Alright this is more of a filler chapter, sorry I didn't have a lot of time to write it.

Callida Pov.

Sparks follow his lips as they trail down my body, his warm bulge pressing against my privates. I can't hold back a moan as he rubs against me my nails digging into his muscular shoulder blades. "You're so beautiful." His smoky voice whispers into my ear. Wait Paul?


I wake up completely and totally aroused the feeling of Paul's bare body against mine still lingering. Dammit, that was way to vivid compared to my normal sex dreams. Why can't I get that man out of my head. I was awake trying to convince myself that I shouldn't miss him half the night. My brain is not allowed to want him but obviously my body doesn't care what I want. Fucking hell, I need to get myself together. I feel like I'm not in control and it's making me anxious. I do not want Paul, he's an obnoxious, stubborn, sex-. I let out a groan yanking the ends of my hair roughly. My brain is rebelling against me, I need to distract myself. I've never been this drawn to someone in my life and I just can't understand why. He's too irritating to like this much.

Whatever, I shove the thoughts to the back of my mind forcing my aching body to my feet. I ended up sleeping on the hard floor in the corner, I'll probably hate myself for it later but I couldn't handle laying on that lumpy mattress anymore. Stupid mattress. I blame it for everything. Actually no I blame myself for being weak. I'm letting my emotions effect me, I've never been like this before. Emotions are for the weak, at least that's what was drilled into me over and over again. Anger was the one I could never quite get a hold of but now thing's I have never felt are surfacing. I let out a scream slamming my fist into the wall. What is happening to me?

You know what? I need to suck it up, maybe that cliff diving thing they were talking about will snap me out of this woe is me mindset. "Callida?" A worried voice yells followed by pounding footsteps. Dammit they must've heard me hit the wall. The door flies open and I almost fall backwards when the exact person I don't want to see right now appears in front of me, I feel way to vulnerable to be near anyone right now, let alone him. My mind fires right back up and for once I can't form a smart ass remark, I keep picturing him how he looked in my dream, butt naked and just too damn sexy. "Callida?" I must not answer because a few seconds later he's grabbing my biceps sending those damned sparks through my body. "Hey? What's wrong?" I try to tell him to get the fuck away from me I really do but my mouth is suddenly disconnected from my brain. Instead of responding I slam my head into his rock hard chest cursing at myself. He forces me back staring at me incredulously. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He finally snaps his impatience getting the better of him. Thank the lord, that reminds me that he's an assmunch and snaps me out of my trance.

"I'm fine, get off of me." I order peeling myself away from him. My stomach flips as I do instantly missing his touch. I'm going crazy, did Elena drug me or something? They're probably all in on it! I need to get out of here.

"You're not fine." He growls reaching out for me again. I dance out of reach glaring at him for a moment before sprinting down the stairs. "CALLIDA!" He roars and I can hear his big ass feet stomping back down the stairs. "You're driving me insane!" He yells from the porch as I continue to run away. Right back at ya, I think he's finally made me crack. I can't even get my thoughts under control and I just met the damn boy yesterday.

I finally stop running for my life when I get to the deserted beach. I escaped! I flop down on the soft sand letting out a loud laugh, I really don't know what just happened. It must be from sleep deprivation because that whole interaction was super weird. I look down at my bare feet and sleep shorts and laugh even harder. This never would've happened in New York. La Push is like an alternate reality. It's sending my head spinning. Literally I'm so out of it that I forgot baby. Great! I haven't gone anywhere without her since I was twelve. It's disconcerting. I glance up past the tops of the tree's and spot a large cliff. I might as well do it while I'm here I have nothing else to do. I stand up and brush sand off my ass glaring down at the tiny particles with disdain, I hate sand. Now that I think about it I hate a lot of things.

If only I knew how to get up there... That probably would've been something to find out last night, but being my neglectful self I didn't think about it. Whatever, I might as well go for it. I start across the beach straining to see some type of entrance as I go. "Calli?" A familiar voice yells I stop in my tracks. Ugh, I really do not want to see people right now. My doubly injured fist curls and I turn to find the source of the voice, I relax when I see Seth. He seem's to be the least irritating person I've met so far.

"In the flesh." I smirk meeting him halfway as he heads towards me.

He grins down at me dimples appearing on his cheeks. "What are you doing out here?"

"Just going for a stroll." It's not exactly a lie, okay yeah it is, and who even says stroll anymore.

"A stroll huh?" His dark brown eyes flash with amusement. "Well can I join you?"

Can he? I guess it won't hurt I can use his presence to my advantage. "If you show me how to get to the top of the cliff." His eyes widen.

"Um, sorry I can't." He mutters avoiding eye contact and rubbing the back of his neck.

My eyes narrow. "Why the hell not?" I demand my nerves tingling with irritation. These boys must have a death wish, why can't they just be cooperative?

"Paul will kill me." He admits, "Actually, he'll probably kill me for telling you that too." He whines eyes widening a little.

Paul really needs to stay out of my damn business, he has no right. He doesn't even know me! I'm going to have to teach him a thing or two about trying to control me when I see him. Fucking Paul, just his names becoming enough to piss me off. "Well if you don't show me I'm going to kill you, so you might as well just do it."

He groans. "Really?"

"Really." I say with a Cheshire cat grin.

"Alright, just don't tell please." He begs as he starts to walk towards the woods opposite of where I started. I don't get why he's so scared of that assmunch he doesn't seem that intimidating to me.

"Don't worry, I don't even want to talk to Paul I won't go searching for him just to hear his mouth." I assure him. I just want to have some damn fun without being scolded.

He nods in response turning right once we get into the woods and walking up a steep hill, by the time we get to the top he looks so worried that I actually feel a little bad. "Seth, stop stressing you're killing my vibe."

"Sorry." He says sheepishly shaking his head a little and offering a small smile. That's more like it.

"Well this is it." He gestures outwards and I walk to the edge looking down at the sharp rocks and rough waves below us. As long as I don't hit those rocks this should be awesome.

"Any suggestions?" I ask, honestly curious, It's not like I've ever done this before and despite how it seems, I don't have a death wish.

"Try not to die?" He says with a shrug. Well that's just so fucking helpful.

"Got it." I say wryly before sucking in a breath and diving forwards.

A scream escapes my throat as the chill slices through me sending an exhilarating feeling through my body. My mind finally clears up and I remember to shut my mouth just before I slam into the water. I don't hit the rocks.