Tangles of My Heart

Jacob Black

“Waverly! Waverly. Michelle? Where are you?” I shouted, I felt a presence in the room so I spun around to face it, with a bright smile.

Jane was there, a smile, not bright but sinister on her face.

“Where are they?” I questioned, “What have you done?”

“I have done nothing.” Her voice rang out, “She awoke and they got weary of waiting for you.”

“I was lost.” I defended pathetically.

“You shouldn't have left in the first place.”

“I was lost!” I said again, looking her in the eye.

“You are a brave mutt, I must say. I can't help but find a double meaning in your words.” She said, taking a couple steps closer to me. I had slumped down on the floor by now.

“What are you talking about Bloodsucker? I was lost, that is that.”

“I think you were trying to run away from Wave. You don't love her.” She said menacingly. “I've seen love, you have not.”

I hadn't bothered listening to the small blonde child for one more second before I got tired of her voice and flew out the window.