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Here's Part 2 of "Courage"

If you read my other fanfiction, "Choking on Air", this may look familiar.

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P.S. I only own Faith

Faith POV

The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.

Charles Dubois

I ran for a really long time, not caring about where I went. I prayed that I was leaving the monster I was behind me. I didn't see where I was running, but I ended up in a mini New York. I thought I should slow down a bit since people would probably think I had legs of steel. I started to walk from store to store, and realized I just needed to sit down somewhere. I looked up from the ground and whimpered back. There were yellow auras everywhere, and they stung my eyes. Lying against a brick wall, I squeezed my eyes shut, and focused on auras that were currently occupied. The diner called Joey's, just a block away. I speed-walked to the diner and entered the door. I forcefully opened my eyes, and was grateful that there weren't that many people with really bright yellow auras stinging my eyes.

I sat on one of the seats by the counter, and put my hands in my face. Behind my eyelids were pictures of Paul. The pictures of him made me yearn for him. The way his heat put a spark through my body, causing me to feel like jelly. When he would look at me, his eyes had nothing but love and adoration for me and only me. And his face when he bit into one of my muffins. Oh, he was just too cute. I thought back to the kiss, and how rough it was. I loved sweet kisses, but damn did I crave forceful ones. The energy that came off his delectable lips made me weak at the knees. How his hot hands felt on the back of my thighs just about killed me, and his tongue was my own private little dancer. If I had just one chance to see him, I would never leave his side no matter what.

Thinking about Paul produced tears out of my eyes. Before I knew it, I was sobbing.

The waitress came over and poured a cup of coffee for me, "There, there sweetheart. It'll be alright."

She handed me a box of tissues, and I gratefully accepted them.

Eventually my sobs died down until I was only sniffling. Right then, I felt two auras take seats on either sides of me.

I really did not want to be around people right now.

The girl with the glasses cleared her throat, "Excuse me, are you alright?"

Do I look alright? "Stupid question."

She swallowed, "What's your name?"

She's persistent, I'll give her that. "Something unique."

She was going to speak, but she just gave up and left.

The other girl leaned in, "Who's the jerk who broke your heart?"

The tone in her voice seemed protective, so I had to look at her to at least profile her. She was probably the most beautiful girl I've seen. I mean, she has the most average genes with her brown hair and eyes, but she had this vibrancy to herself. She looked like she was glowing with her pale skin. She was a happy person, and a very caring person. By the look in her eyes, I knew that she's been through pain. This is probably why she's protective. She doesn't want to see anyone with a pain that was similar to hers. But the pain has made her stronger. That gave me the courage to speak to her.

"More like my family keeping me in captivity."

She looked confused, "Why would they do that?"

I knew if I told her I was a gypsy, she'd probably think I was crazy. So I only told her the half-truth, "If I knew, would I be here?"

She added, "So are you exactly from here?"

I shook my head, "No. I'm from La Push. I needed to clear my head. That's why I'm in…"

I wasn't really sure where I was, and I left the sentence hanging so she could fill it in.

"Port Angeles."

Holy shit, I ran miles in minutes. "Damn. That's far."

She just laughed. Then she asked, "So, what's your name?"

I stuck my hand out, "Faith. Faith Rossdale."

She accepted my hand, "Isabella Swan. Just call me Bella."

Bella. Italian for beautiful? It suits her well.

"I would have anyway. It sounds cooler."

She smiled, then asked, "So how does someone like you get into a reservation?"

Everyone asks me that question, "I may be pasty but that doesn't mean I'm not Indian. Half, actually from my…dad's side."

Oh yea. Daddy dearest.

"You're fighting with your dad?"

I nodded. And before I knew it, I poured my heart out to a girl I've just met. "I don't want to fight with him, and I rarely do. I mean, we get along great. Last Saturday morning he approves of this guy I like and I can finally date someone my dad actually likes. But five minutes later he's telling my guy to get off the property and locks me up in my room for a week, preventing me from seeing him! And right now I snuck out of my house, hoping I could run away from my family so I can finally be with Paul!"

She looked shocked, "Paul? As in Quileute Boy Paul Walker?"

Did she know him? "Yea. You know him?!"

She stared at me for a second, realizing something, then started to laugh. Why? I don't know.

"He's friends with my boyfriend. Heard of Jacob Black?"

I got excited, "We see each other every day at school! Wait; are you one of the girls who goes to Forks High School?"

She nodded, "Yep. The other girl you shooed away goes to the school too."

"Tell her I'm sorry."

I felt her aura come up behind me, "Apology accepted."

I turned to her and offered a handshake, "I'm Faith Rossdale."

She took it, "Angela Weber. Embry's girlfriend. Nice to finally meet you."

So these are Jake's and Embry's girlfriends. Man they must hang out with them all the time. And with Quil, Seth, Jared, Paul-

They would hang out with Paul! This is my chance to see him!

"Are you guys hanging out with Jake and Embry today?"

She looked at Angela, and then responded, "Um, we usually do. I'll call Jacob to make sure."

Yes! Yes! Yes!, "Could I come along? I mean, Paul hangs out with Jacob, and I haven't seen him in so long…"

Please buy it. It's the truth! Please take me come with you. I need to see Paul A.S.A.P!

She finally responded, "Of course. I'll call Jacob and I won't tell him anything except keep Paul on lockdown. That way we can surprise him."

Thank you Lord for blessing me with someone as amazing as Bella, "Thanks Bella."

She whipped out her phone and started talking to Jacob. That's when I noticed the waiter. His posture seemed protective. Like stalker boyfriend protective. And his aura was off. It was an orange, which was weird. I've never come across an orange. Only yellow, green, and my mom who's a white. But never orange. He must be unique.

He was giving me the death stare, and I flicked him off.

I guess that was a bad idea. Because the vibe I was getting from him was bad. Protective, yet murderous.

Oops?

Bella snapped her phone shut, "Let's go."

I grabbed my backpack, and headed to Bella's truck. It was old, but it had charm to it. I love it from the minute I saw it. Bella was still worrying about me, since I was sort of squished. But I re-assured her that I was fine. I started to like Bella. She was truly a loving person. She loved everything and anyone. She has to potential to be the big sister I've never had. Angela is quiet, but I know that her soul is pure. She is a genuine person. I recognized the streets in La Push and realized that I was so close to being with Paul again. Just the thought of him holding me is threatening me to scream in delight. We turned on Jacob's street, and I almost died.

There he was, sitting on the porch. Even with a grin, he had the most pain expression on his face. His aura was more vibrant that before, yet it had a gray tint to it. I couldn't wait to jump into his arms.

Bella got out of the truck with Angela following her, "Paul! I found something for you while I was in Port Angeles."

He wasn't focused on Bella at all, "What did you buy?"

She smirked, "I didn't say I bought it. I found it."

That was my signal. I jumped out of the car, and slammed the door. I saw Paul's face light up, and the gray tint in his aura vanished. He forced the tears to come out of my eyes.

"Paul!" I screeched in delight.

I started running towards him, and he got up and did the same. We met in the middle, and I literally jumped into his arms. I was used to his heat that I was going to go crazy if I didn't have him hug me. A week being Paul deprived would have sent me into the loony bin. I snuggled closer to him, squishing my arms in between us, and I could have died right there, because I was finally happy.

I pulled away to look at his face. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, "You haven't been sleeping."

He smiled crookedly, "You haven't been eating."

I moved my mouth to the side and pierced it.

"Sorry," we said at the same time. Then we burst into small giggles, not trying to ruin the moment.

Here I was in the arms of the man of my life. My purpose. My soul mate. My everything. I didn't want to die knowing I would have never said it.

Bella gave me the courage, and without realizing it, I did say it.

"I love you."

Paul's eyes had sparkles in it. Hearing those words unlocked his heart and let me in. I finally was the first person let inside Paul's fortress. For the first time, Paul was vulnerable. And he used his vulnerability against me.

His lips crashed onto my own, just like I was yearning for earlier. My hands grabbed the well built muscles between his neck and shoulder, and one of his hands knotted in my hair while the other was on my lower back, pushing me towards him. The kiss was rough at first, but I felt Paul's walls just shatter and hit the ground with a thud, becoming softer. I finally had Paul to myself. It took 8 letters; 3 words to undo Paul. A simple phrase a child would say to a stuffed animal could make a grown man weak to his core. Little did he know that he has me in the palm of his hand, but I don't mind being a specimen.

He pulled away from the kiss, and he looked at me with such intensity I thought I was going to burst under his gaze.

"I love you too."

Apparently it took me 11 letters and 4 words to undo me. I found myself kissing him again.

Paul loves me! Me! Faith London Rossdale has finally had someone say they love her back! The thought put a smile on my face. Paul pulled back again, and I pouted.

He laughed, "Don't worry; we'll do more of that later."

Jacob shouted, "Paul! You coming too?"

Paul tightened his hold on me as he turned his head, "Yea. We'll meet you there."

He kept one arm around me and directed me to the truck.

"So, where are we meeting Jake and the gang?"

He smiled, "At First Beach."

I was confused, "We're swimming?"

I got into the passenger seat, and settled in. Paul put the car into gear.

"Nope. We're going cliff diving."

Cliff-diving?! I got extremely excited. "You guys cliff-dive?!"

He smiled, "Yep. We're going to go to your house to pick up a bathing suit, if you don't mind."

I was jumping in my seat, "I can't wait to dive. It's been so long since I have."

He was shocked, "You've done it before?"

I nodded, "I was the best diver back home."

He looked at me then, "Seriously?"

I silently laughed, "Yea, I used to do it with Glenn all the time."

He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, "So, this Glenn. Are you guys close?"

I smiled. He didn't know Glenn was gay, "Yea. We are. But not as close as me and you."

He looked at me, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I snuggled closer to him, enjoying the moment. We reached the mouth of the hill; the road leading up to my home, when I realized someone might be at the home.

Paul was almost up the hill when I said, "Stop."

He was confused, but he did stop and parked his car, "Faith? What's wrong?"

I shushed him, and focused on any auras that were at the home. I got out of the car and remained focused. I cleared every room in my home, and the backyard. No one was home.

I sighed, "It's nothing."

Paul nodded, and went to turn on his car. But it wouldn't start.

Paul grunted, "Come on, not today baby. Come on."

He tried and tried, until it died right there. I felt guilty for telling him to stop right there, otherwise, he'd probably still have his car. He yanked the hood open, and looked around in it, and with a sad expression, he shut the hood.

"Paul, I'm sorry I made you stop."

He looked at me with hurt in his eyes, "Never apologize to me. You did nothing wrong."

I nodded, taking in what Paul said.

He mumbled something too low for human ears to hear. But I made out something along the lines of wanting his bike.

Paul could ride a motorcycle?

The thought hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Wait here Paul."

I ran towards my house and busted through the door. I bolted up to my bedroom, and turned the handle, but the stupid butter handle was still on. I focused on walking through the door, and before I knew it, I was in my room. Score one for the young gypsy. I grabbed my cross-bone two piece bathing suit and threw my clothes off and changed quickly. I pulled on jean short shorts with a tank top, grabbing a towel in the process and throwing that into my bag. I slipped on my converses, slung my backpack over my shoulder and then walked through the door again. I started making my way to the key hanger, praying that Nico didn't take his keys. I spotted them and snagged them off the hook and made my way to the garage. I passed Keon's Lamborghini and Bo's Porsche and walked up to Nico's black and chrome Harley-Davidson. I hopped on the bike and turned the ignition. The bike roared to life as I turned the throttle, and I smiled when I did. I hit the garage door button to open it, and put the bike into gear.

Before I knew it, I was flying.

I started riding towards where Paul was. When I finally was in view, Paul's jaw was not intact.

I stopped the bike right in front of him. With a smile, I said, "You like?"

He picked his jaw up and wiped the drool off his mouth, "I like the bike. But the sexiest thing I've seen and will ever see is you on that bike."

I laughed, and got off the bike, "Too bad, you're driving."

I threw the keys to him and he caught it.

He looked at me then, and I nodded, persuading him to the bike.

He shook his head, "Nuh-uh. No way. Nico will castrate me."

I walked up to him and brushed against his body, "I'll bake your favorite chocolate chip muffins…"

He gave me a quick peck on the lips and hopped on the bike. I sat on the back and snuggled myself closer to Paul.

"Wait," he said. He got off the bike and went to his truck. He pulled out a leather jacket, and offered it to me.

"Please Faith?"

I shook my head, "I'll be fine Paul. Really, I've done this before."

He really didn't want to argue, "Please?"

Paul took care of me too much. I didn't want to depend on him. And plus, I've ridden a bike without a jacket plenty times.

I huffed, slung my bag off my shoulders, shoved my arms in the jacket, and put the bag on.

"Happy?"

He smiled and kissed my temple, "Extremely."

He got back on the bike, and I snuggled closer to him.

"Hold tight."

And with that, we were soaring.

Paul pushed the bike to go faster than it should, but I didn't mind. It reminded me of the times I was on the back of the silver wolf. I missed the wolf. It probably wondered where the hell I went off to. I hoped that it wouldn't be mad at me. Paul zoomed in between cars, and then went through a forest path. Just then, the sun shined. As much as I wanted to see the sun without the trees, it was more beautiful to fully see the green brighten up. Our path was lit up with yellow spots here or there, and it was just absolutely beautiful.

I missed the sun greatly, but to fully appreciate something, you had to have it taken away from you.

I've had Paul taken away from me, and I realized that Paul is the most precious thing to me in the world. And I appreciated him, and cared for him, and loved him.

For some strange reason, the sun gave me energy. I smiled, and felt my spirit lift.

After a while, we arrived at the beach, with everyone there. Including a baby, which was odd.

Paul parked, and Quil spat out, "Dude, that's a sweet ride."

He turned off the motorcycle, and I got off, "It's Nico's bike."

Embry widened his eyes, "You know he's going to kill you, right?"

I defended myself, "Hey! Paul was the one who was driving it!"

Paul put his hands on his hips, "Excuse me? You persuaded me with your evil muffins!"

I grinned, "First of all, my muffins aren't evil. Second, I don't need no stinkin' pastry to persuade you."

He mumbled, "You want to make a bet on that?"

I playfully poked his chest, "I don't do bets, because it wouldn't be fair to you."

He chuckled, "That's what you think."

Seth came up to us, "Come on, we're going up now."

I looked at the cliffs and frowned, "They're so small." I noticed the top one, "Can we go on the big one?"

He looked at me shocked, "Really? You want to jump off the top?"

I nodded furiously.

He laughed, "We'll warm up first."

I pouted, but he just kissed my cheeks. And my nose. And my lips. And he kept tracing his kisses.

I bobbed my head with a smile, "Okay, we'll warm up first."

He smiled, "You foolish little girl."

Paul left with the rest of the boys and Kim and Lizzy; I decided to wait for Angela and Bella. When they came out of the trailer, we started to make our way towards the second highest cliff. When we reached the top, we all went to our guys. Paul had his arms on my lower back, and I just leaned into his chest while we watched Jacob and Bella jump off the cliff.

Embry asked, "Who's going next?"

Since no one wanted to go, I exhaled, "I'll go."

Paul tightened his hold on me, "You sure you don't want me to go with you?"

I smiled, "Trust me, you won't regret it."

I pulled off my shorts and t-shirt, along with Paul's jacket, while avoiding the whistles.

Quil commented, "Nice ass, Fairy."

I smirked, "Thanks. Want to see it at a different angle?"

Before he could say anything, I started running towards the cliff, when I reached the edge; I tilted my back, forcing me to do a back flip. Just for kicks I did two more, and landed into the water with my feet pointed. The water was colder than the one back home. I burst through the water and swam to the beach. Once I reached the beach, I started to recover from the massive dive I just pulled off.

Two warm arms slithered around my waist. Paul whispered in my ear, "You're crazy woman."

He pulled me to his chest, and I felt his heart beat against the back of my head, "Well, would you want me 'normal'?"

He kissed my temple, "I guess not."

I sensed green auras around me, and ignored the guys. They are not ruining this moment. I turned around and hooked my arms around his neck, "So, what do you want to do? Because I really don't feel like being in the mood to go jumping off cliffs."

His arms rested on my lower back, "Hmmm, I could really go for a-"

"Faith?!"

Who the hell in the world would even dare to call me at the moment?! It better not be Quil or so help be Lord…

My head whipped around to basically dissect the person who cock blocked me, but stopped instantly.

Shit. Brothers.

Oh la laaaa!

I have this INSANE story line that's coming up soon, so be prepared!

Xoxo N.