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Romeo and Juliet

Summary:
My name is Quil Ateara, and up untill recently there were three things I was sure about. First, I thought I was best friends with Jacob Black, and Embry Call. Second, I was sure I was human. And third, I believed that there was no real existance of mythical creatures. How could I have been so wrong? Once Jacob and Embry join the pack, Quil is left alone and confused. When he stumbles upon a lone vampire, he doesn't realize at first what she is, or what he is to become. And when their friendship becomes closer, the pack threatens to tare it apart. Chapter 22 now up!


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17. Listening to her Dead Heart

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So there we were at the edge of the forest, me a giant wolf, and Terra still at ease even in my presence. I was sitting on my haunches while she stood for a long moment, deep in though before she turned back to me. “Well Quil, our…friendship is a bit more complicated then I thought it would be. Of course even when you were human it was wrong for me to befriend you,” she let out a hard sight while looking away from my torn face, “and part of me keeps telling me to leave, to go away before I get in too deep. But the rest of me wants nothing more than to stay and spend all the time with you. The Cullen’s didn’t like the idea of us being friends and at first the most apposed to it was Edward. I tried to reason with him and I ended up confessing how I feel when I’m with you, and how I’m anxious to see you whenever I leave. He said that’s how he felt about Bella and that he understood why I felt the need to go against what was right. Even though Bella is a human, he loves her and he defies what is moral and just listens to his heart.” that had to be the longest speech I had heard Terra give and it made me happy all the same. Maybe Terra did love me; of course I was still insure of my own feelings the knowledge that she might gave me much comfort that I wasn’t the only one.

In a playful way I walked up to her and gave her cheek a lick much like a pup to his young new owner. A high pitched laugh escaped her and made me smile I delight. I didn’t want the moment to end, for her beautiful laugh to stop ringing in my ears. “Your definitely making it hard for me to even think of leaving.” Good, don’t leave, I said internally in an attempt to transmit the message. “Hold on one second,” I nodded slightly confused. Then she was gone and instantly back a few seconds later, a bundle of cloth in her dainty hands. “I brought you some of your clothing so when you change you’ll have something to wear.” I hadn’t thought of that, what would happen when I was human again. Grabbing the clothing between my teeth I went behind another covering of so as Terra couldn’t see me.

Closing my eyes I began to calm myself as anger was what turned me this way maybe relaxed was the antidote. Calm Quil, calm I repeated like a mantra in my head. My whole body began to feel like play-dough as it started to shift back it’s normal state. Quickly I put the clothing on, hoping no one had seen me nude. Terra had brought me my red boxers, khaki shorts and a dark green shirt with sewn on patches of what appeared to be my wolf shirt. Walking back to her I finally spoke for the first time in our conversation, “Where did this come from?” I said while pulling at the bottom corners of my shirt as if to demonstrate what I was talking about.

“Well, when I came back to visit you your shirt was scattered in pieces all over the ground. I took the ones with the words and picture and sewn them onto a new shirt. Are you mad?”

“No, I like it, I just wanted to know.” this was not the ideal conversation I had in mind. “So the Cullen’s don’t like me?” it was more of a statement then question.

“They don’t like what you are, and that I insist on being your friend. But if they knew you like they knew Bella they would see that your different then the rest of your kind; you are aren’t you?” she pulled back a little to look at me straight on.

“Of course, if being like them means being your enemy then I am nothing at all like them.” the corners of her lips turned up but it did not reach her eyes. “You trust me, right?”

“Yeah I’m just worried that’s all.” she was looking down and I pulled up her chin with one finger.

“What, you afraid of the big bad wolf?’ I now saw the irony in my shirts saying and why Terra had questioned it at first.

“Yes Quil, that’s exactly what’s troubling me.” sarcasm was thick on every word.

“Ha ha ha, very funny,” I repeated her sarcastic tone, “ and you should be scared.”

“And why is that?” one of her mahogany eye brows was now raised in question, and mockery at the same time.

“Cause I’m a big bad monster who could beat you up.” my words were very cocky even in my own ears.

“Oh, I think I could take you.”

“Well I would settle this but I was taught never to hit a girl.”

“What are you afraid?”

“No.” I said defensively.

“Looks like some ones a little chicken.” she bent her thin arms at the elbow and was about to give me the chicken squawk when I grabbed her arms to stop the mocking movement. Her skin was icy but it felt normal to me, warm like a humans which was odd for it use to feel as cold as a glacier. After about four long seconds of just reveling in this new discovery Terra pulled back and placed her hands behind her back, one hand gripping her other arm.

“I’m sorry Terra if…”
“No, I guess I’m just not use to being friends with a werewolf.”

“Were not that bad when you get past the fur and the teeth and the giant muscular body, with razor sharp claws,” a small smile was on her face and she let her arms drop to her sides but didn’t step forward. “And it’s not so hard to be friends with a vampire either, especially if you’re the vampire I’m friends with.”

“Thanks Quil, I’m glad you’re the one I’m friends with as well,” her head turned up to the now pitch black sky, “and as a friend I shouldn’t keep you up all night.”

“Your not just saying that to get rid of me are you?”

“Who said I’d have to leave you?” this definitely took me aback as her words made little sense.

“What you mean, I’ll be sleeping so won’t you go home.”

“I could stick around. Plus it’s always interesting to watch people or in this case werewolves sleep, especially those who talk in their sleep.”

“I’m pretty sure I don’t sleep talk.” I posed back at her.

“Well there’s only one way to find out.” a grin spread wide across her face and I could see I was not going to win this argument.