A New Life [PaulxOc]

Chapter 7: The Wolf's Turn

I'm still alive I promise, just extremely busy. Don't worry though I haven't given up on the story

About five minutes pass before Carlisle brings a now clothed and guilty looking Jacob into the room. Lillie could not help but just stare at him in silence, she had no idea how to feel about what she just saw. It made even less sense that the whole vampires are real thing. Now she had to deal with whatever had just happened with Jake. She was still under Jasper's abilities so it was helping to numb the panic quite a bit. None of what has happened today was normal in any sense of the word.

He takes a seat in the chair Carlisle had vacated, not even looking at her once. In fact he made it a point to avoid looking anywhere near her. He must have felt guilty about what had happened. To be fair, she could not really look at him either, Jasper might be keeping down her fear and panic but he did nothing about the betrayal she felt. She and Jake told each other everything. They haven't been hanging out as much as they used to but they still at least would talk to each other if they could.

He clears his throat and rubs the back of his neck. She could tell that he was trying to think of what he should say. She decided she was going to let him suffer, she would not be the first one to speak. He deserved it for having lied to her, she had no idea how long whatever this was had been going on behind her back. Jake leans forward a bit. "Listen Lils, I know a lot has happened, and I'm sorry for making it worse. I wish we were having this conversation under different circumstances, Trust me."

She scoffed at him, the betrayal now being tinged with anger. "You wish it could have been under different circumstances?! Really Jake." She could not help but roll her eyes. "I was almost killed last night by a vampire. Then I wake up in a house I have never been to, surrounded by people I thought were normal, but are actually vampires as well. Even worse, I find out one of the closest friends I have had my entire life has been lying to my face for who knows how long. Trust me, I wish these circumstances never happened in the first place."

Lillie could not help it when tears began to pool in her eyes. She was starting to really realize how hurt she felt. Jake had been there for her when her dad died, had held her when she was crying at his funeral. Had made sure she left the house instead of staying cooped up. The very same boy she used to throw mud at when they were children. The boy that used to come to her house for sleepovers. She had thought she had known him better. But apparently she was wrong, she must not mean as much to him as she had thought.

Jacob looked up at her at her words. He frantically shakes his head, panic clear to see in his eyes. "It's not like that I swear lils. It's a tribal secret thing, I wasn't allowed to tell anyone outside of the tribe. The Cullens know because of what they are."

Lillie sends a glare his way. "And what exactly is it that you are huh Jacob!?" The accusation in her tone made the man sitting across from her flinch.

Said man squares his shoulders and gives Lillie an earnest look. "I am a shapeshifter. First of all, some think we are werewolves but we aren't. I won't go into detail about that just now just know we aren't forced to go all furry on a full moon, and the whole silver weakness thing is not us." Jake rolls his eyes, as if he himself was offended just by the suggestion that the shifters and werewolves are the same. "We have two groups we call packs that operate around here, Sam Uley's pack, and Mine. We each have our own group of wolves that we are in charge of. Our packs protect the rez and everyone else around here from Vampires that would want to do harm on our lands. We aren't evil lils. We are the good guys I promise."

He rubs his hands together. "Listen Lillie I can't really go into much detail right now, the only reason I am telling you this much is because you caught me red handed. It's tribal law to not tell outsiders anything about us. I'll bring my dad around your place sometime and he can better explain things to you and answer any questions you might have. I'm sorry again, but I have to go." With that he runs off, not even waiting for Lillie to speak. With the way he took off he was like a dog-well wolf with its tail tucked.

Lillie looks at Carlisle, who had been quiet the whole time Jake was speaking. "I want to go home...now." Carlisle gives her a sympathetic smile.

"That won't be a problem, I'll have one of my children take you home, I would rather you not drive in your condition." With that Emmett walks into the room with a goofy grin.

"I can take her, I have nothing else to do and the others are being all broody." He pulls her car keys out of his pocket and she gasps at the sight of them. She had completely forgotten about her car. Carlisle sees her shocked look and takes pity on her.

"We took the liberty of driving your car here while you were unconscious, your belongings are also in the car as well." Lillie could not help but feel dumbfounded, it was like they thought of everything. She knew if it was her in this situation, her car would still be sitting down the road from the theater, her purse and keys still in the alley.

She did not like the idea of Emmett taking her home. Sure he gave off goofball vibes but he was still a giant vampire that could snap her neck like ripping a piece of paper. She did not really want to be cooped up in her small car alone with him. Lillie was about to protest out loud to the idea when Esme walked back into the room, a mother hen look on her face. "Please let Emmett take you home dear. I don't know what I would do if we let you drive home in your condition and you got into an accident. You don't need to worry about my son, he will be on his very best behavior. We just want you to get home safe."

Lillie could not help but begrudgingly agree to the kind woman. She did not want to see the kicked puppy look on the women if she persisted on driving herself. "Alright, I guess it won't be a problem, thank you for helping me."

Ten minutes later Lillie finds herself in the passenger side of her car, with the huge form of Emmett in the driver seat next to her. She had said her goodbyes to the Cullens, secretly happy to be leaving the house full of vampires. In her lap rested a shopping bag of bandages and things to care for the wound in her neck. Carlisle had made sure she knew how to change the bandages and how to take care of it so it would heal how it is supposed to.

As they were driving she was happy that Emmett wasn't trying to talk to her. She could tell he wanted to though, he was tapping one of his fingers on the steering wheel and kept glancing her way. Lillie does not want to talk so she just stays quiet and pretends that she doesn't notice his actions. She has had more than enough vampire chatting for the day, she just wanted her bed.

When they get to her house Emmett helps her out of the car before he says his goodbyes and in a flash he is gone, with nothing but a whoosh of wind as proof he was there in the first place. With an exhausted sigh Lillie makes her way into the empty house. It was a little past lunch time but Lillie was more tired than she was hungry so she just made her way to her studio. Hoping that a shower and nap will help she does exactly that, careful to make sure her bandages do not get wet.

When she wakes up from the rather long nap it's about 7pm, which meant much to her joy that it was not too late to eat dinner. She did not have the energy to actually cook anything so just made a sandwich and sat down at the counter to eat it. Pulling her phone out of her purse she had left in the kitchen she dials Charlie's number. When Lillie called him he was more than happy to let her take a few days off to recover. All she had told him was that she was not feeling well but he did not really ask that many questions to her relief.

After cleaning up from her meal she cleaned up her mess and made her way back to her bed. Lillie was exhausted again, her body feeling like it led more and more with each step she took. It did not take her very long to fall into a deep sleep, but unfortunately that sleep was plagued with nightmares. She kept relieving the attack over and over again. Hearing the man's words, and seeing the evil in his eyes as he was about to kill her. Safe to say it was a very restless night for her, she was already hoping for the next day to begin.