Sorry I took a little while to updating this chapter. Since school is back on it's hard to find free time. Anyways here's chapter 9 hope all of you enjoy it.
Chapter 9
What hurts the most isn't when your enemies hate you, but it's when the people you love don't seem to love you back.
Faye
After wondering around the town, the whole afternoon, with Kim, I sit down on the porch, pulling Claire onto my lap.
It's been eight days since Emily introduced me to Kim. When I first saw her she seemed shy and very reserved.
Kim stretched her arm, "Hey I'm Kim Jared's girlfriend." and that's how she introduced herself to me.
At first I was hesitant to talk to her. What if she dislikes me just like Liam's family? I was hesitant to shake her hand or even look at her. But little did I know she is one of the kindest people I have ever met. Just as Emily and Liam had said, Kim and I did start to get along.
Since Emily introduced me to Kim, eight day ago, she has come to visit me every single day. We have somehow started to become friends. She would come over to Liam's house pick me up and we would go to Emily's house. For the past few days that's what I have been doing. Emily, Kim and I would sit and talk till the sun disappears over the horizon. And on some days little Claire, who always hangs onto Quill like a puppy, would spend the day with the three of us. Sitting right beside us and sometimes joining in on our conversations, making us all laugh.
"When I marry do I get a ring like this too?" Claire would ask trying my engagement ring in each of her tiny fingers.
Since I have started to spend more time at Emily's house the time I get to spend with Liam shortens. Each day he would be assigned to do 'small jobs', as his mother would put it. And no matter how much Liam finds it annoying he have not once said no to any of his mum's requests.
"I can't say no to her." He would say every night as we lay on the bed.
It has become Liam's mission to get on his mum's 'good side'. Ruth is still not very happy about our engagement. Even though she has started to talk with me, she is still as cold as ice and she, in every way despise the fact that I am marrying her son.
"I still don't know why you want to get married, when you are still so young." She would say, shaking her head in disapproval.
I sigh. "She's never going to like me."
"What?" Kim turns her attention towards me.
"No, I was just thinking out loud." I say as I watch Claire play with my ring, once again.
"I don't think she dislikes you." Kim lies down on the cold wooden floor and look up. "I just think she's having a hard time believing her son is getting married. You have no idea how much she loves Liam." She pauses for a while. "Don't worry she'll come around eventually."
Eventually. When is that?
I sigh once more looking at Claire playing freely on my arms. She is humming to herself, a rhythm that I have not heard before. She seems so gleeful and carefree. I pull Claire a little closer to me. It's been nice having Claire around. Even though most of the time she is glued to Quill's hand, whenever he goes to work Claire would come and play with us.
"Did Paul…?" Kim starts to ask.
"No." I shake my head knowing exactly what she was going to ask.
Eight day ago Liam told Jacob to tell Paul to come and meet him. That day I was so sure Paul would come and talk to Liam. But to this day he has not shown his face in front of either of us. Paul has been staying at Jacob's house for the past eight days or that's what I hear. Even though I see all Paul's friends, everyday rushing to Emily's for breakfast, lunch and dinner, I have not seen Paul. Not once.
And it has been bugging Liam so much. Even though Liam shows nothing in his face, I know he is hurting because of this. He is hurting because his only brother will not speak to him.
"He's just sorting something's out." Jacob said once, after I asked him if Paul was ever going to talk to Liam. "When he's done with it he'll come, don't worry." Jacob patted my head and smiled.
When? I do not know.
"Don't worry he'll definitely come to see Liam and you." Kim says smiling up at me. "He won't be able to stay away too long."
Paul
This so-called life we run, it comes with hurdles. Each choice we make, each step we take needs to be calculated and precisely measured. So when we approach a hurdle we know exactly how high to jump without tumbling. But what happens if I can't see the hurdle that is right in front of me? What if my legs aren't long enough to jump over it? Do I give up and stop running or do I keep running despite the danger that I might encounter?
I do not know.
What are you doing here Paul? Shouldn't you go and visit Liam? Sam, running right beside me, for about the hundredth time repeats the same two questions.
After Jake got that call from my brother, eight day ago, I had no apatite to stay at Emily's for the rest of the day. But I also had no intentions of seeing or even speaking to my brother. So, even though it was not my day to patrol the area that day, I decided to do it anyway. And since then I have been patrolling every single day. I just need to keep myself busy, as long as I am patrolling I can keep my mind from wondering towards Liam or his… Faye. Well that's, at least, what I thought.
But being here with the rest of the pack, continuously being forced to swallow their thoughts about Faye, Liam, about me imprinting, about everything I am desperately trying to forget, I don't think it is the best way to keep my mind from wondering.
I told him to go and see Liam, but he won't listen. Jake's frustrated thoughts pour right into my ears. If not Liam then at least Faye.
I have not seen my brother or Faye in eight days. And I am intending on keeping it that way. It's just one month I can ignore them.
It's kind of good that Paul doesn't go to see her. At least until he can control his anger. What if he sees Faye again and loses his control or something? It will be another Sam, Emily incident. Sam who is running beside me growls and Quill curses himself. I'm sorry about that I didn't say that no purpose.
And I'm sure if Quill isn't on the other end of the forest Sam would've ripped his head right off of his neck. We don't talk about what happened to Emily's face, it is as if Sam's allergic to it. Just hearing about it gets him in a bad mood. I never understood why he takes it so seriously. It was just an accident that happened years ago.
Sam turns his wolf head towards me and growl.
Anyway, Jake quickly changes the subject knowing what would happen if any of us bring up the Emily incident. What are you going to do about Faye?
And I come to a halt. Nothing, I snarl, I'm getting tired of talking about this I don't want to talk about it. I just need to forget. I'm going to do nothing.
What you're going to ignore her? Quill thinks.
Yes.
For the rest of your life?
Yes.
And suddenly images of Claire pour right out of his mind: images of never seeing Claire, never getting to see her smile or cry, never hearing her voice or the soft rhythm of her heart beat, never discovering the feeling of her warm hands… a kind hug… a kiss.
Stop it. What if I never see her again? What if she gets married to my own brother?
STOP IT. A sudden rage creeps through my body piercing into my bones and my very core. My paws dig into the cold heartless earth and whole body starts to shake out of control.
Paul calm down. Sam says calmly. And you two stop talking about it. How many times do I have to tell you guys.
I don't care about her; I don't care what she does or where she goes. For all I care she can disappear. I snap.
Paul calm down. Jake's voice flow towards me.
And I open my jaws and howl.
ThatDayDreamer-x I never realized it until you told me, I do think my writing style has changed. I think it's because I didn't write for so long. I will try to get it back to the original writing style.
And again thank you for all your comments; it is such a joy to hear what you guys think of my story.
