Good morning to all. Thought that I would take some time to post a new chap. I got this great review from one of my readers and it really changed the whole way that I thought about this fic. My reviews are real low for this and it kinda set me back a little bit becasue I think this is one of the best fics that I have worked on.

SO the fact that my reviews are so low kinda got me down so i thought that i would post becasue I said that if i got six reviews I would so im not really sure if I got six but the ones that I did get was good ones that really meant a lot to me and touched my heart. Also later today I will be posting the playlist to my different fics so that everyone will be able to get a feel of whats going on.

On my playlist is what I think they would be listening to when all this was going on. Kinda of like a life sound track. So I will be doing that. ANd if anyone knows a site where I can post my pics of what everything is looking like, my playlist and anything else that has to do with my fics please let me know so that I can have just one link on my page that takes you to everything.

Getting something set up like that is my mission today so if someone would help me out I will be for-ever happy and will owe you a chap..lol I hope that everyone has the best day ever.

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~ Set Free ~

Mess With my Head pt. Two

Paul PoV

" Did you have a good time with Mr. Asshole?" Mom pounced on me as soon as I got in the door. " Must have because you sure didn't call me at all."

" Yeah sorry." I huffed as I made my way up the to my room. She wasn't upset that I didn't call her, she could really give a damn less about me. I knew that this was just her taking out the issue she had with me going in the first place.

" Sorry! That's all you have to say!" She yelled three steps behind me. I could smell the wine on her breath and from how strong it was I knew that she must have been drinking the whole weekend. Not really a shocker that's her thing. Drink wine, being better then everyone else, and fighting with whoever will fight with her.

I slammed the bedroom door locking it so that she wouldn't come in here. Really I shouldn't even be in the house as unstable as I've been. Yeah, phased after Rachel hung up on me. Barely made it out of the hotel. I was trying to keep from phasing now because I didn't want everyone in my head right now. That was the worst thing that could happen right now.

" OPEN THIS DOOR! SO HELP ME GOD PAUL I WILL BEAT IT THE FUCK DOWN!" She screamed as she beat on the door with all she had. I knew the door wasn't going any where but that didn't stop me from getting pissed off.

" Go the fuck away Mom!" I yelled as I felt the shaking start.

1,2,3,4,5,6

" Okay!" She yelled as she stormed away. I heard her go down the stairs and the front door open.

I zoned out after that not really caring about where she was headed to or what she was doing. Sitting on my bed I pulled my phone out my pocket and dialed Rachel's number. I hadn't called since the night that she basically told me that she had feelings for me. But she didn't actually say it in them words.

It rung three times before she answered

" Hello." My heart skipped a beat hearing her voice.

" Hey, I'm home." I whispered feeling as if I had lost my voice.

" So, you gonna come see me?" She asked shyly.

Damn.. she was hot

" Om... I'm not really sure if I can I might have pa...work tonight." I said quickly hoping she wouldn't catch my slip up.

" Oh." She said sadly. " I guess I'll just see you when ever you have time." She said in a hurry before she hung up.

BAMM!!!! BAMM!!!! BAMM!!!!

The sound of splitting wood filled the house as I watched the head of a hammer pieced through the door one loud hit after another.

BAMM!!!! BAMM!!!! BAMM!!!!

I jumped off the bed pulling what was left of the door open and grabbed the hand that mom had the hammer in pushing her up against the wall as to restrain her.

" What the fuck is wrong with you?" I yelled as I let her go pulling the hammer out of her hand.

She lunged at me landing on me with all her force which didn't even make me sway but she ended up sitting on the floor on her ass. I gave her one last look before I took off for the door.

There was no way that I was going to make it another minute in this house, there was no way that I was going to be able to hold it together. I was out the door and into the woods before I even had a second thought about it.

" Yeah run away... just like your dad.. Your just like him a useless waste of air and I hate you." Mom yelled from the door.

I couldn't phase, I wouldn't phase. I didn't have room in my head for anyone. I couldn't do it right now so I ran. Running was never an issue because even in human form I could still run faster then the average 17 teen year old boy. I would still be running when they done stopped for air.

So I was running. On the way to now where. Sometime's I just don't understand. Like I really don't fucking get it

Did she really have to do shit like that? Was it really that serious, that she had to beat down my door. It's shit like that, that pisses me off. The fact that I never have to do anything to her for her to fly off the handle.

And people wonder why I'm the way I am

Who ever said that it get's easier in time fucking lied because I have been dealing with shit like this all my life and ain't shit got better. No, I get pissed off after my mother about kills me and I phase. That's what I get to turn into a fucking wolf. I guess the muscles and the build is my better in time. Still can't do anything about it, because now unlike then I can take care of myself, yet if I do my mother would be dead.

So much for life...moving on now

I slowed my pace to a quick jog, the reason that I couldn't phase is because I had to prove that I had it all together. It's not that anyone has said anything it's just I know that I have to prove myself I'm the bad wolf. The angry one. If I can't keep it together then I can't be with Rachel. And being without Rachel is something that I can't do. There's no way I would lose my mind.

All Billy needs to do is find out about one slip up and it's over. His word is like law around here and alpha order is law. Sam has been really cool though, but I know when it comes down to it what he says is what I do. That's why I've been trying everything that I know to keep it under control . I count to 20, breath deeply, all that. I'm trying if that's the only thing I'm doing.

What's funny is that they shouldn't ever worry about me hurting Rach. I could never hurt her because when I'm with her there is nothing ever wrong. I might get upset but if I'm around her all I have to do is look and all is right with the world. The only person in this world that could stop me from doing anything. They should really worry about when she isn't around.

That's when I have all my fucked up issues

I have late night patrol tonight with Embry tonight, which I'm kinda grateful for, that boy has issues of his own so he wont focus on mine. And who knows we might even get a few thoughts for good ol Jake.

Yay!

My feelings towards Jacob Black haven't changed none. Won't get any better when he finds out that I imprinted on his sister. I ain't scared of him though we can still fight it out like we always do. Wouldn't change anything but I'm always down for some anger releases.

I was going to go to Rachel's, I still had time to burn and there was no way that I was going back home. I wasn't going to go back home for a few days. Sam and Emily's couch is where I would be for the rest of the week most likely. It's nice to have somewhere to go now. I mean I could always go to Jared but that was when I was younger and it wasn't that easy getting away back then. People don't ask as many questions now when I show up to crash on the couch anymore. My mom don't show up the morning after beating on the door screaming for me or come to school making a scene.

So I guess something did get better after all

//**//**//**//

I knocked on the door taking a step back to wait.

Yeah I came to Rachel's, I was excited about seeing her, happy that I was going to feel at ease after not seeing her for the whole weekend. I was going to be able to keep it together. I heard her foot steps making there way to the door. Billy must not have been home because he was always the first one to the door if he was here. Either way it didn't matter I was going to stay until it was time for me to go to patrol.

I watched the door come open slowly it was almost in slow motion working it way up to the main attraction.

My angel

My breathtakingly beautiful angel. I saw breath taking because when I saw her it was hard to breath. She was wearing a simple pair of gray boy shorts, spaghetti strap shirt that came just cam low enough to drive a guy crazy. Her long ebony hair was down following all around her. She looked bright, happy glowing almost. As I looked it into her hazel brown eyes pulling me in deep.

" Paul." She whispered with a smile. Like I had made her day just by being in front of her.

" Hey." I said using the same tone that she had. I broke eye contact and then looked back into her eyes this time letting mine melt into hers.

" Dad's not here, but I was just sitting her drawing listening to music." She told me as she held the door open, letting me know that she wanted me to come in.

" That's cool." I said as I made my way in letting her close the door behind me. She was right she had been drawing there was scratch books all over the table in front of the couch and an open on laying on a pillow on the arm of the chair. She must have sat it there to answer the door because she had clearly been sitting on the couch that where all her stuff was.

" Sorry the place is such a mess, dad's been gone all day and I didn't feel like doing anything other then mess around with this stuff." She said picking up everything is a hurry.

I stood up grabbing her by her arm before she could pick up anything else. " You don't have to do that." I whispered listen to her heart beat a little bit faster.

She gazed in my eyes before looking down at where I was holding her arm.

I pulled away quickly. " Sorry." I said in a hushed tone before sitting back down.

She smiled before taking her things into the kitchen and making her way back. She sat down in the chair pulling her scratch book into her lap looking over whatever it was that she was working on. I didn't say anything just watched her wondering how god could make such a perfect person. No other girl that I have ever seen looked anything like her. Yeah she has a twin but I bet there is something different between them even if it only takes me to see it.

" So, How was your weekend?" She asked before looking up at me catching me studying her.

I smiled. "Happy it's over because I get to look at you."

Something about the way that she looked at me made me want to pull her into my arms and tell her just how she really made me feel. I wanted to tell her that I would do anything to make sure that I could always see her. That she's the best thing that has ever happened to me.

" You're really a great guy Paul, don't let anyone ever bring you down." She stated matter of factly like it was the purest thing she's ever said.

" If you say so." I whispered knowing that there was a good chance that she wouldn't even hear me.

" Really." She smiled closing her book dropping it on the floor besides her.

" What about you? How was your weekend?" I asked realizing that I hadn't asked her yet.

She rolled here eyes before letting out a small laugh. " The same as it every weekend, only I didn't have anyone to help me pass the time." She said throwing me a smile.

I guess she needed me as much as I needed her

" Well. I guess we missed each other a lot then." I said seriously.

She nodded her head laying her head against the back of the chair closing her eyes. I followed her lead letting myself fall into the back of the couch. And this was what I needed. I didn't have to be talking to Rachel, as long as I was with her I was good. Everything was good.

See how twisted my life is, I got one person that I care about telling me that she hates me. And the other one telling me what a great person I am. Fucked up thing is either of them really even know who I am.

And once again everything is totally messing with me head