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It wasn't a sad day, well sort of. Today had many exciting parts, but also agonizing ones. I stood in front of my window and stared out at the trees surrounding the house. My entire room was packed. Well, most of it. I was leaving behind my furniture and other junk I couldn't take with me to college. My clothes, old and new, were packed tightly into two large boxes. My novels and other decorations were packed into three small ones. Everything was ready to be moved, but I wasn't.
I was leaving in just a few short hours and it was painful for me to say goodbye. It wasn't a forever type of goodbye, but the pain was still there. I turned my head as I heard my bedroom door open and I smiled softly at Emmett as he walked in. He shut the door behind him and came to stand behind me. His arms wrapped around my waist and he rested his chin on the top of my head. He didn't say anything, he knew nothing needed to be said. But I still spoke up.
"I have to go see them." He knew who I was referring to. I didn't have to clarify that. I felt him nod. He didn't argue. This was his idea anyway. "I'm taking the truck and I should be back in thirty." He nodded again.
"I'll meet you here." He kissed my head and left my bedroom. I continued to stare out the window, memorizing the view that I wouldn't see for a while. With a sad sigh, I reached up and closed the curtains. I grabbed my purse from my bed and walked downstairs. Dad wasn't home, he had to work. We had already said our goodbyes and that one hurt the most. We both cried, very loudly, and hugged each other as if our life depended on it. It hurt for me to leave him but it was bound to happen some time.
I locked the front door behind me and climbed into the truck. I started the engine and made my way to La Push. The drive there was silent. It was peaceful. But the eerieness brought back some old memories. Memories of the past two weeks.
Two months ago, I was at a graduation party. It was revealed then that Bella was being hunted by a newborn. And I, unfortunately, had been caught up in the middle of it. One of my sweaters had been left in Bella's room and the newborn took it with him along with Bella's shirt. He found my scent enticing, he wanted me but not more than Bella. A few days later, Emmett and I had a sleepover. Our little sleepover led us to do some things we both wanted to wait for. Needless to say, waiting wasn't an option anymore. We cuddled each other, his cold body cooling off my heated one. It was a first for both of us and we both knew our first time wasn't going to be our last.
A few days after our little escapade, an army of newborns attacked. We were ready, we had the wolves by our side. And we won. The newborns, including Victoria, were out of our lives for good. It was a good day, except when Jacob got injured. I had shown up at his house late at night after everyone had left. He was fast asleep and I sat by his side and hoped that he would make a full recovery. He had. After a week, he was back to his usual self. And I was back in Forks.
I turned the corner that led to Sam's driveway and parked my truck behind his truck. I turned off the truck and watched the house. I was scared to go in there. None of them had spoken a word to me since I told them I was leaving. I opened the truck door and clambered out, smoothing out my sweater nervously. I closed the door and shoved the keys into the pocket of my blue jeans. My uggs kicked up dirt as I walked to the small house. I carefully walked up the steps that led to the door before knocking twice. I heard shuffling from behind it and I swallowed nervously as Paul answered the door.
"What are you doing here?" He didn't sound happy but his face showed shock.
"Can I come in?" I heard whispering from inside and he looked behind him before moving aside and letting me inside. I gave him a small smile as I passed him and stood in the entryway. Sitting at the table were the Pack and their girlfriends. They all eyed me strangely, and I felt nervous all over again.
"Hello." I waved slightly.
"What are you doing here?" Paul repeated his question after no one had responded to me. I glanced nervously at him. I stuffed my hand in my pockets and turned back to the Pack, meeting their expectant gazes.
"I came to say goodbye." Those five words caused their faces to harden. I guess they forgot I was leaving. "I'm leaving for the airport in a couple of hours and I wanted to say goodbye before I left." No one said anything. I didn't expect them to. But I was hoping they would. "I don't know when I'll get back to visit, since NYU isn't exactly next door, but I just -" I stopped. I didn't know how to finish that sentence. "Look, I get you're all upset but I didn't want you guys to find out I left from someone else. I just came to say bye and now that I have, I'll be going. Emmett's waiting for me anyways." I ran my hand through my hair and exhaled loudly. I turned on my heel and began to walk towards the door.
"Why is he waiting for you?" I turned and found Jared watching me.
"He's going to New York with me." My voice was soft.
"Why?" Embry spoke up this time.
"He didn't want me to be alone in a new place." I shrugged lightly.
"Why?" Quil questioned.
"He loves me." I didn't want to sound sarcastic or harsh but it was the truth.
"Have fun at school." Seth smiled softly at me. He was the innocent one in all of this. He was forced to dislike me, he didn't have a choice.
"Thanks." I nodded at him, returning his smile. "I guess I should go now." I turned the doorknob on the door and opened it, feeling the cold air hit me. "Can you guys do me one last favor?" I turned to them and met each of their stares. "Watch over my dad. I don't know what kind of threat is still out there, so just take care of him for me. Please?" They all nodded. I smiled at them, a real genuine smile, before leaving the house, closing the door behind me. I walked slowly to the truck, half hoping that someone would follow after me. I had just reached the truck when I heard my name being called. Paul ran towards me and stopped in front of me, his tall height towering over me. "Yes?"
"I don't hate you." His expression was pained, he seemed to be hurting. "I never did. I was just mad that you were leaving." He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his shorts. "You're part of the only family I've ever known, you're my little sister. The last thing I wanted was to watch you leave me. But you're growing up, you were going to leave at some point. And I know you're about to leave right now but I didn't want you leaving knowing the real reason I avoided you." His words were rushed but I understood all of them. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you." I released him and opened the door to the truck. I climbed inside and before I could close it, he kissed my forehead. "See you soon big brother." He smiled and closed the door for me. I started the engine and reversed the truck, driving away from Sam's.
I pulled into the driveway and smiled as Emmett emerged from his car. I grabbed my bag and exited the truck, heading to meet him halfway. He brought me into a hug before guiding me towards the car. We settled into the car and began the drive to Port Angeles. Emmett reached over and grabbed my hand. Our fingers were laced together and I sent him a smile. Our destination was ahead, our future was before us. And our home, our memories, were being left behind in Forks. We were ready to make new memories, ready for whatever New York had in store for us.
