Okay so still no reviews but that's okay I guess. I just wanna know what y'all think of it so far. It had a rough start because I had no idea where I was going with it but it should start flowing here now. Alright, here's chapter 3.
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I'd been in La Push for 3 weeks now. Paul was more than happy to let me stay with him for a little, and I was glad to actually be able to see the floors. I had devoted an entire day to cleaning his place along with Kim, Clair and Emily. They were good company and Kim never asked any questions about having to stitch me up, no one did. It had healed up nicely, but I have a scar there from it. Paul and I had talked about everything. We established that I was going to stay here in La Push in case Derrek came looking for me, they wanted to protect me. I had grown to know the "pack," that's what they were referred as, which I still don't get why, but I didn't ask. They were all really nice and basically big teddy bears, except for Embry. I don't know what's going on with him but he stared at me every time he saw he and always got pissed whenever me and Paul held hands or hugged or anything. They all know how Paul and I basically brother and sister so I don't know why he gets so mad.
In a wrap up, I'm actually happy. I am genuinely happy for this first time in a while and I don't plan on that changing.
"ABBYYYYYYYYYYY!" Oh dear God. If that is Leah waking me up one more time I'm gonna kill her.
It was Leah.
"Why the hell do you insist on waking me up every morning at 8 am?" I glared at her smiling face. For the past week she's been here waking me up with something different to do every morning at exactly 8 am.
"We're going job hunting today! Get up!" She grabbed me by my arms and pulled me up. Surprisingly she hadn't woken Paul up yet. He was still passed out next to me. Yes, me and Paul share a bed. We're figuring that out later, when I have money. But for now, as long as he doesn't mind, neither do I. We grew up having sleepovers all the time, this doesn't mean any different.
I took a shower and changed into light wash skinny jeans and a white and black stripped shirt and brown combat boots. I dried my hair and put it in a messy bun, grabbed my glasses, yellow scarf and army green jacket and we left. I had spent the rest of my money on buy clothes and a cell phone for myself since I left everything I owned back in California. Now, I needed a job, very badly.
"So basically I already got you a job," Leah stated in the car.
"Uh what?"
"Well, you know how mom owns Sue's Diner..."
"Obviously, it's named after her," I interrupted, she glared.
"Okay well she said she was thinking of hiring some extra help. Ya know to waitress, be a cashier, stuff like that. So I immediately said you were looking and she said as long as you want the job, will be there on time and are a hard worker, then you can have it. But you have to go in and interview with her," Leal explained as we pulled in. I nodded along and agreed. It sounded perfect actually.
"How soon can you start?" Sue asked with a little desperation in her voice.
"Uh, whenever you need me to."
"Great! How's tomorrow? Be here at ten!"
"That'll be perfect!" I walked back over to the table Leah was sitting at, she congratulated me and finished her meal.
"Leah you eat so much. How is that possible?"
"I'm a growing girl, Abs. Gotta keep it up somehow."
"You're 23, you're definitely done growing," She laughed and put some money on the table and stood up. "Come on, we're going to Em's."
The guys were all playing video games and all us girls were either cooking or sitting at the table talking.
"QUIL. GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND TALK TO ME." Our heads shot up and everyone went silent as we heard an apparently pissed of Clair yell.
"NO. ALL YOU DO IS YELL AND I'M NOT LISTENING TO IT ANYMORE," Quil yelled back.
"EXCUSE ME? WHERE DO YOU GET OF TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT? HUH? I AM YOUR IMPRINT, YOUR SOULMATE, AND YOU THINK YOU CAN YELL AT ME LIKE THAT?" Imprint? What is that?
"Hey what's an imprint?" I whispered to the girls.
"Uh..." Emily said.
"Erm..." Kim said.
"Paul what's an imprint?" The girls weren't gonna answer. Everyone looked at me with big eyes and just stared.
"Well uh...Abs...uh...it's-" Paul stumbled over his words.
"It's someones soulmate. Just another term for soulmate," Embry rushed out.
"Oh. Okay. Cool." I nodded. There was definitely something they weren't telling me. I went back to cutting walnuts and talking to Emily. The fight outside seemed to have cooled down enough that they weren't yelling anymore.
"I wonder what that was about," Kim mumbled. Emily and I shrugged and kept cooking.
Leah had just sat back down at the table when there was a knock at the door.
"Abby...come here," Jared said peeking into the kitchen, a worried look on his face. Oh God. It's Derrek. I know it is. My heart started beating and tears filled my eyes, I looked over at Paul and he stared at the door with huge eyes, along with all the other guys.
I stood up from the table and rounded the corner. Standing there at the door were two policemen, behind them were Quil and Clair staring wide-eyed.
The first stepped forward and said, "Abigail Davis, you're under arrest for the murder of Derrek Lowell."
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I never said his last name until now, but Derrek Lowell is Abigail's ex-fiancée, now dead fiancée, whoops. Alright in order to get your fourth chapter, I need at least two reviews please!
