Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Here Comes The Sun LPOV

The sight of her pink little mouth wrapped around her cigarette made me want to tackle her and kiss her until she was begging me for more. I was going to be her friend. But damn if I didn't want her to want me as much as I seemed to want her. I knew all the guys were sexually attracted to their imprint; they had to be if they were to carry on the wolf gene. But my being sexually attracted to Emerson didn't make any damn sense. We'd never have kids, never carry on the gene, so why the fuck did I want her pregnant so fucking badly? Why did I want her in my bed, screaming my name while I watched her shatter into a million pieces? Why the fuck did her mouth do weird things to my body? Fuck, this imprint made no fucking sense. I wanted her but I was also adamant about never crossing that line with another girl. My head felt like it was going to explode.

I was running patrols with Jacob, he agreed to keep me away from the rest of the pack until I was ready to tell all of them about Emerson, I think Emily suspected. At one point Emily knew me better than anyone else in the world. That is, until my fiancé imprinted on her, and I lost my best friend and the love of my life at the same time. It was shocking to find that thinking about Sam no longer burned, I was no longer bitter.

That's what imprinting will do to you. As soon as I accepted the imprint with Abby, Bella didn't matter anymore. Imprinting is the best thing that'll ever happen to you, but only if you let it Leah.

I knew Jacob was right; my life would only work out if I decided to accept Emerson. But even as I thought about my life with her, what it could be, how would I ever accept a life with a girl? I was supposed to grow old with Sam.

You were never supposed to be wolf, things change. Our plans rarely ever work out the way we want them to. Ask any of the imprinted wolves.

Then a whole new of worries bombarded me. Would she ever be able to accept my being a wolf? Would she be able to accept the pack for what they were? Would she take Mia and flee? Suddenly my heart hurt, not only for the idea that Emerson would leave me, but that she would take our daughter with her. Fuck. Our daughter. Mia wasn't mine, I had no place in her life. Although when I thought about tiny human with the big blue eyes, my heart swelled. I never wanted children; I never thought I'd be a good mother. But holding Mia was opening my eyes to a world that I never thought I wanted. But I was overcome with the emotion that I wanted to be in Mia's life, I wanted to watch her grow up. Damn it. I needed to remember that my imprint came with a daughter. If I accepted Emerson in my life, then I had to accept Mia too. They were a package deal. But suddenly I couldn't imagine Emerson not having Mia; she was simply an extension of my imprint. I loved Mia without even trying. If I admitted that I loved Mia, then I had to come to terms that I was slowly falling in love with Emerson too. The more time I spent with her, the more I liked her. She was reserved, but I could sense a spit fire underneath her shell. It made me want to unravel her layers and find the person underneath it all. I thought back to her lighter. Everyone does something to take away the pain. She wasn't perfect and pristine. She had a dark side; someone in her life had broken her. The thought enraged me; she didn't deserve any kind of pain.

You'll put her in pain if you choose to fight this imprint, choose to reject her. It will kill you and kill her in the process.

THANK YOU Black, for your very un-fucking-wanted opinion.

But I knew he was right.

After patrols, I threw on my gold beats, and blasted Attila: Party with the Devil. I flopped on my bed and let the music course through my veins.

666 party with the devil bitch

I was a metal head, it was the only thing Paul and I agreed on. He was more than relieved to find out that his imprint, Megan, loved metal just as much. Out of all the imprints, I got along with Megan the most. It made me wonder what music Emerson liked, what her favorite song was. There were so many things I wanted to know about her, so many things I wanted show her, and experiences I wanted to have with her.

Friend's text each other right? We exchanged numbers last night. I was debating whether or not to text Emerson. What if she was spending time with her family? What if she was busy with Mia? It was 2:45 in the morning, she was probably sleeping. All the non-imprinted wolves ran patrols at night so the imprinted wolves could stay at home with their significant others. Imprinted wolves ran patrols during the day. I patrolled from 8pm-2am with Jake and Seth, then Collin, Brady, and Nathan took over until 9am. Then Sam, Embry, Quil, Jared, and Paul worked their schedule out during the day. I didn't care enough to remember. The ones who patrolled during the day split their time between running the perimeter and working at the auto shop that Jake owned. I was thankful that Jake had given up his nights with Marley so he could patrol with me; I knew it couldn't be easy for him. He switched with Quil. It was easy for Quil to patrol at night since Claire was small enough to still go to bed early. He would put her to bed and then come meet me.

I took a chance and scrolled through my phone book and found Emerson, I clicked on the message icon and took a deep breath.

Hey it's Leah

I smiled when I saw the dots appear, indicating that she was typing.

Hey, shouldn't you be sleeping? She had a point.

Shouldn't you? I already knew she was on the thin side, now I was worried that not only was she not eating enough she probably wasn't sleeping enough either. I looked down and saw that she had replied.

I have an infant, sleep is nonexistent. I'm feeding her right now actually. Imagines of her breasts filled my mind. Damn. I bit my lip and typed back.

Do you breast feed?

LOL. No, she's formula fed. I couldn't breast feed since I was on autoimmune medication.

Well, fuck. My imprint had autoimmune disease. I took enough health in high school to know what that meant. Her body's immune system was attacking her body's healthy cells. I also knew that there were several different types of autoimmune diseases.

Which one do you have? I was extremely worried at this point; would I lose her to a disease that has no cure? I was biting my lip. Now that I knew her, I couldn't picture her not being in my life.

I have Lupus

I tried to remember what Lupus was. Instead I typed 'Lupus' into google. I hit webmd:

Lupus, an autoimmune disease, happens when the immune system attacks its tissues, causing inflammation, swelling, pain, and damage. Lupus symptoms include fatigue, joint pain, fever, and a lupus rash.

I'm sorry, are you okay?

Yes, I'm okay. Being pregnant made my blood pressure go up, causing preeclampsia and they had to deliver Mia three weeks early.

Now you and Mia are okay? It was very important to me that they both be okay.

Yes

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. She was okay, her and Mia were okay. I replayed the mantra in my head. I looked down at my phone.

Were you worried about us?

I always worry about my friends

You are a conundrum Leah Clearwater

I smirked. She thought I was a conundrum? She was my own personal hell. I yawned and replied three words before I drifted off to sleep.

So are you

Author's Note: WHOO! Chapter 7, thank you for all the positive comments! I'm so glad you guys are liking this story so far. Looks like Leah might be coming around? Friends is a start at least. As always I own nothing but my own characters. I just like to play with Stephanie Meyer's. xoxo Lottie