killer. Don’t ask me why I just got that vibe.” - What the hell were you now on about? Seth watched you packing your stuff in a state of total panic, you were running around the room, picking every piece of clothing you could find. You didn’t care what will you leave there, you needed to run away as soon as possible. - “A killer?” - The boy answered with confusion - suddenly, you pushed all the clothes you found into his arms, picking up the rest. Where was the bag, goddamnit?
“But it’s worse, much, much, MUCH worse.” - “It is?” - He asked back and for a moment, you managed to get him distressed as well. Seth was one of the people you shouldn’t be having this type of conversation with at all. Even if Seth knew about every thought that ever went through Jacob’s brain, he was now on the same ship of panic as you. - “What is he, then?” - “Trust me, if I’d tell, you’d think I’m crazy. And we don’t want that. I’ll take you out of there with me, what do you say? We can… We can try to ring at Charlie? Jacob always leaves his keys in the car, so the tow truck is a fairly good chance.” - Your brain started to put together a situation. The chaos was too much for both of you - for a moment, Seth was thinking about actually escaping with you from the menace that Jake was supposed to be in your eyes. - “He can… He can… He can…” - Slowly, you looked him in the eyes, trying to get the words out. The boy was hanging on your lips with his eyes, curious to hear about what the hell Jacob was. - “He can turn into a wolf. I saw that with my eyes and I swear I’m not crazy. You need to trust me on this, Seth.” - At that moment, every sign of suspense in Seth’s face faded away as a grin replaced it. Oh, okay, so this was the late response Seth was expecting when you’ve woken up. - “What are you grinning at? I didn’t lose my marbles! We need to go, now! Or he comes back, turns into that… That animal and tears us apart!”
“I know you’re not crazy.” - Seth whispered carefully, which made you stop for a moment as you looked into his face, searching for hints of sarcasm or something like that. You thought that maybe, Seth will tell you that you hit your head too badly or something like that. - “And I know that… Because I can do that too.” - What was he saying? Was he also walking to the woods in the late night, turning himself into an animal at will? That couldn’t be… Again, the room around you spun - one time, two times, three times… The third time, you’ve been already laying on the bed, passed out. The man let you lay there for a second as he put your clothes back in place. This time, you’ve been quicker to wake up.
It didn’t take you even five minutes to gain consciousness and this time, you did not doubt in your mind about what happened. As soon as you heard someone standing next to the bed, your eyes flew open as you gathered to stand up on the bed, trying to get away from Seth, who was standing there with a glass of water and a small smile. One of your hands rose high to keep Seth away from you, but the boy wasn’t on planning at all. - “If you’ll come just a step closer, I am going to scream.” - Yeah, who would hear that? It was your last defense. Your phone was in the raincoat you’ve borrowed from Jacob, Seth was standing next to the door and… You could still jump out of the window, but it was pretty high, to be honest. You could hurt yourself pretty bad if you’d be considering jumping out and you would not run too far if you’d break your leg. - “Be careful and reasonable, come on. You hurt your head pretty bad.” - The boy seemed to be nice, yet it could easily just a mascarade. Just when he mentioned your head, the whole room spun and you had to support yourself by putting your palm against the wall.
Jumping out of the window suddenly seemed like an even worse idea than before. - “I think you might have a concussion, so, can you just sit down?” - Seth stepped forward and in response to that, you started to wave your hands around more wildly than before. The boy grunted in frustration, rolling his eyes back. For the most part, you’ve been acting like the child out of you two. After calculating the situation once more, you told yourself it might be better to co-operate. For now. Until you get a better view of the flat door. Just as you were climbing down the bed, the room spun again. Great, so now, you had a fairground amusement just from walking around. - “Will you let me go?” - You asked quietly once you’ve given up on any resistance. Without any further theatrics, you took the glass from Seth and even the painkiller coming with it.
“It’s not safe out there… Listen, no-one’s holding you here against your will, but it wouldn’t be smart to leave now.” - That was all he could say without giving away too much. Seth couldn’t just straight away tell you that most probably, you’re on the vampire menu now and that they will have a hard time trying to get you out of that trouble. Not like he couldn’t talk about it, he just didn’t want to give you more reason to go into a full tantrum. - “Why? Are there wolves in the woods?” - You grinned at your own, not-so-funny joke. It didn’t make Seth even smile. - “There’s something… Different out there. So, please, just don’t do anything unplanned, dumb, or dangerous. Jake wouldn’t thank me if you’d just do a bunk.” - “He asked you to keep an eye for me?” - Then, there was the question if Jacob just wanted to keep you in the flat or if something was lurking in the woods for real. Both answers sounded more or less probable to you.
“Well… Not entirely, I volunteered to be here. I would be grateful if you’d just… Tried not to do anything crazy. Jacob should be back by six, he decided to do a longer one today.” - And with that, Seth let you be with your thoughts alone, which was worse than when he stuck around and stared you down like a baby, that was dangerous to everyone. After the conversation ended, he was highly reluctant to tell you any information - he kept telling you that Jacob should be the one talking you through it when he was the one you’ve seen… Doing it. Not even when you circled a different conversation back to the topic - Seth was smarter than just giving you what you wanted.
In the meantime, you’ve cooked something for yourself and Seth, you even went as far as to let something for Jacob as well. Precisely at six o'clock, Seth’s head turned in the direction of the forest as he got up from the couch and simply… Disappeared. You could hear a long, painful howl, but you couldn’t bring yourself to move. You just closed all of the windows and curtains, hiding under your blanket on the couch. The whole time, you’ve been watching some animal planet, until you simply fell asleep. It was Sunday and the garage would’ve been closed anyway. After some super-long document about mantises, you’ve fallen asleep - in that state, any danger was lurking behind the windows and you’ve been safe, laying on the couch.
Jacob came home late that day - Seth was nowhere to be found, which was understandable. Sam has found one of the vampires and tried to catch it… Embry, of course, ran after Sam to support him - yet the leech, it was a man this time, was quicker than them and broke Embry’s leg. Embry, being the fighter he was, twitched the man’s palm. That sure as hell won’t make the bloodsuckers happy. The palm was now burned to ashes, yet it was almost 100% sure that the vampires will come for their revenge soon. And honestly, instead of talking to you, he slept under the trees, in the cold outside, just to make sure the confrontation will wait for a bit.
As a means of reconciliation, Jacob brought you some take-out from the steak, just like you talked about it - and there was a momentary relief when he found you dead asleep while watching a David Attenborough documentary about ants. All it took was to wait for a bit - and while you slept, he decided to work on your car again. The sooner it would be done, the sooner you could leave the town. It wasn’t too hard for you to understand Jacob was back and working again - the noise was undeniable. You crept behind him, your face was colorless and you didn’t feel good at all while doing it… But you two needed to talk - the sooner, the better.
“Good to see that you’re… Human again.” - You could hear him freak out under the car - his forehead banged the chassis with a loud bang and after a moment, Jacob rolled out with a violet bruise above his eye. - “I didn’t know you were spying on me.” - “You’re doing weird, suspicious stuff and expect it to go unnoticed? No way in hell.” - At this accusation, Jacob put his arms crossed over his chest, sending a raster nasty gaze. - “If I remember correctly, I’m not the one who thinks I am a serial killer and I don’t stalk you when you want to be alone.” - For a moment, you were opening and closing your mouth, trying to figure out some kind of an answer. Yet solid got a solid argument. - “I’m sorry, but you have more than six feet, you’re not a very nice person and sometimes, you’re kind of weird. I thought you were a serial killer and it turns out you can turn into a wolf! That’s some Harry Potter shit right here, come on. I don’t know which one’s worse.” - “Like you aren’t. Who meets someone for the first time and immediately goes 'That guy will kill me the first chance he gets’?” - “I’m just paranoid!” - You exclaimed all over the garage and looked Jacob in the eyes. Heavy rain started outside as you stared each other down. The silence was intense.
“I suppose you’d like to know more… About what you’ve seen, huh? Now you’ve seen it, there’s no point in hiding things.” - Jacob sighed as he wiped his dirty hands in a rug, his expression and stare were blank. - “Yeah, that would be nice.” - A similar blank sigh left your lips. When you were on your way up, you’ve picked up some of the papers declaring all the gigs he had done, since you’ve been mistreating your work in the last couple of days. The man left the TV play while he heated the food he brought from the steakhouse, putting it on the small table in his living room/kitchen. Your eyes sometimes slipped to a documentary about lions and their prey as you chewed on the food. It took Jacob quite some time to start the conversation. - “So, what are you interested in? I mean… Regarding the wolf things?” - “That’s what you call it?” - You fired back instantly, not even looking away from the TV. The food was tasty - it would’ve been even better if you’d just eat it right after Jacob brought it.
“Yeah, that’s how we call it. I thought you’ve been dying to know more.” - It was a subtle callout, yet it didn’t make you even furrow. - “If Seth had told you so, he had been lying like a pre-schooler. You shouldn’t be trusting that boy.” - Once again, your eyes had barely left the TV screen. A small sting of the past had stabbed him close to his heart as he remembered how… She was eager to learn everything. Your attitude to the unknown was more Charlie-like: the less you knew, the better. - “Okay, okay, okay.” - With that, you looked at him. - “How comes that you’re a werewolf?” - Suddenly, you were staring him down like an eager interview. And you were saying that Jacob was the one with a split personality disorder?
“That’s a start. We were born with it…” - “You and Seth? He told me he can do this tomfoolery as well.” - “Not only me and that boy. There are around fifteen werewolves in La Push and Forks now. I can’t tell since I’ve separated from the other pack a long time ago.” - The man was talking while eating, so you had slight trouble understanding everything he had to say. - “That’s quite a number. Everyone’s as big as you or..?” - “No. Most of them are smaller.” - For a moment, you’ve been just eating. - “Are you going to hurt me? Or other people? Or… What does a normal wolf do in these woods? This town, no offense, doesn’t look like a place where shit would be going down.” - Now, it was Jacob, who looked away from you for a second.
This was his chance to repent, to show you that he isn’t the killer you thought the whole darn time. But… Should he tell you about vampires? He knew how paranoid you were. Knowing about the unnatural situation Forks found itself in might won’t do the best for you. On the other hand… Maybe you’d finally believe something is happening and therefore, you wouldn’t try to escape. Seth showed the whole pack how did the night at Jake’s looked like making the others laugh uncontrollably, Maybe, you would finally believe that he’s not that insane. - “We would never hurt people… Voluntarily. That’s not what the Protectors are here for,” - “You call yourself the Protectors? What?!” - At that, you started to laugh. It was so loud that Jacob widened his eyes in surprise. - “What kind of boyband name is that? Holy fuck!” - You got out of yourself whilst crying from laughing so hard.
Jacob was looking at you the whole time, waiting for you to stop laughing - but in the end, you’ve been laughing so long that it made him smile as well. - “It’s a name Sam came up with. You’ll get used to it, eventually.” - “So, Sam’s a member of your boyband?” - At that, Jacob rose is eyebrows as he thought of the answer, but right after that, he shook his head. - “No. He’s the leader of the other pack. I have one and he has one.” - “But what are you protecting this sleepy town from? From having fun? From sunny weather? From warm days?” - Sure, now, you were joking, but something in his face told you to take it just a bit more seriously. There was this… Blank, subtle flame inside his eyes as his expression went flat again. - “The cold ones.” - Jacob said. At first, you thought that he might be joking - but… He turned into a huge animal in front of your very eyes. Maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t making things up. - “Will you tell me who are the cold ones? Never heard of them.”
“You’re wrong. You already heard of them, everyone did. Bram Stoker did, the movie directors did… Let it go through your head. Who’s werewolf’s natural enemy, hm?” - You did know which mythical creature Jacob was talking about, but come on - it felt so dumb to say it out loud. A smile slowly crept on your face as you grinned - rather than answering, you’ve been concentrated on stabbing your steak with a fork. - “I know you know who am I talking about…” - Jacob whispered as if he was just asking you not to sit there in silence. - “The thing in the woods, the one chasing me… That wasn’t a mountain lion, was it? The cats don’t jump that high up on a tree. It was a cold one.” - Dear Lord, you refused to say the word 'vampire’ out loud. It felt stupid to even thinking of that. Inside your mind, you’ve been saying the word again, again, and again, but your mouth couldn’t make the sound because of its utter stupidity. - “That was why you let me drive to Charlie, wasn’t it? And then to La Push. Does he know?” - “Bits and pieces here and there. The less he knows, the better.” - Jacob admitted quietly. That was why Charlie told you to call him as soon as something would be happening.
“And La Push? I don’t believe that Charlie Swan, the police chief, is some secret… Vam-pi-re slayer.” - Ugh, the word didn’t want to leave your mouth on its own, goddammit. - “I was born in La Push. You can call it werewolves’ natural habit because most of us are the children of mythical, legendary Quileute chiefs, who could turn into their spirit animals… And then to wolves.” - “Wow. But why was I meant to go there?” - You asked again. Oh, you didn’t catch what Jacob was saying… Never mind. - “It’s the smell. It’s the strongest in that location, quite literally soaked in it because we live there.” - “The smell?” - With that, you took in a huge load of air to your lungs, smelling only the freshly cooked food. It hadn’t done anything to you, but it made Jacob relax a bit more. - “Our smell, not yours. To a leech, the wolves smell like… A wet dog. But for them, it’s almost unbearable. They can stay in our company only if they are a bit used to it.” - “And what about them? Can you… Smell the cold ones too?” - And this was the moment Jacob understood you’ve been wrapped inside the conversation and its topic.
“Yes, naturally. It’s like… Damn rotten tomato. It’s so sweet, but it smells like a burnt body at the same time.” - “Do I smell like that?” - It was a genuine question in combination with a genuine tone which made Jacob roar with laughter now. - “Of course you don’t smell like that. You’re human. Dear Lord.” - Once again, you took in some smell and smiled at the man. - “Well, you don’t smell like wet dog to me either… I can smell a bit of soil, something woody… A bit of orange… And sweat and oil. You need a shower, man.” - “Flowers and something sweet. But your smell is nice.” - Jacob answered immediately, now he was looking at the TV screen. Suddenly, he was the one stabbing his mashed potatoes with a nervous expression. Of course, he smelled your scent, hell, the workshop and the flat, especially the bathroom, and the guest’s room were full of you. Literally.
“Thanks, I guess. So… Tell me more about the wolf thing, will you?” - It didn’t seem that you’re scared when you smiled at the man, cutting another bite from your steak. Honestly, you’ve spent a few hours sitting at the table, just talking about the werewolves. Jake told you some of their legends, why did they turn, what did even mean to be a werewolf. - “And are all the cold ones bad? I mean, do you have to kill all of them? I think…” - A quick growl escaped your lips. - “I think I know they did something to Bella.” - At the sound of her name, Jacob visibly stiffened and for a moment, it seemed that the conversation was over. - “No. Some of them try not to kill humans. Like the Cullens.” - The man muttered out the name with the biggest amount of self-denial you’ve ever seen on anyone. - “They’re what happened to Bella. And don’t bring her up ever again, I don’t want to talk about her.”
“But the ones that are in the woods now… They are bad, right?” - You changed the topic quickly. So… Bella became a vampire? Was she now hanging from the ceiling, did she have fangs? Was that why they broke up? Was the man on the photo also a vampire? And the small girl, presumably their daughter, who the hell was she? - “They are bad, yes, that’s all you need to know.” - But that wasn’t everything. And you weren’t stupid to figure it out on your own. The bad vampires were hunting you, they knew you were a human… Which meant that they won’t let you be until you’d leave Forks… Maybe not even after that. They will try to harm you, and not only you - they won’t stop until the wolves will kill them.
Now, you understood that the wolves weren’t bad as it seemed at first sight. But you still needed to get used to the idea that person with whom you’ve been sharing your living place for some time now was a mythical creature. You wanted to know more… As you thought about it, you started to bite your lip, which made Jacob look at you once more. - “Something else on your mind?” - It made you jump on your chair as you got back to reality. - “Yes… Do you think you could… You could show me what happened again?”
do you know how cool it would have been to keep the blue tint of the first twilight movie going right up until the moment bella opened her eyes as a newborn? do you know how impactful the red of her iris would have been if it was the first thing the viewer saw that wasn’t tinted blue? do you understand how it would have run parallel with how bella describes her human vision vs her vampire vision in the books? do you remember how she described all her human memories looking murky to her because her vision was lacking and the world looked completely new to her now? blue tint.
I would genuinely love to see a Twilight x Teen Wolf crossover- like what would the relationships be like? How would these 2 universes that are so similar yet so different intertwine? I need to know.
Look, I love this joke, but honestly if my dramatic, emo, vampire boyfriend texted me about the snail he just saw, it would only make me fall deeper in love with him.
edward really holds bella’s face and says “i’ve never wanted a human’s blood so much in my life” to scare her away as if that isn’t the sexiest thing he could say in that moment ???
My favorite thing about Twilight is as a non-Mormon the more I learn about Mormonism the more I start to recognize all the weird Mormon deepcuts Stephenie Meyer put into the series.
Like I had a moment a couple years back where I learned from a podcast about the three immortal Nephites who travel the world and never remain in the same location and I was like “FUCK! THAT’S JUST THE CULLENS!”
Maybe I’m just not really good at Google but I have been able to find any grafic fanart with them and it made me… a little bit unhappy? But if something makes me sad I try to fix it!!!!!!111
Summary: You’re being bullied by other guards in the castle without Demetri knowing. Only, this time the twins intervene. Demetri comes home to the trial of the vampire that bugged you when the twins stepped in.
Living with perfect creatures as an imperfect human is a real challenge. One you accepted without a doubt because it meant being with Demetri, your mate.
The fact that Demetri is part of the elite guard within the Volturi often results in you having to listen to rude comments from the lower guard. The insults varied from comments about your weight to comments about the way you dressed. But more often than not, there were threats about how easy it would be for them to hurt you. They’re right of course, there isn’t a lot you can do to protect yourself from vampires.
It was easier to ignore the comments about how you looked than the threats on your life. If there’s one thing you realised after you started seeing a vampire is how fragile your life is. There’ve been a few times when one of the guards took a hold of you. Luckily for you, before things would get too bad someone would always appear in the hallway.
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You pass a guard on the way to the kitchen. A scowl is already plastered on his face and he mutters something under his breath. You walk a little faster wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. Out of the corner of your eye you can see his hand shoot out. His hand roughly wraps itself around your upper arm. He’s about to say something to your face, but before he can he’s screaming out of agony. You’re positive that wasn’t your fault so you frantically look around and your eyes land on the twins.
Jane is focused on the guard crippling on the floor while Alec gives you a once over, looking for evident injuries as they make their way towards you. Alec’s eyes linger on your upper arm, making you look down. The bruises from the guard’s hand are forming rapidly. You lay your own hand over the bruises, hiding them from view.
When they reach you, Jane wraps her arm around your shoulders and escorts you to the throne room. Alec following behind with the guard.
When you enter the throne room only Caius is sitting on his throne with Felix next to him. A puzzled expression takes over his features as he takes in the scene in front of him. You walking in between Jane and Alec while Alec holds onto the dishevelled vampire.
Despite the rumours that Caius is as ruthless as they come, you actually get along with the king. You often converse about certain books or play a game of chess together.
“What’s the meaning of this,” Caius coldly asks, clearly not happy we interrupted his conversation with Felix.
You cower a little at the sound of his voice.
Alec pushes the guard forward. “We found him harassing, y/n.”
To accentuate Alec’s words, Jane removes your hand from the bruises. The handprint is clearly visible right now.
Felix rushes to the guard holding his neck in his hands, ready for an order from Caius. Ready to defend you, his best friend’s mate.
Meanwhile Caius’ face betrays nothing. But then his brows furrow while he looks at your bruises. He stands from his throne and walks until he’s standing in front of you. He takes your bruised arm in his hand while the fingers of his other hand caress bruises that already faded from earlier encounters.
“It seems like this wasn’t the first time,” he says, voice hard, making your breathing halt and Felix’s grip tighten.
“Was this the first time something like this has happened,” he softly asks you.
You cast your eyes down while slowly shaking your head ‘no’.
Before Caius can react, the doors open once more, revealing Demetri. He must’ve just gotten back from his mission and come here to report. You see his eyes take in the scene in front of him. Caius standing in front of you, still holding onto your arm. The twins flanking both of your sides. And Felix holding one of the lower guards in a death grip.
He falters in his steps, but recovers fast and saddles up next to you when Jane moves to make room for him. As soon as he stands next to you, he gives you a once over, his eyes immediately landing on the fresh bruises. Fury flares up in his eyes.
“Who did this,” he asks, his voice shaking as he tries to stay calm.
The guard practically answers his question by cowering.
“We walked in on him harassing, y/n. So we took him here. Master Caius was just evaluating the situation before deciding what to do. But then you waltzed in here, halting the process,” Jane answers him.
He simply nods before taking your hand in his, waiting for Caius’ verdict.
Caius walks towards his throne and sits down before he starts talking: “Y/n is part of the Volturi. Yes, she is human, but she is Demetri’s mate. And she will become one of us. Therefore every despicable action against her will be severely punished. Let this be a warning for all the other guards. Felix, you know what to do.”
And just like that, the guard’s fate is sealed. Demetri excuses the both of you and starts walking toward the doors, seconds before Felix rips the guard’s head off.
You silently walk next to Demetri as you make your way to your room. He’s clearly fuming and you can’t blame him. You can understand why. You never told him the other guards were bugging you. And when he comes home from a mission that took several weeks, he finds you bruised standing in front of Caius. He always swore to protect you and he must think he failed you somehow.
Once he closes the door to your bedroom, he starts: “Why didn’t you tell me? How long has this been going on? How could you keep this from me? You’re supposed to tell me when people are hurting you.”
Worry, anger, frustration, hurt. All those emotions are clear in his expression. You sit down on the bed and fumble with the hem of your shirt.
“I just didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. They were just stupid comments, okay? There was just no reason to make a big fuss about it. I knew it would worry you and I didn’t want to add more stuff on your plate. You have so many important things to do and my thing seemed silly. I also didn’t want to seem weak by letting a couple of comments get to me. I’m already viewed as weak within these walls.”
Demetri stands in front of you, he takes one of your hands in his while he uses his other to pull your chin up. Your eyes meet his.
“I want to know when something is bothering you. It doesn’t matter if it’s trivial or not. I need to know if I want to protect you, my love,” he sweetly responds.
“I know, I’m sorry,” you whisper.
He sends you a dazzling smile before your lips meet his in the sweetest kiss.
