Incomplete

Chapter 3

Ariana’s P.O.V.

 My eyes flutter open to a dim room. My instinct kick in. 'Zoe' I think, sitting up like lightning and feel the pain start throbbing in my left shoulder.

 “Whoa, whoa there. Slow down, you’ll hurt yourself”

I let out a groan as I clutch at my shoulder.

“What happened? Where’s Zoe?”

“She’s ok, she’s just fine” a husky voice tells me, "Is your shoulder hurt?"

“Yeah... umm, no it doesn’t anymore", I trail off, how did my shoulder just suddenly get better? My mind goes back to Zoe, "Where is she?” I ask, needing to know my sister is alright.

“She woke up a little bit before you, but she’s fine” a different, softer, older voice tells me. I blink and my eyes focus in on the room. There was a ridiculously handsome man with pale skin and blonde hair watching me intently. Next to him was a boy who looked around Zo’s age, maybe slightly older, but only by a year or two, with copper skin, brown eyes and hair like mine. There’s another boy in the corner of the room, watching me intently.

“Okay, so who are you guys?” I ask suspiciously. I know they’re strangers, but I feel safe, somehow... Must be concussed...

“I’m Carlisle. Dr Carlisle Cullen.”

“That’s how we know you’re ok, the doc checked you out. I’m Jacob, by the way” He

“Wait... Jacob Black?” I ask in confusion.

“The one and the only... well probably not the only one, but the only one around here” he says grinning. He looks much more welcoming when he smiles.

“But how do I know you’re not lying? For all I know, you could both just be psychopaths just waiting for the right moment to kill me”

“Well, if it’s any consolation, we’re not psychopaths just waiting to kill you”

“Where’s my sister? Can I see her?”

“She’s in the kitchen, getting some food into her system” Carlisle informs me.

“Of course she is. So where is this so-called kitchen?” I ask. Jacob points down the hall and I head in the direction he points, following the voices I can now hear. I hear Zoe giggling and then she starts full on laughing, you know the kind where you can barely breath and you sound like a dying whale? Yeah, that one. In between her giggles, she manages to get some words out.

“Hey! Wait, no! Stop!”

I cautiously open the door, not sure what I might walk in on, to see a group of really big, muscly guys and Zoe perched on the knee of one of them, a can of whipped cream in her hand

“Umm... hi” I say, standing awkwardly in the doorway. One of the guys looks at me, and just stares for awhile before getting up and walking outside as fast as he can. ‘Weird’ I think to myself, but then I find myself wanting to follow him outside, and just be with him, but I can’t because that would be weird. Zoe gives me a sheepish grin before slowly climbing of the guys lap, she walks over to me. I look at her, annoyance filling my gaze, and she stops dead in her tracks

“Ari, what’s up?”

“It’d be kinda nice if you had, gee, I dunno, come and checked on me or something, considering I was literally a room away. Unconscious. On the couch. Right there” I point to the adjoining room to emphasise my point.

“Sorry, I was waiting, for hours too, but Embry here,” she points to the guy whose lap she was occupying, “convinced me to get a snack, then these big goofs came bounding in”