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 :)
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Carlisle drove me to the small hotel where the entire family was waiting. Carlisle and Jasper knew that I'd only want to see Jack, though, so they didn't bother taking me to see the others. Jasper took my hand and led me to the door. The entire way there, I didn't say a word. I was completely blank.
Jasper opened the door and pushed me softly into the room. The door closed behind me. Jack was sitting on the bed, holding Ansel in his arms. Ansel was sleeping peacefully. When I came in he looked up, and an expression of the utmost relief clouded his features.
“Axelle,” he breathed.
I didn't move. I just stared at him, my face devoid of any emotion.
Jack put the baby down in the middle of the bed, and crossed the room in three strides. He snaked his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I still didn't move. He didn't say anything about me being a vampire, so the family must have told him what happened.
“Where's Allegra?” he murmured.
They hadn't told him everything that had happened yet... the only ones that even knew Allegra wasn't with me were Carlisle and Jasper, so it made sense.
I shook my head. “She's not here,” I whispered.
He held me out at arms length and looked into my eyes. “Where is Allegra?” he repeated.
“The Volturi took her and then wouldn't give her back. I tried to get her, but Carlisle said it was too dangerous. He said that they were much too powerful to take on if we wanted to keep our family whole,” I said, my voice muted. They took my baby, and there was not a single thing I could do about it.
Jack growled. “I swear, if they don't give her back I'll take them all on myself.”
“No!” I exclaimed. “Jack, if you go back there they will kill you. I've already lost one member of my family, and I sure as hell am not going to lose two.” I took his face in my hands. “Promise me you will not go back there, Jack.” As much as I desperately wanted Allegra back, I was not going to let Jack go on a suicide mission for her.
“Axelle, what are we going to do? What are we going to do? Those assholes have my baby, and there is no way in hell they are going to keep her!” he roared.
Ansel started crying, and I picked him up. He stopped crying as soon as I held him. I turned to Jack.
“I want her back just as much as you do, Jack. But think about what you're saying. There are so many of them, and the only ones willing to go from our clan are you and me. Two against all of them will not work. Think about Ansel, Jack.”
He ran his hands through his hair and started pacing. “So your family is just giving up?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered.
He dropped to the floor and put his head in his hands. “I hate them,” he muttered.
I sat next to him, Ansel still in my arms. “Me too.”
We didn't speak. I put my head on Jack's shoulder and Ansel fell back asleep in my arms. Neither of us made any attempt at conversation.
“Did it hurt?” Jack finally asked after what could have been hours.
“More than anything,” I replied.
He put his arm around me. “I'm so sorry, Axelle.”
I shrugged. “It doesn't seem so bad now.”
The three of us sat there for what seemed like an eternity. Ansel would wake up every once in awhile, and then fall right back to sleep again. Our family wasn't complete anymore, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Three weeks after we got out of Italy, Jack and I hadn't even started to recover. We were basically recluses, and we only ever left to pick things up for Ansel. Family tried to come over, but we weren't social enough to keep them entertained. We kept to ourselves. Emmett tried to come over and get us to do things three times before he gave up.
Being a vampire wasn't even all that different from being human when the thirst was factored out. I had to be exceptionally careful around the baby, and I'd yet to harm him in any way. It was a little disorienting at first. I didn't realize how fast I could move.
Finally, our family put their foot down.
I heard someone pull up to the house.
Jack and I were sitting at the kitchen table, where I was feeding Ansel and Jack was reading a book. I looked up at him, and he sighed.
“I sense an intervention coming up,” I muttered.
“Like it'll do any good,” he replied.
Ansel contributed a nice hearty burp.
“Glad you think so, too, Ansel,” I said, wiping his face.
It was Emmett who came over, and he entered without knocking. Jack didn't look up from his book, and I didn't take my eyes away from Ansel.
“Axelle, Jack, I'm here!” boomed Emmett.
“Lovely,” I murmured. “And just what are you doing here?”
Jack put his book on the table and looked at all of them. “If you think you can convince us to play Mario Kart with you, Emmett, you should know in advance it will not work.”
“And we won't watch Mars Attacks either,” I said.
“Or anything else you have cooked up,” finished Jack. “We're content to stay here for now.”
Emmett grinned. “Well, that's good. I came here to take Ansel so you can have a night for yourselves. Lord knows you probably need a goo-”
“You are not taking Ansel, thank you very much,” I snapped.
Emmett held out his arms, palms out. “Whoa there, Axy. He'll be safe. Bella and Jasper want to take him for the night, and you know there aren't any better people to take care of him for you.”
I looked at Jack, who seemed to be processing the idea. “What time will he be back tomorrow?”
“Ten?” suggested Emmett.
“What would we even do?” I asked.
Jack shrugged. “A puzzle?”
“Oh my God! You guys are so lame!” laughed Emmett. “A puzzle, really? You guys need to party it up. Pour some wine, which I know you guys have because I put it in this house myself, and just let loose!”
I grinned. “I can't have wine, Unc.” I turned to Jack. “And I think Jack's not going to have any alcohol.”
Jack nodded. “But I supposed we can find something to do.”
“Fine, take Ansel. But I swear, Emmett, if he comes back with even a hint of something wrong with him...” I said sharply.
“You don't have a thing to worry about,” assured Emmett.
Five minutes later, we had Ansel all packed and ready to go. Emmett was slightly annoyed that three of them were spent giving Ansel goodbye kisses. When the front door closed behind them, I turned to Jack, who was standing with me in the entry way.
“What now?” I asked.
“How am I supposed to know? We could bake,” I said.
“I'm the only one who could eat it,” replied Jack.
I frowned. “But sugar cookies were so yummy.”
He grinned. “You're so cute.”
I looked down at what I was wearing. One of his giant t-shirts and a pair of jeans didn't really equal cute in my book. I looked back up at Jack, who was much, much more attractive at that moment then I was. It was then that I realized it had been three weeks since I had even kissed him.
My mouth dropped open. “Jack!”
“What, what is it?” he asked, alarmed. “Do you need something? I can go get Ansel!” He reached for his jacket that hung on the banister of the stairs.
“No, Jack. Do I smell like a vampire?” I asked.
He shook his head. “You smell wonderful, actually.”
“Then can I ask you something?”
He smiled and stepped closer. He cupped my face in his absurdly warm hands. The moment our lips touched, I was glad Ansel was out of the house. Having a baby cry even ten minutes would not fit into the plan for tonight.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself closer to him. He was so warm compared to me, it was oddly pleasant. He gripped my my the waist and hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his hard torso muscles through his shirt.
I was vaguely aware we were going up the stairs, and then suddenly I was on the bed. He hovered above me for a second, before throwing off his shirt. I did the same.
His lips moved to my neck, and he slowly kissed his way across my collarbone. Each spot he touched was left burning, just like his skin. My breathing sped up. I reached for the button of his jeans, and they were on the floor in only a second.
Before I could take mine off, I heard the front door slam open. Someone ran up the stairs just after. The door to our room flung open, and Emmett was there.
“I just wanted to know if you guys wan... eww,” he said after he realized what he was looking at. He averted his eyes. “You guys were so pathetic, I decided to come over and help you think of something to do! I can see you thought of... something.” He closed the door and was out of the house in less than a second.
I laughed loudly. “That was awkward.”
“Oh, well,” said Jack. “I won't let it ruin my night.”
I smiled. Of course he wouldn't.
- Read You Loud and Clear
- Peaches and Cream
- Dance Crazy
- Mars Attacks
- It's Going to Work
- You Don't Know Jack
- Crazy Talk
- Happy Birthday
- Moving Too Fast
- I Have Some Friends
- Two Choices
- He's Not Evil
- No Frank Sinatra
- Big Jitters
- We Need To Talk
- Hush Up, You Clown
- Rainbow Colored Socks
- You Need Some Rest
- Let Go
- We Want Her
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