I woke up, disorientated, dizzy and wondering why I was so comfortable. The last images that passed through my mind were of Kim's car. She was driving away, leaving me behind. Why had she done that? Why?

Realisation hit me like a battering ram. She didn't love me. She didn't want me. The pain in my chest was constricting my lungs. I couldn't breathe. The only movement I could make was to move my legs up to my chest, and hold them there.

I don't know how long I stayed curled up in a tight ball. But after a while I could wipe away the tears from my cheeks, and roll over to see exactly where I was.

I was on Sam's tiny couch in his front room. I peered over the armrest and saw Sam and Paul looking at me with concern. I sighed. I had my family, my brothers, but they meant nothing without Kim. She was my first priority, the most important thing in my world. Compared to her my family and everything else was irrelevant.

"Jared…" Paul spoke hesitantly. I turned away back into my protective ball. I could hear Paul and Sam whispering. They didn't want me to hear, but they shouldn't have bothered. I wasn't listening anyway. I didn't want to. I wanted to be left alone to have another sob fest. I wasn't the kind of guy who would normally cry, but having your heart broken really takes it out of you. If this wasn't a good reason to cry, nothing is.

"Jared…" Paul spoke again. "I'm going to school, if you feel like coming you can." I ignored him, and heard him leave.

Just me, and Sam were left in the room. I wanted him to leave me alone. I was about to turn and tell him to leave, when he spoke first…

"What are you going to do?" I couldn't believe his question. The love of my life, the only girl I would ever want that way, was gone. She didn't want me back. She was out of my life completely. Gone. Forever.

"Look, Jared I know exactly how you feel. You feel like your entire life's' over, like you have no reason for living. Get a grip, man. You have to go after her."

In less then a second I was on my feet. Yelling right in Sam's face.

"Go after her? Do you have any idea what she said to me? Do you not think that if I could go after her I would have? I can't go after her Sam!"

My breathing was heavy and I my mind was fighting for control over my shaking body. I was using all my concentration not to attack Sam.

His eyes moved over me critically. I dug my nails deeper into my palms.

Suddenly he seemed to realise something.

"Jared, what exactly did she say to you down at the beach?"

I glanced up, had I not told him?

"To leave her alone."

I saw the sympathy appear in his eyes. He understood. Sam had imprinted on Emily, and he knew, even if no one else did. He knew how I felt. Knew how I would do anything Kim asked of me, even if it meant me being miserable for the rest of my life.

"Jared, I understand how you feel man, I really do, it's exactly what happened to me."

I turned and glared at Sam, he didn't know how I felt. This had never happened to him. Emily had accepted him without any doubt of what he was, and how he felt about her. Hadn't she?

He saw the look of confusion in my eyes and smiled sadly.

"Sit down man."

I slumped into the tiny couch and leaned back closing my eyes.

"When I first imprinted on Emily, she didn't talk to me for a week." My eyes snapped open. How did he bear it?

He grinned, pleased that he had caught my attention.

"Why?" My voice cracked.

"She thought I was crazy." Sam shrugged. "You couldn't blame her, I blurted out the truth to her almost as soon as I first laid eyes on her."

"Wait… no you didn't. I've seen it in your thoughts. She believed you. You'd hurt her and she believed you. She had to, she'd seen you phase."

I saw the anguish in Sam's eyes. He hated himself or what he had done to Emily.

"Yeah, I guess I never thought about how I originally tried to tell Emily what I was. I was dating Leah at the time. Emily came over to visit, I saw her and fell in love."

Sam smiled slightly at the memory.

"I can never forget the moment I first saw her…" Sam trailed off. I allowed him 10 seconds to reflect on his thoughts, before my impatience got the better of me. I was so eager to know if Sam had made as big a mess as I just did?

I cleared my throat loudly. He looked up as if only just remembering I was there, blushing slightly.

"So yeah… I asked her if I could talk to her privately, she was confused but came with me. I tried to explain to her what I was, and how I felt about her. She screamed at me that I was dating her cousin. I told her that she didn't matter to me anymore. Emily was appalled, and pretty much hated me."

I was shocked at what I had learnt. I hadn't screwed things up worse then he had. That was a small comfort. No wonder Sam had never shown me these memories. They must be so painful for him to talk to me about. Still, that didn't stop me from making a mental note to ask him about it while we were both in wolf form.

"Emily wanted me to stay away from her, but I followed her anyway. Jared, you need to go after her."

"But… she wanted me to stay away." I had no idea how I would act against her wishes.

Sam looked at me like I was stupid.

"Look, I know she said stay away, but she didn't mean it."

I had just passed the state of been Slightly Confused into Total Confusion.

"Why would she say that if she didn't mean it."

Sam rolled his eyes at me.

"Because she was freaked out, jees, can't you understand what she must have been thinking? Paul told me what you two were like in the car. According to him you both looked like you were "gagging for it" his words not mine." Sam laughed quietly, and I felt my face turning red.

I leaned forwards at put my head in my hands.

"What do I do Sam?"

He must have heard the desperate tone in my voice.

"It'll all turn out fine, you watch." I looked up into his understanding face and nodded. I sighed.

"What time is it? Will I make it to first period?"

Sam glanced at the clock on the kitchen counter.

"If we hurry."

"We?"

"Yup, you're car isn't back from the garage yet, I'm gonna drive you. And I want to know how this all works out."

I grabbed my rucksack from the floor and ran flat out to the car parked outside. I threw myself in the back seat and Sam jumped in the front. I was bouncing in anticipation. I needed to see Kim's face. What if she was hurt? What if her car had crashed on her way home from the beach? Her eyes had been filling up with tears, what if they had blinded her? I was about to ask Sam if he had seen anything on his way home from the beach, when I remembered there was something he hadn't told me.

"How did you know I was at the beach?"

Sam looked at me in the rear-view mirror.

"Me, and Paul were waiting for you in my front room and we saw Kim drive past without you. We figured you must have told her everything about us and went to find you."

I waited for the rest of his answer, but it didn't sound like it was coming.

"And?"

"Well me, and Paul decided you are a bit of a hopeless romantic, and decided one of the most likely places you would have taken her would have been the beach."

"A hopeless romantic?" I scoffed.

"Again, Paul's words, not mine."

I growled under my breath and glared out of the window. Why were we taking so long?

After what seemed like a lifetime, we arrived at the school.

"Thanks man" I blurted out before sprinting into the school building. The corridors were almost empty. I ran through the corridors and up on flight of stairs, until I reached my classroom, which I burst into without knocking.

There were snickers coming from people in the room, but I ignored them, my eyes didn't even see them. They slid straight past looking for the one person in the entire world that I had eyes for.

I did a double take when I saw her empty chair. My eyes quickly scanned the classroom, had she moved seats? No she wasn't in the room at all. Had she switched classes?

I turned to Mr Hanson who was glaring at me. Obviously expecting me to apologise.

"Where's Kim?" were the only two words out of my mouth.

"I think the correct words you're looking for are, sorry sir" he spread his arms out a bit wider, trying to make himself look bigger.

I felt like hitting him. My body started to shake, Kim was the most important thing in the world, and he was deliberately stopping me from finding her.

Calm down. I told myself. Do it for Kim. To that my body responded, and my shaking stopped.

"Where's Kim?" I repeated.

The teacher gave me a look of loathing. No doubt, he thought I was a troublemaker. I could almost see the cogs turning in his brain. He could tell from my tone of voice, that finding Kim was important to me, and if I was any other student there was no way he would give me the information I needed to know. But I was well over six feet tall, and I'm sure he didn't want to know what would happen to his face if it came into contact with my fist. I flexed my muscles slightly, as if to illustrate a point, and he got the message.

"She's ill."

I nodded, before turning and walking straight back out of the classroom.

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