《Dusk // Twilight // Emmett Cullen [ON HOLD]》34. Riley Biers
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I walk down the basement stairs and stand in front of the freezer.
"Are you gonna talk Riles?" I ask.
"Go to hell!" He yells.
"I grew up in hell!" I snap.
"I'll never tell you anything!" He spits.
"Riley, I don't want to have to kill you." I sigh.
"You killed Dad, why am I any different?" He mutters.
"How do you know about dad?" I ask crouching by the freezer.
"I just do Alli." He replies with a smirk.
"Victoria, she's behind this." I say.
"If you knew then why did you do all of this?" He asks.
"Because I wanted to catch her, but she doesn't care about you Riley. All she cares about is avenging James." I reply.
"You're wrong." He whispers.
"Am I?" I retort standing up and looking toward the ceiling. "If she loved you so much then why didn't she come for you?"
"I don't know." He mutters.
"She had every chance to come and get you out of here. I didn't make it hard for her either." I click my tongue a few times. "She's probably finding someone else to manipulate to take your place right now. You were just a pon Riles. You still are. She doesn't care about you, she doesn't love you. Honestly you're nothing more than a toy to her." I circle the freezer. "If you don't believe me, go see for yourself." I lift him out of the freezer and remove the chain. "Don't come crying to me when you find out. And just so you know, your mom is still looking for you, she won't stop until they find your body, or hers, whichever comes first."
***
I walk through the trees with my hands stuffed in my pockets. I watch my feet as I walk, kicking leaves around. The leaves and twigs crunch beneath my feet. I lightly drag my left hand across the bark of the trees as I pass them.
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My feet pound against the forest floor as I dodge trees in my path. My bare arm grazes the rough bark of the tree and I hiss but keep running. My chest heaves as I fly past the trees.
I drop my hand and shake my head. I take a deep breath and look around.
"You're okay, you're fine. Just keep walking." I whisper to myself. I keep walking through the woods. My hands shake inside my pockets like leaves. "You're okay." I sniffle and keep walking. "Just keep walking."
***
"You let him go, didn't you?" Emmett asks from the kitchen.
"She wasn't going to come for him." I shake my head walking toward him. "He got all pissy when I told him why she didn't come."
"Are you sure it's Victoria?" He pushes my hair behind my ear.
"He confirmed it." I lean my head against his hand.
"Are you okay?" His other hand intertwines with mine. I nod before resting my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me. "Do you want to talk about it?" He gently rubs my back.
"I'll be fine." I mumble.
"Allison, don't push me away." He slightly pulls back to look me in the eye.
"I'm not." I state. "I just really don't want to talk about it. I'll be fine." He rolls his eyes and pulls me closer. "You know if you keep doing that-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know." He scoffs.
"I'm tired, let's go take a nap." I murmur burying my face in the crook of his neck.
"One of us has to watch Darcy." He retorts.
"Darcy, it's nap time!" I call out. She speeds toward us and bounces on her toes.
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"Nap time." She smiles. "Oh and my tooth is loose."
"Come on kiddo, mommy is tired." I pull away from Emmett and pick up the toddler. "We can talk about that loose tooth of yours after we take tap."
"Well duh, you get cranky if you don't get your nap." She says hugging me. "Daddy, are you coming to?"
"I guess." He grumbles following us to the bedroom. I drop Darcy on the bed and she bounces. She laughs before crawling up to the pillows. I take my shoes off and crawl into bed next to her. Emmett plops down and Darcy bounces again.
"Daddy it's nap time not play time!" Darcy exclaims.
"Okay, okay, it's nap time." He holds his arms up in defense. Darcy wiggles between us and gets comfortable. Emmett and I hold hands and he gently kisses my forehead before we, well Darcy and I, go to sleep.
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