IV'E WAITED A HUNDRED YEARS, AND I'D WAIT A MILLION MORE FOR YOU...

The sound of Rachel and Paul's first dance as a married couple. Nobody even realized I was here, I didn't have anyone to realize I was here. I sat at the farthest table in the corner of the gazebo. Quil had come up and tried to get me to dance once, Claire a few times. I could see her throwing quick glances over towards me while dancing with Quil. I really do wish everyone would stop worrying about me. I'm just sick of everyones life being revolved around one person who they don't even love, all this stupid ass fucked up imprinting magic taking over them. I sighed as I realized this wasn't going to get any better, so I got off my sorry ass and started walking over to my beat up 1970's chevy. I could here Quil calling out my name again and just as I was going to pull my door open he pulled me out of my ride.

"Where the fuck do you think your going?" he growled at me trying not to raise his voice.

"I need to get away from everything Quil, I can't stand watching all these people losing themselves over some person"

"Its different when you imprint man, you'll just have to wait and see. You can see how much Claire means to me, and going to fuck some chicks isn't going to make you feel and better."

"How the fuck would you know? When was the last time you've had sex, huh? You can practically smell Claire when she's aro-" I say yelling before Quil has his arm up against my neck with my back on my truck.

"Don't you dare talk about my Claire like that okay? I know your pissed but that doesn't give you the right to talk about her like that. All she's ever wanted was to help you but your always pushing her away, come on man you push everyone away. When was the last time you talked to your mum?" Quil spat at me through clenched teeth.

Tiffany, my mum, had never really been a mum. I would always hang around Jake and Quil growing up. There parents became my parents. Billy was always great and he was practically my father growing up, since I still have know idea who he really is. Quil's grandpa, old Quil, has raised Quil since forever. Then a surge of anger went through me. He hadn't even realized it. My Claire. Suddenly I was glad there were other people watching up because I could have phased right there.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Why don't you stop wanking over Claire, grow a few and tell her how you feel, okay?" and with that I pushed him of me got into my truck and drove of the Seattle without one glance back.