Saturday 10th June 2006
"There's no way you can beat me at a fight." Seth laughed as we bundled up the steps to my house.
"Seth, I'm one of the only one's who can." I laughed, opening the door and letting him in. The smell of tomatoes and bread wafted up to me and I breathed in deeply.
"How so, then?" He asked as we pushed off our shoes. He placed his backpack down and stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"Well, I'd know you'd pin me to the ground in no time so I'd just stare into your eyes like this-" I opened my eyes a little wider and gazed up at him, not blinking. For a moment all he did was stare back but then his cheeks darkened and he had to look away. I beamed, triumphant. "And you would never hurt me, anyway."
He smiled and looped his arm around my shoulders. "That is undoubtedly true."
We ate leftovers and fresh bread while watching TV, my grandpa sitting in his armchair and muttering about how unoriginal programmes were these days. Grandma was reading a book under a lamp, her little legs crossed, her fair hair shining.
"Don't watch it then." I said to grandpa as he shook his head. He looked at me and smiled.
"But this is what grandfathers do. They complain."
"Ain't that the truth." Seth murmured beside me and I laughed.
Later that night, I was sitting up in bed when Seth came in. I beamed at him and he smiled sheepishly as he closed the window behind him, taking off his sneakers and moving over to me. I closed the book I was reading and placed it on the bedside table, shoving myself over so he could get in. He let out a sigh and lied down quickly, gathering himself in the fluffy duvet and flicking the light off before he crushed me to his chest. I let out a little giggle and hoped my grandparents hadn't heard.
"Eve?" He asked in the darkness.
"Yep?" I mumbled, closing my eyes and listening to his heart beat.
"I need to tell you something." He said, and I looked up to his sad eyes.
"I haven't been exactly truthful..." I mumbled. Her eyes widened and I had to look away from her. "I'm so sorry Eve..."
"What are you saying?" She whispered brokenly.
"There's been more than just 'stuff' happening..." I gazed up at the ceiling. "There was a vampire. It came close to the border and she got away. And it has to do with what's been happening in Seattle..."
She gasped. "The missing people? Seth! Why didn't you tell me?" She was sitting up now, intent on catching my gaze. Suddenly, she grabbed my face and made me look at her. "Seth Clearwater, explain yourself."
I swallowed, watching her eyes flicker. "I didn't want you to worry about me."
"I always worry about you."
"You shouldn't." I whispered. She shook her head slightly.
"Seth, we've known each other for years. You're my best friend. Of course I worry about you." She reached up to ruffle my hair and smiled. "Come on, just tell me all of it."
I let out a shaky breath. "She's after Bella... for some reason about her boyfriend killing her mate and... well, whatever." I shrugged. "That's not so important. But the thing is, she's creating an army. An army of newborns. And... well... we're kind of teaming up with them. So tomorrow night I'm going to like a training class with one of the vamps..."
"Whoa." She whispered.
"Mmm." I mumbled, bunking down and closing my eyes. "It's all very tiring."
She laid next to me. "I can imagine." She said quietly.
"Eve... I will be here tomorrow, though."
"Not in the night." She mumbled, hugging my arm. "I've just gotten so used to you being here..."
I turned over to gaze at her. She was pale and looking at the tall bookcases in the room. Smiling a little, I hugged her close again. "Okay. Tomorrow, we do something amazing."
"Like what?" She asked.
"Hmm..." I looked up at the ceiling, thinking back to things we had talked about doing over the years. There had been many childhood hopes- of abandoning life and living in the forest, herding animals, growing plants. But there was one- one we had talked about the most under starry skies and around small bonfires. "The tree house. We should build the tree house."
"What?" She jumped up, excitement in her eyes. "Oh, really? Seth, that's great! Can it be here?"
"Yeah, I was kinda hoping-"
"Seth!" She exclaimed a little too loudly, hugging my chest tightly. "Lets do it. Let's have the swing as well..."
And so it came to the next morning as we gathered spare planks of wood in the garage. Mr and Mrs Hund were all for it- but they were like that, though. Mr Hund helped us find the perfect tree- it was right at the back of the yard with long limbs and dark green leaves. I scaled it quickly, sitting on one of the branches as he passed bits of wood up to me, explaining how I should nail them down and where. Eve sat on the grass weaving bits of thin rope together for the swing.
I grinned as I sat up in the trees. I had the perfect view of the lake and I could hear animals all around me. It was almost as good as running through the forest- it was the same sort of immersion. I liked to think Evelyn would be able to feel what I felt when I was a wolf.
That thought kept me smiling as I worked effortlessly. Eve brought a cool glass of lemonade up to me, a bright grin on her face. She had made daisy chains and tucked them in her hair and she wore the clothes I remember her grandmother got for her birthday.
"How's it going?" She asked hopefully, standing on her tiptoes and trying to see. She was too far away, though.
"It's almost done." I sighed happily, downing most of the drink quickly.
"Cool." She chirped, sitting down with her own glass of lemonade and threading the rope through the plank of wood. We talked about sitting under the stars on the platform and sleeping with the birds. She was unbelievably happy- I thought she would be sad that I hadn't been completely been truthful with her, but this was Evelyn. She had accepted me- the pack- everything. Of course she would accept why I couldn't tell her straight away.
Finally, in the afternoon, I had completed the 'tree house'. It was nothing more than a platform big enough for two people and a few bits of thick wood attached to the trunk so Eve could climb up easier. I wiped my brow and smiled at her as she came down. We hung the swing together over a tall, thick branch and she giggled in childish delight, jumping onto it and testing it out immediately.
"I made you lunch." She told me as she tried to get the swing higher. "It's inside on the table."
I beamed and reached down to kiss the top of her head. "Thanks Eve." I said and she blushed as I ran in, grabbing the sandwich and coming back outside. She was trying to climb up the tree and looked over to me with a laugh. Eventually she got up there and took the sandwich for me. I climbed up and we let out a sigh as we overlooked the forest.
Hungrily munching the tuna sandwich, Evelyn and I laid back to look up at the grey sky. It was darkening now and I knew it was almost time for me to go. I didn't want to leave her- just this training 'class' had made everyone realise what danger we were in.
"I need to go soon." I murmured quietly, glancing over to her. She was gazing up at the sky, her sea eyes glimmering. She nodded a little.
I rolled over on my side. "I'll be back. I promise."
She cast her eyes to me and smiled. "I know you will."
The night was thick with anticipation. We ran silently through the woods, our fur our cover and armour. I felt bubbly with excitement and nerves. Sam's thoughts were cunning and dark. He kept telling us that if this was a trap... then we were to kill them all.
I didn't like to think that.
So when we made it to the clearing, I was told to stay at the back with Quil, on the boulders to overlook them. All of the Cullen's were there- and, surprisingly, Bella. I swallowed and glanced nervously at Quil. He was staring straight ahead, obviously proud to be a part of this.
All in all, the training went well. We stood on the sidelines and watched them fight, pretending to be newborns. Jacob was quietly chuckling to himself when the vampire named Edward lost in a battle. I began to not mind them at all. They were agile creatures- certainly our match in the food chain. I watched them, fascinated, on how their seemingly marble bodies jumped and ran lithely.
They told us that the army were coming soon, that we were to prepare. It made me more anxious to see fear flicker in their eyes, but Leah barked at me not to be so ridiculous. This was in our blood, in our genes. We were born to fight, to protect.
But all I could think of Evelyn's eyes when she would find out that I had died.
No. I couldn't think like that. I had to try and believe in myself- I had been taught by Sam, for goodness sake. He had killed a vampire. He knew- vaguely- what we were going against.
Eve was asleep when I appeared again in her room. I stood warily by the window, watching her breathe gently.
I couldn't bare to lose her, and I knew she couldn't bare to lose me. I didn't even want to touch her... she seemed too beautiful, too precious. I felt I needed to tell her she was beautiful. It felt as if things were changing between us- maybe it was the pack or something.
But I knew that when the newborn vampire army would attack, things would change between us forever.