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Catch the Wind

Axelle is seventeen, but her parents still haven't told her their secret. When a new kid shows up at school, Axelle can't help but find him interesting. When all the pieces of the puzzle fall into place, Axelle has some big choices to make. Part three to the Twist of Fate series!

Like I have said many times before, I am totally addicted to this story. This story is entirely in Axelle's POV, for those of you that didn't know. I have this one planned out almost all the way... and let me tell ya, there are some HUGE twists :D But that's just how it works with me :)

13. Chocolate

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Edward cocked an eyebrow and smirked after Jack punched him, completely unfazed. Without saying anything, Jack ran into the forest. He managed to throw his shirt off before disappearing into the trees.

I turned to face my uncle. “What the hell was that?” I asked, my voice muted. What did he think he was going to accomplish?

He was still smirking. “Did you see how he could hardly control himself? He could hurt you, Axelle. One false move and you're scarred for life.”

I glared at him. “You kissed me just so I would see what he looks like when he's angry, didn't you? That's why.”

“Yes,” he replied, not understanding why I was so furious.

“You are one of the most evil people I know!” I screamed. “You knew Jack would change if he saw us together! You wanted me to think he was some sort of monster!” His plan was all coming clear to me now.

He frowned. “I didn't think you'd be so angry about it.”

“Get away from me!” I yelled. “Now!” I clarified after he stayed put. He moseyed slowly back to the house. He took his sweet time getting to the front porch.

When I saw him close the front door behind him, I went to where Jack's shirt landed. I couldn't imagine what he was feeling. He had said, not minutes before Edward's little stunt, that we were soul mates. I couldn't comprehend how betrayed he must have felt after seeing Edward and I together. I sunk to the ground beside his shirt and put it in my lap. I wouldn't blame Jack if he didn't want to forgive me. I knew I wouldn't forgive me if I was him.

I laid down on the ground and closed my eyes. I held his shirt tightly in my hands. It was getting darker, colder. I didn't care. I didn't want to go inside the house of my stupid, evil family. I thought they loved me more than that. I thought that they would support any decision I made.

“Axelle?” asked my mom. She sounded far away. I didn't open my eyes.

“I would like it very much if you would go away, please,” I said.

I heard her sigh, much closer to me than she was before. “Axelle, you can't stay out here forever.”

“I wasn't planning on it. I was planning to live in my car, actually. I think it'll be a little more comfortable than the front lawn. Maybe a little cramped, though.”

I opened one eye. She was sitting next to me. I turned away from her, still clutching Jack's shirt close to me..

“I brought you chocolate,” she said.

I frowned. A candy bar was not enough to move me from my patch of grass. I would move when I was good and ready to.

She sighed. “I'll leave it here for you. When you want to talk, I'll be inside. Edward and your dad are gone. I kicked them out of the house. They can't come back until I say so.”

My heart thumped unsteadily in my chest. “You're getting divorced?” I croaked.

“Oh, no, no, no, Axelle. I just don't want them around tonight,” she explained. “I'll see you inside.” She got up and ran to the house.

I heaved a sigh of relief. At least I wasn't going to be the demise of my parent's marriage, that was always a plus. I had a feeling I was going to be the demise of my own relationship, however. I just sat there and took his kiss. I didn't even fight Edward off or anything, I just went with the flow.

I heard someone approaching. “I don't want any chocolate!” I called.

“Damn,” muttered the intruder sarcastically. It wasn't who I thought it'd be.

I opened my eyes and shot into a sitting position. “Jack?” I gasped. He was standing right in front of me. He didn't look angry, just very, very sad.

“Hey, Axelle,” he sighed. He sat down.

“Look, about what happened... it's not what it looked like,” I explained.

He frowned. “It didn't 'look like' that was the case.”

“Why... why would you think I would do that to you,” I murmured, looking into my lap. I was determined not to cry. I bit my lip.

Jack sighed again. “I don't know what to think.”

A tear ran down my face, destroying my whole “I'm not going to cry” plan. Jack reached across the small space separating us and wiped it off. He kept his hand at my chin and tilted my face so I would look at him.

“I'm so sorry,” I whispered.

“What happened?” he asked. His voice sounded close to breaking. I moved his hand and scooted closer to him. I maneuvered myself onto his lap. He didn't object. He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me close to him.

“Edward told me this whole story about not getting together with the first person in line for me, or something. He thought that I should hold out for someone else. He's also some sort of vampire man whore, from what I got out of his little rant,” I explained. “He kissed me because he wanted me to see you phase... he wanted me to think you were a monster.”

“I am a monster,” he breathed into my ear.

“Just because you turn into a giant wolf when you're mad, doesn't mean you are a monster,” I replied.

“You haven't seen me,” he murmured.

“It doesn't matter,” I said.

He laughed. “We'll see about that.”

It was completely dark now, and despite Jack's warm embrace, a shiver still ran down my spine. It got cold at night in Forks.

“Do you want to go inside?” he asked.

I shook my head quickly. “Not at all.”

He was quiet for a second. “Do you want to go to my house?”

I pondered that for a minute. I would love to go to Jack's house. Considering I'd already spent the night there once, I didn't think my mom would have a problem with it. I'd call her at Jack's house just in case. Besides, Jack imprinted on me. It wasn't like my family could keep us away from each other.

“Yes, I do want to go to your house,” I replied. We stood up and walked to his car, which was still parked in front of the house. I was about to get in when the front door opened.

“Axelle, where are you going?” asked my mom.

“I... I don't think I can be here tonight,” I answered honestly.

She understood. “Have Jacob call me when you get there,” she said. She closed the door again. My mom could be incredibly amazing when she wanted to.

I frowned, remembering something about Jacob that I hadn't told Jack. I got in and closed my door. “Did you... did you know that Jacob tried to kidnap me?” I asked as Jack pulled away from the house.

Jack was silent for a moment. He was taking long, deep breaths. “Yes, I found that out after I phased for the first time. I didn't know what a crumb he was back then,” said Jack.

“It was strange to hear about,” I murmured.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the window. My happy little world was falling apart at the seams. My eighteenth birthday was approaching fast, only a month away. I hoped things would be better by then.

It seemed like seconds later when Jack nudged me awake. I had fallen asleep in the car. I stretched and yawned before stepping out into the bitingly cold night air. Jack walked me inside. It had gotten rather late. So much had happened since I got home from school, it was hard to believe it was the same day.

Jacob was sitting on the couch in the front room, arms crossed.

“Can you call my mom?” I asked, covering a yawn with my hand.

He nodded.

“Axelle is sleeping in my bed tonight,” said Jack, not asking Jake, but telling him.

Jacob eyed him. “If I hear anything going on in there that shouldn't be, you better be expecting me,” said Jake.

Jack rolled his eyes and pulled me to his room. He dug out a clean t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants for me to sleep in. I changed into them quickly, too tired to care if Jack saw me or not. I climbed into his bed and closed my eyes. Having a life full of mythical creatures was more exhausting than I thought it would be.

I heard the light snap off, and was a bit surprised to feel Jack's arms wind around my waist.

“Comfortable?” he asked.

“Mmhmm,” I hummed.

“Night,” he whispered. He kissed my neck.

“Goodnight,” I sighed, content. Sure, my family life was falling apart, but with Jack there, everything seemed like it was going to be okay.