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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 :)

27. Big Jitters

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"T-two babies? Are you sure?” I asked. That was impossible, just impossible.

"Yes, Axelle," answered Carlisle.

“Do you know if they're boys or girls?”

“Are you sure you want to know?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“There's a boy and a girl.”

“Oh,” I breathed.

"Now, do you need anything, or would you like to get back to your honeymoon?" There was such a sly undertone to his voice, I just had to laugh.

It was only a small laugh, though. The situation was just a little too serious to laugh about.

"Do you think you can get Emmett to talk to me? Tell him it's very important." If anyone could get Emmett to talk to me, it was Carlisle.

"I can," he answered.

A second later, I heard Emmett protesting on the other end of the phone.

"Fine, fine, fine,” he snapped at Carlisle. “Hello?”

"Emmett, I need you to be here right now. Please, Emmett," I pleaded.

"What happened?" he asked seriously.

"Just get here. I would really like to have my best friend now," I said.

He knew by the tone of my voice that I wasn't joking. "I'll be there in three hours. Where are you?"

"Treasure Island," I answered.

"I can find you from there.” The phone went dead, and I put it back on the end table.

While I was waiting, I thought about my babies. Plural. There were two of them. It was hard, almost impossible to believe. When I got pregnant, I sure did it with a bang.

For as long as I could remember, I wanted to have one boy, and one girl. I had the names, Allegra and Ansel, so that part was already decided. I didn't know where we would live. I didn't want to take up room at the big house, and I really didn't want to live with my parents. That'd be beyond strange considering that just a few months ago all I worried about while I was in that house was was what Mr. Carlson was going to assign for homework, and not about babies. I just couldn't live there.

And then I remembered what Jack had said about a house. Oh sure, we had one, but Jack wouldn't tell me anything about it. I knew that it was near the big house, and that was about it. He didn't tell me how big it was, or even where he got it.

I watched the minutes tick by slowly. I didn't want to move. There was no resting period in my life. Everything happed at a constant, fast pace. There was no time to just sit back, and relax. Although, I wasn't very relaxed at all, even just lying there. I waited for Jack to come back the entire time I was waiting for Emmett, but he didn't. I didn't know where he could have gone. He wasn't old enough to gamble, even though he looked like he was. Maybe he was just going to risk getting caught. He could take care of himself.

When the door opened, I assumed it was Jack. He was the only one who had a key to the room, and I still had an hour before Emmett arrived.

“Why did you leave?” I asked. I didn't tear my eyes off of the clock.

“I'm sorry, Axy.” It was Emmett.

“Emmett! You're early! You must have driven like a fiend!” I cried. I sat up, and held my arms out for a hug. It had only been two hours.

He scooped me up, and hugged me as tightly as he could without hurting me.

“I'm sorry,” he repeated.

He placed me back on the bed, and climbed beside me. He put his arm around me, and pulled me into his chest.

“I didn't mean for you to be upset,” I murmured. I wrapped my arms around as much of him as I could.

“I'm an idiot, Axy. I was just a little angry, and I shouldn't have run away from you like that,” said Emmett, hugging me tighter.

“I don't blame you,” I sighed. “You warned me about what would happen, but I didn't listen to you.”

He chuckled. “It's over now. So why did you need me here so urgently?”

I took a deep breath. I knew that Emmett could overreact sometimes, and I didn't want him to be angry again, especially at Jack.

“Axelle,” he prompted impatiently.

“I'm not getting married.”

“Why not?” He was terrible at hiding his happiness. He was really looking forward to being the best man, and I imagined that he didn't take the news of my Vegas wedding lightly.

“Jack... left,” I whispered.

Emmett was instantly serious. “Left?” he asked. His voice was low, frightening.

I nodded.

“Axelle, I need to go find someone really quick, can you get up?” he asked.

“No, Emmett! I didn't call you so you could beat up my fiancée. I called because I needed my best friend with me.”

“Okay.” He didn't move, but I could tell he was still seething.

“Emmett, it's probably just jitters. I was lonely, and that's why I called you. I swear,” I insisted. “He's going through a lot right now, and I understand it. I wish you would too.”

He took a deep breath. “Okay, Axy. I wont go kill him. I'm beyond pissed right now, though. I don't think you even understand.”

“Just don't be dumb,” I warned. I couldn't help the yawn that escaped at that point. I'd had a long day.

“Just go to sleep,” said Emmett. He pulled me in tighter. His chest certainly wasn't the comfiest thing in the world, but I was perfectly happy. I drifted to sleep easily.

It seemed like I heard the door slam against the wall only seconds after I went to sleep. Emmett sat up, and took me with him.

“Axelle!” called Jack.

“I'm in here,” I said sleepily.

Jack entered the bedroom, and his jaw dropped.

“So, so, so this is what you do when I leave? You sleep with your uncle? What the hell kinda thing is that to do?” he slurred.

“Emmett, leave right now,” I commanded.

“No, Axel-”

“Leave!” I yelled. “And get far away from here. Just get out. Don't breathe a word of this to anyone, do you hear. Get. Out. Don't even think about listening at the door. Take the stairs.”

Emmett did as he was told, no questions asked. Nobody had the right to see Jack as he was.

“Axelle, you cheated on me?” he asked.

“Jack, come here. Now,” I added.

“No goddamn way!” he yelled. “That guy was in here, and you two were in the bed! I think I know where that leads.”

“Grow up! He's my uncle!”

“And you're a cheater,” he said. I was surprised he didn't stick out his tongue. I tried not to picture how vile it would be to be in bed with my uncle.

“Come here!” I yelled, pointing to the bed.

“Fine.” He sat next to me. “Wha-at is it?”

He reeked of liquor. “How much have you had to drink?”

“Only one or two... bottles. I can hold a lot, you know. It all burns off so quickly! You know, you look a hell of a lot like someone I know.” He looked at me, an eyebrow raised. “I just don't know who!”

“Where did you go?” I asked. I ignored the fact that he couldn't even recognize me.

“Back to La Push! You, you know that girl? The first one? Well, I saw her again! She was so-o-o happy to see me. You have no idea, man.” Jack's words cut me like a knife. The girl in La Push must have been the one he lost his virginity to.

“And... And what did you do with the girl from La Push?” I whispered.

“Oh, ho, ho! You know!” he said, elbowing me in the side. “She was so good at it, too!”

I couldn't breathe. There was no way, no possible way, that Jack could have cheated on me. He we mine forever, not some hussy's that lives in La Push. Mine.

“Hey, who was that guy in here earlier? He was huge!” With those last words, Jack passed right out.

I looked at him, all drunk and sleeping. I'd never seen that side of him before. I didn't know what would spur him to act the way he did, but I wasn't certain I wanted to stick around to find out.