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We are going back to Claire's POV, however I am not sure as of yet if that is where I am going to keep it from now on. We shall see. So Claire is at home just laying down and Jacob feels it's necessary to talk to her…Claire's POVThe sounds of Yiruma's music filled my room as I just lay on my bed. Casey was working, although he was knocking off in about an hour so I should've been getting ready. Lord knows if he didn't like something I was going to pay the royal price. I felt like the heart of who I am had died. I hadn't laughed in so long, if I tried to smile I was almost certain my face would crack and fall off, and worse than that I felt alone. I had pushed away everyone that loves me besides my Aunt and Sam, which I had done almost the equivalent because everything that I was telling them was a complete lie. Do you want to know the truth? I felt heartbroken. I missed Renesmee; I hadn't spoken to her in just over a month. I had no one to critic my outfits; mess around with my hair or make-up or just someone to hold my hand when I needed a friend.
Quil… I hadn't seen him in a long time either, nor have I spoken to him. As much as I wanted to deny it, every my phone would go off I secretly wished it was him. Casey forbids me to speak to anyone, much less Quil. You know before any of this ever happened I use to think that Quil and I were one. When we were together when he moved I moved, when I cried he was there before even the first tear drop fell. I use to believe that he knew everything about me, sometimes before I did. Why did he not know that I needed him now more than ever? I needed him to go and save me before something bad happened. I gentle knock came at my door and startled me.
"Who is it?" I really did not feel like putting on a happy face and lying, I was trying to avoid talking at all for fear that I will lose the only part of who I was.
"Yea, Claire it's Jake, can I come in?" Jacob? What was here for? I hadn't seen him in a while either, and I had to admit I missed his sarcastic, smart ass self.
"Sure, come in Jake." He opened the door and walked over to my bed. Surprisingly, as he grew closer I got off my bed and wrapped my arms around his neck. In fact I almost knocked him over.
"Hey there stranger, you're still not stronger than me." Still a wise ass, as always.
"Way to ruin the moment Jake." I punched his arm and patted my bed for him to sit down.
"So Jake, what's up, what brings you here?" His smile faded and lines of seriousness drew on his forehead.
"You and I need to talk, Claire. I know you are going to hate me and you are going to push me away but if I can save both of my friends than I know no matter what I did all that I could."
"What are you talking about Jake? You're scaring me…"
"I need your help," I need yours, I thought silently, "Quil is in trouble and I know that contrary to what he is thinking, you are the only thing that can help."
"Quil and I do not speak Jacob; I am the last person he wants to see." Once I stopped for a second I realized what Jacob had just said.
"What do you mean Quil is in trouble?" I rose from my bed in a panic. I loved Quil and if he wasn't okay my world couldn't be.
"Ever since you stopped speaking to him, he hasn't been human. He is at his house and won't come out of his wolf form. If he stays like that any longer we are going to lose him. I tried to talk to him the other day and he wouldn't listen to me."
"What makes you think he is going to listen to me? He doesn't care about me Jacob!" My voice rose as my temper did.
"God damn it Claire! You're his im- you are his world of course he cares about you, he loves you more than life itself. It is killing him to see you with that jerk and he couldn't take it anymore. Think what you want to, but he is in trouble and I NEED you to help me get him back."
Jacob rose from my bed and walked over to my closet. He grabbed a tiny duffle bag and threw it at me, I had never seen Jacob this mad before.
"Pack some clothes Claire or I will do it for you,"
"Jacob I cannot just up and leave my Uncle-"
"Your Uncle will know that you are with me." He walked over to my dresser and started throwing anything into the bag, if I wasn't so shocked I would be appalled.
"But Casey will be here soon Jacob!" The rise in his voice should have blown my roof off.
"LET ME MAKE THIS PERFACTLY CLEAR! I DO NOT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THAT BOY!" He threw my bag over his shoulder and stormed over to me. I raised my hand in front of my face out of instinct, thinking about all the times that a hand had gone across my face.
"Please don't hit me!" Jacob looked at me in horror.
"Hit? Claire I would never- Wait, is that what he is doing to you? Claire, answer me!"
"No-" I stammered. "You were just so angry. You scared me" I sincerely hoped he would believe me.
"Claire, let's go." He gripped my hand and together we went to Quil
~2 hours of a drive later~In just under an hour Casey had called me over ten times, texting me after every missed call, I knew that when I returned home I might as well have been dead, but surprisingly I did not care. It took Jacob to slap some sense into me. He pulled into a driveway, coming into my view a rundown house. As Jacob parked my stomach dropped instantly to my stomach.
"Jacob, if he doesn't go back to his human form when I am here how am I suppose to talk to him?"
"Hopefully he will, but if not I will phase and have to keep switching back. Let's see if we can find him first." Jacob got out of the car and opened my door for me, and I tried to block the mental thought that came to my mind. He led me to the burial stone and sure enough Quil was there, though he looked terrible. Without thinking I ran in front of Jacob and took off towards Quil.
"Claire no!" Jacob called out. I wrapped my arms around Quils' hind legs and he turned around growling. I stumbled, frightened and lay beneath Quil, who at this point was towering over me. He revealed his teeth and continued to growl, why didn't he realize it was me.
"Quil? I know you can hear me, it's me, Claire." The sound of my name had some effect on his because he backed up a little though he was still showing aggression. Jacob walked over to me and picked me off of the floor.
"We need to go, I shouldn't have brought you here."
"No Jake, stop please. He won't hurt me." I took a few steps towards Quil to see if he would attack. He didn't so I continued.
"Quil can you hear me?" I walked over, closer, and touched his shoulder. He was tense for a few seconds but relaxed eventually into my touch. "Hey there stranger," I smiled. "Jake, I'm going to go around the back of the house with Quil and see if I can talk to him,"
"Absolutely not! I don't trust him Claire, he isn't himself." Quil let out a threatening growl.
"See! No, I am not going to take the chance Claire, I can't."
"Jacob, he is not going to hurt me. If it calms you, phase so that you can keep an eye on us. If this is my last chance to reach out to him I am going to take it, I trust him!" I turned my back to them both and began walking to the back of the house. As I listened, I heard Quil follow me, slowly and unsure, none the less though, he followed me and that was a start. I heard Jacob curse loudly and for the first time in what seemed like a painful eternity… My love, my world was alone with me…
Okay guys, I know that was a long chapter again I apologize. I pray you are not getting bored, but as always if you have any suggestions or comments please feel free to read and review. The next chapter… well you know what I'm not even going to tell you what the next chapter is about. Review and you shall see. ;)
TGL