The Human Cullen

Chapter 6 - What's an Imprint?

A/N: Hey sorry I know this chapter is a bit short but I'm going to try an upload a bit more regularly. I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far. :) xx

"What do you mean we're leaving Forks?" I was practically screaming at my parents, things had been going so well with Seth I couldn't think to leave him now. "People are starting to realise I look younger than I'm meant to." I was hoping that Forks would be a place that we would be able to set up for the long run. My family had also made it very clear that I would be graduating at Forks High. I knew that the lack of my fathers ageing wasn't the reason we were leaving. Bella's birthday had been a few weeks ago. Edward had non stop let us know that they were putting Bella at risk. "Do you expect me to believe that? That's so bullshit!"

"Lacie!" My mother had scowled at me. I instantly apologised to both of my parents that didn't seem too impressed by my outburst. They had been occurring quite frequently ever since my chemo had started. "We have to do this for the safety of our family." My fathers voice was firm, it had almost caught me by surprise. I had been used to my mother scowling me but never Dad. "We have only been here for two years. We started out as young as possible there is no way that people are questioning anything so early." I could feel the lump in my throat start to grow, making me sound like I was going to cry. I sighed and leaned down onto the couch, I had nothing left to say. The decision had already been made for me. I felt pain rise up the back of my neck and up all the way to the back of my eyes and then quickly disappear. This made me realise— I didn't even know if my body could handle moving, being up in the constant cold of Alaska. My parents and siblings still sat around the lounge room watching to see how I would respond. Thats when my eyes met with Edward, I wish he would admit that he was the reason that I had to leave. Leave what? Why was I so upset about leaving Seth? I've left many friends before, why was he so different?" "Lacie honey how do you feel?" My mothers voice was now soft as if she didn't want to upset me. I almost scoffed at this question. "It doesn't really matter how I feel, the decision has been made for me." I stood up off the couch and walked upstairs away from my family. I had been in my room since last nights family meeting, making sure that I had locked my door. Even though I knew that a tiny lock on my door would do anything, they seemed to respect my privacy. I had my window open letting my legs dangle in the cool air. It had been a nice change from the usual fever that I had from the chemo. As I was leaning against the window pane I heard a ding come from my phone that was on the blanket beside me. A smile plastered over my face as I saw Seth's name pop up. I accepted the call and placed the phone to my ear. "Why hello long time no see." I couldn't help but smiling, something that I couldn't help doing while talking with Seth. "Is the view nice from there?" He had a hint of mischief in his voice. I looked out to the woods that surrounded my family home. Thats when I saw the tanned boy grinning from a tree that was almost parallel from my bedroom window. Technically he wasn't breaking the treaty. I shook my head at his cocky smile and shifted the phone into my other hand so I could turn and face Seth. "You are so going to get caught you know." "Pfft no way baby I'm like a ninja no one will even know I was here." The smile was still stuck to my lips and I let out a quiet chuckle, not to be too loud to cause any of my family member to come to room. "So what were you doing sitting out here all by yourself?" His voice was laced was concern, I reluctantly let out a sigh "My family have to move again." "What are you serious? No way you can't leave me! What am I going to do without you." Hearing his voice had crushed my heart. "I know it sucks, they are trying to tell me that it is because Dad's looking alot younger than he's meant to be. Which is so bullshit!" I rolled my eyes. "I bet it's actually because Jasper lost control just one second! And now we are too much of a danger to Bella." I made sure to exaggerate the sarcasm at the end of my sentence. I couldn't really read Seth's face at this point, almost as if he was thinking what to say to me, which I wasn't used to. "Hey it's going to be ok. " His voice was so sincere and sweet. This was the Seth I was falling in love with. Wait what? I shook my thoughts very quickly. "We can talk all the time. Maybe you can come and visit me?" He had so much hope in his voice it was killing me. I still hadn't told him about my cancer, I didn't want to ruin this friendship with him. He was so much different than anyone I had ever met before. He had told me about his change into becoming a werewolf. He had told me that he wasn't meant to tell me but I was an exception. I didn't know what he meant by that but I didn't question. I wish that I had told him so longer ago but now I didn't know if there was any point. But now I think I was falling for him. Oh god what was I going to do. I had zoned and I think Seth had noticed that he had gone to mumbling to himself, something that I was used to. Great job you just find your imprint and now she's going to leave. Before I could ask him what that meant. There was a gentle knock at the door, when I didn't answer my fathers voice had come from the other side of the door. "Lacie, when you're ready do you want to come to my office?" I turned my head back to the window and I saw Seth give me a wave before jumping off the tree and disappearing into the woods. What did he mean by the word imprint? Was he talking about me? I walked down the stairs towards my fathers office and knocked quietly as I walked into the room. Looking around I noticed the medical equipment laced across one of his work tables. I let out a sigh and reluctantly hovered by the door. I know that this was meant to help me, but it made me feel like absolute crap afterwards. "Come on." My father waved me down giving me a soft smile. I slowly walked down and jumped up on the seat across from my father. He was looking his paper work while I tried entertaining myself by looking around my fathers office. We had gone over the usual questions the same ones he asked me every fortnight. I don't know why he bothered to ask me he literally see's me everyday. After an hour everything had finished my father gave me some time to myself. I had been sitting in his office by myself on the counter with my best friend at the time, mr bucket. I could soon feel my stomach start to convulse, the large mass of stomach acid was climbing up my throat till I could no longer hold it in any longer. I violently threw up my guts into the bucket that my trembling hands were clamping onto. I could feel my throat start to burn and I let out a cry as the pain was unbearable. Sometimes I would wonder what would happen if I stopped doing the chemo, if this would all be over and done with. I suddenly felt a cold pair of hands on my back moving up to hold up my hair. I let out a strained 'thanks' not even knowing which family member I was with, suddenly not caring when another wave of nausea overcoming me. Once it was all over, my throat was burning I could barely speak. My cheeks felt puffy and my entire skin was hot, sweat clingy to every inch of me. I suddenly heard Rosalies voice try and sooth me, telling me that I would be ok. She was always there with me during the worst of my chemo. I was laying on the couch with my head laying on my fathers lap as he was reading a book, every now and again he would place his cold hand on my head. I think he was checking my temperature but the cooling sensation was helpful to me. After my fever had gone down a bit my father had continued to read his book. As I laid down I was thinking about what Seth had said before, Imprint. "Hey dad?" I looked up leaning my head up getting my fathers attention. He let out a soft hum. "What's an imprint?" He put his book down and had a confused look on his face. "Well its similar how Bella is Edwards blood-singer, I would say that it's usually the wolves that imprints. Like a soulmate." I could feel his golden eyes peering into the back of my forehead, trying to figure out what I was thinking. So does that mean that Seth imprinted on me? Are we soulmates? I needed to talk to Seth properly, in person about this before I left to Alaska. Oh shit I didn't even know how much time I had left. "How long until we move too Alaska?" "About two days. We'll see how you're feeling first." He grabbed his book and started to read again. What the hell was happening? Has a werewolf seriously imprinted on me?" "Lacie Anne Cullen!" I heard Edwards voice boom behind me as he walked into the room where my father and I had resided. Oh shit.