*Seth's P.O.V*

It's been a week since I found Zoey at the party. Still haven't heard from her, but Jake was telling me that she was grounded for a few weeks, and had a black eye. Which pissed me off, the idea of her getting hurt just made my blood boil.

"Seth," Jake's voice filled my head.

I lifted my head off the ground and looked around, wondering where he was.

"Sam wants you." He said, and I just huffed. I got up and started to run back towards the reservation.

Phasing back into my human form once I reached Sam's backyard, putting my clothes on I left in the bushes.

"Sam?" I called out as I walked into the house. It was quiet, which isn't normal. "Hello?" I sat down at the kitchen table, eating a cookie Emily had left out on the plate.

"Seth?" A sweet voice filled my ears, and I turned around to see Zoey standing in the door way. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a high pony tail, and she was wearing an oversized Forks football hoodie, with a pair of black running shorts. Her eye was a little yellow, from the punch it took last week. Even with a healing black eye, she was still beautiful.

I shook my head, knowing she could read my thoughts. "What are you doing here." I grumbled as I turned away from her.

I heard her shuffle through the door as she slid the chair towards her. "I came to talk to you," She took a cookie off the plate, "And I knew you wouldn't answer my calls, so I had Jake help me out."

"Of course," I bit down on the cookie, avoiding her eyes.

"Seth," She sighed, and looked down. "I just want to say thank you."

"For what?"

"For helping me and my friends last weekend. You didn't have to do that, but I am grateful you did." She rested her hand on my arm, and I finally looked at her. Her eyes still amazed me. She gave me a small smile and I pulled my arm away.

"You're welcome." I sarcastically said, annoyed she was reading my mind.

"How are you?" She asked me.

I laughed, "Is this a really question?" I snapped.

She bit her lip, "Sorry…"

"I'm fine," I felt guilty being rude to her.

We sat there in silence, and I looked over at her. "Since when do you play football?" I asked, pointing to her hoodie.

She looked down, and hesitated, "It's not mine."

I raised an eyebrow, "Who's, is it?" I knew I didn't want to hear the answer, but I couldn't help it.

"Carson's…" She pressed her lips together.

"Carson? As in the boy who was fighting at the party? The boy who caused the black eye?"

She didn't say anything.

"Hello?" I snapped my finger in her face.

"I wanted to come over so you'd hear it from me first," She didn't look up.

"Hear what?" I could feel my body shaking.

"Carson, he sorts of asked me to homecoming today, and I sort of said yes." She didn't look at me. Just keep her head down.

I pushed myself away from the table, and stormed out of the house.

"Seth," I heard her call out behind me.

"Go away!" I spit as I walked away from Sam's house.

"Please, just talk to me." She begged.

It started to rain, and the wind blew. I could see the storm clouds coming in from the beach.

"I have nothing to say." I kept my back to her.

I felt her hand on my arm, pulling me to face her.

"Please," She was crying. "I never meant to hurt you. You couldn't have loved me better. I want you to move on, to be happy with someone who deserves you."

I was shaking, "There's no moving on Zoey! What do you not get!" I snapped at her, "You are my soulmate, the one the universe thinks I belong with. Which is so messed up because you are the worse person I could have imprinted on. You're so self-centered, and only care about you."

Her jaw dropped over, like I just slapped her in the face.

"That's not true." Her voice cracked, and I could see her bottom lip quivering.

"It is." I wasn't holding back anymore. "You're just as bad as Bella was with Jake, and you know it!"

"Take that back!" She screamed.

"NO!" I yelled into her face, my body was shaking. I could feel my blood boiling. I didn't stop. "I am not the selfish, unconsidered, lying, and hurtful bitch!"

"YOU CAN'T FORCE SOMEONE TO LOVE YOU!" Her voice was cracking as she yelled louder, and the tears fell harder. "BUT WHO COULD EVER LOVE SOMEONE LIKE YOU!"

"I don't even want your love anymore!" I looked at her, "I couldn't love you, no one can love you!"

The rain was pouring at that point, I could barely see her through the downfall. I heard branches cracking from behind me.

Zoey was crying harder, and I didn't feel a bit of remorse. "Cry all you want, not like you don't deserve to feel like shit." I turned away, I could see Sam, Jake, and Paul behind me. They all were shocked at what I said.

I looked back at Zoey still shaking, "Sorry that you're just like Bella."

"I HATE YOU!" She pushed me, and I stumbled backwards a little. "I HATE YOU AND NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN."

I could feel my snap.

"SETH!" Sam shouts, "NO!"

"ZOEY MOVE!" Jake yelled at the same time.

It all happened so fast, my body forming. The high pitch screams filling the air alongside with thunder. Bright red blood filled my eyes. Another wolf colliding against my side, and pushing me into the trees.

I was panting hard, everything seemed to be in a blur.

"Zoey?" I heard Jake say.

I struggled against Paul.

"Paul," I grunt, "I'm fine."

"No." He kept me pressed down.

"Let me go!" I snap, and he snaps back at me.

"Call Carlisle!" Sam yells out, "Zoey, it's okay, it's going to be okay."

What the hell was going on? I fought against Paul again, finally able to break away from. I run towards the area I just was.

I see Sam, leaning over Zoey. Holding her neck, and pressing his hand down on her left thigh. I freeze, seeing all the blood pooling up around her. She was shaking.

"It's okay," Sam reassured her again.

I quickly phased back to my human form, and took Quil's clothes he placed in the bushed before he went on patrol.

I ran over to Zoey.

"Zoey," I whispered, as I fell to my knees beside her.

She looked at me, with an eye full of tears.

"I am so sorry," I sobbed.

"Carlisle is on the way!" Emily called from the house, and I looked up at her. She gave me a look full of pity, she had been in Zoey's shoes before.

"Seth," Sam's voice was hard. I looked at him, "You need to leave."

"What?" I gasped, "No, I am staying right here."

Sam shook his head, "You. Need. To. Leave."

I just stared at him, he knew what I was going through. "No."

"We need to get her out of the rain," Jake said, coming back from the woods. Probably alerting the rest of the pack the Cullen's were coming onto the res.

Sam nodded, and he slowly picked Zoey up.

She let out another scream, and I cringed.

"It's okay," Sam whispered, as he lightly jogged into the house, placing Zoey's cold, wet, bloody body onto the couch.

A gust of wind came through the back door, and I felt my body slam against the wall.

"What did you do!" Edward was holding me by my neck, his eyes black, and his fangs showing.

"I didn't mean to!" I cry out, gasping for air as I felt his grip tighten.

"Edward, stop!" Bella called from the other side of the room.

Paul and Jake were at his side.

"Let him go," Jake whispered.

Edward stared at me, before slowly releasing me, turning his back to me he walked over to Zoey, bending down to her.

Carlisle was examining her, as he started to clean her wounds.

"The neck one isn't deep, it should heal." He looked at her thigh, "This is going to need stiches," He opened a bag.

"Will it scar?" Bella asked him.

He just nodded, without looking at her.

I felt my legs grow weak. I marked her forever. I could feel the room turning, and I quickly stormed out of the house.