Shards of Sunset (Twilight Fan-Fiction book 2)

Chapter 10 Start all over

Chapter 10 Start all over

Lucas's POV

Blood. Warm sticky blood. Everything around me is covered in blood. My leg drags across the pavement of the now dead couple's driveway. Everything is finally behind me, and I can focus on the present, instead of my past. The pain in my stomach increases with every step, and before I know it, I'm forced to collapse onto the side of a tree. A sob escapes my clamped lips, and I squint my eyes with agony. Everything can be okay now. Alex is alive, Bella is alive, and Rosalie is dead.

Rosalie is dead. The woman who killed my entire family, and has made every attempt possible to destroy my happiness is lying dead on the floor twenty feet away from me. How do I feel now that my revenge has been fulfilled? I feel empty honestly. I feel like there's nothing left to prevent me from properly grieving my family. Now I have to realize the fact that their deaths were my fault. Everything, everyone that has been hurt. It's all my fault. Rosalie was after me.

She isn't after anyone now. She's dead. I pull myself off of the trunk of the tree, and begin to stumble back to my car. I can tell that I'm badly injured, but my only concern is getting to Emmett as fast as I possibly can. I feel like if I can just get to him, then everything will end. The pain and the bleeding. Emmett can fix me like no other. Emmett is the one that can make it better. A tear slides down my cheek, as I finally reach my empty car. I have to drive all the way from here to Forks, before I can see Emmett.

What happened to Chloe, and Renesmee? Did Klaus get them? That's another thing that Emmett will be able to help me with. I'm just a human. I can't track someone, or rescue them, if Klaus is involved. My door opens silently, and I collapse onto the soft expanse of cushion. Forcing my heavy eyes open, I crank the engine to life, and close the door to the outside world. Buckling my seatbelt, I turn back to the now crackling flames of the house that used to hold a life, for a young couple.

I speed off into the distance, and leave Rosalie and her malevolant agenda behind. The yellow lines fly past me, as I make my way onto the highway. Once I leave the city behind, my inside begin to squirm with anxiety. Will he hate me, for all that I've done? For Renesmee being lost in a city thousands of miles away? Will he be happy that I'm okay, or will he feel betrayed at my escape? The questions are endless, as I debate soundlessly, all the different outcomes, my reunion with Emmett could hold.

I gather my cell phone, from the floorboard of the car, and look down at the cracked screen before me. Damn, is anything ever going to come easy for me? I have a missed call, from Chloe's phone, but at that exact moment, a woman runs into the road. Not just any woman. Alex stands before me, and I stare bewilderedly at her. She sees that it's me, and runs to get into the passenger seat. Taking one look at me, she breaks into laughter.

"I'm guessing you got the bitch? You better not have backed out because my house burnt for you" she says, and I'm filled with happiness. I haven't really had the chance to celebrate her survival yet, so this is nice. "Oh, Luke. You're hurt really bad. Do you need a hospital?" she asks, but I stubbornly shake my head. I want Emmett's blood to heal me. I want him to be the reason that I'm mentally and physically relieved.

"I can get some vampire blood once we get back to Forks" i say, but at the word "we" she looks at me confused by something.

"We aren't going to Forks, you are going to Forks, and I am going to the sunn California" she says matter of factly.

"Well, alex I thought since you don't have a house anymore, and Rosalie is dead that you could come to Forks with me, and maybe get your own place there." I say, and she laughs bitterly.

"I'm sorry Luke. I love you and all, but I am not a fan of vampires, and their bloodsucking, so I am going to Los Angeles, and you are going to be with your true love. If you have any problems, or it doesn't work out, then you are certainly welcome to join me. You will also have my number, if you have an emergency, but only for life or death situations because I don't want to become a go to witch. Do you get me?" she asks, and I frown sadly. I was hoping that she would come with me.