Chapter 4

Kara's POV

I woke up this morning knowing exactly what I needed to do. I got out of bed around 8:30am, took a shower, and dressed in jeans and a long sleeve black shirt with a hood. I didn't bother putting on make-up because I didn't see the point.

At around 9:45am I walked out the door and started towards Sean's house. Like many things on the reservation, Sean's house is not very far from the Call's house.

When I get to Sean's house, I knocked and he answered the door. "Hey beautiful." he says to me, "What are you doin' here so early?"

"I wanted to talk to you." I say, trying to keep my voice strong. "Can I come in?"

"Of course."

I walk into the house and I immediately wish I had asked Embry to come with me. His father went fishing with some of the men from town, and his mother has already left for work. We are completely alone.

"So what did you wanna talk to me about?" he asks as he sits down on the couch. He motions for me to join him. I do, but I don't sit to close. I breathe in deeply, and answer his question.

"Listen Sean, I don't quite know how to say this."

"What is it baby? Just spit it out." he says.

"This… what we have… it's not working out. I, I can't be with someone like…"

"Someone like me?" he stands up form his place on the couch and is now yelling at me.

"Sean just listen to me for a minute!"

"Okay. I'm listening."

"What we have, it's not a good relationship." I'm trying to look him in the eye, but I just can't find the strength.

"I treat you good don't I? I'm there for you aren't I?" As soon as he said this, I could not hold in my anger at him anymore. I stand up from where I sit and look him straight in the face.

"You think you treat me good?" I pull up my shirt sleeve and show him the bruise he gave me. "Is this treating me right?" I yell at him.

"That wasn't my fault."

"You grabbed me." I say looking him in the eye, "I don't want to be with you anymore, Sean!"

"Come on, Kara. What's this really about, huh? I know it's not because of a couple a bruises." He's walking closer to me. The couch is behind me, so I can't back up. I'm trapped.

"I don't love Sean." I say looking down, "I could never love someone like you." As soon as I say this I regret it. I have unleashed the madness within Sean, and I'm going to have to endure what comes next.

"You can't love someone like me, huh?" I close my eyes and I feel the burn of the back of his hand on my face. Sean is strong, so this blow knocks me to the ground. But he doesn't let me stay on the ground long.

Sean grabs me by my arms and pins me against the wall. He slaps me again and again. I can feel my warm blood trickle down my face. "It's not just about the bruises is it Kara?" he says before he hits me again, "There's someone else isn't there?" I try to nod, but my face burns like fire.

"Oh so there is someone else." He says with a devilish smile on his face. "Who is it?" I don't answer him. "Is it Call? I guess since you live with him it makes things a little more covenant." When I don't answer he squeezes my arms and pushes me harder against the wall. I'm crying, and I just want him to stop, so I tell him the truth.

"It's Seth." is all I can get out of my mouth because my nose has started bleeding and it's trickling into my mouth.

"Clearwater!" he yells at me, "Wow Kara, I thought you could do a little better than him." he's laughing, and I take this as a window to get away, but I'm so mad at him for talking about Seth that way. I push Sean back from me and say,

"Don't you dare talk about him like that. He is sweet, and kind, and he's ten times the man you will ever be!" He grabs me by my hair, pulls me to the door, and pushes me out the door. I trip down the front porch steps and fall flat on my stomach.

"You'll regret this, Kara!" Sean shouts at me before he walks back into is house without a second glance.

I pull myself to my feet and start walking away. I want to get as far way from here as possible. I'm walking towards home when I realize something: what if Sean decides to come after me again? I can't go home. He knows that's where I'd go, and Mrs. Call is at work, and I don't know is Embry is at home.

So instead of going home, I go to the one place I know I'll be safe, somewhere I can get cleaned up ,and change cloths before I call Embry to come get me; for all I know Embry is already there. I'll go to the place where I have the pack to protect me.

I'll go the Emily's place.