Author's Note: All of you deserve an ending, it's a little rushed, unedited and maybe not what you hoped for, but it's an ending; so, enjoy :)
I don't own anything but my plot and OC's.
Chapter 6
I was sitting beside Paul around the very large dining room table at Emily's where everyone else sat as well, including Carly. This became more of a tradition then anything, every Sunday we would gather and eat dinner. It felt like one large family and I was okay with it, I was okay with a lot of things lately, as long as Paul was there with me.
We chatted, all of us together throughout dinner and until afterwards when Paul asked me, "Can we take a walk? There's something I want to tell you."
I smiled and nodded even though everyone stopped talking and tension became thick. I don't know what was with everyone's strange behaviour, we were just going for a walk, weren't we? I got up out of my chair and followed him out of Sam and Emily's, until we were in the same spot as Carly and I, not three weeks ago.
I looked up at him as he looked down at me and that's when I noticed how nervous he seemed. He took my hands in his burning hot ones and that's when I became a little nervous and scared, and even more so confused.
"Are you alright Paul?" I asked concerned.
He didn't answer my question and only asked his own, "Do you remember the old tribe stories that Billy Black told at the bonfire last night?"
"Yeah…"
"Well there not stories. I can turn into a wolf and so can the other guys plus Leah and minus Lucas."
I stared into his deep brown eyes looking for any hint of deception but found none so I said, "Prove it."
He backed away from me, his warm hands leaving mine and was hidden behind the trees and bush. I had to wait only a few minutes before a large, horse sized grey/silver wolf appeared, walking slowly towards me. I subconsciously took a step back and the wolf stopped walking forward as I felt fear creep into me.
"Alright, I believe you just, could you stop?"
I was feeling scared and threatened, I just wanted to run away but I knew I couldn't, I couldn't do that to Paul so I waited. The wolf or Paul walked back into the bush and he re-merged in his human form. He walked closer to me but I mirrored the gesture and took a step back.
"Why did you tell me? Why did I need to know this?" I ask as nervousness floods into me, mixed with fear and uncertainty.
"There's this thing called imprinting, it's where a wolf find their soul mate and with one look they know. They'll be whatever they need, do whatever they want, a friend, a protector, or a lover. Seth imprinted on Carly, Quill on Claire, Leah on Lucas, Embry on Micha, Jacob on Nessie, Sam on Emily, and now me on you. I imprinted on you, and I can never live without you. You're my soul mate." He answered.
It felt like I couldn't breath as those words bounced around and around in my head, 'I imprinted on you, and I can never live without you. You're my soul mate.' Never live without me? But I – And, I, I, just…
"No." I say quietly more to myself then louder as I look up at him and shake my head no, "NO." I then took steps back as he mimicked them before I turned around and rant o my car, fumbling for my keys before pulling them out. I got to my car on the driver's side and opened it but a large hand slammed it back. I let out a small yelp and felt his hot breath on my neck.
"Don't leave." He said sounding hurt and desperate.
"This can't, I can't – My god, is this so screwed up." I say. "I need to go, I need to leave."
"No don't."
It turn from my car so I'm facing him, his face only inches away from mine when he starts to lean in ever so slightly until…
"NO!" I say loudly and attempt to push him away which doesn't work so instead I duck under his arm, taking five steps back. "No. You should never have met me and I should have never come because this, whatever this is will NEVER WORK! I AM GOING TO BE GONE FOR GODS SAKE! I can't I can't…"
I trail off as a large migraine forms and the door to Emily's behind me opens and closes. I feel arms go around me and I know them to be Carly's.
"Calm down Serena, I know" – She started before I cut her off.
"No, you don't! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?"
"This could be a good thing." She reasoned.
"No, it can't. How could you..? How…" I trailed off as the emotions came too much and tears poured down my face. Both Carly and Paul reached out for me but I took a step back. "I'm fucking dying, no I'm going to die and now, now…"
I looked up to see Paul's face which was something I never see again, he looked defeated. I walked slowly away from Carly and towards Paul but me only looked into his eyes before turning to my car and getting in. I got out of the gravely driveway and turned onto the road, not sure if I'd ever return.
I stare up at the white washed ceiling with a sense of dread as new tears wash over the already dried ones. I hold back a sob, then a hiccup and finally the release of more of these horrible reminders of pain and heartache. My head is throbbing, a whole new kind of torture and pain that I have no energy to even think of. What I want is to clutch my head and curl up in a ball in agony but I can't. I want to reach out to the water on the small table beside my bed and gulp it down greedily to take away my raspy throat. I want so desperately to do something, anything, but I can't.
Yell, scream, anything but it's like I'm stuck in the silence until death steals me away. I want to call out, yell his name over and over again until he answers, crawling over to my bedside. I want to hold him and say, 'sorry', and tell him I was wrong to act the way I did. I just want to scream out, 'I love you, I love you' and I want to go back, back to the way things were before, forever.
I want to wait forever for him and I want, I need the strength to hold on from him and from myself. But I feel it slip away, more and more, and this pain is everywhere. My heart, my soul, my mind, and my body. An ache everywhere for his burning touch, a pain from the death inside me that thrives and is ready, about to take me, and finally the agony of…
"Serena." I hear from the depths and shadows of mind. I hear that voice everywhere, calling my name and I hear it again but closer. It can't be though, can it?
I struggled to open eyes and when I do, they lock onto his chocolate brown ones. I would smile, I would hug him, and I would do anything if I could. His face is so heartbroken with dark circles under his eyes and hair askew. I want to reach out to him and say, 'Where have you been jackass? Because I, I've been dying.' I can't though and only watch as he strokes my cheek with his burning hand. All I want is for him to hold me and make the pain go away. I just want it to stop, I just want it to be over.
Tears fall from my eyes as I try desperately to move my mouth and whether it was his touch that strengthened me or not, I was able to say two things. 'Hold me.'
And he did. He held me for the rest of the night, and well into the dawn. He never let go, even when I did…
