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Back Against the Wall

Summary:
Why do the spirits hate me? What have I done in my past life to deserve this? Why were they ALWAYS pushing me back against the wall? Somehow, I had managed to do the impossible again. Me being the first girl werewolf EVER wasn’t enough- they had to go and make me imprint on a vampire.ben and leah


Notes:


1. Awkward silences really suck

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Why do the spirits hate me? What have I done in my past life to deserve this? Why were they ALWAYS pushing me back against the wall? Somehow, I had managed to do the impossible again. Me being the first girl werewolf EVER wasn’t enough- they had to go and make me imprint on a vampire.

No not a half- vamp like Bella’s spawn, but a full blown, blood sucking, century-old vampire. And to make matters worse, this vampire has been dating another beautiful vampire for hundreds of years. Great.

The worst part, however, is that I can’t stop thinking about him- smell be damned. Once I locked eyes with Benjamin ‘Whatever- his- last- name- is’, I had forgotten all about Sam and Emily, me being the reason my dad died, this stupid-wolfy existence and my world had become revolved around tanned cheeks, dark spiky hair, and vivid blue eyes.

I should’ve never let Seth convince me to spend a Christmas with the bloodsuckers. I thought it would be the usual; Carlisle and Esme, Renesmee and her watch dog (also know as my Alpha, Jacob), Bella and her shadow (Edward), Seth, my mom and Charlie, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmet.

‘When I had I taken the time to actually learn their names?’

Well I guess after about ten years of hearing the names constantly, one would have to learn them eventually. And now I’m answering myself- the SURE sign of insanity.

I had walked into their big, glassy, beautiful home full of various elaborate Christmas decorations and immediately hated it. I was more attracted to dark, closed-in spaces.

In the living room, the ‘family’ sat around the tree, talking and laughing merrily. Everyone I had assumed to be there was there, but there were a few others. They looked like an ad for Christmas- with everyone being so beautiful and all.

The half-human, Nahuel was there staring at Jacob like he wanted to rip his head off. Then there was the two from the coven in Alaska. Then there was him, Benjamin.

As I entered the living room everyone’s eyes practically bulged out of their heads for seeing me there. I glared at them all, basically telling them not to make a big deal out of it.

They were used to me spending Christmas alone. Mom had been married to Charlie for the last six years, and even four years before that they had spent every waking moment together. Charlie tended to spend Christmas with his daughter, Bella, who was a Cullen. And Seth followed the Cullen clan, Jacob, and Mom like a lost puppy so he naturally spent Christmas’ at the Cullen’s too.

They had practically begged me every year to come along, but I always respectfully declined by throwing something, morphing, and running off into the woods for a few days. I could escape them physically, but I never could get the voices of Jacob and Seth out of my head- pleading with me to come back.

So that’s how I eventually ended up here, standing awkwardly in the living room of the Cullen’s, glaring at everyone.

“Welcome, Leah. Please sit and enjoy the festivities.” Carlisle said in his ‘Carislish’ manner.

“Yeah, whatever”, I muttered as I plumped down on one of the many floor pillows. From over in the corner, my mother smiled brightly at me and began to make her way towards my direction. Seth grinned and came to sit next to me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I shrugged him off.

“Leah, we’re so happy you came and joined us. Charlie’s been worried it was because you didn’t like him.” my mom said in that cheerful voice. How could I not like the man that made my mom happy again?

“Of course that wasn’t the reason. Charlie is cool,” I said as I looked over at him, bobbing his head to the music in a off-beat manner and spilt eggnog all over his shirt. “Sometimes”, I added as I snorted. Seth laughed. Mom grinned and gave me a hug, I returned it weakly.

She then went back to sit next to Charlie and began to clean him up.

“So why the change of heart?” Seth asked.

“Sam asked me to spend Christmas with him and his family.” I said.

I had been shopping in Forks when Sam, now aging, came into the store with Emily at his side and three little children trailing behind him: A set of twin girls (now four) and an eight year old boy.

I stared, not blinking at the children. I had made an effort to not see Sam for the past ten years. Emily’s scar was almost completely faded- her pretty face almost fully restored.

Both Sam and Emily stopped abruptly when they saw me staring at them… okay, maybe I was gaping.

Emily was the first to break the awkward silence. Funny how those always tend to pop up.“Leah, long time…” she said nervously. I got it. She was scared I was going to morph into a wolf, scratch her face again, kill Sam and maybe take her little hatchlings along for the ride. So instead I did the complete opposite, there was no way I was going to let them know how much my life completely sucked.

So I put a smile on my face- the muscles in my face hurt, they were so used to my set scowl.

“Emily, Sam! Oh! And you have children!” I said brightly, channeling my mother’s usual happy tone. Sam looked shell-shocked at my happy nature. I had to admit, it would be a bit creepy seeing me being so bubbly.

“Oh, yes. These two are Ava and Olivia, they’re four”, she said pointing to the twins. “And this is Joshua, he’s eight.” My smile tightened.

“Oh how…sweet”, I said grinning down at them. Sam looked at me wearily- probably knowing what I was thinking. Those could have been my children, our children. They should have been.

It was amazing, how in a few minutes seeing Sam again had completely smashed the notion that I had convinced myself of- that I was completely over him. The children gazed up at me with confused expressions- clearly sensing the palpable tension in the air.

“Um…well, I’m about to go now.” I said, shifting on my feet. As I began to make an abrupt exit, I heard Sam call my name.

I turned around, looking him square in the eye- the façade washed away from my face. He wanted to tell me something, I could see it in his eyes- but he couldn’t say it, not with his wife and children right beside him.

So instead he settled to invite me over for Christmas at their ‘home’. And I respectfully declined, saying I had plans. He had nodded, understanding and I had turned back around. I had turned away from him, and I decided right then and there that it would stay that way forever.

“Thought it would be something like that,” Seth grinned.

“Shut up.”, I said, punching him arm.

“Cant believe he asked you over. Like you’re the bringer of holiday cheer.” He said sarcastically and snorted.

“Gee thanks, Seth. With little brothers like you, who needs the Sams’ in the world?”

“It’s what I’m here for”, he said cockily. I smacked him on the head.

“You know that child abuse is punishable by law, right?” Charlie said grinning as he came over to us.

“Cuff me. Anything is better than sitting here with him.” I said smirking.

“Oh my gosh! Leah is smiling…well sort of. It’s a miracle!” Seth said loudly as he got up and paraded around the room.

“I wasn’t smiling, you idiot!” I said angrily. “I was smirking!” I got up and chased him.

The more he laughed, the more I growled. I could see the people around me laughing at Seth’s antics.

“Leah smiled. Leah smiled. She smiled. She smiled.” he chanted in between laughs. I tackled him to the ground.

“Shut up!” I said over him.

“Leah, dear. Your brother is just having some fun.” my mom said from over us.

“At my expense.” I said while still seething. I knew it was stupid, but here I was in room full of bloodsuckers and others that were generally awkward around me- and he was making it quite obvious that I was always in a depressed mood.

I got up off of him and went outside and sat on the porch. Being close to nature always calmed my anger. Staring at the darkening skies, and snow covered forest- the anger began to seep out of me and I began to feel very childish over my behavior.

I heard footsteps coming in my direction, but the scent reached me before the person did. It was a bloodsucker, probably Jasper or Carlisle sent to calm me down because everyone else was too scared to do it. But instead it was Benjamin (I didn’t know his name then) but I had recognized him as the visitor sitting on the couch, staring into the fire.

When I looked at him, I didn’t look in his eyes- I should’ve never looked in his eyes.

“Nice night, huh? We don’t usually get snow…or anything cold for that matter, in Egypt- well except when I want us to.” he said while tucking his hands into his pockets.

“Uh, yeah. Sure” I said confused as to why he was talking to me.

“I’m Benjamin. Ben, for short”, he said sitting down beside me. This one was bold.

“Leah.”, I said, not taking my eyes off the landscape.

There was an awkward silence…something I was used to because awkward silences seemed to follow me like a shadow.

“So what brings you to Forks?” I asked, not really caring but it was something to break the silence.

“I just got sick of home- if I could call it that.” he said.

“I know the feeling.” I said. Suddenly, he made a flame- protruding from his hand. “You’re on fire, how did you…”, I said as I stared at him.

And then I remembered him from long ago- helping the Cullen’s save Renesmee. I remembered him having the power to control the elements. I also remembered Tia, his mate and Amun, the man he had always argued with- the one who wanted to use him as a weapon.

But as I looked into his ocean- blue orbs, none of that registered anymore. It was just him- and my need to be with him at all times and make him happy. I smiled at him, and he smiled back weakly obviously feeling the same thing but confused as to why he was.

Falling in love in ten seconds flat is kind of unusual.

In the distance of my mind, I could hear Seth choking on his eggnog and Jacob’s snickering.

They knew I had imprinted.