《POSSESSIVE paul lahote love story(editing)》vision
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Paul's POV
It's been 3 days. Three days that Nicky has been missing. And it was killing me. On the first day I scavenged around in wolf form not listening to what anyone had said. By the second day I was with her family, helping them make calls and them trying to reassure me that she'll be ok. I hadn't gone back to school- I couldn't. There were rumours going around everywhere. No one knew where she was. The war that happened not even three days ago was forgotten. Anything that I had been meaning to ask, anything that I wanted to know about her was forgotten. I can't even remember the fight. The pack was going spastic now that Jake had run off. The one rumour that went round was that they ran away… together. And that broke me. And when I snap- I snap. Just don't check my bedroom, nothing survived during my anger rampage. Or as little smart ass Seth likes to put it 'Paul's tantrum.' Little shit.
No one has any idea what this is doing to me. I can't even sniff her out. The pack is no help either. They keep apologising and trying to make me feel better- um no Quil telling me that Jake would protect her does not make me feel remotely better. WHY THE FUCK DOES JAKE HAVE MY GIRL!
No one could keep hold of Jake while in wolf-form, he kept blocking his mind. It was like he wasn't even linked to our minds anymore.
"Honey?" My mum's voice rang through what was left of my bedroom door.
I didn't reply. I just stayed sitting on my bed with my head in my hands. I heard her footsteps come closer and the stop suddenly when the bed sloped under her weight. Her hands wrapped around my securely. I still hadn't moved.
"I know you like this girl, but maybe you should come down from your room? You've been in here all day, I really think you should get some fresh air and-"
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"Like?" I interrupted with a freakishly calm voice coming from me. Ma flinched when I stood up.
"Like?" I repeated, feeling fire blazing at the tips of my finger.
"Paul…" Mum warned standing up with a determined aura around her.
"I don't just like her ma; she's not some petty high school crush! She's not just this girl!" I almost yelled in her face.
"You don't just like her?" Ma said getting in my personal space; she was about the only person other than Sam… and Nicky that was immune to my slight anger problem.
"No," I growled. She was getting WAY too close for my liking.
"She's not some girl?"
"No," I repeated not really sure where she was getting at.
"But you don't like her?" She said raising an eyebrow.
"Of course not. I lo… I like her a lot ma. She's not just some girl she's… so much more," My voice died down to a whisper and I sat back down on the couch defeated.
I didn't even realise ma had sat down next to me again and embraced me in a hug. I didn't even realise it could hurt so much for one person to affect me like this. Does Nicky even realise what's going on?
"What if she ran away, what if she doesn't want to come back?" I asked the question that I had ignored and pushed back in my mind several times. It was the question that had kept my up at night.
Ma soothed me by rubbing my back, "She doesn't sound like that to me… if you like her like I think you do, I don't think sitting around all day will find her any faster,"
"You think?" I said unenthusiastically.
"I don't think- I know," Ma patted my back one more time before standing up to leave. She had to step over my broken lamp and the wooden legs from my desk chair.
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"They'll find her," She said quietly.
I looked up from the floor and looked at my mum's face. Sometimes my mum surprised me. Like I could actually talk to her as a friend and not someone that would boss me around. She could almost be an older best friend.
"Clean up your room, Paul" I heard ma call down the hall. Yep, definitely something a best friend would say.
I have so much respect for my mum but what she said, 'they'll find her' who's they? I don't want 'they' to find her. I want to find her! Just me. And come to think of it- if she doesn't want to come back with me from wherever she is, I'll be ok with that… or about a minute before I pick her up over my shoulder and drag her back to La Push kicking and screaming.
Yeah, I'll do that.
-Alice
'Stay still my darling, we have to get you perfect,' an eerily familiar voice said. Alice knew that voice from anywhere- Aro.
'Leave her alone!' A silky voice shouted from a distant, it was soon muffled- like someone had covered her mouth. Aro shrugged her voice out of his head and got back to the job at hand.
'Are you sure you don't want to tell me your name girl?' Jane asked in a cruel tone. Already Aro could see Jane's eyes blaze with anticipation.
The girl they were speaking to was out of the picture image in Alice's vision. But when the girl didn't speak up Jane smiled maliciously and muttered the word 'pain' under her breath before the girl's blood curdling screams pierced the serene scene.
In the background of the image was a green field, hidden away by the shadows from the tall brick walls of the castle. The Volturi castle that is. The grass was a healthy green colour and the sky was clear light blue. Finally the mysterious girl's screams cut off by a hand wave from Aro.
'Jane my dear, hold off on your gift for a while. We need her still for the time being,' Aro said in a sickly sweet voice.
'Yes mastered,' Jane agreed reluctantly.
'You're sick! You're actually sick!' Cried a hoarse voice belonging to the screams heard a short moment ago.
'Tsk, tsk- says the mermaid,' Another familiar voice mumbled. Marcus.
Finally the image of the girl was seen in Alice's mind.
The girl was covered in her own blood, her blue tinted skin was sheltered by red ooze. Her long hair was soaking wet and was dripping liquids, almost like water.
Her long blue tail had crescent marks covered over scales. Teeth marks.
And she was tied up, the chain that wrapped around her neck, arms, waist and tail was chaffing into her skin making bruises, marks and deep gashes.
Alice noted a thin leather chain wrapped around her neck, tied to the necklace was a small stone-like thing. It was covered in blood but the image imprinted into Alice's mind allowed her to see that it was a small vampire tooth.
Alice's vision ended suddenly and she blinked and breathed out of it. The Cullen's surrounded her with awaiting faces. Edward already had a phone to his ear calling up Sam since he could see the vision from his telepathy power. Jasper clung onto Alice's petit shoulder.
"What did you see?" He drawled in his southern accent.
"Umm…"
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