Anger management

Chapter one

Paul's POV

I was running through the forest ashamed at myself. I had lost my temper again pretty much destroyed Emily's kitchen. I just don't understand why I can't control myself; every one else in the pack can. Maybe I'm defective or something.

I pick up my pace as I hear Sam catching up. I really can't handle him right now.

PAUL! What the hell is wrong with you? You almost killed Emily!!!!-Sam

"Almost killed" what a drama king, Emily wasn't even in the room when I lost it. It was only me, Jared and Embry. Really it was all Embry's fault; if he hadn't started mocking me.

Don't blame him Paul; this is your own fault.-Sam

Although I hated to admit it, he was right. I'm sure lots of people will say it's my childhood but I know that's a load of crap.

It's my fault, I'm to blame.

Sighing I stop running and turn around getting ready for the punishment Sam is about to inflict.

Dr A. Ride POV

Ever driven a car with 3 bored, restless kids for an hour and a half?

Well if you haven't, it sucks.

"Aaallllyy" whined my 4 year old nephew Daniel "I'm hungry"

"I know Danny it won't be long until we get there ok, maybe if I see a takeaway we can get something there"

"But I'm hungry now."

I sighed, I knew I wasn't going to win. "Ok I'll check the satnav to see if there's any takeaways close" I said.

I pulled into a layby and started pushing buttons on the satellite navigation thing I had brought. So far it hadn't led me wrong so I felt confidant that it would show me to a McDonalds or Burger King without any hassle.

"Ally I'm cold" that was my cute little two year old niece Sophie.

"I know, I know. I'll put the heat up in a minute"

Moving country was so hard. Why did I decide to leave England?

Oh yeah because my brother made it very clear in his will he didn't want his children raised in a big city. Now that wouldn't be a problem since England has a lot on countryside except there is no work for therapists in the country and the rare places in the countryside that did have therapists didn't have any jobs open.

Eventually I found a town in Washington America called Port Angeles that had a job open for a family and child therapist and I jumped at the chance. We aren't going to be living in Port Angeles though since we needed a pretty big house but I found a large house in a small town an hour drive away. So here we are, on our way to Forks, I planned everything so that our things should be arriving in two days. Obviously we have brought some clothes and other necessities with us on the plane.

Ah yes, there's a McDonalds five minutes away.

"Ok guys we're going to get something to eat" looking at the clock I realised it was already seven o'clock. Damn. No wonder they're so tired, the kids will have to eat in the car so I can yet them to the B&B I booked.

Five minutes later I was pulling out of the McDonalds drive through and for the first time since we got in the car the kids were quite.

"Ally when is bedtime" oh well it was good while it lasted. The one that spoke was my nephew Finley he is two years old and Sophie's twin. The poor guy looked like he was about to fall asleep right there.

Luckily it only took five more minutes to get to the B&B. the couple who owned it were middle aged and seemed friendly enough. The kids quickly fell asleep so I took the opportunity to use my laptop to research a little about the town; from what I found nothing of interest has really happened here. There was a reservation which had nice beaches and a lot of good stories close by and it isn't too far away from Seattle; maybe one day I could take the kids there.

Next I checked with Lily (the woman who owned and ran the B&B) the directions to our new house. The only reason I checked was because it's in the middle of the woods.

After that was done I had time to kill so I watched TV until about 10 then went to sleep wondering were I would be if Matthew and Eliza hadn't died. Probably still in London, still working at the hospital, still living in my old house, still married to Oscar.