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Awakening the Elements

I've been posting chapter to my story Awakening the Elements to Tricky Raven and I have to say I'm very happy with the results.  People are becoming members, and at first my stories weren't getting that many views but Awakening the Elements seems to have caught some buzz!  I'm glad because ATE is my favorite story that I've written.  It was inspired by another FFn author, Chemical Jane.  She wrote a story called The Heart at it Darkest.  It tells the story of the beginnings of Leah and Edward's affair.  Her story left me wondering what happened next.  So I asked permission to write it and then ATW was born. 

At the end of ATE I said there might be a sequel and lately the story has been on my mind.  I would love to start working on something but I just have so many unfinished stories right now. I'm thinking that as soon as I finish two stories I will start this one.  I just need to give myself a little more time.  I also wrote a one shot about Ness.  Her love interest in this story is Embry and if you've read the story at all you know why!  Anyway, I wanted to share the oneshot on my site so here it is: 

(Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Twilight I just like play with them like action figures lol)

Ness' 10th Birthday
An Awakening the Elements Spin Off
"Em, Em, are you out here?" I'd circled the forest three times. It shouldn't be this hard to find a big old black and grey wolf. I was pissed I shouldn't be out here looking for him. He should be looking for me. He'd been the one that had hurt me. I'd finally told this loser that I'd loved him. I'd loved him since I was old enough to know and feel what love was, and he freaked out. He kept focusing on my age. Yeah I'm ten but I think like I'm at least twenty. "Embry we need to talk?" I yelled and then sat down on the ground. I felt the Earth beneath tremble me as he came closer. I heard the growl and then the roar from him phasing back to his human form. Within moments my Embry was in front in me.
"Hi," I said as I looked up at him in his grey sweatpants and nothing else. He'd let his hair grow back down to his shoulders, he'd looked more attractive this way. I hated when he'd cut it.
"Hey." He sat down to but he was clear not to sit beside me. I scoffed at the ludicrous action. Only a few years ago I sat in his lap.
"Can you explain to me why you left my birthday party in a huff?" I turned and looked at him. He shrugged and he played with the dirt. "Don't act stupid Em, because contrary to your actions you are super smart." There was a long moment of silence between us. He wouldn't even look in my direction. I was dying for him to open up to me. The longer we remained in silence the more I believed that our friendship was over and I had single handedly killed it. "Whatever, I'm over it. You can call me when you get over yourself!" I hopped up in a huff. As soon as I gotten about twenty feet away I heard him whisper.
"Why'd you dance with him? He only looks at you like an experiment. He's not right for you." As soon as I turned around he was right in front of me.
"At least Nahuel, would dance with me. He looks at me like a woman and treats me like one." He looked down frowning with his fist shaking.
"Embry this is stupid," I said lowering my tone to calm him. I ran my hand down his forearm to his hand. I loosened his fist and held his hand. "I lov …" He pulled away from me and covered his ears.
"No Renesmee, stop, don't say it again! It was bad enough you said it the first time!" He groaned and then began to walk away from me. I easily caught up to him and got in front of him.
"So what, now you don't want me to tell you the truth? I'm sorry I don't tell lies Embry. I guess you don't want to hang out with me at all." I blocked him from moving anymore.
"I just don't want you to hang out with that guy will you do that for me please?" He begged and I couldn't help but smirk.
"Fine," I conceded. "I will never talk to Nahuel, again if you do me one favor." I moved closer to him and then grabbed his hand. I sent him a vision, the fantasy that I've had for years now, us kissing passionately in the woods. He squeezed my hand tighter as he laid witness to my desire. I showed him how desperately I wanted his hands to wander the length of my body and how badly I wanted to run my fingers through his hair. As soon as the fantasy became more graphic he pulled away. He shook his head several times before speaking again.
"Why are you stuck on me? Isn't Jacob supposed to be your imprint or something?" He huffed frustrated.
"He was, but I didn't want him, and I still don't. Besides, Jacob is perfectly happy and married with a little girl and another baby on the way. He was able to move on because I set him free. I want you Embry." I went to touch him again and he pulled away. "And you want me too, that's why this Nahuel thing is bothering you so badly. It's also why my tenth birthday has been ruined." He looked up at me with guilt coloring his face.
"I'm sorry Ness, I didn't mean to make you miss out on your party." He stepped closer and then stepped back.
"It's okay. You actually have the power to make it better. Hell, you could make this the best birthday of my life … all you have to do is kiss me." I tried to be seductive. It was hard since I'd never tried to seduce anyone before; I lowered my tone and closed the gap between us. I used the tips of my fingers to play at his torso. "Please Embry, what could one kiss hurt?" I smoothed my fingers over his cheek and he instinctively lowered his head to meet mine. His breath was staggered and his heartbeat was now erratic.
"Just one kiss?" He whispered as his breath now danced in my nostrils. I took it all in Embry always smelled fresh sort of like pine trees to me.
"Yeah just one … unless you want more," I teased and he chuckled silently.
"Okay." He was hesitant as he touched his lips to mine. I was in heaven he'd finally caved and his lips were so full and soft against mine. I sighed blissfully as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips moved together perfectly just as I envisioned. Embry growled softly as he weakened and gripped my firmly by the waist. This was my opportunity to heighten this moment I slightly parted my lips and ran my tongue along his bottom lip. He knew what I wanted and luckily he eagerly made this kiss more passionate I moaned as his tongue entered my mouth. I could taste the icing from my birthday cake on his tongue, and it only heightened the experience. The kiss was starting to grow into something more as our bodies became fully connected and his hands gripped my pink dress possessively. I didn't know if he'd realized that he was raising the dress, my concern and fear was that I didn't want him to wake from his delusions. I didn't want him to stop. I'd wanted him for so long I'd be happy with him taking me anywhere. Then the evitable happened … we came up for air.
His slowly removed his grip on my waist. As amazing as I felt in that movement I felt just as empty now that our bodies were no longer connected. We stood in silence for a moment he looked down at his bare feet. I knew Embry and he was probably ashamed of what we'd just done.
"Don't look that way, it was … I can't put it into words. I know you felt it too." I moved closer to him.
"Just because it felt good doesn't it mean it was the right thing to do Ness," he reprimanded. He was talking to me like I was a child and that was most definitely how I wanted to be viewed. I mean how could he after kissing me that way?
"But it was the right thing to do, and you want to know how I know?" He shook his head and I planned to tell him anyway. "Because how badly I want to do it again." I pressed myself against him and he groaned as half attempted to get away from me.
"Stop Ness, don't look at me like that." His hands were now at my waist like I wanted.
"Like what?" I played dumb.
"Don't act like you don't know what you're doing!" He fussed, he was the one whining like a baby.
"What am I doing to you Embry Call?" I said before I leaned in and kissed the nape of his neck. I allowed my tongue to dance along the area as I enjoyed the taste of his skin. He took in a staggered breath.
"St-stop," he murmured. I laughed to myself I did stop but only to move to the other side and do the same exact thing. I could hear his teeth grinding together as he fought with himself. I knew Embry, he didn't want to enjoy it, but he was. He didn't want to touch me, but he needed to badly. "Ness," he groaned my name as he gave into his desire once more and kissed me. His left hand traveled up my back to find the zipper of my party dress, while his right hand cupped my behind. An immediate burst of heat went through my body. My yearning for him was now unbearable. This was a whole new level of want for me, my body had never behaved in such a way. I'd never felt this intense sensation south of my navel, nor had I experience the slippery wet that now covered my panties.
"Em, I need you so badly," I murmured as I continued to kiss him all over. He never responded with words, he simply lowered us both to the ground. He finished his previous goal of unzipping and removing my dress. I watched him as he stared at my body. His fingers traced the outline of my matching pink bra and panties. My body shook involuntarily as his finger neared my centered. I whimpered hopelessly wanting to make a move.
"God, why'd you have to be so damn beautiful," he grumbled as he lowered part of his body on top of mine. "Why couldn't I resist you?" He said as he began to suck on my neck and then my ear lobe.
"Oh God," I breathed against him. I gripped his shoulders tightly it was then that I realized that I was grinding myself on him. He looked at me with shocked lust filled eyes. "Make love to me Embry, please." I whispered as if it hurt. He kissed my once more, his tongue dominated my whole mouth and almost left me breathless. As we made out, he unclasped and slowly removed my bra. He gently cupped my left breast with his hand. The warmth on my sensitive area caused my skin to tingle with satisfaction. I arched my back enjoying the feel. I want his hands all over me; however he seemed quite content with my breasts. After he had his fill of teasing and molesting them he lowered his head to my breasts and he sucked and licked them hungrily. The temperature of his mouth on me unmatched anything we'd done in this moment of passion. My desire caused my lower half to throb jealously. I groaned loudly I was growing impatient; I pulled my own panties off, and began to remove his sweats. He quickly placed my hands over my head. "Embry please!" I whined; now I did sound like a child. This time he laughed a little and pecked me on the lips.
"There's something I should tell you before we go any further," he breathed at a low murmur. "I love you Renesmee, I know I shouldn't, but I do. That's why I can't resist you, God the last two years have been damn near unbearable, but if this is want you want. I'm going to give it to you." As he spoke he positioned himself between my legs and I felt his bulge through his clothes brushing against me.
"You know I want you to Embry," I groaned restlessly. My permission was all it took for him to slide his only item of clothing off and enter me. He was slow and gentle as he took my innocence. All the while our eyes stayed connected as our bodies intertwined. He wrapped my legs around his waist and began to move within me slowly. The pressure hurt a little but it was nothing in comparison to the pleasure I felt being united with Embry.
"Is this okay," he groaned as he intertwined our fingers. I nodded in response.
"You, you can go faster." I moaned I tried to stay quiet. He chuckled at my request but obliged me. Faster was most definitely better. "OH GOD!" I yelled and he thrust against me. I lost myself in our love making as my heart raced, sweat began to cover my body, and tears flowed down my face. "OH EM, EMBRY! GOD, I LOVE YOU!"
Our high began to fade and our heartbeats slow to their regular pace. Although the love making had ended Embry continued to hold me in his arms. He kissed my shoulder and then placed his head at my heart. I looked up at the sky, the moon shining in a clear sky full of stars. A clear night was a true rarity for the town of Forks. Everything about today had been perfect. Embry Call was finally mine. I'd gotten everything I'd wanted for my birthday and then some.

My Lee

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters from Twilight!!

It was weird how the heart reacts when you wish it wouldn’t. I watched as Leah drove up to her mother’s driveway. She had bought herself a little red convertible; she’d always said she’d wanted one. I sat beside Emily as she held our two year old daughter Samantha. Sue and Emily were both cooeing over the little innocent and simple things little Sammie did. I heard them as a muffle in the background as I watched my first love, my ex walk up the sidewalk and knock on the door. Something in me responded promptly and made me hop up to answer the door.

“Hey,” I blurted out and gave her an uneasy smile.

“Sam,” she walked past me carrying the same smell, that sweet fresh perfume. It was weird my heart belonged to another body everything about Leah called to me. The call had been reawakened now that she’d come back home from her honeymoon. I hated this Nahuel creature had come into her life and took away from us … away from me.

“Mom, I need to talk to you,” Leah blurted out quickly and she seemed uneasy about something. She almost seemed heart by it.

“What is it dear?” Sue asked as she reached for Sammie and a frown went over Leah’s face. Her mom hadn’t even looked her way and she seemed to be really hurting.

“What’s wrong Leah? Did Nahuel did hurt you?” She shot me a look and snorted.

“No, Nahuel and me are fine … I just … It looks like you are all busy.” She walked outside to the tire swing. The same swing I’d pushed her on so many times. Sue and Emily were preoccupied. I watched her from a far as she sat there deep in thought. I inched my way into her space.

“May I?” I stood behind her and I pushed her gently. I was transported back in time. Back to when she was my Lee. She smiled a little as we shared the silent moment as the sunset in Forks. After a while she used her feet to stop me from pushing her anymore. She turned to me with tears in her eyes.

“Sam, I’m pregnant. The Cullens are worried … they are worried that the baby is going to kill me. Nahuel wants me to get rid of it, but I … I can’t kill my baby.” She sobbed and I put my arms around her as she sobbed harder.

“I don’t know what to do. Nahuel says he doesn’t want to lose me. I just can’t see living with myself if I don’t try to keep him.” I didn’t want to tell her that I agreed with the stupid half leech. Her life should be her main priority, but I knew my words would fall on deaf ears.

“I think you’ve already made your mind up. Just don’t blame the guy for being worried anyone that loves you would be fearful and concerned.” She nodded as she wiped her tears. She hopped out of the swing and headed back to her car. “You’re right. I should head back I left him kind of abruptly … thanks for the pep talk Sam. Tell my mom I’ll call her later.” I nodded and waved as she took off again. I watched as her hair blew in the wind and she disappeared. It seemed like the more time went by the more I live went in separate directions but when I closed my eyes I still saw her … my Lee.

Fate Got it Wrong

Disclaimer:  I don't own Twilight or any of the characters in it!

Lately, my rest had been uneasy. Uneasy was actually an understatement. I hadn’t been sleeping at all. I lay down beside Emily. She was blissfully unaware of my sorrow as of late. I was proud that I’d been able to shield her from my growing stupidity. I gently dragged myself from our marriage bed and shuffled into the living room area. I checked the time; it was 2:00AM. I sat and held my head in my hands. I needed to get over this; this feeling that I was now plagued with was making me a hypocrite. I was now the bitter one. I was overcome with the reoccurring feeling that it should be me.

It was time for me to continue my ritual of staring at the phone. I was trying to demonstrate strength, will power, but this was my last opportunity to talk to her before… tomorrow.

“Shit,” I murmured as I realized I wasn’t as strong of a man as I claimed to be. This woman had made me emotionally weak. I dialed the familiar number, put the phone to my ear and covered my face with my other hand. I listened to the phone ring, ring, and ring. What the hell was I doing? I should be shot! It wasn’t my place to interrupt her life, but I didn’t have the will power to put the phone down. I wanted to hear her voice, that’s all. As if on cue, she answered the phone.

“Emily?” Leah sounded sleepy and confused, but the tone of her voice warmed and relaxed me.

“Uh, no. It’s me… Sam.” I couldn’t have sounded more awkward if I’d tried.

“Oh… hey,” she slurred, and I assumed she was waiting for me to state my purpose for calling her the night before her wedding.

“So are you ready for tomorrow?” I asked a harmless question that would hopefully keep her on the phone long enough for me to get my fill of her.

“You mean today? You are aware that it’s like 2:12AM?” She grumbled and I heard her mattress shift I imagined her sitting upright and rubbing her eyes. “Since you asked, I’m nervous and I’m excited… it took me a long time to go to sleep,” she fussed and I chuckled under my breath.

“Sorry,” I lied. I was nowhere near sorry. I was actually reveling in the fact that we were having a conversation. She’d been in town for months now and this is the first time that we’d really spoken. I was shocked that she was even taking the time since she made a point of not inviting me to her wedding.

“No you’re not,” she snorted and then let out a breath. “What do you want Sam? What’s bothering you?” Damn, this woman knew me well, and since she knew me so well there was no point in me lying and claiming nothing was wrong.

“I’m bitter Lee. I haven’t felt right since you came back with that man.” I blurted out and waited as the minutes passed in silence. “Leah?”

“I’m still here… I just don’t know what you want me to say.” I couldn’t tell what emotion colored her voice.

“I don’t know either. I didn’t expect to feel the way I do, now that you’ve found someone else. I didn’t expect to hurt,” I confessed.

“Oh,” Again we were engulfed by silence. “I still don’t know what you want me to say. I’m sorry that you feel so… conflicted.” Her confusion was evident in her tone, but I could tell that concern was there too. It was good to have her feel concern for me.

“Why didn’t you want me at your wedding?” I’d felt wounded when everyone else was receiving their invitations and Emily and I were the only ones on the reservation left empty handed. I held the phone between my shoulder and the side of my face wanted to be closer to the sound of her voice.

“That was James’ idea… he doesn’t think very kindly of you, but that’s only because I couldn’t tell him about the imprint thing. He doesn’t like that you hurt me. He’s very protective that way.” She let out a little chuckle, I assumed at the thought of him, her husband to be; a tall, blonde headed fellow with bright blue eyes. He looked nothing like me; surely he couldn’t be her type.

“I don’t like that I hurt you.” She groaned out a sigh in response to my statement.

“Stop living in the past, forgive yourself. I forgave you a long time ago. I wouldn’t have been able to move on if I didn’t.” Hearing that she forgave me filled me with relief. I truly felt that at one time Leah knew me better than anybody in the whole world, and she loved me in spite of all the stuff she knew.

“I’m trying.”

“It’s been years, get over it!” She chuckled. “That’s what you all used to tell me” she said dryly. “To get over it.”

“I just wanted you to get over it because… I didn’t want to deal with the fact that I had hurt you. I didn’t want to be the reason you cried. I still loved you. I’d never felt so torn.” I heard her gasp as she took in my statement. I was shocked that she hadn’t realized that’s why I’d been so cold.

“Sam, why-- Why are you just now telling me all of this? You had years to confess, you’re being sort of selfish; more than kinda selfish.” She shifted again and then blew out a frustrated sigh.

“That’s always been my nature,” I laughed.

“Trust me, I know. I’m glad, though, that we’ve cleared the air. Maybe one day after James doesn’t see you as a jerk we can all get together for dinner or something.”

“So you’re staying in town?” Part of me, no, all of me was hoping she’d say no.

“Yeah, we’re buying a house in town. I want to be close to my mom because we want start a family soon.” A groaned slipped through without my permission.

“So you don’t phase?”

“I’m aggressively trying to stop. I’ve only phased twice since I’ve met James. He keeps me centered and happy.” I could hear the smile in her voice and I, being the selfish jerk that I am, hated her for it.

“That’s so nice,” I tried to seem happy for her.

“Why are you acting jealous? You are happily married, remember? Emily lights up your life. Our love has been dead for years.”

“It’s not dead, Leah, it’s not even comatose. I still remember you… all of you. Do you remember me? Do you remember how I used to hold you?” There was a long silence between us.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this now,” she whispered and then became quiet again. She wasn’t going to answer. “I love James, he loves me, and we’re getting married tomorrow. That’s all you need to know. It’s all I can offer you.”

I could hear the tears in her voice. I’d upset her and I didn’t want that. I just wanted …

“I just want you happy, Leah. I want you to receive all the love you deserve, all of the love I felt for you, and more, Lee, so much more.” I felt emotion swell in my throat. I felt like I had to let her go all over again.

“Sam… please.” She sniffled. I’d made her cry. I shook my head and swiped my face again; all I could offer this woman was pain.

“I know, I know, Lee. I’m sorry. I just… sometimes I think of you and I miss you, but I know I’ve kept you up too long. Get some rest and enjoy tomorrow.”

“Thanks,” she whispered sulking. “Goodnight Sam.”

“Goodnight Leah, sleep beautiful.” We hung up and I felt the new moisture on my face. It felt like I’d said goodbye and I’d never see Leah, ever again.

Once I’d collected my emotions I rose from the couch and returned to the woman that fate had decided was the one for me. But as I lay down and faced away from her, I couldn’t help feeling that fate had got it wrong.

Fireworks

Disclaimer:  I don’t own any of the characters from Twilight!! 

“I don’t really celebrate Independence Day,” I grouched from behind the counter at work.  I regretted telling Jacob where I worked he was constantly up here telling me his business and talking about his little imprint.  I really didn’t care.  I was grateful that he’d left me alone long enough to go to community college and get my pharmacy tech license.  I was off the Res but the curse of the supernatural still followed me and was currently standing in front of me and in the way of me serving the two customers behind him.  “Jake move!  Hi Ms. Miller I can help you over here.”  As I rang up her order Jacob just stood and stared at me patiently.  It was unnerving, I felt like I was on showcase or something.  After I finished he slid back over in front of me. 

“Come on Leah, you don’t do anything anymore and I know you like fireworks.  It will be fun and I know Renesmee will be happy to see you?”  Renesmee, this is why he was bothering me.  He wanted his little Nessie to be happy.  It had been years since I’d seen the little girl.  She probably wasn’t a little girl any longer. 

“I may swing by later … now can I work in peace?”  I huffed with my hands on my hips.  He gave his famous smirk and winked at me before leaving. 

After work I went to my apartment and changed into some jeans shorts and a tee shirt and went over to Mr. Black’s house.  I felt like I’d traveled back in time.  I’d grown so much and forced myself to change back into the woman that had been scorned and burned by the harsh realities of imprints, fate, and death.  I’d even grown my hair back out and I hadn’t phased in almost three months. 

“Oh sweetheart!” My mother came running out of the small crowd and hugged me.  I talk to my mom on a regular basis but it had been a long time since she’d seen me.  She kissed both of my cheeks and took me to where she was standing with Charlie, Seth, Jacob, Ness, and him.  He was tall dark and incredibly handsome.  He looked down at me and offered me a small smile. 

“You must be Leah, you’re mother talks about you constantly,” he offered his hand to me and in a trance like sort of fashion I gave him my hand.  As our hands touched a tingle or a spark of sorts went through my hand, up my arm and connected with my heart.  I was speechless.  I could hear someone in the background indicating the start of the fireworks, but all sounded like fuzz in my head.  Everything blurred around me but him. 

“Who are you?” I asked in a voice that sounded so unlike me that I could barely stand it. 

“I’m Nahuel, and you are …” In the middle of his statement the fireworks went off and the night sky was filled with red, white, and blue. 

“It’s beautiful,” I looked up at the sky in amazement. I’d forgotten how beautiful fireworks could be.

 
“Yes, you are.” I glanced back over to the handsome stranger who stared at me with as much awe and admiration as I did the sky.  Heat flooded my face this was a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long time.

(Originally for Tricky Raven 500 Drabble Challenge!)

The Storyteller

The Curse of Being a Storyteller

Anybody can say they are a writer.  As long as they put pen to paper and write words, that form sentences, and paragraphs that’s what you are.  You are someone who writes, the definition is simple enough. 

A storyteller  … I think is cut from a different cloth.  They see the world take it in and awkwardly react to it, they expand on it, and twist it.  They morph the world they see or want to see, and make it more. 

Storytellers are the quiet oversensitive ones that are constantly overlooked.  They are the insecure and the lonely.  They are the ones that choose to stay invisible for fear of being noticed and hurt.  That’s who they are. 

Storytellers can close their eyes and are transported to new realms and worlds.  They wish they could stay there and they could live in their dream worlds.  They are saddened as they are awakened from their dreams because they feel so real, so right. 

They are constantly crushed by life forcing them to live in reality. 

Only fueled by the visions in their head and wishing that their mind worked like everybody else. 

People praise them as they as punish themselves. 

They are called gifted …

I am called gifted …

But most of the time I just feel cursed.