Emmet's POV
When we hear Alice tell Alexandrite that they are coming downstairs, I'm excited. I already love Alexandrits like a sister.
"So do we." Edward whispers.
We all look at the stairs when we hear Alexandrite, and if we were breathing, our breaths would've hitched. She's beautiful, like, first date with a boy you really like beautiful. The dress hugs her curves, and the jacket really compliments her body. He chair Cascades down hr back, and it's amazing.
Obviously, I love Rosalie, but when I see her, my protective brother instincts go into overdrive.
"You're not the only one." Edward mutters, to low for Alexandrite to hear.
She's hitting her lip, and she looking down.
"You look amazing, sweetie." Esme speaks up.
"Thanks." She mumbles, and I laugh.
She looks up, and glares at me. I put my hands up in surrender, and she smiles sweetly.
This girl definitely has a mischievous side.
"What do you want to do today Alexandrite?" Rosalie asks Alexandrite, coming to sit by me.
"Anything but go shopping." She replies, sitting on the couch between Edward, and Jasper.
"Awwww." Alice whines, sitting in Jasper's lap.
Esme and Carlisle excuse themselves, leaving us alone.
"Well tomorrow you're going to meet the Quileute wolves." Alice adds.
"Let me guess, you can't see our future tomorrow?" Bella asks, sitting in Edward's lap.
The pixie nods.
"What if... we go to PA, and go to the movies. We could watch Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark?" Bella suggests.
"I don't like watching TV." Alexandrite speaks up.
Everyone looks at her, and red splotches start to cover her cheeks.
"We could... do nothing and sleep all day?" Alexandrite suggests.
"We can't sleep." Jasper supplies.
"Oh, yeah, right. Well, you guys do what you want. I'm going to fgo to sleep right here." She replies.
She curls up into a to a ball, and she's small enough, (yet bigger than Alice), to just fit in that one cushion.
Alice and Bella get up, so Jasper and Edward can get up, and they give her a blanket.
"Let's go train." I whisper, and they nod, except for Bella.Alexandrite's POV
I'm back in the woods. I ran away from my mom, and her idiotic boyfriend.
I stop in a small clearing. I look around, trying to decipher where I am, when I am roughly pushed against a tree. A boy is there, forcing his hands upon me. He has coppper skin, brown eyes, and black hair, a typical Quileute boy.
He zips open his pants, and I try to scream, but he covers my mouth. He whispers dirty things in my ear, and I squirm, uncomfortable.
He starts to pull up my shir-
I bolt upwards, a scream tearing through my throat. In an instant, two figures are in front of me, Esme, and Carlisle.
"Sweetie, your safe." Esme whispers, stroking my face.
I open my arms, and she holds me to her chest. I hate him. He He He, he raped me, once a day, for 2 weeks.
When the family gets back, they are immediately concerned.
"What is it?" Edward asks.
"Just a bad dream." I reply, and he nods.
"Can you read my mind?" I ask, cocking my head to the side.
"No, but I got used to it with Bella." He explains.
I nod.
"Also, it's time to go meet the Quileute wolves. Come on." Bella speaks up, and I nod.
I hold my arms out to Emmet, and he laughs, picking me up.
"Wait! You have to get ready!" Alice exclaims, bringing me upstairs.
Today, I wear a black shirt that says 'Those that mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind', a black flowy skirt with Royal purple glitter that's flowy, and white leggings, with the same leather jacket, and the Converse. I decide to wear my bracelet again, and Alice approves. Today, she putsy hair up into a ponytail, with some of the strands braided.
"Ready?" She asks.
"Ready." I nod, and she smiles.We enter the place where I first saw the Cullens. It's a big open clearing, beautiful with short grass.
Emmet picks me up, and throws me up into the air, scaring the living daylight South of me, but Jasper cat he's me before Emmet can.
"Don't throw her Emmet." He says, mad.
"It's okay Jazz, I'm fine." I reply with a smile.
He nods, and sets me down.
We wait a few minutes before a whole pack of boys walk out from the other side of the clearing. All of them have black hair, and brown eyes, with the differences between them being how big they are, and their skin tone.
The first boy to catch my eye is actually not the biggest one. He looks about my age, 15 or 16. His eyes shine bright, even on the cloudy day, and even though he's the smallest, I can't help but like him.
But, when out eyes meet everything changes. I feel a pull towards him, so strong and so sudden that I almost trip when I'm not even moving. I steel myself, and stare into his shining deep brown orbs.
Suddenly, someone steps in front of him, someone I know all to well. Paul Lahote.
I run, and hide behind the nearest person, who just so happens to be Emmet. He turns to face me, and asks "What's wrong Andy?"
I point my finger at him. He is the third person who ruined my life, and I can't help but hate and fear him. 14 days, I got raped by him, at least once, and know, he's back.
"Paul, she doesn't want you here, so I suggest you leave." Emmet growls, Baring his teeth.
"No." He growls back firmly.
In my panic, my guard must've slipped, because I can feel Edward reading my mind. Small flashbacks show underneath my closed eyelids, he running his hands over me, begging him to stop, being muffled as he continued.
Edward growls deeply, and I open my eyes. His eyes are darker. I look around, and spot Alice just as she finishes her vision.
"Go away Paul." She growls.
He shakes his head, eyes burning with anger.
"Get the fuck away Paul Lahote, or you will regret it." Edward growls.
The boy who had me entranced growls at Paul to, and the strongest boy follow his lead. Together, the shove him out of the clearing, and I relax, a little.
I feel Rosalie wrap her arms around em, and it doesn't freak me out because I can feel the difference between a Vampire's skin, and a human or wolves skin anywhere.
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Afraid of Living
FanfictionAlexandrite has always been different. Ever since she was little, she's been judged, by her looks, her actions, her parents, her home, her clothes, everything. She's been abused by her mom, and her sick boyfriend, Damien. She finally decides to run...