A/N: I hope you guys are still with me; this chapter really explains what the dynamic between Paul and Kyle. ENJOY!
Rated M: Violence, Coarse Language and Future Lemons
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS
Chapter 8 - The Hell That It Can Bring
KPOV
Turning into a werewolf was one of the best and worst days of my life; I never felt more alive but I knew my heart would be dead after the series of events that occured
4 Years Ago
I woke up in the morning to the smell of my mom's famous French Toast; what made made it so famous you ask. She would make a maple syrup egg batter and deep fry it so that it was crunchy but spongy.
"Hey brother you smell that?!" Paul said in a hushed whisper from above my head
I grinned and sat up in bed and stretched my arms. It was nice being bunk mates it means that we could hang out.
"Boys! Breakfast!" She called out
"Last one to the kitchen owes the other five bucks," Paul smirked and jumped off the top bunk. I kicked him straight in the crotch and as he fell to the ground groaning in pain; I booked it to the kitchen and saw my mom setting the table.
"No fucking fair!" Paul exclaimed his tone sounding of annoyance
"You snooze you lose," I chuckled and smirked at him
He grabbed my neck and set me down to give me a noogie and I laughed struggling against him. I pushed him off losing my breath as I kept laughing and he laughed too.
We sat down and took five loaves each and scarfed them down like a pack of wolves. My mom came between both of us and patted our heads.
"My boys; you guys have a huge appetite," she boasted I looked up at her and smiled. She smiled back her worry lines fading from her forehead.
Then she went back to the sink to wash all the dishes while we ate. Then there was a knock at the door; I wiped my mouth and proceeded to get up and walk to the door. Once I pulled it opened there Leah was, with her long jet black hair and her soft tanned skin. She is the most beautiful girl I've ever come to know and she's mine.
"Hey Kyle," she smiled her face beaming
I pulled her in and pecked her lips she returned and but pushed me away hesitantly. I pouted and she smiled.
"Hey Lee," Paul said beaming and she walked over and hugged him around the shoulders as he ate and she went over and kissed my mother's forehead as she cleaned
"Should we get going?" I asked hesitantly
"Where are you two kids off to?" She asked
"There's a get together at the beach," Leah piped up
"I'm going to," Paul grinned and I chuckled as I remembered what he was going to do.
Paul had a mini date with Emily Young whom is Leah's cousin and he was hellbent on convincing her he was the one for her.
"Well can you boys be back for super; I have something I need to tell you two together and it's important," she smiled but her eyes seem very sad maybe someone we didn't know had died or maybe she was sick or maybe it was about our dad's. I pondered as these thoughts as Paul, Leah and myself left to the beach.
As we headed out to the beach I noticed that Leah seemed a bit off, she wasn't holding my hand like usual she didn't look over at me and wink as she did. She just seemed in her own world. When we got to the beach Emily stands by the water with her raven black hair swooping in the movement of the wind and her evenly tanned skin radiating even from afar. Paul bolted towards her leaving Leah and I. I stopped in my tracks and she looked back in confusion
"What is it?" she asked in concern
"I feel like you're avoiding me; this is the first time I've seen you since last month," I said sadly
"Well when you volunteer, go to school and join extra-curricular activities; time tends to not be mine," she frowned
"Oh, I thought it was because of when I said "I Love You," I chuckled nervously
"Oh yeah, that," she grimaced she ran her hair behind her fingers and then shook it back over her ears.
"Do you not feel the same way?" I asked in disappointment; I knew I shouldn't have said how I felt, but it felt right.
We heard screaming from the ocean and saw Paul had thrown Emily into the water, as she screamed in elation and excitement. Leah ran towards them leaving me behind. As I felt my question had gone unanswered. Maybe she didn't love me; maybe she was scared to admit it or maybe she didn't know how to show it. But it's not cool to lead a guy on like this.
That night when we got home; our mom had made another loved dish by Paul and I; which was Bannock and Elk Stew, this was beginning to feel like deja vu. First she had made Paul and I, her Famous French Toast and now my favourite dinner meal of hers. Furthermore she had to tell us something very important. As we ate, the tension was thick; so thick you could get a chainsaw and cut it, however it would have jagged edges and then you'd have to get a knife to smooth the edges. Once we finished our meal Paul and I sat on the sofa waiting for our mom to finish the dishes.
"Maybe, you're adopted," Paul joked, I snorted and pushed his shoulder, my mother came around and pulled a chair from the kitchen to sit in front of us. Her face was sad; and her lip quivered as she looked like she was holding back the tears. Paul refrained from chuckling and his face turned sad and he looked at our mom.
"What is it mom?" Paul asked curiously, we were both nervous to find out what would come of this.
Our mom sighed and you could see she was holding back tears
"I knew this time would come but I would hope it wouldn't be this soon," she muttered her tears slowly rolling down her face. I held her hand and Paul held the other.
"Mom, whatever it is; we will still love you," I said; she shook her head the tears falling faster
"You will hate me; and I don't know if you will ever forgive me," she sobbed
"Please tell us," Paul muttered his face contorted in confusion and sadness
"Paul, Kyle you two aren't cousins, you are brothers," she explained; there was silence after she said this. So much silence filled the room you could drop a pin and no one would hear it.
Paul got up and he started quivering in anger; he ripped his hand out of mine and my mom's as she cried even more.
"You are a fucking whore! Dad told me that you stepped out on him," he roared and then ran out the house
"Paul!" she called out in anguish
She turned back to me and I was still sitting on the couch in shock I didn't know what to think. All my thoughts could conjure up is that Paul was truly my brother; however I was robbed of having a father figure. Paul and I were each other's mentors, best friends and more. We were family and because of this it was going to change how he viewed all of this. I knew him well enough. I got up slowly and my mother stood as she sobbed.
"Kyle, I'm so sorry," she pleaded as she grasped my hands as she tried to hug me; I could feel my sadness being suppressed by shock and I pushed her away as she begged me not to go.
"I just need time," I said numbly walking out the door; I stepped out into the summer evening, the clouds a hue of orange and pink and the clouds surrounding the full moon. I decided that I needed one person, even though she was a bit off, I needed to go see Leah. I got in my Jeep and drove over to the Clearwater residence. I felt like I was going in slow motion; and I felt my mind was on autopilot, the trees and the familiar road were just there to accompany my subconscious. Once I got to Leah's; I saw that her room light was on, I smiled in relief glad that she was home. I knocked and turned the knob; the door swung open with nobody in sight. I slowly made my way inside, and up the stairs to her room, I could hear faint sounds coming from her room, I kept walking and then once I reached her room I opened the door and my heart dropped to my stomach. I saw her tangled up in the sheets with Paul; her eyes were wide with shock and embarrassment; Paul smirked and I felt like I was stuck but I felt a surge of anger and felt like I was going to burst out of my skin.
"I guess we're over, then. You answered my question," I said numbly; I backed away from her room and ran downstairs to my car. I got in and sped away. Suddenly my mind was filled with so much anger and rage. I yelled in pain because my bones felt sounded as if they were clicking and breaking. I pulled over to the side of the road and got out of my car. I roared in anger and slumped down in the middle of the road, I could feel myself getting a surge of warmth and anger. I was in so much pain; the emotional seemed non-existent. I felt myself running towards the trees, I was so confused I was just laying on the ground in pain and now I was running pain free.
"Kyle, it's Sam,"
"Woah, what the fuck,"
"Come towards my place and I will explain everything,"
I darted towards his house and saw him sitting, I felt myself calm down as soon as I saw a familiar face and then I was on my hands and knees, I got up slowly and he handed me a pair of cut off shorts. I looked down at myself and snatched them from his hand covered my goods.
"Has anyone told you about the Quileute legends?" he asked in curiosity
I shook my head, he patted me on the shoulder and guided me inside
From then I knew that everything was going to be different. I had found out that I was Paul's brother and that I was a werewolf descended from the Lahote gene. I finally had the courage to go home; once I walked through the door. I saw my mother laying on the couch, I crouched in front of her and she shook herself awake and gasped.
"Oh, Kyle I'm so-
"I know," I smiled sadly I hugged her and started sobbing
"Ssh, it will all be okay," she soothed
After a few hours I retreated to my room and packed up all the stuff that reminded me of Leah. Pictures, clothes like the first ever thong she gave me. Then I heard the front door open and close; I knew exactly who it was.
"Sam told me that you're finally apart of the pack" Paul sounded from behind me
I ignored him and kept packing up
"You can't ignore me forever, brother," he said in an annoyed tone. I cringed and finished throwing the last of the now dead relationship. I picked up the box and turned towards him. I walked over to where he stood and shoved the box in his empty hands.
"We're not brothers; brother's don't betray each other," I spat and bumped past him, as I walked down the familiar hallway to the outside I couldn't help feel the feeling of freedom as I sprinted off into the woods, feeling myself burst into all fours.
I have never hated anyone as much as I hated Paul; as much as we were family. Family isn't supposed to hurt family; sure my mother kept a secret that would forever change our dynamic but now I had a responsibility. To take care of the land that I was born and raised on.
Present
I sat over the cliff and pondered; I still felt pain because till this day, I haven't gotten answers from my mother about my estranged father and about Leah cheating on me. My legs dangled off the cliff and I looked up at the full moon that was at its highest peak. I heard the bushes rustle behind me and I turned crouching down.
"I was beginning to think you abandoned in ship," she sounded. Alice. My heart instantly felt full
