Chapter 10

Author's Note: So the last chapter didn't get the reviews I thought it would, but oh well. So here's the next chapter, and I just have to say this was the first chapter I wrote for this story.

By the way, I'm starting a new fic about Claire and Quil called Center of My Universe, and it would be awesome if you checked it out when I upload it!!

Please Enjoy!!

"I'm Coming Home"

"That was possibly the worst movie ever made," Embry said as we walked into the kitchen a few weeks later.

"Speak for yourself, I really liked it," I said surprised by how offensive I got over the movie. Ok, so maybe the plotline was overused, but I just loved the idea of a bad guy falling for the good girl, and in the end the boy changing for the girl.

"Jeez, it was just a movie, no need to get all into it," he said as he opened the fridge. Something just came over me and I got the urge to cry. It was quite random. So I quickly sat down at the table, suddenly overcome with emotion.

As though he sensed this, Embry quickly shut the fridge and walked over to me. He sat down on the chair next to me and pulled me into his lap.

"What's wrong? You know I was kidding right. I didn't mean to offend you," he said and then he kissed my forehead.

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with me," I said as I put my head against his chest. He hugged me tighter.

Just as abruptly, my sadness faded and turned into anger and I pushed off him and walked into my room. In the process, I slammed my door in the face of a very confused looking Embry.

He knocked lightly before he opened the door. "Ok, so what's going on?" He asked gently.

"I don't know," I snapped. I hated the tone he was using with me. It was like he was the adult punishing the angry toddler who didn't get their way.

He threw his hands in the air. "I'm just trying to help, but instead of taking this to heart, I'm going to pass this off as you PMSing or something," he said with a hint of anger.

I whipped my head to look at him and I felt like puking. What did he just say?

Without another word, I went to the kitchen and grabbed my keys. I felt Embry's hand grab my wrist, but I yanked my hand, which caused him to drop his hold. I ran to my car and drove to the first store I could find.

I kept it quick, and within five minutes I was driving back to my house. I pulled into my driveway and saw Embry sitting on the steps of the porch with his head in his hands. I grabbed the bag off the passenger seat and ran into the house, headed straight to the bathroom.

I locked the door, and took a deep breath. I looked at the door knob as Embry tried to open the door.

"I swear I will pull the door off the hinges if you don't tell me what's going on," he yelled as he started pounding on the door. "Jen, please can we just talk? I have something I have to tell you anyways. Just please talk to me Jenna," he added the last part gently.

"Later," was my only response. At the moment I could care less what he wanted to tell me. I have slightly more important problems than needing to listen to my teenaged who knows what discuss his problems with me.

Five excruciatingly long minutes later, I looked at all the tests that were lined up on my counter. I took a deep breath and ready myself for the results.

My heart sank and I started hyperventilating. I couldn't breathe, all I could hear was myself gasping for air. I jumped and screamed a high pitched squeal when I felt two warm hands grabbing my face. I looked into his worried eyes and I finally started crying.

"Jenna, what's wrong?" He strained to ask calmly. Just like before, my anger just boiled deep inside of me, threatening to overflow as I grabbed the pregnancy test boxes and threw them at him.

"This is what's wrong you fucking moron!" I screamed at him. His face fell as he stumbled back against the wall. He just changed his stare from my eyes to my stomach with his mouth open.

"How is that possible? I mean, we did it once," he whispered.

"You took sex-ed right? Or are you still too young?" I said becoming irritated.

After a few minutes of staring at me like I was a freak, he walked slowly up to me and gently grabbed my face, which he was doing a lot lately.

"Listen to me Jenna, this," he said as he placed one hand on my stomach, "changes nothing. I will be here for you, no matter what. I know you think I'm too young or whatever, but that doesn't matter. All that matters to me is you. I would do anything for you, and if that means growing up so I can be a dad for this baby, then so be it," he paused to kiss me softly on the lips. "You have nothing to worry about though. I swear I will take care of you," he said and all I could do was look into his eyes. Suddenly nothing else mattered. I had Embry and I trusted him with everything. Staring into his eyes, I have never felt more love and passion coming from him. And with that I knew I could handle this and everything life had to throw at me as long as Embry was with me.

He kissed me gently on my lips again. It was pure bliss. He pulled away and I smiled at him.

"Sorry I went crazy earlier," I said as I put my head against his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

He chuckled softly. "I seriously thought you lost your mind. Then you just left and I pha-" he abruptly stopped and pulled me back to look at me.

"Sorry about the door," he paused as we both looked. I cringed at the sight of the door lying on the ground with the frame quite busted. "I promise I will fix it."

I looked up at him and he was just staring at me.

"What were you saying before?" I asked.

"Oh, well maybe now's not a good time. I mean, we just found out your pregnant," he said as he looked at the boxes I'd throw before.

"Just tell me Embry," I said trying not to let my crazy emotions explode at him.

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom and gently pushed me down so I was sitting. He kneeled down in front of me and grabbed my hands. When I looked into his eyes he looked scared.

"Ok, just remember that this also changes nothing. You remember the bonfire and the Quileute legends?" He paused. Of course I remembered; how someone could forget those I don't know, so I just nodded. "What if I told you they were all true and I'm a werewolf?"

I just looked into his eyes. Clearly he was telling the truth. No one is that good of a liar.

"I would say I believed you. I always knew there was something weird about all of you guys," I said honesty. Those boys stood out, there was something going on with them.

"That's not all though," he said as he continued looking at me. "You remember about imprinting, right?"

"Isn't that how the werewolves find their mates?" I said, but then it clicked. I knew what he was going to say before he said it, it made sense.

"It's more than that though. I can't really explain it right. Without that person, they would be nothing and have nothing to live for," he said as his stare became more intense. "And well, the first day during school, when I saw you, I didn't need gravity anymore, I needed you. Your happiness, your smile, your everything," he said as his eyes burned into mine.

I bit my lip and looked down at his hands in mine. "Why didn't you tell me before? Like, oh I don't know, before you fucked me," I said starting to become angry. I looked up at him and he took a deep breath with his eyes closed. "I trusted you with everything, and you can't return the favor? You wait to tell me the biggest secret ever until you find out I'm pregnant with your baby, which now I'm worried that I have puppies growing inside of me. You say you'll grow up and mature to be a father, but I don't think you can. I just don't understand why you never told me!" I yelled at him, dropping my hands from his.

"What should I have done? Maybe I'm just extra messed up, but most people don't really think casual conversation includes saying something along the lines of, 'Hey Jenna, so I'm your student, but look past that and I'm just a normal guy who occasionally gets pissed off and explodes into a mythical creature. On top of that though, because I'm a werewolf I love you so much that I would rather be skinned alive then see you hurting in any way possible!" He screamed back at me.

I just pushed off the bed and grabbed a bag from under my bed. I threw random clothes into it, not really paying attention. The rational side of me was telling me to calm down and go talk to Embry. But my not so rational side was telling the other side to fuck off.

I threw the bag over my shoulder and grabbed my keys and walked to my car.

"Jenna, just stop. We have to talk about this," Embry said, all his anger from before was gone.

"You had your chance, but you decided to just yell at me instead," I said as calmly as I could manage, I threw open the back door and threw my bag inside.

"Look who's talking," Embry said as his anger returned.

"I'm fucking pregnant, could you please get that through your head! I don't know what I'm going to do," I screamed as I slammed the back door. A small part of me was thankful my closest neighbors were a few blocks in all directions.

"Jenna-" I cut him off before he could finish.

"Just stop Embry," I said angrily as I got in the front seat and hastily threw it into reverse. I sped down the road not looking back.

After driving for about an hour, I had to pull over because the tears streaming down my face were making it impossible to see. I pulled out my phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Why hello honey bunches of oats, what's up?" Bayleigh said happily making me cry even more.

"I'm coming home, now," I said, but it was barely understandable due to my sobbing.

So what did you think? He finally told her...