Embry groans as his alarm goes off. Last night had been rough. He had the night off and he decided to spend his night drinking his pain away, something he did most nights when he didn't have to patrol, but at the moment he was regretting his decision.

It was Monday and so he would have to go to school, something he was not looking forward too. He never looks forward to school and if he had it his way he'd just drop out, but his mom would have his head if he didn't do go in school, not that he cared what she wanted anymore.

Embry pushes the covers off of himself and climbed out of bed. Everything was too bright, but he forced himself to get dressed and get ready for school. He had dark bags under his eyes and his eyes were bloodshot. His hair was a total mess and he looked very pale, but he ignored how he looked and simply clean himself up the best he could before heading down the stairs. His mother already was at work, so he didn't have to worry about hearing another speech about how he needed to get his act together.

Embry grabbed some coffee to go along with a muffin before he headed out the house. He expected he'd have to walk, so he was very much surprised when Sam pulled up to his house. Embry hesitated, half thinking about just walking, but he knew Sam would kill him if he didn't at least talk to him, so he headed over to Sam's truck.

Sam rolled the window down and looked at Embry. "Get in, I'm driving you to school." He tells Embry, causing him to frown.

"I can walk."

"Embry." Sam looks at him with sharp eyes. "Get in the damn truck." Embry heaves a sigh before putting his muffin in his mouth in order for him to open the door. He bit the chunk of muffin off and put the muffin back in his hand as he got settled in the truck.

Sam drove back down the road and headed for the school. Embry simply eats his muffin and drinks his coffee in silence. "You look like hell." Sam says, causing Embry to shrug. "Were you drinking again?"

"Do you care?" Sam frowns and looks at Embry with a sad frown.

"Believe it or not, Em, I do." Embry ignores him and finishes off his muffin. "Look, Em, this isn't who you are. Getting drunk, staying out late, not caring about school, hurting yourself-

"I don't-

"Bullshit. You might be a fast healer, but we all see the signs, Embry." Embry frowns and without thinking, he rubs his forearm, which causing Sam's frown to deepen. "You're ruining your life, Embry."

"What life?" Embry spat out.

"Em-" Sam had pulled up to the school and as soon as he stopped Embry open the door.

"Thanks for the ride, Sam, but save the speech. I hear enough of it from my mother." He says before jumping out and closing the door. Embry walks off towards the building, not sparing Sam another glance.

Sam watches Embry go and leans his head back with a sigh. "I'm just trying to help, we all are." He mutters as he closes his eyes. "You don't make it easy." His phone rings, causing him to open his eyes and fish it out of his pocket. "Hello?"

"Did you drop Embry off?" Emily's voice asks from the other end.

"Yeah, I did."

"And? Did you two talk?"

"I don't get what you think would happen. Like always he blew me off."

"Well, you have to keep trying." Sam rolls his eyes as he pulls back out of the school.

"It's not that easy, Emily."

"I don't care if it's easy, Sam Uley. He's your brother whether you accept that or not. You have a responsibility to be there for him. He needs you."

"Emily, he doesn't want my help. He doesn't want anyone's help." Sam says, growing frustrated with having the same talk with his girlfriend every day.

"Sam, he's just a kid and he's going through a lot." Emily says in a more softer tone. "How would you feel if you found out your mother lied to you and you were part of an affair?"

"I know, Emily, I know. I get that, but Embry…" Sam frowns and shakes his head. "He wants to stay in the pool of self hatred. He doesn't want help. He just wants to suffer and be depressed."

"Sam, you can't be telling me you're giving up. He's your little brother, he needs someone-

"Well, clearly I'm not that person, Emily. If I was then he wouldn't have totally brushed me off six times."

"It has only been three, don't be over dramatic." Sam rolls his eyes.

"Emily, have Jake or Quil talk to him, they're his best friends."

"I tried, he won't talk to them about it. You know how he is, Sam. He doesn't want Jake and Quil worrying about him. He would never talk to them about it."

"And he'll talk to me?"

"Sam, someone needs to try. I'm scared that if someone doesn't get through to him soon…." Sam took a shaky breath at Emily's words.

"Em, Embry's not going to kill himself."

"How do you know? Self harming is only a step away from killing yourself. We all know he hates himself and wishes he was never born. What's to stop him from killing himself?" Sam couldn't hear another word of this. Whether Embry realizes it or not, Sam does care about him and he does love Embry. Sam could never live with himself if Embry was to kill himself.

"Emily, please can we just not talk about this." Sam begs, his voice shaking slightly as he spoke.

"I'm sorry, I just-

"I know. It's hard for Embry and I'm trying, I really am, but I don't think anyone can help him. You can't help someone who doesn't want help." Sam tells her as he pulls into their driveway.

Back at the school, Embry is busy stuffing his locker with the books he doesn't need for first period. "Hey, Em." Jake says as he goes and leans against the locker beside Embry. "Sam told us he was going to pick you up."

"He did." Embry says as Quil goes and stands on the other side of him.

"Did you two talk?" Quil asks hesitantly, not wanting to upset him.

"Yeah." Embry says.

"What was it about?" Jake asks as Embry shuts his locker.

"We're going to be late for class." He mutters as he turns and walks down the hallway, not waiting for them.

"You think he's okay?" Quil asks, earning a look from Jake.

"What do you think?" Jake asks with sarcasm as he heads off after him.

"Why is everyone in such a bad mood." Quil mumbles as he follows after them. "I wish things would be like they used to be."