Lyazia ran home, deciding she could give a half-assed excuse to the teachers on why she'd only attended half of her classes that day, maybe say she felt overwhelmed. Had an anxiety attack, internal bleeding, her dog ate her large intestine.
Lyazia sat on the dark couch in the livingroom of her home, waiting patiently (tapping her foot and glancing at the door every five seconds) for her dad to pull up, she'd texted him to come home due to something extremely urgent. Not giving any context to the situation at all knowing that her father would hurry more if he was unaware of the situation.
After her fifth time within the past two minutes glancing at the door it finally opened and her father stepped in, frantic look on his face as he saw his daughter. "What the fuck happened?" He rushed out, closing the door and plopping beside his scared looking child.
"Dad I.." she paused how would she even say it?? How was she supposed to say it. Her father placed a hand on her knee, an act of comfort which silently told her to 'take her time' "I imprinted." She murmured, her strong and power-filled voice now sounded so foreign, so weak.
"But..baby that's a good thing, you know that," he didn't understand. Wolves were always filled with such a happiness to have found their imprint so why did his little girl seem so.. forlorn.
"No dad you don't understand. I didn't imprint once, I imprinted on six people." She reasoned, voice begging him to understand her inner turmoil. His eyes widened and before he could say anything her now scratchy and weak voice reached his ears "vampires dad, I imprinted on five vampires and a human girl." Tears welled up in her eyes, nails digging into her palms as she squeezed her hands into fist.
"Hey hey," her father's gentle voice brought her out of her panicked state "Imprints are set by fate, and fate chose them for you for a good reason," he pulled her into a hug, hand in her hair and gently rubbing her back "I don't think any differently of you because of this and you know it's set in stone, this was meant to be Azia, don't hurt yourself trying to deny it. Embrace it, this is your happiness, don't take that away from yourself." He finished off pressing a warm kiss to his daughters forehead
Lyazia looked up at her father with a small teary-eyed smile, before she could utter a word his pager began beeping "I'm needed at the hospital, you're welcome to come and sit in my office."
"What happened??" She asked curiously standing with her father and slipping on her yellow Crocs and hopping in the passenger seat of her father's truck, the ride to the hospital was quick, "Car accident, at the highschool." He murmurs as he parks the truck in an employee only parking spot, Lyazia quickly hopping out the vehicle when she got a bad feeling,
The girl snapped out of her inner turmoil when she noticed her dad was already in the building, door still closing behind his retreating frame.
She quickly ran inside, nose instantly overwhelmed with the metallicy clean scent that filled her sensitive nose I fucking hate hospitals she thought sourly turning a corner and running smack dab into a wall. No, not a wall.. Golden eyes peered down into her own honey colored orbs and the girl felt weak in the knees, she imprinted again. "Sorry, I uh wasn't paying attention." She gave a nervous laugh to her beautiful blonde imprint. "It's quite alright," a smooth voice reached her ears and Lyazia could've sworn she'd died and was being greeted by gods finest angel.
"Dr. Cullen!" Her fathers voice called over and lyazia finally regained her senses, stepping away from the older man and turning her homey colored orbs to hee father who had a knowing look already aimed at her. That makes seven times today. She thought, the panic gone and replaced by pure astonishment, shock, joy.
"I need you in room 164"
With one final glance into her imprints eyes he was gone and she was off to check on her other imprint.
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"Really I'm fine! Like seriously do I look dead to you?"
"How am I suppos'ta answer that you're so pale you might be a corpse!"
"Oh really?"
"What white girl want me to call you black?" Lyazia laughed alongside bella, the two girls sitting side by side outside the hospital, waiting for Charlie to finish speaking to the receptionist.
"I can't with you," Bella sniggered, head leaned towards her lap as she replayed the girls jokes to her. Its been a day and already the accented girl had grew on her.
"ohh, but belsy you're stuck with me now," she replied simply, arm falling over the brunettes shoulders in a side hug type thing. "No complaints here." The girl scoffed sarcastically before her face turned very serious very quickly. "hey uh, can I tell you something. Like without you calling me crazy!" She nearly started rambling so Lyazia signaled her to continue.
"when the van..was about to hit me, I was looking at Edward Cullen.. From across the parking lot and when I blinked he was there holding the van away from me like holyshit he saved my life and I don't know how and when I tried to say thank you he got angry!?" The last word was nearly shouted out in confusion and annoyance and Lyazia pursed her lips. It wasn't her place to reveal the cold ones to a human, even if that girl was her mate.
"Hun, I believe you. I do, but before this little spurt of confusion and anger clouds your senses.. Research. Look into shit. I saw where those cars were parked hun and they ain't nowhere near anyone else's. Whatever he did, made him fast as fuck. Strong as fuck, ion known safety you'll figure it out." She bumped her shoulder gently into the other girls before getting up. She passed by Charlie who'd been walking toward his daughter and sought out the Cullens.
She needed to speak with her imprints.
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Eternal|| Cullen's X Oc
FanfictionMoving to a small Dreary town was not exactly what Lyazia wanted, especially considering how far away from her pack they moved. All ties, completely cut. Her only Friends, gone. Her and her father alone in dreary little Forks.