So I'm doing another story... this ones going to be quick, and it has one of my favorite Twilight Character's as the star! Welcome to How to Save a life

Angela's P.O.V

Who am I?

That question has multiple answers. One is Angela Webber, seventeen year old book worm, with multiple friends, and a boyfriend; and another could be, Angela Weber, a girl who has to fight herself every morning to make sure she doesn't commit suicide; or the last Angela Webber, the depressive, lonely, pathetic little girl, with nothing to live for.

No one knows how I feel. How could they? I smile every day, play my part, and support my 'friends'. How could they possibly know anything about me? I won't let them. My boyfriend Ben doesn't care, in fact I think he's only with me so that he can tell his parents he does more than sit in his room and read comics.

My 'friends'…. Don't get me started on them. Jessica Stanley only thinks about herself, and follows Lauren around like she was a golden Goddess. Mike and the guys are too caught up in their manly activities to even think about anyone else, and Bella-

Bella is difficult. We were alright friends, I guess, until the Cullen's left, and then she completely lost it. She acted how I feel every day, and I pitied her. Then she started to hang out with that Quiletuete boy; Jacob, I think his name was, and became an adrenaline junkie

Then the Cullen's came back, and she started hanging around them like they had never left. Edward had hurt her almost beyond repair, and she went back to him. I didn't understand it, but I suppose its true love.

She seemed nice, and listed to people's problems well enough, but I always got the vibe she had bigger things to worry about, like normal girl problems were nothing compared to the big picture. She got married to Edward, and I went to the wedding. I smiled, and I laughed, and I acted like I wasn't dying inside.

Then she moved away, with all the Cullen's, and that Jacob guy. It was strange, he and Edward always seemed to hate each other, but left Forks friends. Perhaps Bella got to them, and they settled out their differences?

I was going to go to college right after I graduated high school, but I had a major anxiety attack and my mother insisted that I stay home for another year. That really sucks, because I really wanted to get away from here. There was something about this place, and if I didn't get out soon, I knew it would trap me here.

Something was keeping me here. I found it strange. I had always felt as though a piece of me was missing, and that something or someone had the missing piece. I was just about get in the car to drive to college when the anxiety hit and I ran back inside and cried into my pillows.

So here I am; sitting on my bed, musing about the past few years of my life, while trying not to constantly check my phone to see if Ben called me. He had sent me a text three hours ago, stating that we needed to talk, and he would call me after his class let out.

My small black phone let off the shrill ring and it was to my ear in an instant. There was an awkward pause, and I played with the hem of my bed sheets, pulling at a loose thread. I heard him take a deep breath

'I found someone else' then the click; I closed my eyes, and fell back onto my navy blue pillows. I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later; he never really cared, but it still hurt to know that I couldn't even make my boyfriend happy.

"Perhaps I should take a walk on the beach" I called out loud. Yes a walk on the coldest, rainiest, beach in America. Maybe I'll get sick and forget that I'm worthless for a few days. I rolled out of my bed and I pulled on jeans and a long sleeve button up shirt and a jacket.

I walked out to my battered silver car and sat inside. It was like an Out-of-body experience as I drove down to the reservation. I parked by the beach and I slowly got out the car and walked to the shoreline. Deep breathes Angie, deep breathes.

Paul's P.O.V

I had just gotten back from one of my mid-day fucks when I caught the scent of a leech in the woods. I felt a growl rip through my chest and I ran straight into the woods and phased. Instantly my mind was linked with Seth and Jared's as I ran after the sweet stench

'It's by the cliffs' reported Seth and I pushed myself faster trying to reach it. I was irritated, and no amount of sex was going to change that. My dad and I had gone at it again, so I punched him and left the house. It just so happens that I had ran into my favorite fuck buddy, Alexis, and she helped me get some of my access anger out.

'That's gross Paul' said Seth, and I felt him shiver, as I let out a laugh.

'Come on Seth, we have looks that have girls drooling after us. I plan on getting all that I can' If I had a lot of sex before I was a wolf, I had a hell of a lot more after. Girls were throwing their clothes off at me, and I was happy to give them what they want.

'Just wait till you imprint' I growled as I came across the leech. He was close to the cliffs, and seemed to be stalking some girl. I snarled out, as I pounced on him without him realizing it. I was quickly able to rip off its head, and I phased back to burn it. As soon as I had set the undead bastard on fire I phased back to yell at Seth

'I'm not going to imprint, I don't want to become pussy-whipped like everyone else.' I heard Jared snarl and a picture of a pregnant Kim came to his mind. I rolled my eyes and glanced at the girl by the cliffs. She had no idea how close she came to becoming leech food.

She must have heard the leech's small cry of pain, because she had turned around and I could see her properly. She was tall, not nearly as tall as me, but taller than the average girl. She had a nice body, pale skin, and a mass of curly dark brown hair. I got to her face and I noticed the small beauty mark on left cheekbone.

Then I looked into her brown eyes, her brown eyes with streaks of green, and my world shifted. She was my everything, and I knew I would do anything and everything to make her feel safe and happy. The longer I stared into her beautiful brown eyes, the more sadness I saw. I could drown in the sadness they possessed, and I felt like I was.

I knew right then and there I had imprinted, and I knew that I was wrong about everything I had said about it. I needed to make this girl happy, I had to make sure she never cried, never was scared, never worried. I needed to know her.

She had turned back around, and was now staring at the cliffs again. I could hear Seth, and Jared taunting, but I was too far gone to care. I phased back and was about to call out to her, when she did something that made my heart rip itself right out of my chest

She jumped

Angela's P.O.V

Fate must have hated me, because she led me straight to the one place I was trying to avoid; the cliffs. It was too much a temptation, and here I was, staring at the swirling, stirring waters in the face. I let out a small sigh

It was inevitable… I was going to jump. I suppose Ben awful break-up was the straw to break the camel's back, the last drop to crack the dam, the last nail in the coffin. I heard a soft yelp, and a growl and I turned around to look in the woods behind me.

I couldn't see anything, but something kept me from turning back to the task at hand. Maybe something was out there… should I go check? I shook my head. All the stupid blonde haired girls, with the big boobs go and investigate, and they always die; then I scoffed. I was about to kill myself anyway, so why did it matter?

I turned back to the cliff, and I took a few more deep breaths, and I flung myself from the edge.

Some people say your life flashes before your eyes before you die… I didn't see my life; only the incident… over and over again. I crashed down into the waters, feeling the cold prickle at my skin like a thousand tiny needles.

Pain… I was never the same after it happened

My eyes drooped as I saw a hulking figure swim towards me. I felt scorching iron bars elope my body, and I felt someone drag me away from the water. I must have passed out because the next thing I felt was warm lips on mine, and breathe being blown into my body.

"Please God, breathe" Someone was begging God for my life… why? I let out a wet and staggering cough, and opened my eyes, to see an Indian man hovering over me. His hazel eyes snapped to my face when he realized that I was conscious and hugged me tight.

My lungs hurt too much to speak, and I knew that I would soon fall back into unconsciousness. I closed my eyes and let the warmth of this strange mad engulf me. Just as I faded away I heard another voice say

"Take her to Emily"

And I was gone again

Paul's P.O.V

I had nearly lost my imprint two minutes after I had imprinted on her. This had to be some kind of sick record. When she jumped it took me no time to dive in after her, and only a few seconds to find her. I grabbed her and I pulled her to the beach giving her mouth to mouth.

"Please God, breathe" I couldn't lose her; I would die, it was as simple as that. She is my world, and my world would be gone if I couldn't get her to breathe. It took a few seconds before she let out a loud wet cough, and I almost feel out with relief.

I looked my angel in the eyes, and I could see the confusion. I didn't know what to do, so I hugged her, and if it was up to me, I wouldn't have ever have let her go. I felt her head droop, and I knew she was unconscious again. I saw Sam run up to us,

"Take her to Emily" I nodded and I ran as fast as my body could to the little house in the woods where Sam and Emily lived. She had to be alright… I couldn't lose her; not ever. I barged into the house, and I could see the annoyed look Emily was giving me until she saw the wet and shivering girl in my arms.

"Don't just stand there; take her clothes off while I get her some new ones" I nodded as I took her to bathroom and unbuttoned her red shirt. I tried to look away from her chest as I took off her bra, and I placed towels around her torso, and legs.

"Here" Emily handed me a large shirt and a pair of sweatpants and I quickly put them on her. She was still shivering, but not as much.

"You might need to change too, if you want to keep her warm" I nodded, not looking away from the sleeping girl as I threw a new pair of cut offs. When I was done I was led into the guest room we sometimes stayed in when we got off patrol

I laid her on bed and I held her, trying to keep her warm. We stayed like this for three hours.

Angela's P.O.V

For the first time in four years I felt complete. I was warm, and this small ray of happiness seemed to constantly bubble up within my chest. I snuggled into the heat source and sighed. Then I remembered what I had earlier.

My eyes snapped open, and my head shot up. The heat source seemed to move with me, and backed away. I looked around the dark room, and I realized it wasn't mine

"Where am I" My voice was hoarse, like I had gargled salt water; I almost smiled at the irony.

The heat source or what I now know was a man, slowly lit up the room. It was beige, and had a large king sized bed in the middle. I looked at the man, and I vaguely recognized him as the man who had saved me.

"At my friends" Why not the hospital? I guess he did revive me, so it wasn't that much of a threat, but still. I didn't even know this man, and he was staring at me with such curious eyes. I wasn't good around new people, but oddly enough I was fine with him.

"Who are_" I was cut off by a knock at the door. The man walked over and opened the door to reveal a beautiful woman, with three long scars down her face.

"Paul, Sam needs you" So his name was Paul… It sounded familiar; I think Bella had mentioned a Paul before. He used to hang out with Jacob, before he moved that is. Paul looked at the woman like he was about to protest, but she gave him a warning look, and he growled and walked off.

"Sorry, I'm Emily by the way" she held out her hand, and I was hesitant before taking it. She seemed nice enough, and I was assuming this was her house, so I gave her a small smile and grabbed her hand

"Angela" My voice was soft, and I could barely hear myself, but Emily just smiled.

"How are you feeling?" Awful, but I didn't want her to worry. "I'm fine, I probably need to get home" My parents were going to freak out when they realize I'm not home. I'm not supposed to go anywhere alone, because of what I just did.

"I'll call them to pick you up" Great, so they can make a scene in front of these people. I shook my head and looked at my clothes

"Umm, I can walk… are these yours?" She looked at me like I was crazy and shook her head

"I'm sorry… you almost died sweetheart, We'll have someone drive you home if that's what you prefer; and yes, those are mine" Almost… I almost died. I had worked up the guts to kill myself, and I didn't even die. Say hello to another four years of pain.

Paul's P.O.V

"I'm sorry man" Seth was apologizing again. He felt like it was his fault that my imprint of four hours had tried to kill herself. I growled and shook my head; if it was anyone's fault, it was mine. She was my imprint, and my responsibility.

"Angela" I whispered her name. I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't remember where. I needed to make sure she was alright, and I was a little annoyed with Emily for kicking me out.

It was almost like she felt my call, as she walked from the room. The whole pack seemed to look at her, as she walked down the hall behind Emily. She was wearing her clothes again, and she seemed so uncomfortable. I growled at the pack, and they all looked away. She walked up to me, not even looking me in the eyes

"Thank you" She whispered, and I had to search for my voice.

"Uh… Your welcome" She nodded as Emily came over

"Paul, I'm taking Angela home, we'll talk later" I nodded in a daze as my angel Angela followed Emily out of the house.

Thanks for reading, and please tell me how the first chapter went... I want to know if I should continue with this or not.

And if you could, read my other story Darkness Takes Me it's a Jacob/Oc

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