Chapter 10 – Runaway Story

The days started to fly by and soon it had been 3 weeks, since Olivia's paperwork had been filed for emancipation. Sam got a call from Amelia and was told Olivia would have to go before the judge and answer any questions that he might ask. Now all he had to do was tell Livy.

Olivia sat at the kitchen table as she ate dinner with the other guys. Bryan was at football practice. School for everyone was starting in two weeks. Olivia had been enrolled and was ready for a change.

Sam cleared his throat. "Livy, I meant to tell you Amelia called earlier and the judge would like to meet with you."

The air in the kitchen changed. The guys stopped eating, which was unusual; they never stopped eating for nothing. They all looked over at Olivia as she frowned. It was the first time any of them had seen her frown. They all watched as she stood and walked out the back door.

All their eyes turned to Sam and he just shook his head negatively. "Leave her be."

A few minutes later the front door opened and Paul walked through it. He walked into the kitchen and looked around and his eyes settled on an empty chair next to Sam. "Where's Olivia?"

Quil cleared his throat as he caught Paul's attention and jetted his eyes towards the back door. Paul looked at Sam. "What's happened Sam?"

Sam sighed heavily. "The judge wants to question her about her emancipation papers."

Paul frowned deeply. "What happened to Olivia Sam?"

"That is not for me to tell you Paul. She's your imprint and if you took an interest in her for more than five seconds, she might actually trust you enough to tell you what happened. She might actually be inclined to tell you something about herself."

Paul's frown deepened. "That's easier said than done."

Sam pushed away from the table as he stood up. "Actually it's not that difficult at all. She's your damn imprint. Everyone in this room knows how much your wolf needs and wants and LONGS to be with her, but you are so adamant and stubborn about giving up your playboy status. You're hurting her as much as you're hurting yourself. And it's completely ridiculous."

"Sam." Emily ghostly whispered. "I'm sure things feel different for the guys. You already know Paul is nothing like the guys. Just like Jake isn't either. You have several different personalities and several different people. None of them are the same."

Sam shook his head. "I can't tell you what to do Paul. She's my baby sister, but she's not been a baby for a long time. My sister had to grow up fast when our mother forced her to leave La Push. Our mother had never been the motherly type and once I turned 16 and phased our father took off. The truth of the matter is our parents should never have got married and should've never been parents. I just know you need to stop this ridiculous bullshit."

Paul growled slightly. "I know what I'm doing to her and myself. Don't you think I can feel it? I feel it every damn day, but I can't force myself to do something. And I'm not about to let you or anyone else force me to do anything. I don't give a shit if you are the alpha or if it was Jake. No one makes decisions in my life but me." Paul shook his head as he turned and left the house.

Sam turned and looked at Emily when she sighed heavily. "Sam you can't be pushy. You just can't. It has to happen on its own. She's your sister but, she's Paul's imprint. You don't know what's going on in either of their heads and as much crap that Hillary put your sister through already, you're really going to try and make Paul make decisions that are rushed and not that well thought out? You need to just let them be."

Olivia was sitting on the back porch and couldn't help physically jumping when someone walked out and slammed the door. She looked up and angry onyx eyes were looking back at her. She physically jumped again when Paul let out a crazy almost animalistic growl.

Paul didn't mean to scare her; he didn't notice she was sitting on the porch until after he slammed the door and the growl he let out; definitely came out a little rougher than he thought it would. Once their eyes locked it only reminded him of how beautiful she really was and how she was all his; for the taking. If he only took his head out of his ass and did the right thing. "You wanna go for a walk?" He asked with gruff to his voice. He could feel mixed emotions coming from her.

Olivia really didn't answer she could only nod her head. She stood up and fell in step with Paul as they walked into the trees. "I hope you know where you're going because my navigational skills are not active."

Paul chuckled. "Yea I know. Trust me. I won't let anything happen to you; Sam would kill me and put my head on a stake in the front yard to make an example out of me." Paul couldn't remember the last time he laughed. He heard her squeak out a few giggles and he was suddenly aware that was the first time he'd made her laugh. Paul stopped in his tracks as he grabbed Olivia's hand. "How the hell did I make you laugh?"

Olivia opened and closed her mouth a couple of times. "Um, you said something funny? Why else would I have laughed?"

Paul shook his head. "I don't know. That was the first time I ever made you laugh. It sounded so good. You have no idea exactly how good it sounded to me." They began to walk again as Paul steered them towards the beach.

"You're the one who keeps disappearing for weeks after kissing me. I haven't been the one running. Which is actually strange because that's all I've done since I was thirteen was run away." Olivia couldn't believe she just confessed that to Paul.

Paul swallowed. "You're only sixteen, how many times could you have possible run away?"

Olivia smirked. "You mean how many times since I turned sixteen or how many times from thirteen to sixteen. I mean I realize it was only four years, but you might be surprised."

Paul's eyebrows shot up in wonder. "Which number is bigger?"

Olivia couldn't help the giggle at the look on his face. "I've run away about 4 dozen times; might as well say twelve times a year just to be even."

Paul frowned. "So – what brought you to La Push? I know you had to of runaway this time otherwise Sam wouldn't have gotten a lawyer to help file your emancipation papers. Wait, never mind you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

Olivia sighed heavily as she combed her fingers through her hair. "You're going to find out eventually. My mother was charging men her own age or older to have dinner with me. Nothing else just dinner and I had no idea she was charging them. I thought it was harmless until I eavesdropped on her one night. The guy handed over a wad of cash and she just thanked him politely and sent him on his way like it was just a business deal. My mother has had gambling issues her whole life. And apparently one night she gambled too much and was in debt for far more than her pay check seemed to cover. So she sold dinner dates with me to pay her debt off."

Paul could feel the fear radiating off of her. He could feel his body vibrating as he tried to keep it together. He watched as she shook her head as if she was trying to get rid of every bad memory her mother caused.

"That's not even the worst part. She went online and created a profile and put my virginity up for bid. Something that was mine to give to whomever I chose and she was selling it to the highest bidder. Some guy came by the house one night while my mother was at work and was trying to lay stake to his claim and I hid from him. He swore up and down he would find me wherever I went. I packed my bags and left that night. 2,500 miles and a few states later; I'm knocking on my brothers front door praying to every God and Buddha I know that he doesn't send me back home."

A deep lowly growl came from Paul's chest as he knew he was failing miserably to keep his temper in check. Olivia watched as he walked a few steps ahead of her as his chest was rising and falling. She watched wide eyed as he reached out and punched the center of a huge tree so hard it slowly crept over and hit the Earth with a deafening THUD. Which rattled and vibrated the ground so much, Olivia lost her balance and fell to the ground.

HOW DARE SOMEONE DO THAT TO HIS IMPRINT?

Paul couldn't stop it. It was going to happen. He couldn't runaway and leave Olivia by herself Sam would kill him worse and so much more painfully if he did. He was going to phase in front of Olivia and there was no stopping it. The fire that boiled his blood let the spark go and he felt the familiar zip started at the back of his head and slide right down his spine as his whole body was suddenly covered with silvery fur.

Olivia got her bearings as she looked up and watched as Paul suddenly – transformed into a gigantic wolf. She couldn't believe her eyes as she let out an audible gasp and the wolf spun and looked at her. Spots erupted in the back of her eyes and soon the blackness took over her entire body.