Chapter Six

The pain I am feeling was is so immense. It is as if my skin was being torn from my flesh and someone was playing with my organs. Problems breathing, problems sleeping, problems eating; I felt that my organs were shutting down on me. I was in a downward spiral of loneliness, grief, anger, and denial.

It has been two months since Dante left, and I feel like I'm dying. Mom and Leah come every other day, to make sure I am fed and that my apartment is in correct order. I try to put on a brave face, but in all reality, some days I can't get out of bed. I shave once a week, I haven't cut my hair, and I probably look like death warmed over. I do brush my teeth though, that's a priority.

My sheets still smell faintly of Dante; sandalwood, mint, and freshly cut grass. Her smell permeates my lungs and I can feel my body shudder. I breathe in her smell and tears well up in my eyes.

If I had the energy, I would phase and go to Montana, but I feel so paralyzed.

There is a soft knock on my door and I mutter a groggy "come in."

It's Jake and he sits at the edge of my bed, "Seth, I know it hurts but you got to get your life back."

I eye him from my pillow and frown, "No you don't."

"No I don't know what?" Jake questions his forehead scrunching together.

"You don't know how much it hurts. Bella wasn't your imprint when she chose Edward, it's not even close," I grumble and turn back over.

"Seth, come on man, I need your help at the garage," Jake pleads and shakes my shoulder.

"Ask Quil," I retort and close my eyes.

I can hear Jake sigh and get up, slowly closing the door behind him. The rest of Jake's pack come and visits be day after day, they try to cheer me up and get me to come with them to different occasions. But, I can't. I can't do anything.

I feel so empty.

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The pack has stopped visiting and only Mom comes. It's been another month and I feel even worse, if that's even a possibility. Dante hasn't called, are you supposed to call friends? But then again, she never asked for my number and I never asked for hers.

There is an incessant knocking on my door and I stumble from my bed to get it. I open the door and lean against the door frame. I feel so tired, so unbelievably tired.

"You look like shit."

It's Dante, my eyes widen, "You're back."

"Uh yea, that's why I'm standing here you numskull. Your sister called, said that I needed to be your keeper or some horse shit like that. So, here I am," she grins and throws open the door bringing in her luggage, "I've got two more bags in my truck. Will you go get them?"

"Of course," I stutter and run down the flight of stairs to her truck. Living in two apartment duplex has its perks; I'm up the stairs and standing in front of Dante again in no time.

"Do you mind if I stay here? There is some tribal drama going on back home," she says and flops herself down into my couch.

"Yes, please stay," I smile. It's the first time I'm smiled in three months.

"What have you been doing with yourself these last three months, Seth? Hooking up with hot bitches?" Dante teases propping a throw pillow in her lap.

"I haven't touched anybody since you left," I state firmly touching her cheek; I can't believe she's here.

Dante laughs loudly, "I don't believe you."

"Believe me," I say taking her hands into mine, "I don't want anybody but you."

Dante laughs again and pushes me away, "I swear I thought I'd find some girl twisted in the sheets with you when I came back. You amaze me, Seth, always will."

I smile and I steal a kiss from her, "I'm glad I amaze you."

She blushes a real bright pink and smiles at me. She fidgets with her hands as I move closer to her. Gods, I love her so much.

"What kind of drama is going on back home?" I ask her as I weave my fingers through her silky hair. She leans into me and closes her eyes for a second, but opens them when I nudge her to answer my question.

She frowns a little bit but looks me sadly in the eyes, "The elders told me that my Dad was dead, but I found out from my friend Frank that he's not dead; just disappeared. They are trying to replace him on council, but some of my Dad's friends like Jazz and Frank are putting up a fight. It's a huge mess and I didn't want to be in the middle of it."

I nod and kiss her temple, "Everything will be resolved when your Dad gets back."

"I know," she smiles and puts her feet underneath my right leg, "You know, I've always wondered why you are so warm."

I chuckle, "Genetics, my sister has it too. We just have a higher temperature."

"It's pretty common in my tribe too, but only with some families, I've always wondered why I didn't get it," Dante says wiggling her toes underneath my leg.

It tickles, and I try to hold back a laugh; "It's better that you didn't. I'm hot all the time and it makes me miserable in the summer."

Dante smiles and scoots closer to me, "You're my personal heater then."

"I'll be whatever you want me to be Dante," I breathe against her lips.

"Good, because I need you," she half-whispers and smiles sexily.

I feel a tightening in my lower abdomen and the pulsating of my cock growing. I bring Dante into my lap, and her plush thighs straddle me. She feels likes she's gained some weight, which makes me moan in her mouth. She was sexy as hell before, but with some extra pounds she will be really filled out in all the perfect places. Both of my hands is twisted into her hair and she sighs when I leave her lips, I have to ask her something. I need to know if she wants to be with me.

"Do you want to be serious with me?" I rasp into her neck as she grinds into my pelvis.

"Right now? Hell yes," she responds nipping at my ear lobe.

"Yes that, but do you want to be serious with me? Like as more than friends?"

Dante stops her ministrations with a halt and looks me in eyes, "Seth, I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be your girlfriend."

I grin silly and squeeze her into a hug, "Thank the gods."

She laughs and kisses my lips, "Can we fuck now?"

"Of course," I groan as she moves her hips against mine.

I had almost forgotten what sex felt like, almost.

"Are you going to bite me?" she teases as she pulls my shirt off.

"Only if you want me too," I reply as she rakes her short finger nails over my nipples. I hiss and she kisses them both. Her tongue soothes my tender flesh.

"I want you too, just not so hard that I have to get stitches," she laughs pulling off her shirt. She has gained weight, her breasts spill over her bra and she's got a little collection of fat on her abdomen. She sees me eying her and says, "I have been eating my emotions."

"I think you look wonderful." I cup her breasts and massage them gently, "You can gain all the weight you want. I worship your body."

She moans and sighs as I take off the rest of her clothing and mine. We slowly rock together until I can't take it anymore and I pick up the pace. I nip at her neck and pound into her as she rides me. Stars are whizzing and flying behind my eyelids as I come.

She kisses my forehead as I lay back spent, I'm still inside of her and it feels so relaxing. I close my eyes and I can feel Dante's fingers wander around my chest. Then I hear a timid little voice, "Can we do it again?"

I smile till my face hurts, I'm so happy to have her back.

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AN: So… what did you guys think? It's a little bit shorter than the norm, but it just seemed the perfect length when I was writing it. Thank you all that reviewed last chapter and those who are following this story!