Chapter two. Not a lot of corrections, just little things here and there. Enjoy :D

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"Stop please!" I begged, squirming underneath him. He gave a laugh, his eyes twinkling with sick delight as he opened the zipper of my pants. "No." I cried, shoving at him again. That seemed to fuel him though and he grabbed my wrists in his hand and forced them down. He jerked my pants down with the other hand, moving beneath my underwear. I felt pain as his fingers enter me, his disgusting hands...

I sobbed, begging and pleading. It only seemed to encourage him. I turned my head away from him as his nasty mouth kissed its way down my neck. More pain erupted from between my legs making me cry out.

"Shut up, stupid bitch!" He growled, shoving my pants down further. The pain stopped for just a moment, leaving behind a lesser, throbbing pain. But he began to shove down his own pants now and I squirmed more, fearing what was coming next. Cold, painful fear coursed through my veins as his breath began to come out in rapid excitement...

I awoke with a gasp, biting back the scream that tore at my throat. I grabbed my pillow and bit down, not wanting to wake up my mother. My whole body shook with sobs as I wrapped my arms around my stomach. I hated him! That stupid bastard haunted me even from thousands of miles away. I wanted to forget so badly. I didn't want to be plagued by these nightmares every single night. Would this last forever…?

After a few minutes I was able to calm down enough to quite crying. I glanced at the clock; it was only 11:30. Now that I was pregnant I was extremely tired all the time. I usually would stay up late in the summer, but now I went to bed around nine most nights. After a few moments I got up to pee, another side effect of pregnancy that I found extremely annoying. It always seemed like as soon as I got back from the bathroom I had to get up and go again. I immediately stopped when I heard my mother. I definitely didn't want her to see me with my face streaked with tears and my eyes all red and swollen.

"She's fine John." My mother mumbled. So she was giving dad an update. "No, I'm going to make her an appointment tomorrow." Silence. "She hasn't said anything. Just that he's a jerk and she doesn't want to talk to him." A buzzing from the phone as my father got louder. He was probably trying to get my mother to weasel the name of the baby's father out of me. I knew he probably would. "I know. But we can't push her. She's already stressed. She looks so upset all the time."

So my mother noticed how hurt and broken I looked. Of course she would. She had just mistaken what it was about.

"I know okay. But this isn't easy for her either. I would know." My mother snapped. "Well poor Patti. She must be so heartbroken. I know she must be going through so much with the neighbors talking," she growled. "Whatever John, just go comfort your sweet wife." My mother slammed down the phone, giving an angry growl. "God." she whispered, giving a shaky breath. I was about to step out to talk to her but jerked to a stop as I heard a sob come from the kitchen. I felt pain well up, tearing at the edges of the gaping hole in my chest. I wanted to go comfort her, to try to make her feel better, but I froze. I couldn't. I tiptoed to the bathroom, sinking in front of the toilet.

That freaking bastard ruined so many lives when he forced himself onto me. He hadn't just destroyed my life when he ripped my legs apart; he ruined my mothers and my fathers. Mom thought she had failed as a mother. She always told me to wait and had given me the sex talk since I was 8. She wanted me to graduate college and have a good steady life. Something she never got. And then there was my father. He thought his little girl was ruined. He thought that I had given up my entire life for some boy.

I wondered if that monster even thought of me after what he did. I wonder if he lay up at night, tortured by the fact that he had ruined someone else because he couldn't control himself. I hope and prayed he did. I wanted him to suffer, just like me. I knew he wouldn't. He didn't care. Stupid fucking bastard...

I picked myself up, going to the bathroom and sneaking back to my room. I cried along with my mother in the kitchen before I fell back asleep.

"You're going to have fun sweetheart. It'll be good for you to meet some kids your own age." My mother assured me for what seemed like the millionth time. I sighed, knowing very well I wasn't going to have a good time. I didn't want to make friends here. When they found out about the pregnancy, I was sure they would abandon me. So what was the point?

"Sure mom." I mumbled, staring out the window. To my surprise it was actually sunny today, instead the usual dreary, cloudy weather. It was the first time since I had come to live with my mom that it had been nice out. And instead of reading on the back porch like I wanted, I had to go to some dinner at the Clearwater's or something. Apparently this Sue lady and my mother were good friends.

"Here we are." She smiled, turning into a small house next to the woods. She reached around back and grabbed the several dishes she had made before heading toward the house. I followed close behind her. I entered the house behind my mother. It smelled good, and I looked around to see several dishes and mountains of food all around the kitchen. How many freaking people were coming?

One of the women working at the stove looked up at our entrance, smiling widely. She was older, at least 40, with dark black hair streaked with gray and a warm smile. "Hey Lily." She smiled, heading toward my mother and hugging her. That must have been Sue. I wondered if my mother had told her everything about me moving here. I felt suddenly paranoid, yanking at the bottom of my huge sweater.

"Sue, this is Natalya and Natalya this is Sue." My mother said, gesturing between the two of us. Sue gave me a smile as she stuck out her hand.

"It's so nice to meet you, sweetheart." Sue smiled, shaking my hand. She seemed nice enough.

"It's nice to meet you too." I said, giving a small, nervous smile. Another girl I hadn't noticed cleared her throat and brought my attention over to her. I fought back a gasp as I took in her face. She would have been extremely beautiful if not for three long, deep scars running down her face and along her neck. The corner of her mouth was forced down in the corner because of it, making her look like she had a half frown on her face.

"Hey Lily. It's nice to meet you, Natalya." She smiled warmly. She had kind dark eyes, giving me a soft motherly look. I tried to say something or return her smile but my eyes were stuck on the scars. What could have done that to her?

"This is Emily Uley." My mother said, smiling at her and breaking my stare. I nodded, trying to regain words.

"H-Hi. It's nice to meet you." I said, trying to look at her eyes instead of her scars. I felt horrible for staring.

"So, is there enough food here?" Mom asked, laughing as she looked around the kitchen.

"Oh, trust me. They eat like no tomorrow." Emily laughed, nodding toward another room in the house. "You want me to start putting up the tables, Sue?"

"Sure, sure." Sue said, going to a pot and stirring it.

"Why don't you go help her?" Mom said, looking at me pointedly. I knew that look. Go do it. I nodded, as Emily gave me her lopsided smile.

"Where to?" I asked, giving her the best smile I could.

"Follow me." She said, moving toward the back door. I followed and when we reached the back yard I noticed several chairs and tables waiting to set up. I raised my eyebrow, wondering again how many people were going to be here. My stomach twisted nervously. I definitely didn't want to be be stuck here with tons a of people.

"How many people are coming?" I asked, glancing over at her nervously.

"Oh, just 6 other people." She said shrugging as we grabbed one of the tables and began to set things up. I walked over, grabbing a few things to help her.

"Then why so much food?" I asked curiously. How much could six people eat?

Emily gave a laugh. "The guys that are coming…they eat everything and anything."

"Guys?" I asked, nervously, nearly dropping one of the chairs I was setting up. "Everyone coming is a guy?"

"Oh no. Kim and Rachel are coming too. Seth, Paul, Jared, Embry and my husband Sam are coming too."

"Embry?" I squeaked, dropping the table. She gasped and jerked back as her end slipped out of her grasp and nearly fell on her foot. I was to distracted to care. Oh, God. The freak from the beach was coming? Why? God dammit… I had to get out of here before he showed up.

"You know him? Oh my god, you're Natalya?" Emily gapped, a smile spreading across her lips and knowing look in her eyes. What the hell was that about?

"I-ya." So he had told his friends about me? What the hell was up with this boy? Two minutes talking to him and he goes around telling everyone about me.

"Oh, I…wow." She smiled, her eyes brightening.

"He told you I met him at the beach?" I asked, looking away as we began to fix up the tables again. I tried to calm myself down, thinking of something to get me out of this. My mom was so set on me coming and meeting new friends that she would never let me go home. Maybe if I lied and said I didn't feel well…

"No, Sam did." Emily said simply, still looking excited. We finished with the tables, as I mauled over what she had said.

"What? Did he tell everyone about meeting me? What was his problem?" I asked, folding my arms. Could he tell I was pregnant? Did he tell everyone about the new pregnant girl?

No. I thought. Three months was all I was. He wouldn't be able to tell.

"He just liked you. He's a good kid. Really sweet." She said, smiling at me as we headed into the house. Great, now she was trying to set me up with him. I definitely didn't want any freakily large steroid boy chasing after me. I didn't need that right now. I had bigger things to worry about.

"Yeah, right." I mumbled. I was still trying to prefect the excuse I was forming in my head to get out of this. I knew my mother probably wouldn't let me out unless she saw me getting sick herself. She was too damn excited about this.

Emily and I entered the kitchen to find several new guests there. I recognized one of the tall boys from the beach the day before. He was gangly, but still muscled, with dark skin and black hair. He had kind brown eyes and an air of childlike innocence around him. Even with my nervousness around all and any male, I was a bit more at ease with him. The other boy was manlier looking with his arm wrapped around a smaller, plain looking girl.

Sue turned, smiling at me warmly. "This is my son, Seth," the gangly one, who smiled and waved at me, "and this is Jared and his girlfriend Kim." The manlier one with the girl. "This is Lily's girl, Natalya."

"Hey, so you're Natalya." Jared smiled, grinning at Seth like it was some inside joke. I felt paranoia well up. Maybe Embry some how did know about the pregnancy…

"Yeah…" I mumbled staring down at my shoes. I felt a blush creep up on my cheeks. I had hoped for a couple months before everyone had found out. How could he know? Who had my mother told? I wanted to leave so badly...

"Nice to meet you." Seth said suddenly, sticking out his large hand. I smiled gently, taking it. He was extremely hot, like he had a fever almost. I wondered if he was sick or something…

"You too." I mumbled. Neither of them looked at my stomach, so maybe it wasn't the pregnancy. What else could it be?

Another man burst through the door suddenly, making me jump. He was taller and bigger than Seth or Jared, standing a good 3 or 4 inches over both of them. "Hey Sue, Lily." He smiled, before glancing around the kitchen. His eyes fell on Emily, a huge grin crossing his face as he took two large steps to get her. She smiled too, wrapping her arms around him as a greeting and then pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. He pressed kisses to each of her jagged scars before pulling back to smile at her. "Hey," he murmured gently. The whole thing was so private and filled with so much love I couldn't help but look away. I felt like I was witnessing something extremely private. Not to mention it was kind of nauseating to watch.

Seth made a sudden retching noise and laughed. "Get a room, Sam." Seth said, rolling his eyes and throwing me an exasperated look. I smiled, growing fonder of him. Despite myself, I felt Seth's warm smile easing my nerves just a bit.

"Shut up Seth." Sam said, rolling his eyes. A smile played at his lips though, while he kept his arm firmly around Emily. Seth grinned, grabbing some chips and shoving them in his mouth.

"Seth! Wait on the others, please." Sue said, shaking her head. "Are they almost here?"

"Paul and Rachel are going to be a little longer but Embry is a couple minutes from here." Sam said, still gazing down at Emily.

Oh, God. The freaky guy was almost here. Please let him leave me alone…please. Maybe he wouldn't recognize me with my makeup on and hair down.

I helped move the food outside with Seth, Jared and Kim trying to focus on anything other then the fact that Embry was coming. Seth seemed to smile constantly, as though it was stuck on his face permanently. Jared and Kim were total opposites of each other. Kim was quiet and shy, blushing easily. Jared was loud and out going. But somehow they fit together. And it was obvious they were crazy about each other. Jared gave Kim the same loving glance Sam gave Emily. It was sweet and loving, like she was the only person in the world. I felt a slight prick of jealousy whenever I saw her smile back at him, looking so happy. She was lucky to have someone love her that much.

I was actually starting to enjoy myself when Embry showed up. He was even bigger than I remembered, which only made me all the more nervous. He got this huge grin on his face when he caught sight of me, making my hands shake. Oh, god…

"Natalya." He smiled, his face lighting up at the sight of me. "Hey, I didn't know you were coming."

"Yeah…" I mumbled, looking away from him. He still smiled though, as though my aversion couldn't stop his happiness. I felt Jared, Kim and Seth's gaze on my back, watching our interaction closely. What exactly had Embry told them about me to make everyone watch so closely?

"Cool, I'm glad." He smiled, grinning down at me. He watched me for a moment and I realized he was waiting for me to say something. I dared a glance at him before finding my voice.

"Okay…" I mumbled, shoving my hand in my hoodie to hide the shaking. His smile faltered slightly, but he still gave me that goofy, happy look. "I…I need to go to the bathroom." I mumbled, rushing off toward the restroom. Anything to get away from his odd glances and sweet smiles.

Once I calmed down a bit, I realized I was over reacting. I'm stupid and paranoid. And I hated the bastard who made me think like this. Embry probably was a good person and I was running away, thinking he was some kind of freak because he was nice. I hated that I couldn't trust him. It wasn't his fault he had did what he did to me. Embry had been nothing but kind to me and because of him I was treating him like some kind of pervert.

I wouldn't run from Embry anymore. I was going to give him a chance, because not all men were monsters waiting to get me.

I took a deep breath, straightening my shirt and headed out back to the rest of them. Seth was the first to greet me with food stuffed in his mouth. I laughed, as he smiled at me.

"You okay?" He asked. I nodded, looking at his giant plate of food.

"Did you leave anything?" I smiled, glancing back up at him and shaking my head.

"Yeah, I restrained myself too." He smiled, shoving more food in his mouth.

"Yeah, I can tell." I said sarcastically, smiling one last time before heading toward the table. I didn't grab much, knowing it would come up later. Embry came up next to me, stuffing his plate full like Seth did. "Do all of you eat like you're starving?" I mumbled, glancing up at him. That's it, just make conversation like a normal person. It seemed to be working, because Embry laughed. It was loud and booming, echoing around the small yard.

"We're growing boys. What can I say?" He grinned, glancing at me kindly. He looked a bit happier too, now that I was talking to him and treating him normally. Hopefully he thought I was just shy.

I shook my head, smiling. "What are you, 8 feet tall?" I asked, glancing up at him. I swear I was going to sprain my neck looking up at him.

"6'8"." He grinned proudly, following me toward my seat. I shook my head again. There was something in the freaking water here. All of them were over 6 and a half feet tall. They had to be putting steroids in the food or something. I sat down near my mother, Embry taking a seat next to me. He smiled over at me, seeming extremely happy to be having a normal conversation with me. I still felt the nervous flutter in my stomach, but I tried to push past it. He was being extremely sweet to me. "So where did you move here from?"

"Tilling, Indiana. Its a tiny town near Indianapolis."

"Cool. So not a big difference from around here?"

"Tilling is a bit bigger...but not by much." I shrugged, shoving some of the food around my plate. I grabbed some of the carrots I took and chewed on the end. I didn't want to eat too much. I definitely didn't want to go puke in the middle of the night again.

"So why did you move down here?" He asked, staring at me intently, like I was the most important thing in the world. Oh, god. Simple is always better.

"I just...missed my mom." I mumbled, looking down. He seemed to sense my discomfort because he didn't question me further. I silently thanked him for it.

The rest of the night went by smoothly. Embry stayed near me most of the time, but it didn't get annoying. He was kind and didn't seem to get annoyed with my dark attitude. I slowly loosened up, becoming more comfortable with him and all of the others there. To my surprise, I actually had a good time. It wasn't just Embry I came to like either. Kim and Emily were fun and soon I was talking with them like friends.

It was 9:30 by the time we left for home. We got several loud goodbyes, and Emily even told me to come by any time I wanted. I smiled and thanked her, surprised that I actually wanted to take her up on it. It was a good all around.

I had even forgotten for a while that I was in so much pain. I felt like a normal teen, hanging out with friends. With Embry and his friends I had been happy, and I thanked them for that. Little times like that was exactly what I had needed.

I snuggled into bed, playing the night over in my head to make the pain stay numb. At least until tomorrow.