Violent nights, toss and turns of sweaty dreams as my mind processed what I am... and what I have to become. Learning that I come from a long line of the villains you have heard about in the stories of all witches, vampires and everything in between. Knowing I wasn't even meant to exist, I was a cosmic surprise. Something nature itself could not bare, supposably meant to be the most powerful creature to live.
As the sun beamed into my bedroom, I groaned as my body felt like it was on fire. Knocking on the door, Charlie popped his head in. "Morning pip squeak, how you feeling?" He asked, walking to my side. He placed his hand on my head, his face dropped concerned. "Baby, you burning up."
Pushing his hand away, I pushed myself to sit up. "I'm fine-." I begun, feeling a gag approach. I swung my head over the side of my bed, vomiting into the bucket placed by Charlie last night. He instantly went and grabbed my hair, pulling it out of my face.
"You're not pregnant, are you?" Charlie questioned, instantly slapping his leg. He helped me lean back in my bed. "I'm going to go and check if they are all good at the office and when I get back, I'm taking you to the doctors ok?" Nodding in response, he added. "Also, I'll give the present to bell. Rest up." Charlie placing a kiss on the top of my head. Closing the door behind him, I sighed heavily. Sinking into my sheets.
"Hope, you're fluent in Latin. Apparently a witch, surely you could make yourself better." I said to myself, hearing a wee knock at the door. Bella burst through the door, attempting to make me feel better.
"How is the fever pot?" She asked, throwing a box of empty tissues at her. She laughed.
"Happy Birthday old lady, grey hairs on your forehead." I choked with laughter, knowing Charlie would've made the same joke.
"Haha, very funny. I'm off to school, let me know if you need anything ok?" Nodding, she left the house aswell. Leaving me in a pit of my own thoughts once again.
So questions questions questions, when will I become a full witch? Apparently caused by a stressful situation, followed by a fever. So I assume, I am soon? When will my werewolf side be activated? Quileute Tribes legend is that they supposed to be descendent from wolves, large wolves. My blood line still in question, the elders believe I won't be as big. The elders saw death, following my transformation. My vampire side to be followed by my death, for me to become a fully activated tribrid. My only fear is when the vampire side is activated, I will be outcasted from the pack.. the tribe.
"Hope?" A soft voice entered my room, rolling over towards my window. I smiled as I saw Jake standing there by the window.
"Hey you, you know. We have a door." I replied, Jake giggled.
"See your humour is still there, how are you feeling?" He asked, walking over to me. He plopped himself beside me. "You're still warm, guess the witchy things are taking it's time and toll." He brushed the hair out of my face as I snuggled into his lap.
"I feel like, maybe I should get some spell books. Maybe speed the process up." I stated the idea.
"Maybe that would help, they have a nickname for you now too." He smiled down at me, I let out a groan.
"Oh no, what is it." I covered my face with the waiting embarrassment.
"Little wolf." He said, taking my hands away from my face. I sat up from his lap.
"Little wolf?" I questioned, he nodded. "That's not as bad as I was expecting." I sighed in relief, yawning.
"Have you managed to get much sleep?" He asked, I shook my head. Listening to the wind pick up outside, the breeze made a whistling sound.
"Nah, keep having... I don't know, visions? What's to come with me on this journey." I explained, he opened up his arms.
"Come on, I'll chill here for a bit. I've picked up the part for the rapt, I'm in no rush." He smiled, smiling in return. I cuddled into his chest, absorbing his warmth. He played with my hair, knowing it to be a trick for me to relax.
"How is the rapt going?"
"Going good, can't wait for you to get better. We'll go for a ride." I sighed heavily.
"For sure." I replied, moulding into him. I sighed heavily, I slowly fell asleep. In the comfort of the arms of my best friend.
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Hope | j.black
Fanfic"She's the first of her kind, with a terrifying amount of power. She's one of natures loop holes, there has been so much pain and death to keep her alive. Her blood isn't human." - Alice Cullen.
