Authors Note: Its my first Twilight story. I don't own anything. But, I'am playing around with the characters.
Thank you to my beta HarryTwilightMaxRidefan, for proof-reading this story.
Bellawas running through the woods trying to find an open field that lead to her house. She could feel her heart beating in her chest, as she continued to run, tripping over tree roots. She knew that running in the woods at night was always a bad idea, but it was the quickest way home.
The sound of a twig snapping close by made her stand erect. She became very still, trying to hear the direction her attacker was coming from. She was in their territory, and he knew it better than she did. The adrenaline still pulsed through her body, as her heart rate and breathing increased. She needed to find the quickest way out of this forest.
"Bella." She heard his voice from behind.
Her eyes widened as she started to move away from the sound of his voice. He wasn't in his wolf form anymore. The tight band she felt around her chest tighten and loosen, as she swallowed a scream. She began running again. There was no way she would let it happen. Not with him.
"Bella!" He yelled.
Bella jumped in her bed, as she woke up. Looking around her room, asigh of relief escaped her lips as she realized she was in her bedroom. It was the same dream she had been having every night for the past week, and it was getting worse. It's been almost a week since she was in La Push, trying to avoid everything, especially him.
'Bella?"
"Go away!" She screamed, as she turned to where the voice came from.
Charlie stood in her doorway, looking at her with a somber look. That wasn't quite the reaction he was looking for. Charlie watched as she lowered her eyes and a blush staining her cheeks.
"Sorry Dad. I wasn't expecting you to still be home."
"Well, I'm heading out now. But I wanted to see if you were awake."
Bella nodded as she threw the covers off, getting out of the bed. Charlie left the room, and the sound of the front door closing let her know Charlie was gone to work for the day. She couldn't remember the last time she saw Charlie, before her major freak out last week.
She stood in front of her window looking out at the beautiful weather. She was unaware of a pair of eyes watching her from the woods. He moved slightly as if he wanted to go to her. It's been weeks since she's been to First Beach.
She's awake, phase and talk to her. A wolf whined, looking at the wolf next to him.
The wolf watching the girl whined as he stayed in the woods behind her house. He was not going to break. There was other ways to satisfy the wolf and so far, being this close to his mate was good enough for him.
PHASE NOW!
There was no escaping that kind of command once it was given. The wolf let out a snort of disgust as its fur started to disappear. He was more then ready to go to this mate, who was avoiding him like the plague. He never understood the leech lover, until he imprinted on her.
A Quileute man stood in the wolves place as he looked at the house. There had to be a better way to get her to accept the imprint. Because this was going to slowly kill them both.
She should of known coming back to work was a bad idea. The minute she walked into the door, Mike attached himself to her, following her around like a puppy. A snort escaped her as she thought of a bigger dog that would be following her around.
Life in Forks was never dull. At least if your name was Bella Swan, then you would wish it were dull and boring. She now regretted ever coming to live with her father…meetingthe Cullens. Bella's brow knitted in confusion when no stab from her heart reacted to his name.
Edward Cullen.
There was nothing there in her chest that made her think that she was still wounded by him breaking up with her and his family leaving her. It was as though his total existence was erased from her memory. That was good, right? That meant she was over him. A smile appeared on her face, as she went back to work. She was finally over that.
Jacob Black. He was just another wound to her chest that she wanted to get over. A personal sun he had become to her, during her zombie state when Edward left her. But like everything good in her life, the sun was taken away from her. That caused her to stop in her steps, as she finally put everything together.
"Paul Lahote," she sneered in distaste.
