AN: I know your probably all thought I was dead or something or that I totally forgot about this story. I didn't forget about this story, it's just that life dragged me away from this story for a while but I'm back so this should be a good thing. I really want to thank everyone who reviewed this story, favorited this story, favorited me as an author, and to everyone who put this story on their story alert. You guys have no idea how much it means to me. I'm hoping this chapter will do some justice and that you all enjoy it. So without any further ado, the next chapter in Silence.

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Paul's POV

I closed the door gently feeling much better now that Delia seemed to be feeling better. I turned to face her mother. Oh hell. She looked at me with a disapproving look on her face. While she was studying me, I was studying her. She had short jet black hair that was curled at the ends. I could tell that Delia got her looks from her mom they had the same facial features but her eyes were more of a black color like coal; I started to wonder about her dad. Her mom's figure was very slim but the way her body posture was I could tell that she wasn't thrilled that I was here.

"What are you doing here Paul," she asked.

"Well I was worried about Delia. I saw what happened at school and I just wanted to make sure that she was okay. I was going to escort her to the nurse's office but she was very persistent that she could handle it," I lied all in one breath.

I watched as her mom started to analyze what I said. I had a feeling that she didn't believe a single word of what I said, but hell you couldn't blame a guy for trying.

"That's not what I meant. I meant what are you doing to my daughter," she asked icily.

"I'm not sure what you mean," I tried.

"I mean why are you here? Are you here to toy with her emotions, because I won't stand for it? I had to watch that girl come home every day after school crying because you and your little clique were making fun of her because she doesn't talk. It really doesn't help that she somehow sees some kind of good in you. Do her a favor and just leave and never talk to her," she stated firmly.

"I'm not here to toy with her emotions; I'm hoping that she'll accept my apology for all the horrible things I've said to her. I want to make it up to her, to prove to her that I'm not like that anymore. I don't plan on leaving her unless she orders me to go away," I said firmly showing her my determination in my eyes. I had to admit my wolf did a little happy dance when she said that Delia sees some kind of good in me, maybe I'm capable of changing for her.

"Paul, just stay away from her. I know of your record don't forget that. I know that you've been in multiple fights at school and that you were arrested for fighting at home," she said with a look of knowing on her face.

I gave a deep breath that part was true, but she doesn't know why I was arrested. It was just something I had to do; to protect my family. Especially my sister, she means a lot to me and I don't want her to have the kind of life I had when I was her age.

"That may be true. But I'm trying to turn over a new leaf, I want to get to know her," I begged.

"Paul Lahote, you are no good for my daughter and I won't let you ruin her life. Now get out of here before I get security to remove you," she said standing up to me.

My wolf was feeling threatened at the fact of not seeing their imprint and I had to try my best not to let a growl escape. Although I knew that with the imprint we wouldn't be able to stay away from each other forever. Not only would I start to feel the effects of the imprint but Delia would start to feel them too. Maybe it would be best if I stayed away from her for a little while even if it almost kills me. I would do anything for her, if it made her happy.

"You don't have to call security, I'll leave if you think it's for the best then I'll leave and I'll leave Delia alone too. But just so you know I will prove to you and to her that I'm not the guy I used to be, no matter how long it takes," I said calmly but firmly. I needed her to understand that I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. This girl is my imprint and all I want right now is for her to accept the imprint, and be with me. Wow way to do a complete 360 and all of a sudden have feelings and all that other crap.

Our discussion was interrupted by the doctor and Delia stepping out of the room.

"Mrs. Gilmore, if you could follow me I need you to sign some papers for me," the doctor told her with a smile on his face.

She turned to Delia, "Think you'll be okay with Paul for a few minutes?"

Delia nodded her head at her mom and turned to me with a small smile on her face. Her mom came over to me and whispered in my ear, "Don't you dare hurt my daughter because I will make sure that your body will never be found."

I nodded my head slowly, actually quite scared of what that woman would do to me. Delia and I just stood there in an awkward silence. I ran my hand through my hair not sure what I was going to say to my imprint. I looked down at her cast again and internally winced. I wanted to at least show that I could change and maybe just by making her feel better about her cast is a good place to start. An idea popped into my head and I decided to roll with it.

"Could I be the first one to sign your cast, Delia," I asked softly. My nerves were getting the better of me being with my imprint. I really need to get a grip on myself. I need to be confident. Delia was looking at me curiously, like trying to figure out if I was up to something. But slowly she gave me a small smile and nodded her head. I quickly jogged to the receptionist desk and asked for a permanent marker, she gave me one with a small smirk on her face. I made my way back over to Delia and reached for her hand which she gave me without hesitation. I quickly signed my name on her cast and drew a tiny wolf or at least it was supposed to be a wolf.

"There, now you have a little piece of me on your cast. Sorry I'm not a great artist it was supposed to be a wolf but the more I look at it, it kind of looks like a weird combo of a horse and dog," I replied sheepishly. I watched as she lifted her good hand toward her lips and then moved it away toward me. I gave her a confusing stare and her eyes had a mischief look in them. I watched as she moved her good hand to her lips again and then moved it away back toward me, but this time she mouthed "Thank You." Then she gave me a small smile. It finally clicked in my head what it was.

"Is that the sign for thank you," I asked softly.

Her smile grew and she nodded her head.

"Well you're welcome," I smiled.

I could see from the corner of my eye, her mom watching us very carefully and I knew I only had a few more minutes with my imprint. I could feel my heart slowly breaking at not being able to see her for a while.

"Delia, I'm so sorry about what happened to you and I really want to get to know you better, but your mother thinks it would be better if I just leave you alone," I explained.

I watched as her smile slowly dropped and felt my heart shatter piece by piece. I quickly shook my head and I knew that it was my job to make her happy and if that means proving to her and her mother that I can change then so be it.

I reached for good hand and rubbed my thumb over her knuckles. I looked deep into her eyes and I could feel the pull toward her grow stronger. It was as if she was seeing straight into my soul, seeing all of my flaws and yet still accepting me for me.

"It's not just your mother that doesn't want me to see you, I know you don't want to see me from the way I've treated you over the past couple of years. Your mom told me that you believe that there is some good in me, and I'm glad that you think that but I need to see if I can find that and try to be the type of guy that you deserve," I explained. The range of emotions that flickered across her face went from sad to happy then to one of sorrow. Good job Lahote, you've now managed to screw up your whole entire relationship with your imprint.

"I promise it won't be forever, it's just for a little while," I whispered quickly to her before her mom came up behind her.

"Come on sweetie, let's go home," her mom persuaded her by leading her out of the hospital. I stood there watching my imprint walk out the door with her mother, with literally no hope of her ever accepting the imprint or me. But it doesn't mean that I'm going to back down without a fight. If I have to change my ways, then I'll do it. I stalked out of the hospital and into the woods. Maybe a run will help clear my head. I stripped off my shorts and felt the ripple of the phase take over. I let my feet carry me as the forest crunched under the weight. Hopefully I can just clear my mind.

Delia's POV

"And what in the world was Paul Lahote doing in that hospital, did you tell him to come by," my mom asked me sternly.

I turned my head back to her, and shook my head knowing she could see it.

"Are you sure you didn't tell him to stop by the hospital to check on you," she asked again.

I internally rolled my eyes and shook my head again. She gave a loud sigh and turned her attention back to the road. I turned my eyes back to the forest, and getting lost in my own thoughts. I didn't understand why Paul just showed up at the hospital and all of sudden showing concern for me. It's not like he's ever cared before, so what was different about this time? I thought back to him staring intently into my eyes the first time, it was really weird in my opinion. It's as if a light flipped off in his head and finally noticed me. I glanced down at my cast again and saw his name and what was supposed to be a wolf. I smiled to myself looking at it, it really didn't look like a wolf but he just seemed so happy about being the first one to sign my cast that I couldn't even make a remark about it. Oh my gosh, I need to snap out of this delusion that I'm living in. Paul is never going to look at me, especially in that way again. But then what about what he said to me, about him trying to change his ways for me, it sounded so sincere. Or maybe he's just trying to play another trick on you. I gave sigh of my own and placed my head on the window. Why must things be so complicated? I wish I had someone to talk to about this. I could try to talk to my mom but then she would probably say something about how he's no good for me. I wish I could talk to Embry, at least he wouldn't judge me and Mallory is definitely out of the question after what happened today. I could try Jake and Quil; maybe if I explained it all to them maybe they could help out with this problem. I fished my phone out of my pocket and quickly texted Jake.

Hey, can I come over later? I really need to talk to you.

I hit send and waited impatiently for him to respond. Soon my phone vibrated in my hand, I quickly opened up the text.

Not today, Bella's over. How about tomorrow? You can come with Bella and me to test the new motorcycles.

I quickly thought it over, even though I didn't know Bella well, it wouldn't hurt to hang out with someone new. Who knows maybe Bella could help me out with this. My fingers quickly rolled over the letters to respond and once I was finished I hit send.

Sure. Sounds like fun. Fill me in tomorrow at school.

When I looked up from my phone I noticed that we were back at the house. I opened the door to the car and made my way up to the house. I quickly unlocked the front door and ran upstairs to my room. I jumped on my bed and immediately reached for my stuffed animal that my dad got for me when I was little. I wish he was here, and then maybe he could help me understand what is going on with Paul. I squeezed the stuffed bear like my life depended on it. My thoughts were still swirling with what happened with Paul. Ugh, I just need to get over him and hope that things will be better for me in the end. He could be trying to trick me and I don't want to get my heart broken. He's toyed with my emotions long enough. But then again he could be sincere this time, I mean he's never looked at me with that much intensity before. I grabbed at my hair in frustration, my thoughts kept going back and forth, I kept my bear close to me and stared up at my ceiling. I don't remember when I fell asleep and I don't remember being that tired, but the last thing I know I had on my mind was Paul Lahote.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I know it was pretty short and that it didn't have a lot going on, but don't worry the next chapter will have a lot more going on. So review and tell me what you think.