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17 January 2010 @ 05:04 pm
Impossible: Chapter Eighteen  
Title: Impossible: Chapter Eighteen
Author: gracekwithwings
Rating: M
Fandom: Twilight
Characters/Pairings: Seth Clearwater/OC
Short summary: Liz is forced to move in with her aunt in Forks after her father's death and is determined to not like it until she meets Seth Clearwater. Suddenly, she's pulled into a world of supernatural myths and when a group of super-powered vampires called The Volturi show up, she doesn't think she can make it to her seventeenth birthday alive.



A/N: A huge thank you goes out to Ledybug for betaing this for me :)

Chapter Eighteen


Things with Emma actually went a lot better than I expected, due to the fact I was still alive. Unfortunately, my quality of life had gone down considerably. She had grounded me pretty much indefinitely. I was no longer allowed to use the telephone and the only time I was allowed out of the house was when I went to school. It was a little strange. I had never been grounded before and it was weird how restricted I suddenly felt. I mean, I never really used the phone anyways and since Seth was apparently not speaking to me, I didn’t have anywhere to go but all of a sudden, I just had to get out of the house, or at least talk to someone.

The worst part of it was how mad Emma was. She wasn’t able to let it go after she lectured me; in fact, she was still angry days later. She tried to spend as little time in the same room with me as possible, and when we were forced together, she avoided talking to me at all costs. I was pretty sure she was giving me the silent treatment. She had actually managed to make me feel ashamed and I found myself wishing that she would start pushing to hear about my relationship with Seth or even try to talk to me about birth control again. I had never been in this kind of situation before so I wasn’t sure how to get her to forgive me. She wouldn’t even talk to me so it’s not like I could apologize or try to explain myself, although there’s no way I could ever tell her where I had gone that night or why.

But it was starting to get to me. It had been three days since I came home to her fuming in my bedroom and Seth still hadn’t made any attempt to talk to me. I had moved past angry into just plain confused. I didn’t really think that what I had done had been all that bad but I was starting to wonder if I somehow managed to make him un-imprint or something. I wasn’t even sure if that was possible but I did know that whatever had happened, it didn’t work on me. I felt empty, like some giant part of me was missing, and every day without Seth only made the hole bigger. And the weird thing was that I wasn’t even pissed off at how his absence was affecting me, I was just desperate to see him. The only thing stopping me from going to La Push and forcing him to talk to me was the fact that I didn’t think my relationship with Emma could survive my sneaking out again.

I knew everyone could see how much I missed him, too. Despite the fact that she was doing her best to ignore me, I could tell that Emma was starting to get concerned with the way I was acting. In fact, I’m pretty sure she would have already tried to talk me into seeing some kind of psychiatrist if she were actually speaking to me. I knew Alice could see it as well. It would have been hard to ignore the fact that I spent most of my nights crying over him instead of sleeping. Thankfully, she was kind enough not to mention it.

My friends, however, were not that nice. Well, only one of them, actually. Sammy, Chase, and Will were perfectly fine leaving me alone to work out my feelings. Lydia, however, kept pushing me to see him. She even tried to get me to sneak off to La Push with her, although the offer was less than desirable considering she didn’t have a car. Luckily, she was out today so I was allowed to watch the torrential rain in peace while my friends debated the state of her license around the cafeteria table.

“There’s no way,” Chase said. “Have you seen the weather? She’s a mediocre driver in the best of times but there’s no way she’s going to pass the test in this rain.”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you,” Sammy said, coming to the defense of her friend. “Didn’t you run a stop sign the first time you took the test?”

He pursed his lips at that and muttered, “I passed the second time.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, Chase,” Sammy laughed.

“I’m sure she’ll do great,” Will added, putting his opinion into the mix.

Chase let out a hard laugh. “Have you ever even been in a car with Lydia?” Will shook his head. “Well, you should thank whatever god you accept for that.”

“Oh, she is not that bad,” Sammy said. “I helped her a lot with her parking problem. You just want her to do badly so you’re not the only one to fail it the first time!”

He scowled at her before turning to me. “What do you think, Liz?”

I turned away from the window and looked at my friends. “I don’t know, I’ve never seen her drive.”

“Lucky you,” Chase muttered.

“But I thought she did well in Driver’s Ed,” Will said, looking confused.

“Reading about it and actually driving are two completely different things,” Chase pointed out. Sammy nodded in agreement, although she looked more than a little annoyed that she had to agree with him. Will looked a little disconcerted at that fact and Sammy tried to reassure him that he would be fine. Chase turned to me then and asked, “What about you, Liz? When will you be taking your driver’s test?”

I shrugged. “I haven’t even taken Driver’s Ed yet.”

He looked at me as if I had just grown another head. “Why not?”

“I never saw a need for it in Boston,” I said. “We actually had a decent public transportation system. Plus, Boston drivers scared the shit out of me so I had no desire to get on the road with them.” I smiled sadly at the memory. It was strange how I stopped feeling that weird longing for my hometown. Once, the fact that I was from Boston had been a vital part of who I was but now it felt like a distant memory that I would never get the chance to revisit.

Chase stared at me and I felt my face growing hot from his scrutiny. “He still hasn’t called, has he?” he asked quietly, the pity starting to seep into his eyes.

I looked down at the sandwich I had barely eaten and shook my head. “No, he hasn’t,” I whispered.

“Have you even tried to call him?” Chase asked.

“No,” I replied as I started to pull the crust off the rest of my lunch. “I don’t want to piss Emma off even more.”

Chase let out an exasperated sigh. “Don’t you get it, Liz? You’re supposed to sneak out, get in trouble, and then find loopholes in your punishment. It’s all a part of being a teenager.”

“Maybe for you,” I said quietly, feeling the guilt starting to creep in again. “But Emma was nice enough to take me in, I can’t keep repaying her like this.”

“Yeah, she took you in by taking you away from your home,” he pointed out, repeating exactly what I had said when I first got to Forks. I felt my face get hot again, this time in shame. I definitely didn’t feel that way anymore. Chase realized I wasn’t going to say anything and frowned. “You know what? I’m going to make sure you see Seth today so you can talk everything out. Maybe then you won’t be such a downer.”

I snorted. “Good luck with that,” I said skeptically. I knew there was no way he was going to break me out of my prison.

He was strangely quiet after that. He hadn’t even joined in with the congratulations five minutes later when Lydia called Sammy’s cellphone, screeching about how she had passed the test and gotten her license, nor did he defend himself when Sammy brought up the fact that he had failed his test the first time again. I wasn’t complaining though. I actually enjoyed the fact that he had given up his role of pushing me to talk about my feelings while Lydia was gone. He spent the rest of the day like that, leaving me alone to stare out the window in peace. We didn’t even speak again until he was dropping me off after school.

“See you tomorrow,” I said, forcing a smile as I got out of the car. I could see a strange look on his face and I dropped the fake cheerful act, knowing that he could see right through it. I turned and headed for the front door, wondering how long my new friends would put up with my strange behavior. Of course, I knew it would be better for them if they used this as an excuse to kick me out of their lives, what with all the mythical beings I seemed to draw in like some kind of supernatural magnet. Still, the thought of it hurt almost as bad as Seth’s absence. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the slamming of a car door. I turned to see Chase standing beside his car and whispered, “What are you doing? You know I’m grounded.”

“I am saving you from yourself,” he said determinedly before practically marching through my front door.

I chased after him, hoping to stop him before he ran into Emma. “You know you can’t come in! You’re going to get me –” I stopped short when I reached the living room. Emma was sitting on the couch with a thick book in her hands and Sophie’s head in her lap. She looked curiously from Chase to me, my face almost white in the terror of upsetting her, and then back to Chase.

“Hello Miss O’Brien,” Chase said politely, his eyes shooting warily to my terrified face before returning to my aunt. “I’m sorry to bother you like this but Liz and I have this really important project we have to do on Chaucer and we really need to go to the library to do some research. Liz was too scared to ask if she could go but this counts for so much of our final grade that I figured I should take matters into my own hands.”

She looked shocked as she turned to me. “Is that true, Liz?” I tried to look as innocent as possible as I nodded. Something in her face changed then; she just looked so tired that I almost confessed to the fact that there was no English project. However, I was very glad I had been able to hold it in when she said, “Then of course you can go. Just try to be home by six, alright?”

“Okay,” I practically shouted as I rushed out the door, not wanting her to change her mind before I left. Chase followed behind me, looking ridiculously pleased with himself. I waited until we were back in the car before punching him in the shoulder as hard as I could.

“Ow!” he yelled, his hand immediately going up to rub the spot where I had hit him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked. “You almost gave me a heart attack, barging in there like that!”

“Hey, I got you out of the house, didn’t I?” He pointed out as he pulled out of my driveway and headed towards the main road.

“If she ever finds out that I lied to her…,” I trailed off, imagining how much it would hurt her and all the horrors of the harsher punishment she would no doubt inflict.

“She would chalk it up to you being a teenager,” Chase rolled his eyes at me. “It’s going to be alright, Liz. Don’t get your panties in such a twist.”

“Leave my panties out of it,” I muttered. I started to laugh then, the fact that I had the afternoon away from the house that felt more like a cage finally hitting me. “You’re crazy. You know that, right?”

He smirked. “Yes, I have heard that before.”

I couldn’t help smiling as I asked, “So where are we really going?”

He looked at me like I was stupid. “La Push, of course.”

I could literally feel the blood draining from my face. “What?” I asked, my voice taking on an unpleasant squeaky quality. “Why?”

“Oh come on, Liz,” Chase said, throwing one of his hands up in exasperation. “You can’t act like not talking to him isn’t killing you.”

But whether it was killing me or not wasn’t the point. Seth was the one who had pushed me away. I shouldn’t have to chase him down for an explanation. The only reason for his behavior I could come with was that he had been mistaken about the whole imprinting thing. And if that was the case, then this was a conversation that I would much rather avoid at all costs. Chase was looking at me in concern, no doubt the result of the terrified look on my face, and I couldn’t help voicing my fears. “What if he doesn’t want to see me?” I whispered.

Chase scoffed at that. “Of course he wants to see you.”

“You don’t know that,” I muttered, wishing he would just turn the car around. I would much rather spend my afternoon stuck in an awkward silence with Emma than confront Seth.

“Yes, I do,” Chase replied, looking at me as if he thought I was crazy. “Have you seen the way that boy looks at you? Believe me, he wants to see you.”

I bit my lip, not knowing what to say to that. Chase didn’t know what had happened so it was easy for him to be so sure. However, I wasn’t certain if I believed any of it. It didn’t take us that long to reach La Push and I directed Chase to Seth’s house even though I still had the strong urge to jump out of the car and run back to Emma’s house. It wouldn’t have taken long, I’m sure I could have made it back by dinnertime… at least, if I didn’t pull something. The windows behind the familiar red shutters were dark and I let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, damn. I guess he’s not home,” I said, trying, and failing, to sound disappointed.

Chase rolled his eyes before leaning across me to open the car door. “You better get out of this car before I push you out.”

I was a little surprised at how forceful he was being. “But what if he really isn’t home?”

“Then sit there and wait for him to come home,” Chase said, unbuckling my seatbelt.

I pursed my lips, knowing I had no other option. I guess if he wasn’t there, I would just have to go to Sam’s house. I got out of the car but before I closed the door, I leaned back in and said, “If you’re not back here in time to get me home by six o’clock, I will kill you and sell your body parts for cash.”

He laughed. “I didn’t know there was a market for that, but okay. I’ll meet you at that store up the road.”

I glared at him for another second before slamming the door. He backed out of Seth’s driveway quickly before I could change my mind. I sighed before running up to Seth’s doorstep, knocking tentatively on the door. I figured it would be best to do it quickly, like pulling off a band aid. Plus, it would be nice to get out of the rain. There was no sign of life inside the house and I started pounding on the door, hoping that someone was home so I wouldn’t have to walk to Emily’s in the cold downpour. “Hold on!” someone yelled and I recognized Seth’s voice right away. My breathing sped up and it felt like every nerve ending in my body was on high alert, longing to see him.

When he opened the door, I took him in the same way a starving man would look at a home-cooked meal. He must have been sleeping because he was only wearing a pair of wrinkled black shorts and his hair was ruffled. He had been rubbing the sleep out of his eyes when he opened the door but his face seemed to light up when he saw me. “Liz!” he said, the return of his smile brightening up the rainy day. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the rain and into his arms. He held me tightly against his bare chest and buried his face in my damp hair. I could feel him breathing me in and I did the same, letting that familiar scent of salt water and pine wash over me. “God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered, rubbing my back with one of his overly large hands. The feel of it gave me goose bumps, even through my wet raincoat.

I wasn’t sure what came over me then. Maybe I had been expecting something else, an injury or some cartoon-like villain with a handlebar moustache holding him hostage, some kind of obvious reason for his absence. The fact that he was perfectly fine and hadn’t even bothered to try and contact me in the past six days, that I had to come to him when it should have been the other way around, only pissed me off. I pushed him forcefully and he stumbled back, looking at me in shock. “What the hell, Seth?” I said, my voice a lot louder than I intended. “Where the hell have you been?”

He looked at me in confusion. “What do you mean? I’ve been right here.”

“Exactly!” I shouted, his answer only making me angrier. I knew that I would only hurt myself if I tried to hit him so I took my backpack off my shoulder and swung it at him.

He easily dodged out of the way, his eyes wide in surprise. “Liz, what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong, Seth?” I asked, sarcastically. “Really? You really have to ask that?”

His face fell as he remembered what exactly had happened the last time we saw each other. “I’m sorry about Friday night but...”

Suddenly, I wasn’t so interested in hearing his excuses. “You can’t just reject me like that and then not speak to me for almost a week! I mean, God, if you want to break up with me then grow a pair and just do it! Don’t avoid me like some kind of child!”

“Whoa, hold on a second,” he said, tentatively stepping within my reach. When he saw that I wasn’t going to hit him again, he stood in front of me and put his hand on my cheek, tilting my head up to look him in the eye. “Who said I wanted to break up with you?”

Looking into those warm brown eyes seemed to make my anger completely disappear. I could feel other emotions taking over, and even though I tried to hold them back, my eyes started to water. I tried to look away, not wanting him to see my tears but he had a firm hold on my face and I couldn’t move. “It’s the only logical reason I can come up with,” I said, keeping my voice low so it wouldn’t crack and give me away.

His eyes took on the familiar intensity that made my stomach flip. “Liz,” he said, his voice soft and intense. “I love you so much. I’m sorry but… you’re stuck with me.”

“Then where have you been?” I repeated my question.

He opened his mouth to respond but stopped when we both heard the crunching of tires on gravel. I looked out the window to see a beat up black Ford parked in Seth’s driveway. “Come on,” he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me down a hallway to a white door with one of those novelty street signs that said ‘Seth’s Parking Only.’ He opened it quickly and shoved me inside. “Sorry,” he said, smiling sheepishly at me. “If my mom knows you’re here, she’ll tell Emma and I don’t want you to get in more trouble. I’ll be right back.” He kissed me quickly on the cheek before closing the door in my face. I could hear him talking to his mother and I took that time to look around his bedroom.

It was exactly what I expected a teenage boy’s room to look like, even though I had never been in one before. The walls were dark green, although it was hard to make out the color behind all of the posters of cars and sports teams. There was a small TV in the corner with some kind of gaming console and a couple video games piled haphazardly on it. A big bed took up most of the room, and the black sheets were bunched up, indicating that it had been recently slept in. I made my way to it, stepping carefully over the clothes on the floor and sitting on the edge. Thankfully, I didn’t have to sit there long before Seth came back, closing the door softly behind him.

“We should be okay,” he whispered. “She’s going over to Billy’s in a couple minutes.”

I ignored what he said, not really caring if I got in more trouble at the moment. “How did you know I was grounded?” I asked curiously.

“Edward told me,” he said, sitting down next to me on his bed. “He said Emma thinks you snuck out to see me. I tried to stay away so you wouldn’t get into even more trouble.”

“You could have at least called,” I muttered, still feeling more upset than angry.

He wiped one of my tears away. “I thought you weren’t allowed to use –”

“Oh, fuck that, Seth,” I interrupted. “I needed to hear from you. God, I thought…” I turned away and wiped at my eyes, not wanting to tell him all of the awful things I thought had happened to him.

He pulled me onto his lap and cradled my head to his chest. “I’m so sorry, Liz.”

“Why didn’t you at least come over?” I asked, not bothering to hide how upset I was.

“Sam doesn’t want me going into Cullen territory anymore,” he explained.

I pulled back to look at his face, feeling a little confused. “I thought the whole pull of the imprint thing trumped the Alpha’s orders.”

He grinned at that. “So you were listening when I told you all that werewolf stuff!” I rolled my eyes at him and he continued, “It does, but he’s been giving me so much to do around the rez that I haven’t had the time to go to your house.”

“What an asshole,” I muttered, hugging myself closer to him. He chuckled and tightened his arms around me. “I missed you so much,” I whispered before planting a small kiss at the base of his throat.

“Me too,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been a bit of a mess the past couple days.” He traced his nose up the side of my neck as he said that before kissing the spot under my ear. My goose bumps were back and as much as I wanted to see where this would go, I knew we had more to talk about. I pulled away and turned myself around so I was facing him, blushing slightly when I realized I was straddling his lap. He cradled my cheek in his hand and brushed his thumb over the blood that had rushed to my face. “What is it?” he asked curiously.

“Seth, we have to talk about what happened.” He nodded, his cheeks getting slightly darker with his blush. I decided to come right out and say it, even though my voice was shaking in fear when I asked, “Do you really find me that repulsive?”

“What?” he asked, actually sounding a little angry. “Why would you even think that?”

“Well, you did practically run away from me,” I pointed out.

“No, Liz,” he said forcefully, his eyes so intense that I couldn’t look away from them. “You are not repulsive, at all. You are beautiful and… sexy,” he smiled at me sheepishly, as if he thought I would take offense to that. “And I want you so much every single time I see you that it honestly scares me.”

I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against his, a little frightened of the emotion I saw in his eyes. He wasn’t making any sense, though. “Then what happened? If I pushed you too far, or if I was going too fast, all you had to do was tell me. You didn’t have to run away like that.”

“The whole imprinting thing complicates it, though,” he said.

I opened my eyes to look at him, honestly curious about what this had to do with the whole werewolf thing. “How?”

“It’s hard for me to deny you anything, Liz,” he replied.

I immediately felt bad. It wasn’t right for me to force him into doing anything he didn’t want just because of the stupid imprinting thing. “Oh,” I said. “Okay, well, I guess we can take it slowly, if you want.” He smiled softly at me and started kissing my neck. I pulled away slightly despite my better judgment and I could hear his sigh of disappointment. “Come on, Seth. We really have to talk about this.”

“But why right now?” he asked, sounding a little bit like a sulking child. “I haven’t seen you in so long, and I don’t think we’ll be unsupervised in my bedroom like this again for a long time.”

“That’s kind of what got us into this whole mess, if you didn’t notice,” I pointed out. “Besides, I’m curious. Are you like, holding out for marriage or something?”

“No,” he answered, raising an eyebrow at me. “Why would you think that?” I shrugged. “I just…,” he sighed and ran his hand through his messy black hair, “I don’t want us to rush into anything that you’ll regret later, that’s all.”

I groaned as I got off his lap. It was something I had suspected; that he was doing this to protect me, although who knows exactly what he was protecting me from. “You can’t do that, Seth! Don’t push me away just because you think it’s what’s best for me. I’m a big girl; I can make decisions for myself.” I started to pace around his room. Nothing annoyed me more when he did this weird protective thing. Granted, maybe I did need protection from blood-thirsty vampires but I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself in all other aspects of my life. “Especially when it comes to things like this. I may not know what I’m doing but I am capable of deciding if I want it or not.” I turned and glared at him.

He was staring at me, his eyes sad. “But what if I push you too far? I don’t want you to ever regret anything we –,” he cut himself off and looked down at his hands, clearly uncomfortable by his vulnerability.

All of my annoyance disappeared at his words. It was a little pathetic, the way this boy affected me, but I didn’t think I would ever want to give it up either. I walked back over to him and put my hand on his cheek. “You don’t have to worry about that. Believe me, I love you far too much to ever regret anything that happens between us.” The words simply came out before I could stop to think about what I was saying, but they were the truth. I had always been scared of love, of giving someone that much power over me, but it was something Seth already had, no matter how hard I tried to fight it. I gasped, a little frightened by the absolute truth of my words. I always thought love was like a semi, something you couldn’t help noticing when it came right at you but this… this had snuck up on me before I even realized what was going on.

Seth looked up at me; his mouth was open in shock but quickly turning into that beautiful smile that I adored. “Say that again,” he said, his voice low. I could only look down at my feet as the blood rushed to my face. I felt like such an asshole, I couldn’t believe that I had just blurted it out like that. What a way to suck the romance out of what were probably the three most important words I could ever say to someone else. He put his hand on my waist and pulled me back onto his lap, my face growing even hotter as I was put back in the same awkward position as before. “Please,” he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine.

I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on, Seth. You know I love you, you don’t...” I was going to say he didn’t have to embarrass me by making me repeat it, but he kissed me hard, effectively shutting me up. His lips were forceful on mine and I responded eagerly. I guess this was the next best thing to him actually saying it back. The familiar light-headed feeling came over me and it felt like the sun was finally coming out. I couldn’t believe exactly how much I had missed this. And it didn’t even matter that we hadn’t resolved anything because I was sick of being upset with him and I could no longer keep my hands to myself. He bit down on my lip and I let out a small moan, unable to keep it in. The sound did something to Seth, I’m not sure what it was but I liked it. His hands went to my waist and he pulled me right up against him while he kissed my neck. “Seth,” I gasped, and I was a little disappointed when he pulled away to look at me. “What’s gotten in to you?”

He smiled before kissing me again, softly this time. “I love you too,” he whispered against my lips. It felt like my heart was doing back flips as I leaned in to kiss him, pulling away only when I couldn’t hold my smile back anymore. I moved down to his neck, biting it gently and he hissed.

“Sorry,” I muttered, my lips moving against his skin.

“No, I liked it,” he said. He grabbed my waist again, holding it tightly as I went back to kissing and nipping at his neck.

His hands moved under my shirt and staring drifting upwards, setting my skin on fire. He must have been doing it unconsciously because they whipped back down quickly once he realized what he was doing and he started playing with the hem of my sweatshirt. I just couldn’t ignore it, either. It seemed like he was holding back on my account even though I had asked him not to. Obviously, I was going to have to take matters into my own hands. I grabbed his chin and forced him to look me in the eye. “Listen, Seth. If I go too far or push you too much, just let me know. But from here on out, I am doing exactly what I want. I don’t need your protection right now, okay?” He didn’t look entirely convinced but he nodded. “Okay,” I said, taking a deep breath to steel myself before I reached down and took my sweatshirt and t-shirt off in one movement. He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me in astonishment. I could tell that he was determined to keep his eyes on my face, although they were drifting further south. The silence lengthened and my confidence decreased significantly as he continued to just sit and stare. Maybe I had read the situation wrong. “Are you… am I…oh God,” I stuttered, feeling really stupid. I crossed my arms over my chest and tried to get up. I needed to get my shirt back on before this got even more awkward.

“No,” he said forcefully. His hands went to the small of my back, holding me in place. “You’re perfect.” His voice was a low reverent whisper that made my stomach feel like it was rising up into my chest. He kissed a line across my clavicle, his fingers burning a pattern on the soft skin of my stomach. Every pass of his hands brought them up higher and even though I wasn’t really doing anything, I suddenly found it hard to breathe. He whispered my name against my skin, his hot breath giving me goose bumps, and I lost the little control I had over myself. I rocked my hips down onto his while grabbing his face roughly and pulling it up to mine. I kissed him hard, my lips moving against his even as he moaned. There was no doubt now that he wanted this just as much as I did; I could feel him, stiff against my jeans. His hands rested tentatively on my black cotton bra, and my panting only got worse. I would have been ashamed if he wasn’t breathing just as hard as I was.

I wanted to encourage him, to let him know that I was perfectly fine with the direction we were heading in, but I wasn’t sure how. It didn’t matter, though, because as soon as his hands started moving, the door swung open and I heard a gasp.

“Shit!” I said, my arms quickly going up to cover my chest as I jumped off his lap. It seemed like the entire world was against us getting to second base. I was too scared to look behind me and see the horrified look on his mother’s face so I knelt down beside the bed, out of sight, under the pretense of sifting through Seth’s dirty clothes on the floor so I could find my shirt. Emma was going to lock me in my room after this.

“Leah!” Seth yelled, jumping to his feet as well. “Don’t you know how to knock?”

I don’t think I could describe the immense amount of relief I felt when I turned around and saw Seth’s sister looking between the two of us in a strange mixture of shock and revulsion. “Oh my God,” she muttered before backing out of the room.

Seth strode over to the door and slammed it before turning back to me. “I’m so sorry, Liz,” he said.

I shook my head. “It’s fine,” I replied, trying to smile, although my heart was racing a little too fast for that. “I should go, anyways. Emma thinks I’m at the library working on a project and she’ll be pissed if I’m not home soon.” He nodded before grabbing my shirt and sweatshirt off the floor and handing them to me. He pulled me into a tight hug before I could put them on, though. The feeling of his warm skin against mine made me gasp. “I’m going to miss you,” I said, kissing his bare shoulder.

“Me too,” he replied, his lips pressing against my forehead.

I pulled away then and wiped at my eyes. It felt like it would a lifetime before I saw him again and I wanted to grab onto him and never let go. “Well, then you should tell Sam to fuck off every once in a while so you can come see me,” I pointed out as I pulled my shirt on.

“And you should stop getting in trouble with Emma so you can come to La Push more often,” he smiled.

I laughed at that. “You do realize that was your precious vampires’ fault, right?”

He opened his mouth to reply but stopped when the front door slammed. His muscle tensed up and he pushed me towards the window. “You have to go.” I could hear his mother calling his name so I kissed him quickly before opening his window and climbing out. I had to hold in a laugh as I took off into the trees behind his house; it was nice being able to leave like that, the window exit was usually reserved for supernatural beings. Being in the woods made me feel uncomfortable, though, and I hurried back to the main road before heading toward the general store.

Chase was waiting for me, his car parked right next to the small store, and he jumped in surprise when I climbed into the passenger seat. He eyed my wide smile and said, “I take it that everything’s alright now?”

“Yeah,” I answered, unable to stop smiling. “Turns out you were right.”

“I usually am,” he smirked, starting the car. We were back on the road heading to Forks when he said, “That was pretty quick for some afternoon delight,” I punched his arm, putting all of my strength behind it, and the car swerved into the next lane. “Watch out!” he yelled. “You’re going to get us killed!”

I ignored him, turning back to the road and shaking my head. “What is with you people and sex?” I muttered.

“Well, I’m obviously not getting any so I have to live vicariously through my friends,” he said, letting out a laugh.

“Well, your vicarious life is going to be just as dry as your real one.”

“You mean you guys haven’t…,” he stopped talking at the glare I sent him. Why was it such a shock that Seth and I hadn’t done anything? I had just met him, for Christ’s sake. “Sorry,” he said quickly, as if he could read my mind. “It’s just, the way you two look at each other…”

“Nope. We’re both as pure as the driven snow,” I answered.

He actually snorted at that. “Not for long.”

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to reply. He didn’t need to know that it wouldn’t even be true now if I had my way. But what was with my friends’ strange interest in my sex life? Was that normal? My friends in Boston and I had never even broached the subject, but then again, none of us had ever really been in the position to get any. I was relieved when he pulled up in front of Emma’s house. “See you tomorrow,” I muttered before I rushed into the house, not wanting to have him pry any more into what I did or didn’t do with Seth.
 
 
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~caittheepiccek on January 18th, 2010 01:18 am (UTC)
haven't read this yet, so this is just a quick comment to say how much I'm enjoying this fic, and even if the updates aren't very often, i still read everyone & smile a little when they show up on my flist! keep it up :)
parigreensplitfire on June 13th, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC)
pleaaase write more! i love it! although i never thought of seth like this .. it's like reading how my brother's making up with some chic. xD
i like liz. she's really funny :'D.
(Anonymous) on August 12th, 2010 06:45 am (UTC)
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WRITE MORE!!!!! I ABSOLUTELY CAN NOT WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!
(Anonymous) on September 6th, 2010 04:20 pm (UTC)
I REALLY like reading your story! I love Seth,but there aren't so many good stories about him -.-
jatilind on April 8th, 2011 01:34 pm (UTC)
Very enlightening and beneficial to someone whose been out of the circuit for a long time.

cubupons on April 14th, 2011 03:37 am (UTC)
I really enjoyed this post. You write about this topic very well. There are many cherished moments in life, why not wear a beautiful dress! When looking back on special memories of your child wearing a gorgeous dress, it will make a fond memory.

linniedehul on November 2nd, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)
Super-Duper site! I am loving it!! Will come back again – taking your RSS feeds also, Thanks.

ladaane95 on November 8th, 2011 12:45 am (UTC)
host library
Hi! I'm new to this site but I've heard people talking about the host library. I really want to read the fanfiction on the site but I can't access the website.
I know it's been forever but if you see this, please help! I so badly want to read some good host fanfiction (I've already checked out host fanfiction archive). And I love In Your Eyes btw!
she's a landslide with the city beneath hergracekwithwings on November 27th, 2011 05:41 pm (UTC)
Re: host library
If you're looking for good Host fan fiction, The Host Fan has a great fan fiction archive! http://thehostfan.com/fanfic/ that is the link.