A/N: Guys I'm SO SO SO sorry it took me this long to update. I've just ben so busy with spring break and then I was in a wedding and all kinds of stuff. I slready had this written on paper, so it wa sreally broing to write it again, but here you go.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, but I can dream.

Also: Just to make sure you guys know Sassy and Zoë are the same person. Sassy is Zoë's drug dealer name.

And: I know wronger is not a word, I just felt like using it. So, this is going to be one of the few chapters in Ashley's p.o.v., but you need it to fully understand. I also recommend that you read Ounce Upon A Time, which is where this origionally cam from.

Chapter 3: You Never Really Loved Me

(Ashley's p.o.v.)

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."

-Neil Gaiman

We were sitting on First Beach making out. Yes, I Ashley Coldwell had made it this far with Seth Clearwater, but apparently I hadn't made it far enough to meet his family.

He had met mine, kind of. He had met Zoë, Benji, Dakotah, and Corvin when I had broken his nose a month ago. He had also met Kyle, my little brother who was fifteen and deaf, on our second date.

[Flashback]

"Hey Seth, I'll be just a minute. Let me go get my purse," I said blushing a little at my own forgetfulness.

"Oh, okay. I'll just wait down here." He said it with a smile that made me swoon for him even more, if that were possible.

I went, and got it. I walked out of the room I shared with Sassy, or Zoë, and I ran smack into our youngest addition of the Burrow, Hannah.

"You better come quick," she whispered to me and I took of running after her. It wasn't hard to run because I was just wearing jeans and a blouse because we were going to the movies this time.

When I got down the stairs I was met with an interesting sight. I honestly wasn't sure whether to be pissed off or amused.

There was Kyle, standing there gesturing wildly at Seth in sign language while Seth stood there with a mixed expression of WTF, what is wrong with this kid, and Oh my God! I'm gonna pee my pants.

I ran over to the two, breaking them up. It hadn't gone over well when I told him I was dating Seth after he had hurt me. Of course I couldn't tell anyone about the whole story, it wasn't anyone else's business anyway.

I walked over to break it up signing to my brother 'What the hell is your problem?'

He looked at me ashamed, then turned and signed resentfully at Seth 'Dumb bastard!' Then he walked away.

Seth turned to look at me, "So do you want to go?" I looked at him, turning to see my brother glaring from his room in the dark.

I nodded, "You know he's deaf, and he just called you a bastard in sign language. You'll just have to excuse him. He's really lost, he needs a father figure in his life."

Seth nodded, "It's okay. You should meet my sister." As he said that, that dreamy hopeless romantic part of me, the part that didn't have anything to do with reality thought about how great of a father figure he would make.

"Why? What about your sister?" I asked, honestly curious. What was wrong with his sister?

"Oh, um she's a werewolf," said Seth, "or ex-werewolf. She can be super moody!"

I turned to him in surprise, "Okay two questions."

"Shoot."

"Um, well I thought only guys were werewolves."

"Nope there's two," said Seth with a small smile, his 'Seth Smile', "Leah, that's my sister, and Melanie who's really sweet, but all the same don't mess with her."

I nodded then asked my next question, "So um is all this you know 'wolf stuff'… is it supposed to be kept secret?"

"Well, actually yeah it is. I know I've been doing a pretty shity job of that lately, but don't like go around advertising it or anything. You know?" He said with a smile as he opened up the car door for me.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." I said which was followed by a semi-awkward silence.

"So, movies?" he asked starting the car.

"Movies," I agreed with a nod.

We broke apart for air, and I blushed as a disapproving mother shot me a glare and covered up her son's eyes.

Seth, on the other hand, laughed a little. I turned to him and smacked his shoulder, "That's not funny!"

"Yeah, um it sort of is…." he trailed off, "And besides it's fall. I didn't think that that many people would be here. Not kids at least."

"Yeah, um okay. Is there a more private place?" I asked him wanting desperately to pick up where we left off.

"Yeah, well we need to go to a more private place anyways," he said, "I need to discuss something with you."

I don't know why Seth looked so tense, but he did. He took my hand, and led me up a trail to a cliff.

"So you know I imprinted on you right?" he asked as we sat down on the edge of a one of the shorter cliffs.

"Yeah," I answered. What was there to further discuss about imprinting. We were soul mates, the end, right?

"Well, um Jacob, that's my Alpha, says I should explain what imprinting is to you," said Seth with a big gulp, wringing his hands a little.

"What is there to explain? We're soul mates, right?" I asked leaning into his warmness. That was one of my favorite parts of him, that and his eyes.

"Well, yeah. You're my soul mate. If I had never gone to summer school, and looked into your eyes we wouldn't be here right now."

Then, the reality of it all came crashing down on me. He didn't really love me, he was forced to by some super natural power.

"So you never really loved me?" I asked him in disbelief, but knowing it was the truth, "You would never have been spying on me. We wouldn't have been together if it weren't for some, some supernatural force?"

"No, no! I just needed that extra push to-" he tried to explain, but I cut him off.

"Save it you son of a bitch! I trusted you, I loved you!" I yelled then sadly I whispered, "But you, you never loved me the way I loved you. Seth, I, I can't even look at you. Break the imprint. Take it back."

"Ash," he started, but I snapped, "Don't you dare call me that!" Ash was his nickname for me.

I had never seen so much hurt in one person's eyes, except maybe my own. But that was a long time ago…

He started over with a painful sounding breath, "Look. Ashley. I can't break an imprint. No one has come up with a way, and I'm 99.9% sure that no one ever will. My sister wouldn't be the way she was if there was such a thing as breaking an imprint for God's sake! I can't take back an imprint! I didn't decide on it in the first place! Someone else in some fucked up cosmic universe did! So deal with it!"

"Seth Clearwater, I only have to words for you." Then counting them in my fingers I said, "Fuck and you." With that I turned around, running down the path back to the parking lot, never feeling so hurt or betrayed in all my life.

I was glad I had decided to meet him at the beach and bring my own car. I really was in no shape to walk home now, and there was no way in hell that I would have poked him with a ten foot pole, let alone sit within a few inches of him.

I cranked up the car, and of course the song had to come on. Yeah, the song, that song. Our song, mine and Seth's.

For the first time in a while I just cried. I let the tears flow freely down my face, hoping he wouldn't come to find me. But I still love him.

Then, I was filled with rage. Why had he done this to me? Why had I been so stupid? Why did I take him back in the first place? Why, why, why was I so idiotic? Did I really believe that after the first time he broke my heart that he wouldn't again? Maybe he had stood me up on purpose. Maybe he had been using me, maybe my older brother was right. Damn, I so, so stupid! But all the same deep, deep down there was a part of me that still loved him…somewhere deep, deep down.

(Seth's p.o.v.)

What was wrong with me? Why, why, why had I said that. I could barely breath. She didn't love me, and she thought I didn't love her. But she couldn't be wronger.

I loved her so, so much it hurt. It hurt worse than how much I was hurting by her. She was my forever, my future. Without her I wasn't Seth. I was just….a sandy colored blue eyed wolf.

I phased, taking off. I knew I did this way too often. I knew I couldn't run from my problems; my sister had proved that. But you could leave them for a while. Maybe a few weeks. Maybe…I just don't know. There really was no point in going back without her being there. I just….damn I had screwed up…

(Ashley's p.o.v.)

I drove home in tears, not giving a damn if it was safe to drive when you could barely see or not.

When I got home I walked up the steps. My brother was sitting in the porch, great! That's just fricking' great!

'What's wrong?' he signed with concern in his big green eyes, one of the only ways you could tell we were related.

'Nothing. Be a good kid and mind your own goddamn business,' I signed back with a frown.

I walked in the house, slamming the door behind me. I was greeted immediately by my best friend.

"Sup?" asked Sassy exhaling smoke. I coughed a little at the smell. I hadn't smoked anything, except my standard cigarettes, in a while.

"Nothing," I said not wanting to tell her a damn thing. Thank God my brother stayed outside, best he just think it was PMS for now. I didn't want to tell him what it really was. I didn't like to put people under stress.

"Well, I see you're not going to tell me…so um Zach sent you some mail. Wanna open it?" said Zoë coming around the corner of the counter, and going through the mail; pulling out a pale yellow envelope.

Oh God, why now? Zach was my brother who lived overseas. He was in the army about to fight a war.

I nodded, taking the letter upstairs to my room to read it.

Once in my room I sat down my keys and took off my purple jacket. I pushed all thoughts of Seth out of my head; I couldn't deal with that shit right now. I wanted to read the letter from my brother, but at the same time I didn't.

After five minutes of just staring at it I finally opened it. I had always been terrible at opening up envelopes.

Hey Ace,

[He always did call me Ace] What's up. Everything's…eh okay here. But nothing dire is happening. The food tastes like shit, the usual. Make sure Kyle gets his letter, and write me back about Constance Hayes. So down to business; I won't be back home for another three months. I know that I was supposed to be home next week, but there's been a change of plans. I'm sorry. Remember your big brother loves you.

Love You Always Lil' Sis,

Zachary Coldwhell

I closed my eyes painfully. No wonder Kyle had been sitting on the front porch acting like that. You may be asking; acting like what?

But Kyle always goes and sits on the front porch and thinks. Everything is always quiet, because well of course he's deaf, but he told me it helps clear his mind.

My brother wouldn't be coming home for three more months, possibly more. On top of that Seth and I had broken up. Damn, life just wasn't fair…