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Catch the Wind

Summary:
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!


Notes:
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 :)


19. I Have Some Friends

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“I can't believe that you're leaving me tomorrow,” said Jack, his lips at my ear.

I was leaving for Italy the next morning, and Jack was less than happy about it.

I snuggled closer to him. Sleeping in his bed was just so comfortable. I felt safe in his arms. I knew nothing would ever hurt me as long as I was with him.

“It's only for a week. I'll come back just the way I left, I promise,” I assured him. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tight.

“If you come back with so much as a scratch, I'll never let you out of my sight again,” he whispered.

I turned to face him. “Why are you so worried?” I looked into his eyes, searching for any answer.

“I don't want to be away from you,” he answered. “It makes me so anxious. When you spend the night at the big house, I can never sleep. What if Emmett accidentally hurts you? What if you eat something bad? What if you fall down the stairs? There are so many things that can hurt you, Axelle. I'm nervous if you're in a different room that I am, let alone a different country.”

I put my head against his chest. “You can't stop me from getting hurt every second of the day, Jack.”

“That doesn't mean that I can't try.” He twirled a piece of my hair around his finger. “I just hate being away from you, that's all.” He kissed the top of my head and put his hand on the small of my back.

“After I come back, we don't have to be away from each other at all.” I traced his abdominal muscles with my pinkie finger.

“You better really mean that, love.”

“And what if I don't?” I said, smiling against his chest. “What if I decide I want this relationship to remain strictly long distance? We could be pen pals!” I exclaimed. He knew I was joking.

“Then I'll have to... to tell your dad how great you are in bed,” he said. He started laughing uncontrollably. “And then you'd have a husband with no arms. It'd be all over the news. 'Poor student lost arms in freak father-in-law accident! How'd you like to have that on your conscience?”

I kissed his neck. “Oh, I'd manage. Besides, he's not even your father-in-law yet.”

Jack laughed. “That's changing two days after you get home.”

I shuddered. “I'm so nervous,” I said honestly.

“I love you, you love me, what's there to be nervous about?” he asked.

“Well, Alice has me wearing this crazy wedding dress... I just don't know what I'd be able to do in it! I mean, we'd be separated by a five foot wide crinoline! Talk about uncomfortable. If I fall over, there's no getting back up,” I explained.

Jack laughed hysterically. “Axelle, stop! How am I supposed to breathe when you make me laugh like this?!”

“I wouldn't need an airbag if we got into a crash. My dress is big enough, I'd just be smothered by that instead of the air bag.”

“Axelle Hale, stop it!” cried Jack.

“And,” I started.

He interrupted me by kissing me fiercely. “No more,” he warned.

I obliged. I'd stop as long as he kept kissing me like he was.

The next morning, after a sleepless night, Edward picked me up at Jack's house. He waited in the car while Jack put my suitcase in the trunk.

“I'll miss you,” said Jack, gazing into my eyes.

“I'll miss you, too,” I whispered.

He lowered his lips to mine. His hands found their way to my lower back, and he pushed me closer to him. My mind drifted to the night before.

Edward honked the horn and I yelped.

“You better go,” said Jack, trying to hide his smile.

“I love you,” I sighed.

“Love you,” he replied.

When I got into the car, Edward looked quite a bit less than happy.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

He reversed out of the driveway quickly and sped down the road. We were heading to the Seattle airport.

“I was unfortunate enough to be assaulted by thoughts of your sex life just then. I didn't even know you had one!” exclaimed Edward. He pressed down the gas pedal harder.

“That is none of your business,” I gasped, my face turning red.

“It's not like I wanted to know,” he snapped. “If I had my choi-”

His cell phone rang then, interrupting him. He looked at the caller ID, saw who it was, and pressed ignore. He set it one the center console.

“If I had my choice, I would erase that from my memory forever,” he continued.

I sighed. It was going to be a very long trip if I kept accidentally thinking things about Jack that I certainly did not want Edward to hear.

Fifteen awkward minutes later, his cell phone beeped again. It was a text message this time. I grabbed his cell phone and read what it said.

We're going to catch you. You are going to be so busted. I'm going to kill you, Edward. Give. Her. Back.

-- Bella

“Why is my mom going to kill you?” I asked, suddenly anxious.

“We're here!” said Edward, totally ignoring the question. He drove faster than any other person I'd ever met. He screeched to a stop in the large parking structure. He switched the car off and snatched his phone out of my hands.

I decided to leave the question until later. My mom was probably just joking with him. They were known to throw comments like that around, anyway.

Edward got our bags out of the back and led me to the terminal. I almost skipped onto the plane. I could not wait to get to Italy. I was so glad that we didn't have to stop anywhere. Once a day they had a flight straight to Italy from Seattle.

Once we were in the air, I decided to address the question again.

“So why is my mom going to kill you?” I asked.

“She misses you,” he answered, smiling at me. “She just can't believe that I took you from her for an entire week. She hates it when you spend the night at Jack's, so think how she'll miss you when you go all the way to another country!”

That made sense. “Oh, I thought she was serious.”

“Of course not,” he laughed. “Your mother would have no reason to kill me.”

I slept for most of the flight, thank goodness. It was a very long plane ride, and I would be terribly bored if I had to stay up for the entire thing. Edward nudged me awake as we were landing.

“Are you ready to see Italy?” he asked.

“Oh, I am so excited!” I squealed. Other passengers looked at me strangely, but I ignored them. They might have been here before, but it was my first time and they could deal with one giddy teenager.

“Me too,” said Edward, grinning.”I have some friends who have lived in Italy for a long time. They'll be thrilled to meet you.”

“Are they vampires?” I whispered. My stomach dropped, and it had nothing to do with the plane losing altitude.

“Yes, but there's no reason to be afraid. You'll be fine,” he answered. He said it with so much sincerity, I couldn't help but believe him.