Come Back Home: Twilight x Reader

Chapter 14: Confusion

After the battle with the newborns, I had to take time to rest. Even when Carlisle re broke my bones to set them back into position, he warned me that something could have been missed. I already had advanced healing due to me being a shifter, but add the vampire side on top of it and my bones were healing almost as immediately as being broken.

It took me about a month to get back to normal, or at least as normal as one could be after what I've seen. Before the fight, I had been spending most of my free time with Alice and Jasper, and the rest of that with Jake. Their presence was always enough to keep the screams from ringing in my mind. I never had nightmares anymore with them around, and I could let myself be happy.

Jake left to be on his own a few days after the accident. I was feeling well enough to walk (read: limp) along the beach when he approached me, telling me he would be gone for a while to clear his mind. Feeling him run further and further away from La Push, away from Forks left me reeling. No matter how much I told him she wasn't good for him, how much I told him to see that she didn't want him the way that he wanted her, he just had to try when there was no chance of success.

All the small progress I had made with the Swan girl was dust immediately, when I thought of what she had done to my best friend.

Not only did Jake leave, but since I was being limited in how much I could do and where I could go, I hadn't been able to see Jasper and Alice. Three weeks had already passed by, and no matter how much I begged and pleaded with both Carlisle and Billy they wouldn't let us see each other.

So here I sit, my knees brought up to my chest as my eyes stared unfocused across the horizon. The waves crashed against the rocky shore loud and mercilessly, but the noise didn't bother me. It was one of the only places I could come where the screams wouldn't be too deafening, where I couldn't hear the sounds of my friends being ripped apart.

This has become a sort of routine for me. Spend all day helping with Billy, then walk by the edge of the woods by the house. Then I would head back to the house and wait for Billy to fall asleep, before making my way down to the beach to sit here and try not to think.

I don't remember the last time I had some decent sleep, only being able to make it an hour or two before I bolt up covered in sweat and clawing at my chest.

And so the cycle continued as I watched the moon dip below the horizon and the warmth of the rising sun hit my back. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as I stood up and walked back to the house. It only took me about 10 minutes, it was a slow morning for me I suppose, and as I walked into the house I found Billy seated by the kitchen table, staring down at a cup of coffee. I noted it was still full, but had no steam coming from it. Sighing heavily as I ran a hand down my face I finally broke the silence.

"How long have you been awake?" At my words the man at the table looks up at me slowly, eyes rimmed with both tiredness and remnants of tears.

"Long enough. How long have you been pretending to be okay for my sake?" Okay then, right to the point today I see. I wince slightly at his words, stepping forward and taking the cold mug from the table. I stay silent as I walk to the sink and pour out the coffee, electing to grab a glass of water instead for him. Walking back to the table I placed the water in front of him and sat down, placing my head in my hands.

"I'm honestly fine Billy, just a rough night so I went to clear my head." He scoffs at my words, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

"Do you think I'm stupid Y/n? Do you think I don't know that you wait for me to sleep, then leave all night? Do you think I don't hear when you thrash in your bed and wake up yelling?" I stayed silent as tears welled in my eyes, my shoulder starting to shake as silent sobs racked my body. I heard the telltale creaking of his wheelchair as he moved around the table to bring me into his chest, his hand rubbing my back as I sobbed into him.