.comEarly Morning: A Cullen Story Chp. 10 pt. 1
So, some of you've said, that the part one & two's are find because my chapters are, quote, unquote, 'Really, really long' haha. So, thanks for reading and messaging me. If you just want to message about anything you can. Enjoy.CHAPTER TEN: Eighteen… I stood in front of the theater with Seth looking at the movies and times. The girl in front of us, was blonde, her hair thrown up into a neat pony tail smacking on pink bubble gum. Her expression was bored as she waited for us to make a decision. The sound of her chewing was annoying through the intercom. I wanted to reached my hand under there and throw her head against the counter, but I'll just make some cheese cake about it later…New York style…yum. "What movie do you want to see?" Seth asked, for like the hundredth time. I shrugged my shoulders---I was at a crossroads. I wanted to see the movie with the Renaissance girl overcoming sexism and poverty to be the Duchess of her country--becoming an exponentially political movement or the funny movie with the man who wanted to bail his girlfriend out of jail over a misunderstanding and becomes a male dressed up as a female stripper. I knew what Seth wanted to see…Butcher Knife Twelve: Return of the Butcher. That crazy horror movie sensation. Gross. Horror was not my thing. "I'm not for sure. What do you want to see?" Seth thought for a moment. "Butcher Knife Twelve." Yeah, I know you do. I sighed, "I’m not a fan of horror. I don't like it." He pulled me to him, wrapping an arm over my shoulder. I sucked in a breath then I snaked my arm around his waist trying to act nonchalant. Like this was no big thing, it wasn't; It was absolutely major! Being this close to him, made me giddy and the butterflies fluttered in my stomach rapidly. I couldn't think. My thought process was twisting and colliding with other thoughts. I wanted to run my fingers over his chest and feel the muscles that formed there. I wanted to run my longing fingers through his hair and take in his musky scent. "We can go see the funny movie?" he suggested, glum. I looked up and he seemed disappointed. He really wanted to see that movie? But…why? Maybe it's a guy thing. It just hurt me to see him hurting. I wanted to kiss his lips and take away his pain. I could feel my defenses softening. Dammit. "No. Let's see Butcher Knife Twelve. I think I can handle it," I started. "It can't be as bad as everyone says it is, right?" After two hours of screaming, gore, screaming, running, screaming, knives, screaming, torture and screaming…we were released. I was going to have to skip sleeping tonight. No wonder there were twelve of them. They just get worse and worse every time around. I didn't see half the movie because I buried my face into Seth's shoulder, cringing at the sounds while Seth was like…'Cool!'…'That's tight!'…'Wow--that was really weak!'. I looked at him incredulously. Weak? Are you serious? Whoever though this up was definitely not going to heaven when he died one day. The devil was practically welcoming him with open arms now… I was glad to get out the theater. The air outside was chilly but refreshing. You could smell the food in the air. I was invited the pleasant smell. Seth offered to walk to the restaurant and so we did. It wasn't that far. In Olympia, there was one place I wanted to eat and it was this little place a block away; Called, Le Café François. I loved it. Renesmee got me hipped to it. They serve lots of French food and coffee. Seth and I, held each other while we walked. Even, though, it was cold Seth's body kept me warm. I was wearing a thick green wool short sleeve sweater dress, with a long sleeve shirt underneath and skinny jeans and my good pair of green snow boots. A little too skimpy for this weather, but that's what the guy is for. Nice. I know. I thought of it. "So," Seth started. "How was your day?" He kicked a ball of snow in front of him. The sidewalk was wet and slippery. I was careful as I walked, trying not to slip and embarrass myself in front of Seth. I wanted this night to be perfect. My heart was soaring as high as the planes in the sky. Nothing could bring me down. My eyes brighten with delight. "Excellent. I was watching this documentary about wormholes on the science channel---it was so, so…I don't know. I didn't want to say magical, because obviously I don't believe in magic---" Seth cut me, with a rush of his words. "You don't believe in magic?" I stopped short and stepped in front of him. "Of course not. Magic isn't real. Science is." I said, with conviction. Seth's expression was patient and hopeful, as he cupped my face rubbing his thumb over my cheek. His touch made my heart skip, my blood boiling as my knees turning soft and jello like. He could ask me to believe in giant monsters from Mars right now and I would agree he had me in his palm. "Why not?" he asked. He watched my expression looking for any hole in my guard. I sighed, defeated by him, looking away, as he held my face. "Because Seth…If magic existed we'll be able to save a lot more lives. They're aren't formulas or mathematical solutions," When I met his eyes, his were thoughtful. "I just can't believe in something that's not true. Show me magic and I'll show you the same thing through scientific research and advance development." He smiled and leaned his head down to mine. "You want magic? How's this for science…?" It was the last thing, he'd said, before pressing his lips lightly to mine. I felt him wrapped his arms around me as I reached my hands up his chest I felt the rock hard muscles and sighed pleasure. I tied my arms around his neck smashing together our bodies. I snapped one of my legs up feeling like I was the staring role in a classical movie. I deepened the kiss between us, feeling more than eager. I hope he couldn't tell. My heart racing a hundred miles a second. This is what I wanted. He is who I wanted and needed. I have dreamt of a kiss from him for ages now…glad he felt the same way too. After tonight, I knew…I knew that he was mine. For as long, as I wanted him and he wanted me. August It had been almost six months that Seth and I had made our relationship officially known to the world. I was more ecstatic than anyone. I still can't stop dancing around the house; And I know my family is happy in the change in mood I was in. That the smile on my face wasn't a false one anymore. I fully understood, why I never saw Renesmee…Quileute boys were too special to be without. I couldn't think without Seth around. If we weren't at my house, we were at Chief and Sue Swans home or La Push or Olympia or Seattle. There was plenty of double dates for Jake, Nessie, Seth and I. I was truly, blissfully happy. I know, that what me and Josh had was nothing compared to me and Seth. I found myself falling for him hard. Nothing in this world, besides, science and family made me happier. We spent all summer fawning over one another and spending our nights on beaches of La Push. My heart had swelled to the size of young supernova in it's early stages. School didn't start for another week and a half; But this week was special. This week, was in fact my birthday. Alice wanted to throw a big party and I agreed. She was inviting everyone I knew. From Sam, Embry, Quil, Emily, Tanzee McGee, Kate, Garrett, Tanya, Sue and Charlie, Carmen and Eleazar. It was a small guest list but going to be an awesome party. We had arranged the backyard into a Midsummer's Night dream theme. White crystal lights decorated the bordering and legs of the oak canopy; We stapled fake vines with different flowers on them around the lights and the top of the Canopy. Some of the vines and flowers dangled down through the four by six squares. The dance floor was left over from Edward and Bella's wedding. I made small lantern lights from glass jars and candles…since I couldn't reach and Alice was definitely no use; I asked Emmet to hang them. He badgered me the whole time about my height. It was worth the abuse. Everything was set and ready for my birthday. August fourteenth. I was making the cake, because I knew how I wanted it besides the pinned up frustration from Emmet's taunting. It was a double layer white cake, with strawberry filling. I painted white frosting around it as I placed actual fruit on it, in a cute bouquet. The day before my party was exciting as Kate, Garrett, Tanya, Eleazar and Carmen arrived at the Mansion that evening. I was expecting Tanzee later for a small sleep over. Seth was out with Jacob in La Push with the rest of the guys he promised to be here for my party tomorrow. He'd better. I'll kill him if he didn't show. "Kate! Tanya!" I squealed, from the top of the second floor. I ran down, skipping the last steps and flew straight into their hard arms. I gave a huff, when my stomach smacked into one of their arms. I tried to play it off by backing up a little laughing. Tanya's cold hands caressed my face as Kate ruffled my hair. "Hey, kid," Kate greeted. "It's been years, hasn't it?" Garrett replied. "Maybe, I should make you a scrape book of the passing years." Kate remarked. Garrett chuckled. "Let them pass. I still have you, woman." "What did I tell you about that word." Kate remarked with fake authority. I giggled, as Kate leaned down at kissed my cheek. "You guys are funny." I said. Tanya looked like she wanted to cry in awe as she looked me up and down. Last time I saw her I was thirteen and refusing to eat Bella's nasty Brussels sprouts. Still do. Tanya covered my face in kisses. Her strawberry blonde hair smelled so good. I inhaled her scent, memorizing it, perfectly. Strawberry shortcake is what I came to the conclusion to. "Look how you've grown! I can't believe it!" Tanya shrieked. I smiled, innocently. As, she thought for a moment before pressing me to her. I squeezed her thin hard shoulders as she grumbled how big I was. "She is a growing girl, Tanya," I heard Carmen say behind us. "Eighteen is a big step. She's no longer a child. College is just any day from now." I chuckled once. "Whoa. I don’t know about that. Just let me make it through prom, first." There were laughs around me, as I squeezed Tanya tighter. I've miss my cousins so much. I wanted to cry out in sheer joy, the reunion give me. "Yes…adult hood awaits you, dear, Sherese. Happy Birthday." Eleazar added. I smiled at him and sighed, happily. I was on a drug addicted high of happiness and I wasn't coming down. Nor did I want to. Happiness was my drug of choice; But look at me, sounding like a above the influence commercial. How funny. "Thank you, Eleazar," I said, when Tanya let go of me. "I'm so excited! I'm going to be eighteen! Freedom!" I felt a hand on my hand and looked up to see father, smiling widely over me. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, little one." He teased. "Welcome, back. How was your trip?" "It was pleasant. It's always pleasant to come see family--especially, when they're turning eighteen." Tanya replied. I smiled at her and then forced my arms around her again. She laughed as she wrapped her arms around me stringing her fingers through my hair. She kissed my temple. "Where is Nessie? I thought you, two, were like sisters?" Carmen said, as she ran a hand through my long, black locks too. I pulled away from Tanya and was interrupted before I could speak. "I’m here, Carmen!" Renesmee called from the stairs. She ran down with Bella, Alice and Jake trailing behind her slowly. She ran over to Carmen, practically jumping in her arms. Carmen murmured something in Spanish as she kissed Renesmee. "Alice. Bella. You look well." Tanya said. "Thank you," Bella said, timidly. "And so do you, Tanya. It's been too long." Alice replied. Edward, Rose and Emmet came from the backyard, as Jasper and my mom appeared from the living room. All of us, together. The whole family as one, talking and laughing. Hugging and kissing one other. I moved out of the way of conversation and embraces as I stood near the door behind them; While I was watching them, I felt strange. I noticed the fog had lifted from my mind. There was two pulls on both sides of me. Which was funny because Eleazar was on my right and Kate was on my left. It was the same as before in the hospital. The magnetic pull. But it was weird…I could actually feel electricity in my arms. I glanced at Kate. But she was not what held my eyes to her. In the middle of her body, where her heart was…there was a small clear pulse radiating from her chest. What the hell? What is that? Was I delusional? My eyes widen as I stared at her chest watching the clear pulse…thump…thump…thump-- "Hey, kid," Kate said--breaking my thoughts--uncomfortably. "are you okay? Your staring at me." I looked up at Kate, with wide eyes. My mind going over different theories, different possible scientific conclusions--that just made me ask more questions. I glanced around, before throwing my eyes to the floor. Everyone had stopped to looked at me. My cheeks burned, as anxiety and discomfiture filled me. My phone vibrated in my pants and I was relieved. I could use this as my escape. I pulled my phone out from my pocket. "Excuse me." I said, quietly as I walked out the front door; But not before, taking a look at my family. There was a large pulse emanating from Eleazar (who happened to be looking at me intently), several others, appeared now. From Bella, Edward (who was watching me with disbelieving eyes), Alice, Jasper and Kate. There was more about this then I knew…I had to investigate later. "Hello." I said, when I was a good five yards away from the house. I stood in the fringes of a couple of trees. Staring forward the river, as I felt eyes boring into me from the glass wall. I tried to ignore the stares. "Sherese," Seth said, dourly. "I have some bad news…" My face fell. Oh no, oh no, oh no… "Oh god, Seth! You promised! Please, don't. Seth…" I begged. I glanced at my house and saw my family watching me out the glass wall. Some of them turned around as the others pretended to be engaged in conversation. I frowned as I stepped into the encroaching forest beside me. I could never get a moment alone! The sky was darkening and I haven't heard from Tanzee yet. "I know, I know. I can't get out of it. Jake can't come either. Or Sam. And Emily. We're all very sorry." I was silent on my end. My nose was starting to run, as I sniffled. The tears were in my eyes watering. My throat turning thick. This couldn't get any worse. My boyfriend. The guy I love, won't be attending my birthday? Cruel hand of fate was definitely pointing it's focus on me. Why! "Sherese…?" He said, when I didn't response. Tears fall from my eyes; I sniffled again into the phone. "Aw, baby don't cry." "I can't help it! Your not coming…" I keened. "I'll make it up to you." Seth suggested. "How? You'll cancel your plans and come to my party?" I replied. I knew it wasn't going to happened but still…I had to try. "I wish I could…but I can't, Sherri." He said, sadly. I sighed, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. "I'll never forgive you." I replied, hoarsely. He laughed: The sound wasn't menacing or rude; It was nervous like. I always said, this when I permitted him to do something that interrupted our plans. And it happened quite a lot because of Jacob and Sam. I found myself resenting them and then letting it go when Seth did come through and making it up to me later. The later was what I couldn't stand. The making up was the best. I exhaled, heavily, as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Trying to focus on something other than this. "Thank you, Sherri. I promise I will make it up to you. I swear." I tried to sound calm and level headed; My voice cracked. "Okay…I'll see you later." He said, something else but I hang up on him before I could hear it. I grasped my phone in my hand tightly biting my lip. He really was canceling on me? He really did. I wanted to scream but that would alert the others. Leaving me no space to let me cry this out myself. I walked further out into the forest. I heard Mother call my name but I didn't care. I just keep walking. They'll call me if they really need me. Before me, was a small dead log on the ground. It barely had moss on it and I was in shock. I could see the brown bark. Mom called my name again and I didn't answer. I sat on the log laying my head in my hands, sobbing. "Seth…" I keened. My lips trembled, as the tears pooled in my hands. My shoulders slumped over in my hands, as I cried harder. Stupid Sam. It's all his fault. And Jacob's. I didn't know what they were doing that could possibly ruin my day for me. This was the last birthday, I would have before I left for Dartmouth next August. This was totally unfair. I've heard the saying Life isn't fair…but something's in life are like birthdays. This isn't a give or take decision. I feel like such a brat. "Sherese, my little one, I've been calling you," I heard mom say. I looked up; I could feel the tears still wet on my face. I used my sleeved to wipe the snot threatening to slip out my nose. Mom's face went from concerned to worried. She came over quickly to me and lifted me up from the log. Pressing me to her freezing cold body. "What's wrong, my love?" I cleared my throat. "Seth cancelled. He's not coming to the party," my voice cracked. Mom sighed, sympathetically, as she kissed my head. I couldn't hold it anymore. I started sobbing again. "Emily, Sam and Jake can't come--some plans they can't get out of." Mom just held me, lovingly. "Oh, sweetheart…do you want to cancel the party? I'm sure everyone will understand." Before I could open my lips to speak. Alice's shrill voice filled the air. "NO, ESME, PLEASE!" I laughed as pulled away from Mom and wiped my eyes. I can't cancel this party. It would only make Seth and the rest feel horrible. Besides, Alice would rip my head off. She's been planning this for me for the longest. No, the party was still going to happen. Me, Renesmee and Tanzee had a special performance lined up for tomorrow. "No, I won't cancel it--I'll just have to deal." I said. Mom's face was full of empathy as she led me back to the house, carefully. I wiped my eyes one more time. As we reached the stairs, I saw a small silver '95 Toyota corolla parked behind Black Mercedes SUV, Tanya and the rest came in. I knew the Toyota. It was Tanzee's. I smiled, as I ran up the stairs. "Tanzee's here," I said, to myself. I wretched the door open and saw Tanzee on the stair steps, head resting on her palms watching the door. I saw her multi-colored polka dot duffle bag with her custom made glittery pink drum set in pieces around her feet. Her wild, red curling locks surrounded her full face. Her green eyes met mine and she smiled, widely. "Tanzee!" I screamed, excitedly.
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