So this chapter was a little hard for me to write. I don't know why, I knew where I wanted it to go, it was just a challenge for me. :o) I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Hmmm, nope. Still don't own Twilight. Damn.
Chapter 9
Edward POV
I had to get out of there. I had to leave to hunt. Her being drugged up by the morphine was killing me. I could smell the medicine through her pores. "Carlisle?" I whispered. Carlisle stepped into the bedroom closing the door softly behind him. Yes son? he thought. "I need to leave. Just for a bit. I have to hunt. Would you mind staying with her till I get back? I don't want to leave her, but it's taking it's toll on me." I asked softly. It's going to kill me to leave, but I had to. Just to get my bearings. I hadn't left her side this whole time, holding her hand.
Yes son. Go. I'll stay with her. She won't be alone. Hurry back. Carlisle thought, pulling up a chair next to the bed, taking Dawn's good hand. I leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I promise to be right back love. I'm so sorry." I stood up from the bed and walked to the door. Turning around, glancing one more time at my sleeping love. Carlisle didn't let go of her hand. His forehead was rested on their joined hands, in what looked to be a prayer. Carlisle believed in the Lord, but right now, how could I believe when there were such creatures out in the world like us, that chose what person kept their life and which one didn't to feed our thirst? Who were we to make the decisions of God? Dawn may heal, but she was in the hands of monsters that could take her life away.
I turned around and walked out, quietly shutting the door back behind me. I raced downstairs, coming close to hitting Alice. I was so out of it, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. "Whoa, slow down Edward. I know you need to hunt, but you're not going to help any if you take out everything around you. Open your mind and go. Just go." Alice said worried, looking at me. I nodded at her and took off out the back door. Feeling a weird sensation in my chest, I shook it off and continued running.
I hunted quickly, finding a cougar and an elk, quenching my thirst somewhat. Hunting animals is a lot different than hunting humans. Hunting humans is what we were designed for. Do deviate from that to hunt for animals was different. It only satisfied our thirst somewhat. When we call ourselves 'vegetarians', was exactly how it was. For humans, the need for meat for the body was a healthy need. Some humans had to have meat. Some could become a vegetarian, but it wouldn't be as healthy for their body. The same goes for us, only we don't get sick from drinking from animals. Some say it makes us weak. But if they only knew. The thirst would always be there. Even if we filled ourselves full of animal blood. With humans, we would quench our thirst after a few. Being in a crowded room had it's disadvantages. Like school, it was always a constant burn in our throats. But we learned to adapt. The need to make ourselves blend in was a lot to take in with that thirst. Especially with Jasper.
Since he was new to the 'vegetarian' lifestyle, we had to always keep an eye on him in school. One of us always had at least one class with him. It takes patience and control to change from human to animal blood. But if you are committed to not harming humans, it's worth it. Especially if it's not a life that you wouldn't want for someone else. That's why I didn't want to change Dawn when she had the accident. Even with the extent of her injuries, I didn't want to change her unless I absolutely had to. She would live through her accident. If she wouldn't have, I would have changed her myself. I'm not sure how I'd live without her. Even with only knowing her for a few days, the love that I have for her is astronomical. But not knowing if she'd hate me for eternity afterwards would torture me.
Carlisle believes that we have a soul. I don't. How could someone such as us, monsters, have souls? Ours were taken away from us when we were changed. How could God let such monsters have souls? We were just the opposite in my opinion. We were like demons. Straight from hell. God shouldn't let such monsters live. We could take the lives of innocent people with just a single drop of blood if we weren't careful. People were in constant danger around us. And they didn't even know it.
The Quileute's had a right to change and be 'protectors' when we came back around. Where ever vampires existed, more were to follow. Like James, Victoria and Laurant. They came through and stuck around finding us. Curious as to our living conditions. Laurant was more tempted to try our lifestyle, but James and Victoria wanted nothing of it. Carlisle explained that we had family up in Canada that they would be more than happy to teach him. They lived in a secluded spot, miles from any humans. That's the better location to teach someone our lifestyle. That way they weren't tempted when smelling the humans. Laurant had been curious and had decided to leave his coven and try it out, heading up north to meet with the Denali clan. I had hoped he was doing good, since we hadn't heard anything from our friends up north.
The Quileute's were once our enemies. Or should I say we were their enemies. They wanted nothing to do with us, either kill us or us leave. It took these past few years of patience and cooperation to get their trust in us. Now they believe us whenever we say we are not after humans. They know our lifestyle and agree to it in a certain degree. As long as we don't make the habitation of the animals nearby diminish and leave the wolves (real wolves) alone, they would let us stay as long as the humans were not touched. Whenever Alice would see any visitors that were out for human blood, Carlisle would notify the Quileute's and they would deal with them if they crossed their territory. If they were on our turf and Alice didn't see any of us getting in any danger, we would notify them to leave.
I loved my family. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for them. But with the constant thirst for blood could be overwhelming and be a constant reminder of what we were, I could hate Carlisle for changing me. But I don't. We chose to be better than the human drinkers. We don't want to hurt humans, so if it wasn't for us, there would be more humans dead. We try to keep the local humans safe. Anywhere we go, we are constant protectors to for the humans. As long as we don't slip.
With all of this running through my head, I then decided I spent enough time away from my love and went back to the house jumping over the river. I stopped as soon as I crossing the river and went to sit on the boulder my the side of the water. I had been feeling that weird sensation since leaving the house, feeling a pull around my dead heart. I shook my head, trying to shake it off. I decided to stop next to the river, sitting on the rock where Dawn and I had last stood where she passed out. My thoughts running back to her. She couldn't even hear me right now if I was beside her telling her I love her. Would she hate me after she woke up for saving her? Would she thank me, being grateful for saving her life? What was she trying to do? Was she running away from me? Was she trying to kill herself on purpose? The thoughts just rolling through my head.
I saved her life when she possibly wanted to end it, just because I didn't want to lose her. I had stopped her car. She had no thoughts of a location to drive to according to Alice. What was she thinking driving at that speed? Maybe that was it, maybe she wasn't thinking. Maybe she was trying to run away from the emotional stress that our life had put upon her. Looking over the ripples in the water, I pondered what is and what would happen. I would let her go if she wanted to leave after she awoke. Hoping she'd chose the right path. But it would kill me.
Edward? Are you alright son? I heard Carlisle ask. I jerked up and looked toward the house. She's fine, but she's mumbling through the morphine. She's calling your name. he thought again. I raced into the house, wanting to be close to my love her hear her. I would take mumbling right now, just to hear her voice. Running up the stairs, I stopped just in front of the door, opening it softly and feeling the sensation around my heart fade to nothing. I saw Carlisle still sitting in the same position. His hands holding her good hand, next to her. But he was watching her face. I could see her lips moving slightly. I walked around to her other side and laid down next to her, propping myself on my elbow to watch her lips, my other hand was lightly stroking her face. "Edward. Edward, don't leave me." she said mumbling.
My jaw dropped. Me? She was worried that I was going to leave Her? I thought. "Never love, I'll never leave. I'm right here. I love you." I whispered to her. I lowered my face gently to her to kiss her soft lips gently. Could she have sensed that you left to go hunting Edward? Carlisle thought, looking up at me with a surprise look on his face. I leaned back further, turning my gaze to him. "I don't know Carlisle. It's possible." I said, turning my face back down to my love. I laid down fully on my side then, putting my arm underneath her neck.
"Edward, I hate to say this right now, but I'm going to have to do a catheterization on her. All the fluid is going to come out soon son." I grimaced. Something else to cause her discomfort. At least she has morphine in her. I thought. I nodded, fully understanding that if she was going to be this way for awhile, it was needed. Do you want to do it or are you comfortable with me doing it? Carlisle thought. "Please, can you?" I asked, turning to him. He nodded. I'll be right back. he thought. Carlisle left the room quickly to retrieve the necessary items.
He quickly returned with Alice. "What does Alice have to do with this?" I hissed. "Edward, she'll have to get her changed. I can't possibly do the catheterization with her wearing clothes that are restricting now can I?" he asked giving me a stern look. Alice was in the drawers looking for something. She pulled out a navy blue cotton nightgown. Not something that I would picture Alice buying for Dawn, so it must have been something that Dawn had brought with her on her trip. It was short, but wouldn't be very flattering to her body. But she was supposed to be comfortable anyways.
"Edward? Can you give me and Carlisle a few minutes to get her changed?" asked Alice. I growled. Knowing that the little pixie and Carlisle would see her naked. Nuh uh. No way in hell. "Edward, I don't really think you want the first time to see your loved one naked, is the time that she's in a drug induced coma. You need to leave and save that image for your honeymoon." Alice said jabbing her index finger at me and Dawn. She was right. They needed to get this done quickly.
I nodded. I leaned over giving my love a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back my love." I said whispering in her ear. Her mumbling had stopped as soon as I had put my arm under her neck. I rose up and walked to the door, silently shutting it behind me. I stood in the hallway, wanting to be as close as I could. I gave them some time, it's not like they were dressing themselves. We could get fully dressed in one second flat.
After about ten minutes, Alice came back through the door, grabbing me in a hug. "She'll be awake before you know it Edward. Just hang in there. Give her time to heal." she said, kissing me on the cheek. I nodded, hugging her back. "Thank you Alice. Your gift once again has helped us. Thank you for seeing what would happen if I didn't get there in time. It was more of a push than you know for me." squeezing her again. She smiled up to me and nodded toward the room. "Carlisle's done. You can go back in now." I nodded again, looking at the door. Alice stepped out of my arms so I could join my love again.
I walked back through the door, only to see the urine bag being hung down off the side of the bed. I grimaced. I really hated seeing those things. It really made me think of how incapacitated she was. She was just a body laying there right now. It seemed so much harder, knowing she couldn't even go to the bathroom. But it was for her best interest. And ours too.
Carlisle was cleaning up, turning to tuck Dawn back in under the comforters. She looked so much more comfortable. How was I to get through this next week? Not being able to hear my angel's voice? Wait a minute… I thought, shocking myself as to what ran through my head. Did Alice mention earlier something about a honeymoon? Hmmm, it never crossed my mind till now. But yes, I do want to marry her. Did Alice already see that coming? I thought, a smile coming to my lips. "Now there's something I thought I wouldn't see for awhile. Care to share?" Carlisle asked. I shook my head no. I'm not letting anyone else know until I decide when to propose. I thought.
The grin still on my face, I looked up at my father. "Not yet. When the time is right, I'll let you know." I said. Carlisle grinned, nodding his head as if he figured it out. I slowly walked around the bed, never taking my eyes off my love. I laid down next to her again, placing my arm back underneath her neck. Not wanting to disturb her casts, I laid my other arm onto her stomach. Needing to touch her. Carlisle looked back down at Dawn and nodded like he was agreeing with himself. He looked back over at me. Let me know if you need me or if anything changes Edward. he thought. I nodded, looking back over to my angel's face. She looked so peaceful.
Carlisle left the bedroom quietly. I sighed. This was going to be the longest week of my life.
***
Chris POV
Paul and I had walked into the small kitchen, arms wrapped around each other. I glanced around the room and noticed another tall, tan boy sitting at the small table. As soon as he seen us, he jumped up, offering his chair to me. I smiled. "Thank you. You look like you are Sam. Am I correct?" I asked, sitting down in the chair, turning to look at him. His faced filled with shock. "Yes. Um, I guess I should know better than to ask how you know that. Billy has already filled us all in on yours and your friends story. What surprises us all is that Paul actually imprinted." Sam said smiling behind me to Paul. Paul cleared his throat and looked down to me to meet my eyes. "Yes, well, there's something else too Sam." he said nervously. Billy was placing a plate in front of me of a turkey sandwich and some chips.
"Sorry Chris, not much of a selection. The boys seem to eat me out of house and home. Thank goodness you'll be staying at Emily's where she can feed you properly." Billy said smiling at me. I nodded, smiling and giving my thanks. "So what else is there Paul?" Sam turning back to Paul. "Um, well, there's something that we weren't all prepared for. It seems as though the reason Chris passed out before we got her here, is….well, she imprinted on me Sam" Paul put his hands on my shoulders giving them a slight squeeze to comfort me. "She imprinted on you?" Asked Sam bug eyed. "But how is that possible?"
"We're not sure Sam, but she did. She's turned my life around completely. I don't feel that hostility in me burning at my insides all the time. She's the other half of my soul I believe." Paul said. "I know the feeling Paul, but what I want to know, is how Chris feels about this? How do you know you imprinted on Paul, Chris?" Sam leaning over the table to look more into my eyes. I had just placed a bite of my sandwich in my mouth and was busily chewing at the moment. I held up a finger wanting a minute to chew and swallow. As soon as I got it down, I inhaled quickly.
"Well, it felt like when I seen him like there were weights on my ankles, holding me down to the ground, I was dizzy and seeing colors all around me. My heart started racing and that's when I blacked out. It feels like he is my other half of my soul too. Like we complete each other. You know what I'm talking about. I'm pretty sure my imprinting is what you feel when you see your other half. Yes, I read it in the books, but what I felt was real. I feel like if anything was to ever happen to him, I would be lost forever. Going into a comatose state for the rest of my life because there would be no life without him." I reached up and placed a hand on one of his still resting on my shoulder.
Sam nodded. He stood, pushing himself up from the table where he was leaning, to stand up straight again. "Well Paul, I hope everything works great for you two. Double imprinting may cause a challenge with separating you two. Paul, how do you feel about patrolling still?" he turned towards Paul asking. "Well, I could do it, but I don't know about a full shift. I don't know if I could keep my thoughts on the patrolling that long." He answered. "And I think I would go absolutely insane not knowing where he was." I said, putting my two cents in. Sam nodded again, putting his hand up to his chin thinking. "Maybe we'll hold back on your full shift for awhile to see if you can get adjusted to each other. The others aren't going to like it, but they'll deal with it."
Paul leaned down and kissed my cheek. My face lit up with the hugest grin. Squeezing his hand I let go to finish my sandwich. "Paul, can I see you out on the front porch for a few moments?" Sam asked. Paul whispered into my ear, "I'll be right back." I nodded, mouth full of the delicious sandwich.
"Wow, you've really had an exciting day today, Chris." Billy said next to me. I looked over nodding again, my mouth was too full to smile. "And it's about to get even more exciting. Emily is having everyone over in a bit to celebrate Paul's imprinting and your arrival. She's got some alcoholic drinks for everyone, even though the boys won't feel any effect of them, they'll be drinking. You don't have to either, but I have a feeling you'll want to loosen up a little." he said chuckling. "What do you mean it won't have any effect on the boys?" I asked putting my sandwich down. Now he had me interested. This was more than what I knew from the books.
"Well, since the boy's body temp runs a 108 degrees, their body burns off the alcohol effect before it reaches the blood stream. This is one downside that the boys aren't happy with after turning into werewolves. They'll never get drunk." Billy laughed. I chuckled. Yup, that could be a downer. How disappointing. I'd never see Paul drunk to see if he would be a goofy drunk or what. Oh, but he'll see what a drunk I am. I thought.
I was a happy drunk. I loved to get out on the dance floor and dance to my hearts content. I was a partier. But nothing put me down when I was drunk than a sad or angry drunk. I couldn't understand why people would go out partying if they were just going to complain about things while they drank. The whole purpose was to loosen yourself up and have a good time to forget about what was worrying you. Sure, I did that sometimes too, but I waited till I was by myself back home to let my sadness wash over me. Drowning myself then in my sorrows.
Paul and Sam came back into the room, Paul filled with smiles. "Did Billy tell you about Emily's party?" he asked, coming back to my side to squat down taking my hand. "Yup, I can't wait. Are we taking my bags over then?" I asked looking at him. "Yes, and I have a surprise for you later on in the night too." winking at me. "Oh really? Is it one that I might like?" I asked giving him a fake surprised look. "Mmmmm, I might be inclined to say that you'll very much enjoy it." he said. The grin just wouldn't wipe off his face. He leaned up and placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Mmmmm, I may enjoy it as long as you're with me." I said pressing my forehead against his.
"You're not going to be able to get anywhere with you two lovebirds if you don't get your asses in gear. The party starts in a half an hour. Go get yourselves cleaned up and ready." Billy said pushing away from the table rolling into the living room. Jacob walked into the kitchen from outside mumbling something about imprinting and parties. He stormed off to his room, not slamming his door, but not being too quiet about it either. "Don't mind him, he's just ready to find his imprint already. For some of us, it may never happen. He's worried he'll never find his." Paul said turning back to me after watching Jacob storming off.
He looked at me with question written across his face. "If you're asking me if he imprints in the book, he does, but since Bella is not here it's not going to be the same person. But I'll tell you it wasn't Bella he was to imprint on. It still may happen, but just to someone else. It's not my fault the book didn't come true, it's just that you all are real. The book wasn't and Bella wasn't. He'll find his girl sometime though. He just has to be patient." I said looking back over to Jacob's bedroom door.
I sighed, wishing I could do more for Jacob. He seemed to be depressed about everyone finding their imprints, and he hadn't yet. So eager for a sixteen year old. I thought, shaking my head. Sam had imprinted on Emily, as Quil had imprinted on Claire (the little two year old cousin of Emily's), and Jared had Kim. It looked like everything on that aspect really was going per the book.
We got up to go get ready for the party. Paul showed me to a room and noticed there was a queen size bed done up in grey, black and yellow comforter. The curtains had the same matching pattern along with a nice area rug that covered half of the wooden floor. The bedroom suit was white with a matching end table and Chester drawers. There wasn't a large closet, but it wasn't small either.
Paul winked at me and closed the door, leaving me to change for the party. I found my suitcases and dug into them, trying to find what I wanted. I found my back mini skirt and a dark blue three quarter length sleeved shirt that was v-neck, showing just the right amount of cleavage. I didn't want to show too much, but I wanted to dress nicely for Paul. I'm sure he would want to show me off to the others.
I looked around at the mess and hurriedly stuffed everything back into the suitcases to get them ready to take to Emily's. Now where are my shoes? I thought, trying to find my case of all my shoes I brought. I had to bring multiple ones. I'm not one to pack just two pairs of shoes for a trip. I had to pack just about all of them because I always changing my mind. I found the bag right beside the Chester drawers and started digging. I found my black knee high boots that put me two inches taller. This would help with Paul's massive height since I was very short compared to him.
I had zipped them up and was brushing out my hair out when there was a knock on the door. "You ready hun?" Paul asked on the other side of the door. I walked over, opening the door to reveal my look to him. His jaw dropped. He looked me up and down, fully taking in my figure. "Well, is this ok? Or is it too dressy?" I asked waving my hands in the air down my sides. "You. Look. Amazing. Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" he asked, coming to me with his arms out to hold me. "You look quite stunning too there handsome." I said grinning. Paul had put on a black tight t-shirt with stone washed blue jeans, showing every muscle outline throughout the entire outfit. He was mouthwatering.
"I'm not sure if I want to take you to the party now. You'll have all the boys drooling." he said winking at me, taking me in his arms. I chuckled. "Grab my bags big boy, let's get rolling." I said slapping him on the arm. He groaned, letting go of me to go around and grab my bags. I bent down to reach for my purse that I had sat by the door, when I heard a groan behind me. "Oh, for the love of all that's holy. Chris, PLEASE don't bend over like that when we're at the party." Paul had said. Giggling I snatched it up and walked out of the room, waiting for Paul to lug my luggage to Billy's truck.
I walked over to the door to walk out onto the porch when something gleamed in the sun that was now shining and it caught my eye. "Oh holy shit!" I screamed, racing outside "What?" Paul exclaimed, dropping all of the suitcases and bags, making a b-line out to me outside. There, standing in the middle of the driveway, was a brand new silver Lincoln Navigator. It had the running boards, push bar in the front and all the windows were darkly tinted. There was a huge red bow sitting on top of the hood of the truck. I walked around it speechless. There was a card tucked under the windshield wiper. I pulled it off the truck and opened the card. Written in elegant handwriting was a note for me.
"Chris,
I knew you loved the black one you rented, and figured that this would be the truck for you. I hope you like it. It should also come in handy when helping to tow all the Quileute boys around. I also see us taking it on our shopping trip! Haha! Have fun and don't forget about us. We'll always be around. Call us when you want to.
Love, kisses and hugs,
Alice
"Wow! Sweet ride Chris! Who got it for you?" Paul said, coming up beside me. I handed him the card and smiled. "Wow, they are really considerate. They really do love you like family don't they dear?" Paul said wrapping an arm around me. I was all grins while nodding. "Can we take it to the party?" I asked up at him. "Sure, I don't see why not. I've got one hot momma on my arm and she's got one hot ride. Pretty sweet princess." he grinned down at me.
Paul went to retrieve my luggage again, and since we had the truck, there was plenty of room in the back to pile it in. "Is Billy coming?" I asked, wanting to wait to help him in the truck. "No, he's not into hanging with all us young folk." he chuckled. "Sam will be there to help keep the place calm if it gets out of hand."
I nodded. Since Sam was the leader of the pack, the pack had to obey his rules. He was older than all the rest of the boys, twenty if I remembered correctly. But the others were younger. "Paul, won't you guys get into trouble if you drink? I mean, Jacob is sixteen, and that's not legal to drink alcohol." I turned to him. "Your forgetting what Billy told you earlier. The alcohol burns off before getting into our blood stream. There's no evidence of drinking. We really only do it for the taste. That's really the only upside to it." he said. I nodded, walking around to the drivers side, opening up the door and jumping in. Paul had already gotten into the passenger seat shutting the door. I looked and the keys were already in the ignition.
We took off, enjoying the short ride in the smooth riding truck. Emily's was only three minutes away. I wish I had longer to drive the truck, but I'd have plenty of time later to enjoy it. We made our way to Emily's in silence except for Paul holding my hand that I wasn't steering with, only speaking to tell me where to turn. I was getting nervous. Who wouldn't? We were going to a house full of werewolves where some had tempers that could flare up at any time. Some of the boys were still young to shift at any given time, not knowing how to hold in the change till a safer time. Others were more controlled. I was beginning to understand why the Cullen's were telling me to watch myself. Being in a room full of werewolves was bound to be dangerous. Even if it was a party.
We had pulled up and was getting out of the truck. I noticed on the key chain there was a key fob. It could start the truck from inside the house and unlock/lock it with just a push of a button. I smiled. Smart little pixie isn't she? She doesn't leave anything out. I thought. Paul came around and took my hand as I locked the truck, out of habit and stuffing the keys in my purse. "Nuh uh. If you drink, you may get drunk. I won't. Hand me the keys. I can drive if you need to go anywhere tonight, even though you're staying here." he said shaking his head, putting out his hand. I gave him a pouted look, digging them out, slapping them into his hand. He chuckled, shoving them into his pants pocket. He just wants to think for awhile that it's his truck! Ha!
We got to the front door, Paul opening it like a gentleman. Wow, he surprises me more and more. I thought. Where was the mean, rude, obnoxious boy I read about? Well, he wasn't a boy, he was nineteen. Now I know how Dawn felt with Edward. It feels like I'm a cougar. But even for both of us girls, we didn't look our age of thirty. We felt and looked more like in our early twenty's.
The place was already full of tall, russet skinned boys and a few girls. Leah, Emily, Kim and I were now the only girls at the party. The music was cranked up in the corner of the room to what sounded like a mix of CD's someone had conjured up. Emily came up to me first, with a Bud Light in her hand, passing me one from her other hand. "Hi! You must be my new roomie. I'm Emily. But you probably already guessed that." she said chuckling. I grinned, "Thanks! It's just my choice of drink! And yes, I already knew, but I'm so glad you're accepting a new roomie right now." I said laughing back with her. The books were correct on Emily's appearance. She had the three scars down her face from Sam's too close transformation and had the long dark hair. Her personality was right on the spot too. She was very kind and nice.
She ushered us further into the house, making introductions, letting everyone know I was Paul's imprint as we went through. I noticed from just about all the guys, that Paul was right. They were all just about slobbering as they were pulling up their jaws. Paul could hardly contain his laughter from behind me. I nudged him softly in the ribs to let him know to cool it. That just made him laugh harder.
I was getting quite comfortable walking around, talking with everyone. Paul had stayed by my side most of the time, taking off at one point in time to retrieve my luggage from the truck. He returned quickly to give me a peck on the lips in front of everyone. I blushed, but continued on with my conversations, drinking my beer. The song Beautiful by Akon featuring Colby O'Donis and Kardinal Offishall and I broke out in a smile. I loved this song, and when I ran the words through my head real quick, it sounded just like how I felt with Paul, but it was in a man's perspective.
I turned to him since he was behind me, placing my hands on his shoulders, swaying my hips against him. His eyes popped open and looked down at me. I started singing the lyrics of the verse and chorus, dipping my body down and back up, sliding up against him. It wasn't a sexual song, but I was going to turn it into one. Pouring my feelings into my body, showing Paul how I felt. All the boys were staring at me, jaws dropped as I danced for my love. I threw my arms up above my head into my hair, still swaying my hips, putting some pop in the hip action and singing the lyrics of the chorus line:
When I see you
I run out of words to say (oh oh)
I wouldn't leave you
'Cause you're that type of girl to make me stay (oh oh)
I see the guys tryna' holla
Girl I don't wanna bother you
'Cause you're independent and you got my attention
Can I be your baby father?
Girl I just wanna show you
That I love what you are doin' hun
I see you in the club
You gettin' down good
I wanna get with you, yeah
I see you in the club
You showin' thugs love
I wanna get with you
You're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
Said you're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
[Akon & Colby O'Donis]
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
You're so beautiful
[Colby O'Donis]
Like the clouds you
Drift me away, far away (yeah)
And like the sun you
Brighten my day, you brighten my day (yeah)
I never wanna see you cry cry cry
And I never wanna tell a lie lie lie
Said I never wanna see you cry cry cry
And I never wanna tell a lie lie lie
[Akon]
I see you in the club
You gettin' down good
I wanna get with you, yeah
I see you in the club
You showin' thugs love
I wanna get with you
You're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
Said you're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
[Akon & Colby O'Donis]
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
[Kardinal Offishall]
Kardinal told you
Whether the sky blue or yellow
This fella ain't that mellow
If it ain't about you (you)
Hourglass shape make the place go (ooohhh)
Waistline makes my soldier salute
I'mma brute (brute)
High from your high heel game
High heels push up ya ass last name
And you livin' in the fast lane
Eyes like an angel (goddess)
Watch my yellin' as she undress
Spotless, heartless, bad to the bone
Make me wanna go put me in the triple-X zone (zone)
Lames don't know how to talk to you
So let me walk with you, hold my hand
I'mma spend them grands, but after you undress
like a hooker, but more like a princess
Queen, empress, presidentPull anywhere you go on Earth
'Cause your beautiful (okay?)
[Akon]
I see you in the club
You gettin' down good
I wanna get with you (ohh yeah)
I see you in the
Said you're so beautiful (so beautiful)
So damn beautiful (so beautiful)
[Akon & Colby O'Donis]
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
You're so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
You're so beautiful
[Akon]
Where'd you come from?
You're outta this world to me
You're a symbol of what every beautiful woman should be (oooh wee) (ohh ohh)
[Colby O'Donis]
I never wanna see you cry cry cry (don't cry)
And I never wanna tell a lie lie lie (oh yeah)
Said I never wanna see you cry cry cry (ohhhh)
And I never wanna tell a lie lie lie (lieee)
[Akon]
I see you in the club
You gettin' down good
I wanna get with you (ooh yeah)
I see you in the clubYou showin' thugs love
I wanna get with you
You're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
Said you're so beautiful
So damn beautiful
You're so beautiful
Right as the song ended, Paul grabbed my hips and growled. I looked up at him with a look of shock on my face. "If you dance any more like that Chris, you're going to be in some serious trouble." he said, growling lowly for me to hear, making me smile and chuckle. haha, it worked. I thought to myself.
Emily kept bringing me more beer throughout the whole night, and with even with my ability to down a lot of alcohol without getting drunk soon, I quickly tried to run through my head how many beers I had already downed. It was already close to five and I had to find a bathroom quickly.
Paul seen me squirm and excused us, showing me where the bathroom was. I really was having a good time. It surprised me at how welcoming everyone was to me. Especially to how I was coming from the Cullen's and all. They really must accept them. I thought. I locked the bathroom door behind me, leaving Paul in the hallway to wait for me. I done my business and realized I was really starting to get a bit tipsy, a little too tipsy. I walked out of the bathroom, stumbling, trying to right myself. Paul caught me in an instant. "Had a few too many all ready Chris?" he chuckled, holding me close to him. All the thoughts of the Cullen's while I was in the bathroom started getting me thinking of Dawn. I nodded smiling up at him. "Would you mind showing me which room is mine Paul? I think I need to just relax for a minute. With everyone out there, it's starting to get a little stuffy for me and I just want to lay down for about ten minutes." I asked. "Are you all right princess? We can stop the party if you want to go to bed for the night." he asked worriedly, looking down at me. I shook my head. "No, I'm having a good time I just need a breather. Could you get me another beer real quick babe?" I asked him. He nodded, and took off quickly to grab another cold one. I leaned against the wall, leaning my head back.
He was there in a second, handing me another one. He held his hand behind me, pointing to which bedroom door was mine. I walked in, turning around in front of him. "Could you let me be just for ten minutes by myself? I'm fine, I just need to relax." He gave me a quizzical look before nodding. "If you need me, just holler. I can hear you above all the ruckus in the living room." I nodded. Paul leaned down to kiss me gently, raising his hand to rub his knuckles down the side of my face. He winked at me and turned around as I shut the door.
I turned around to look at my surroundings, the bedroom was done up in different brown colors. It made it look so woodsy. I guess that was alright since we were living in the woods. The bed comforter was done in multicolor brown plaid, matching the curtains. The carpet was a light tan and there was dark oak furniture all throughout the room matching each other. The king size bed was a four poster bed, no cloth hung over it, but still looked nice with nothing hanging off of the posts. There was a white ceiling fan with lights on the ceiling, since there was no air conditioning in the house. It was turned on, bringing the cool air of the evening through the open window. A small tan lamp was turned on the lowest setting next to the bed, leaving a faint glow throughout the room. There was no need for the fan light to be turned on, it wasn't too dark in the room. Just a nice glow for a drunk.
I crossed over to the bed and sat down. I sighed, thinking of all of the things that have happened just in the past 24 hours. How did it get to be so hectic? I've lost all track of my days already. We've been here for what? Maybe three days? I've never had this much drama in my life! I thought. So here I was, that point I get to sometimes when drinking and I need to be just alone to collect myself, but not before I whither in my pain. It use to be about an ex-boyfriend, a fight with my parents, work-related, just everyday stress that builds up and it doesn't release until I can't fight it off anymore.
I took a drink of the beer, just about drinking half of it gone. I was so thirsty already. A downside of drinking beer for me. I got so thirsty, and would drink more, drowning myself lower into my sorrows. I laid back onto the bed, keeping my boots off the comforter and hanging my beer down to the side of the bed so I wouldn't spill it on the bed.
Why do I always get myself into such messes? With Paul, it's not a mess, it's a godsend. If it wasn't for him right now, I don't know how further I would have fallen. I thought. I smiled up at the ceiling. Paul. My Paul. The light of my night. I couldn't live without him. I already knew that from the moment I saw him. But what about the Cullen's? My smile dropped. What would happen if they wanted me back with them? I couldn't leave Paul and I couldn't ask for Paul to join me back at the Cullen's home. I wouldn't put him through that agony. They weren't enemies apparently, but they weren't best friends either. Just acquaintances.
How could I chose between the love of my life who's my existence, my new family and my best friend? I frowned now at the ceiling. My eyes started tearing up, not wanting to let them spill, I sniffed, hoping that they would dry up. I didn't want to ruin the night, Paul still had a surprise for me. But I was feeling sad now. Sooner or later I would have to chose between three different things that were very important to me.
I heard a knock on the door and I hurriedly tried to wipe the tears from my eyes. Paul slowly opened the door and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. I sat up, taking another long swig from the bottle. He had a sad look on his face as he came to the bed and sat next to me at the foot. "Want to talk about it? I heard you sniff from the living room. I think just about everyone did. Some of the guys decided it was time to leave. They didn't want to be around an emotional girl right now." Paul said, chuckling, putting his hand on my knee, rubbing up and down my thigh.
I shook my head, not wanting to burden him with my troubles right now. It wasn't the time. I was getting drunk and I didn't want to spill any tears on him yet. I just met him today, I didn't want to place him in a hard spot. I'd tell him later when it was time to make a choice. "They didn't have to leave because of me. Why don't we go on back out there so they can see I'm alright?" I asked, putting on a fake smile for my love. I took his hand to pull him from the bed. "If you're sure. You can turn in for the night if you want."
"No, I'm not tired yet. There's still a party out there. We can't let our guests down, now can we?" I asked, chuckling. Paul nodded, following me out the door still holding my hand. We made our way back into the living room, my smile becoming more real. I already had just about all the boys ask me about my new truck. Wanting to see the inside.
I grabbed another beer, basically not even really needing it because I was already starting to see double. Paul kept me to his side, to make sure I stayed up straight, not tripping over my own feet. We made it outside to show the truck to everyone. Even Leah and Emily had come out to take a look at it. "Wow Chris, the Cullen's sure do go all out for you! Do you think they'll adopt me?" asked Seth. He just earned a whack on the back of the head from his sister Leah. Wow, how they act like Rosalie and Emmett, without the relationship. I thought. I grinned and shook my head, making my body sway a little. Paul tightened his grip around my waist, chuckling.
Paul let go of me for a few moments to unlock the truck and show everyone the inside. I'm surprised they took to the truck and didn't wrinkle their noses that it was a gift from the Cullen's. These people are surprising me more and more. I took another swig of my beer, drinking about another half of this bottle. I looked around at everyone climbing in the truck, awing at the interior. The girls were even interested. Paul had left me on the porch, standing on the top step, not wanting me to go up and down the stairs in my state. I started to feel real dizzy all of a sudden and felt like the ground below the stairs was coming up to meet my face. I felt strong warm hands around me, picking me up bridal style.
"I think that's enough to drink for you princess." I heard Paul say. I shook my head, taking the bottle to my lips and taking a big swig, emptying the bottle. "I'm still having fun!" I giggled. "Plus I still have… a couple more hours before it gets late." I slurred. Looking at my empty bottle with a frown, I could feel myself being swung around to go inside the house. "I think the party's over guys, Chris is out of it. I'm going to be taking her to her room. I'll see you all tomorrow!" Paul called. I could hear the guys groan behind us. "Oh why do you….(hiccup)…have to be such a party pooper Paul? Oh wow, say that three times fast!" I asked, giggling furiously. Hearing Paul chuckle against me sent me into hysterics. "I'm having so much fun! All you Quileute boys aren't so bad…(hiccup). Crap, I hate hiccups." I said giggling.
A hand appeared and took the empty bottle before we got to the hallway. Who the heck was that? I thought. They came out of no where! Either that or my eyes were closed. I didn't know which. "Believe me dear, you're going to feel the effect of tonight, tomorrow. It's time to stop and get some sleep to wear it off." Paul said. He brought me into my room sitting me on the bed. He removed my boots and took off towards my luggage. "Now where are your pajamas?" he asked. My eyes shot wide. I don't wear pajamas. I wear a nightie with nothing underneath! I screamed to myself. Sliding off the bed, I tried to approach Paul. But I wasn't doing very good. I wound up sliding down to my knees and crawling over to my bag I knew they were in. "Um, Paul? I don't have pajamas." I said sheepishly. I took my black one out of the bag and held it up by the shoulder strap with one finger, swaying it in the air.
"Oh for the love of God." he whispered looking wide eyed again at me. I giggled. Paul squeezed his eyes shut for a few moments. "I'll go ask Emily to help you get changed. You really don't want me to help you right now." shaking his head, he took off out of the room in search of Emily. I kept giggling. I couldn't stop. Everything was seeming just too funny to me. I mean really? A drunk helping another drunk get changed? This was going to be funny! I thought giggling even more. I had rolled onto the floor, laughing so hard, when Emily emerged. "You thinking the same thing I'm thinking girl? How much of a help can I be?" Emily said laughing too. She tried to pull me up to get me changed and wound up falling onto the floor beside me. We were both in hysterics. This is NOT going to work! I thought. I couldn't laugh any harder, my stomach hurt so bad, and I had to pee. NOT a good combo.
Paul stormed into the room, shaking his head and the two of us, rolling around drunk, laughing our asses off. He chuckled. He picked up Emily and hollered for Sam. "Sam! I think you have your own girl to worry about getting changed! She can't help Chris!" he sighed, taking Emily to the door, meeting Sam. Sam, taking one look at us, started laughing. "They sure are a sight aren't they? They'll get along just fine!" he said, taking over Emily. Paul shut the door and shook his head again at me. I started laughing hysterically again. "Paul…..I…..have…..to…..go…..pee…..badly!" I said between laughing fits, gasping for air.
"Already hun, hold on. I'll get you in there." picking me up and carrying me back into the hallway. I calmed down just long enough to do my business, and opened the door back up starting my giggling fit again. Paul grinned, shook his again for the millionth time for the night and picked me back up. He sat me down on the bed as soon as we got back into the room. "Are you sure you don't have anything else to wear Chris?" he asked hopefully. Giggling again, "Nope, sorry babe. Here, pass it over, I'll see what I can do myself." holding my hand over my mouth to keep the laughter from bubbling up again.
I got my shirt off, with Paul turned around, but I couldn't get my bra clasp off. "Um, Paul? I need a little help." I said sheepishly. Paul sighed, turning around. Paul growled low in his chest the moment he seen me sitting there in my bra and mini skirt. He walked over, unsnapped my bra slowly, and ran his hands down my back. His hot hands made goose bumps on my skin. I gasped. For being a werewolf, his hands were soft on my skin. I heard him growl again and leapt off the bed, tossing my nightie onto my lap. I hurried and tried to put it on, struggling with the head and straps part. I stood up to unzip my skirt in the back when I felt myself going towards the window, shrieking.
Paul's arms were around me, holding me back from doing a face plant into the window. "Sorry," I gasped. "I was trying to unzip my skirt." I looked around at him from behind me. He had his hands on my abdomen, with a firm grasp. His hands felt so right on me. "Let me, before you go and break something on your body please." he whispered. He let go with one hand, still steadying me with the other. I felt the zipper tug down slowly, revealing my black lace underwear underneath. I heard him growl softly behind me and he let go of me with his other hand. Gently tucking his fingers under the waist of my skirt, he pushed it down to the floor. I held onto his shoulder as I stepped out of the skirt. He pulled my nightie down quickly and straightened up. I shook my head at him.
Looking down at me quizzically, I placed his hands on my shoulders and reached under the nightie to pull of my underwear. Paul gasped and closed his eyes, moving his hands under my arms to better keep my balance. I took them off, losing my balance slightly and tossed them over to where my other clothes now laid. Righting my nightie, I took a hold of his shoulders, and leaned into him, reaching down to try and remove Paul's t-shirt. He stopped me mid-torso. "Chris? Remember when I said I had another surprise for you?" he asked opening his eyes to look down at me. I nodded.
"Well, since neither one of us is able to leave each other right now, I'm moving in. Here. With you." I gasped. Is he serious? I thought. I jumped into this arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. Paul growled and clung to me like I was his life line. "I take it you're ok with that?" he asked. I nodded, placing kisses along his jaw line. He chuckled. "But princess, we're not going to do anything. Especially not right now. When we do, I promise you, it will be right. Not when you're drunk and may not remember it." he said, placing a kiss on my neck.
I gasped. Feeling his hot lips on my neck sent shivers down my spine again. "Oh please don't do that. I'm having a hard time as it is right now not to take you right this instant." he groaned. He turned me around to the bed and pried my legs from his waist, letting me slip down to the bed. I nodded. I agreed with him on this. I wanted to remember it well too. I leaned my head up for a kiss and Paul obliged. It was short, but at least it fulfilled me for right now. I was getting sleepy. Paul turned back the covers and pushed me gently onto the pillow. "Sleep princess. I'll be right back." Paul said. He turned around and was gone out of the room. I sighed, I didn't want to fall asleep until I knew he was going to be in the same bed with me, holding me.
It didn't take too long before I heard him come back into the room, quietly shutting the door. "Paul?" I asked sleepily. "Shhh, it's me hun." he said whispering, coming to the other side of the bed. I could feel the blankets being pulled back and the bed give with his weight. He scooted over to me and wrapped me in his arms, spoon style. He had taken off his clothes and was now wearing what felt like boxers. Between my nightie and his boxers, there wasn't much clothing separating us. I sighed feeling contentment. I was in the arms of someone who adorned me, as well as I adorned him. This was right.
Paul kissed my hair, rubbing his thumb over my stomach muscles, lulling me to sleep. I knew I was drunk, but I knew what I had to say. "I love you Paul." I whispered. Within seconds I heard a reply. "As I love you too, Chris. Go to sleep princess. I'll be here when you wake up." he said sighing. With that, sleep over took me.
So how'd you like it? hehe I'm evil, I know. ;o)
