Hey sorry it's taken this chapter to so long; My Beta and I have been busy... But here it is any ways...Go read Auphora66's story she is my beta and her stories are really good so go read…
Disclaimer: I do not own Embry -he belongs to Stephanie Meyer
Madelynn's POV
Why does everyone have to be so beautiful in this place? My knuckles turned white as I made two fists; I could use one of those stress balls right about now.
I smiled a tight smile as I nodded to this Embry guy. The one plus about him is that he doesn't remind me of him at all. They were totally different in looks; Embry had black hair, while he had dark blonde, Embry had russet skin, while he had light skin, Embry was wearing a pair of cut-off sweat pants, while he wasn't into the ragged look. However, Embry was beautiful like him and I hated it. I hated it even more when I found it difficult to pry my eyes away from his sculpted chest and abdomen.
"Maddie, are you ok?" Carlisle asked, causing my eyes to settle onto his topaz colored eyes away from Embry Carlisle looked genuinely concerned about me.
"Yes, I'm fine." I said through clenched teeth. Irritation swirled in my body; I was getting really tired of seeing perfect people. Weren't there any average looking people anymore? That's the one thing that I really needed right now; someone average, normal.
"Well, the only thing left now is for you just to sign some papers and then you can leave," he said, catching on that I wasn't in the best of moods and that it was probably a good idea to send me home.
I sighed in relief. I just wanted to get out of here. "Let's just get these papers signed so I can get out of this place."
After signing all of the papers, which were only a couple, I was finally able to leave the hospital. I got excited that I was finally leaving, and then I remembered who had to take me home. My euphoria disappeared quickly; it was as if happiness was an imaginary emotion. A frowned appeared on my face as Embry and I started crossing the parking lot.
"Maddie, what's wrong?" a low husky voice asked. My head snapped up at the sound of his voice and looked at him.
"N-nothing." I just barely stuttered out. I mentally kicked myself, what's wrong with me? God, I couldn't even talk straight. I pursed my lips when I found that my heart was reacting much more than it should; I could hear its rhythm in my ear. It was much too fast, and much too uneven. I started walking faster, but Embry with his long strides easily kept up. In my haste, I had forgotten that I didn't even know which car I was supposed to be searching for. Suddenly, Embry's hot hand was wrapped around my upper arm, pulling me to an instant stop. I shivered at his touch and felt heat pooling to my cheeks.
"It's right here," he said in an even voice, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
I looked over to see a Volkswagen; it was white and it looked good. I had no idea what year it was though; cars weren't my thing. An issue clicked in my head; would Embry even be able to fit in the car? And if he did, was there enough room for me? I glanced at Embry; his mass was pretty big. Nevertheless, he looked like he was capable of bending the car in whatever way to accommodate him. I pushed aside my doubt, seeing that there was no other option. I was about to take a step towards the vehicle -I was eager to get home and escape the rollercoaster of emotions that I was feeling- but found that I couldn't move; there was a hot snare around my arm. I cleared my throat meaningfully.
Embry got the gist and let go of me quickly.
I strode over to the passenger side. Embry then surprised me with an act of chivalry; he opened the door for me. A sharp pain went through my chest. Yeah, I knew it was just friendly gesture, but Embry was the first to do such a gesture; it hurt. I mumbled a quiet thanks, and got inside.
He replied with a simple nod, closing the door behind me.
I kept reminding myself breath in and breathe out; it was strangely easy to forget to breathe in Embry's presence. After a couple of deep breaths, the pain in my chest had died down. Embry got in the car -he just barely fit- and started it. I looked out of the window as he slowly pulled out of the hospital parking lot.
"So where do you live?" he asked after we pulled out of the parking lot, his tone was light.
I told him where I lived real fast; wanting to get home just as quickly.
"I know where that house is. It's actually close to my friend's, Jared's, girlfriend's house. Her name is Kim."
I smiled a weak smile to show him that I was listening to him. It fell silent for a couple minutes and I felt grateful for it, but the silence didn't last any longer than those couple minutes.
"So, um, maybe you should call your parents to tell them that you are alright and that you are on your way home?"
"No." I said angrily as I turned and glared out the window. Anger was building up in my chest; there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I hated being reminded of my parents' existence.
"Won't they be worried since they haven't heard from you?" he asked curiously, his brows knitting together in confusion.
I laughed a bitter laugh. "Why would they" I spat, "be worried about me?"
"They're your parents they love you unconditionally." Embry said, as if it was obvious.
"Just drop it. This is none of your business so just leave me alone." I said acidly, as I sat there I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw his whole body slumped over like someone just knocked the air out of him. Guilt tore at my insides -something that irritated me. Although I knew he didn't know my situation, a fact that was the source of my guilt, I wasn't going to explain it to him. I'd rather cut my tongue out. And I wasn't going to apologize; he shouldn't have pried in the first place. I pursed my lips; it hurt seeing Embry hunched like that. It was as if he was falling to pieces in front of my eyes, trying to hold himself together. I tore my eyes away from him; I didn't want to see him in pain.
Nothing more was said. He turned onto a road and then finally pulled up a small driveway. The house was small with faded with the yellow paint flaking off. I was going to have to get someone to repaint it. I then remembered that I had a hospital bill and directed my thoughts towards the supplies of what I would need to paint the exterior myself. Relief flooded into me, whether or not this house needed painting, it was where I was going to live. I hastily unbuckled my seatbelt.
"Thanks for the ride, Embry." I said quickly, opening the car door and sliding out of the Volkswagen. I shut the door and jogged towards the front door. I pulled the keys out of my pocket and unlocked it, stepping inside.
"A new house for a new life without you, Adam." I whispered as a single tear slid down my cheek as I closed the door.
Embry's POV
I watched her walk into the house and close the door before I went on my way over to Sam and Emily's place. I couldn't believe I had imprinted on this beautiful girl…only to have her, without a doubt, hate me. If I told her what I really was, she would probably hate me even more and think that I was a monster. My frame began to shake and heat was running the length of my spine, my anger getting the best of me. I wanted her to accept me, but that was a happening beyond my reach. I took a deep breath, calm down Embry. Jake will kill you if you mess up his car. The thoughts were futile; they did nothing to calm me down.
I was spiraling down into despair, how the hell was I supposed to live on without Maddie? The image of her dark brown eyes and her full lips popped into my mind. The vibrations died down and the heat faded. The corner of my mouth turned up. Yeah, she could hate me, but just thinking of her pretty face calmed me down. Although thinking of her did nothing to relieve my heartbreak.
The drive to Sam and Emily's didn't take long, or at least it didn't feel like it. Because before I knew it, I was pulling into their driveway. I guess I had been on autopilot. I got out of the Rabbit and entered the small kitchen. My brothers -and sister- all stopped and looked at me. I averted my eyes, preferring not to make eye contact.
Emily stopped stirring whatever was on the stovetop and walked up to me. Her face was full of concern. The sight of her scars reminded me of what could happen to Maddie. I looked away from her, my throat feeling tight. Hurting Maddie would be so much worse than having her just hate me, I'd die.
I felt Emily's arms wrap around my waist in a comforting hug. "I heard." Emily said simply. She then pulled away. "How is she?"
I stared at the counter past Emily's shoulder, struggling to find my voice. "She hates me," my voice sounded alien; it was too quiet, too sad. Saying it aloud knocked the air out of me. Pain ripped at my chest, leaving a hollow space in its wake. I felt my body slump over; it was gravity had increased, weight pushing down on me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jake get up out of his chair. He came over and put an arm around my shoulder; the crook of his arm sat on the back of my neck. He led me towards the living room and had me take a seat on the couch. If the reason for having me sit down was to tell them everything that had happened, then they were in for a let down. I didn't want to talk about it. I didn't want to relive the words that had come out of her mouth; the ones that tore their way into my core and caused an explosion.
In my peripheral vision, I saw the rest of my brothers -and sister- and Emily enter the room. They took their usual spots. Quil sat down on my right and Jacob stood at my left. I stared down at my hands. I don't know why they thought I was willing to talk. They were going to be disappointed when they got my vague answers -if any.
"So, what's her name" Jake asked. I felt a tiny wave of relief; they just wanted the basics. I could probably handle the basics; they shouldn't kill me.
"Her name is Madelynn, but she likes to be called Maddie." I said with a small smile playing on my lips. I loved saying her name; it was like oxygen after being suffocated.
"Madelynn is a beautiful name." Emily complimented with a big smile on her face.
I could sense the next question that was going to come but I wasn't sure who would be the one to ask it.
"Embry." Quill said getting my attention, "What does she look like?"
My smile grew bigger. I didn't mind replaying her image in my mind. It was almost scary how I had memorized her face in such a short period of time.
"She must be hot, with that look that's on his face." Brady commented with a laugh.
I growled in his direction, which got him to shut up real fast.
"That's enough." Sam ordered. At the sound of his voice, we instinctively straightened up. "This isn't the time for that." Sam then nodded at me, silently telling me to answer the question.
"She has dark brown hair, and dark brown eyes, tanned skin, she's slim…" I gave only a few more details and then I stopped. They would see her for themselves when we went on patrol. No need to embarrass myself now.
"But really, Embry how is she?" Sam's voice was filled with concern. I knew he was talking about the car accident.
"She just has minor scraps and bruises -nothing major. Well at least that's what the leech said."
They all nodded in understanding.
"But why did you say she hated you?" Seth asked. My breath caught in my throat and my stomach churned. My body slumped over again; the weight was back, crushing me. I heard a stifled laugh; I looked up and growled over at Leah.
"Enough!" Sam order to both of us.
I pretended not to hear Seth's question, and turned to look at Jared. "Hey Jared, I was um, wondering if you could talk to Kim and get her to go over to Maddie's. To see how she is, and you know, get to know her and stuff."
"Of course, I'll go and ask her, but where does Maddie live?"
"She lives a couple houses down from Kim actually."
"Sure thing," said Jared. "Do you want me to call Kim now?" he asked, a grin on his face. He would take any opportunity to talk to Kim. And why not? She was his imprint. I knew that if Maddie actually liked me, I would gladly find an excuse to call her -another stab to the heart.
I may never get her number.
I then suddenly remembered her physical therapy. Hope soared up; I would at least get to see her again. Get to know her a little better; have the chance to build a friendship. Friendship was okay.
"Yeah, that'd be great if you could call Kim." I said, a small smile on my face. Maddie was going to make a friend. Kim would make a good friend for her; she was soft-spoken, patient, and understanding.
Jared practically teleported from the room -he was just that quick.
Who would have thought imprinting enhanced you abilities? Heck, they weren't just abilities anymore. They were like superpowers. Imprinting gave you superpowers.