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Chapter 5
(Jacob's POV)
I saw her fist pull back as it headed for my face. Haley did not seem like the person to stoop to this level of violence so I was concerned. Maybe she really hated me or maybe she would never want to speak to me ever again. I wouldn't blame her. I was such an awful person and had caused her such harm that there was no doubt that she would hate me for the rest of eternity. I already hated myself for all of the pain I had caused her.
I made sure to grab her hand before it connected with my face. She would probably hate me more if I were to let her break her hand just to prove a point. I would end up hurting along with her if she was hurt because of me again.
"Please, don't try to hit me. You will only hurt yourself more." I spoke in a soft voice, so as not to startle her. I was slightly afraid that she would run away from me after I had caused her so much pain. I looked into her eyes and saw anger blazing. I could only wonder what I had said to make her so mad at me.
"Yeah, I'm the one who's going to get hurt." She spoke in a voice that mocked my words but sounded like a melody from a guardian angel. I was very close to telling her exactly how right I was on this one point but her statement made me smile instead. Her attitude was definitely coming out. She would need that attitude if I was going to introduce her to the pack one day. She would no doubt need to be able to hold her own in an argument with Paul but if he took one step out of line he would be thrown off of the nearest cliff and not the cliffs in La Push if you know what I mean. Her statement also made me think of the pain I had already caused her.
"More." I added on to the end of her statement. She would obviously have been hurt much worse if I had let her hit me with that punch.
"Can you just leave me alone? I'd like to walk the next twenty miles in peace." Her first statement was so agonizing to hear that it was like a punch in the gut. She didn't want me around her. Me, her imprint. My wolf couldn't take that type of rejection from my perfect angel. If she really didn't want me near her then I would leave her be no matter how much I would be dying inside. It would be nearly impossible to let her go. Her second remark was just as unnerving. Twenty miles? That was way too far to walk even for a werewolf like me. I didn't mind twenty miles but I would way rather be at home.
"Why are you walking? Why hasn't anyone driven you home?" It concerned me that she was walking on the road all the way home. As far as I knew, there were no vampires in the area but there could have been and then she could have been hurt. She could have called me to... no, she couldn't have. I was the reason why she was walking home. It wasn't just my fault but Embry's aswell but for the time being, there was no way to punish him. I would make sure that he was assigned double shifts for three months. I know that I'm being a little lenient but he is my friend after all.
"The last thing I want to deal with is the pity party that my parents are going to throw when they see what happened. There was no way in the place down under that I was going to call them and tell them what happened." She said in an outraged voice but I couldn't help but laugh. Did she just swear on 'the place down under?' I mean, really. She was going to hear language far worse than that just by meeting Quil and he was the person who cursed the least. I had to make a joke out of her monologue. It was just that hilarious. Before I could get to the punch-line, she asked me a question.
"What, does my being in pain amuse you?" Her question struck me to the core. I would never, ever be amused by her pain. If anything hurt her then I would want to destroy it. I really wanted to destroy myself and Embry but I couldn't. I would end up regretting the decision later.
"Of course not. I was laughing when you said the place down under? What was that about? Since when do people swear on Australia?" I couldn't help but laugh again. I would have to show the guys this conversation later. It would probably be the highlight of our patrol anyways.
"Ughhh. I meant that there was no way in hell that I was going to call my parents." It surprised me that she cussed so suddenly but it was hilarious just the same. This one hundred and ten pound girl finding it annoying to have to cuss. The rest of the wolves and I would cuss almost every other word. The way she seemed so unruffled that she had to cuss once was just extremely funny.
"I'm glad that I thoroughly amuse you. Now, if you'll excuse me..." She tried to push passed me as her sentence trailed off. Without thinking, I grabbed her arm. I didn't want her to leave me or to let her out of my sight at all. It felt like if she left me then I might fall apart and turn to dust, waiting for the wind to sweep me away. Her arm felt so fragile in my hands that I was scared I might break it. She looked up at me with concerned eyes that left me feeling breathless.
"Are you feeling okay?" I had no idea what her question could possibly mean. I always felt perfectly fine.
"Yeah. Why?" I asked.
"Well your hand is-" I realized too late why she would ask that question of me. I ran a 108 degree temperature which would obviously be overly warm on her skin. She would most definitely believe that I was sick.
"I know." I sighed. Some days, I wished that I could get out of this werewolf mess. I just wanted to be a normal teenager. One with normal friends and normal extra curricular activities. On the other hand, without being the beast that I am, I would never have found Haley and she was worth every second I had to deal with supernatural stuff like vampires and eating ALOT.
"Do you need a ride home? I'm sure you don't want to walk." I asked hopefully.
"Sure... I guess." She seemed hesitant but her answer was still a yes. Inside, I was jumping around like a little girl on Christmas morning.
"Cool." I said as nonchalantly as I could and hoped I'd succeeded.
"Yeah." She answered in the same type of voice.
I abruptly turned to head to my car which I had parked about a mile away. When I had noticed her walking on the side of the road, I had grabbed my car just in case she needed a ride. I was glad that planning ahead finally payed off.
We soon arrived at my 1986 Volkswagen Rabbit which I had built myself from spare parts. I walked to the passenger side and opened the door. She looked around for a second, as if confused that I could be a gentleman. I had to admit that on most days I could be rude and very impolite but I was doing my best to change her bad impression of me. I gestured for her to get inside and she did without a word. I walked to the other side and got in the car. I started the engine and began driving on the dirt road towards La Push. We didn't talk for a few minutes but I had to ask the question that had been gnawing at me ever since I had realized that my imprint had been hurt.
"So, um, what's the damage?" I asked in a nervous voice. I was afraid about what her answer would be.
"What?" She asked, her eyebrows coming together. She seemed to have no idea what I was talking about.
"Your, uh, your head. I mean, are you okay?" I asked. I was shaking slightly because I couldn't believe that I had caused my imprint harm. I was still under control but just thinking about what I had done made me physically ill.
"Well, you can assume that when a girl tries to punch you, that it's pretty bad." Her voice was coated in bitter sarcasm. Her statement didn't help my shaking. It increased minimally and I needed a way to calm down. I looked over at Haley while keeping my peripheral vision on the road. I could drive with my eyes closed so this wasn't a challenge at all. I needed to hear her answer, no matter what it was.
"Please tell me how hurt you are." I asked in a soft voice. I had to know.
"Keep your eyes on the road!" She abruptly shouted at me. It made me jump but I kept my eyes on her. She didn't realize how effortless this was for me.
"If I answer your question, will you please look at the road?" Her voice was laced in panic and I wanted to make it go away but I needed an answer first. I would give her anything but this was so important that I had to fight every fiber in my body not to give in to her will.
"Yes." I said in a tight, controlled voice.
"I have a concussion."
I had been prepared for the worst but this was too much. I was going to phase and I had to get out, now. I pulled to the side of the road and ran into the forest. I could hear her beautiful voice calling for me but nothing could stop the phase right now. As soon as I made it through the trees, I phased.
"Jake, what's wrong?" I heard Sam and Embry ask at the same time.
"Embry, I am going to kill you for this." I snarled as I headed to the location that I knew Embry would be.
"Jake?" I heard Embry whimper. I had been thinking things through. If Embry hadn't thrown that book then this never would have happened. I was still to be blamed but Embry deserved to pay for hurting my imprint. I found Embry and Sam near the border and lunged towards Embry. Sam intercepted my lunge and spoke.
"Jake, what is going on?!" His voice was all Alpha so I replayed the events leading up to this point.
"Three months double shift sounds reasonable enough to me. I understand why you feel that you should hurt him but he had no knowledge that this would happen. He knows not to do that again and if he doesn't then I give you full permission to rip him limb from limb. Is that a good enough compromise?" Sam asked, finally grasping how serious this situation was.
"Yes, but he has to apologize to Haley too."
"Agreed." Both Sam and Embry said in unison.
"Nobody asked you." I grumbled toward Embry.
We all felt another presence come into our minds.
"Hey guys, what's up?" I heard Paul's annoying voice ask.
"Heard that." He remarked.
"Wanted you to." I replied.
I went over my day for Paul too. He might as well hear it from me rather than somebody else.
"So you just left your imprint on the side of the road? You idiot!" Paul laughed inside his head and I was just about to snap at him until I realized what he was saying. I had left my imprint on the side of the road. Alone.
