Chapter 11: Heartache and Heart Break...Up's

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Drew's POV

Seth shakes a groggy me all the way awake. "It's starting," he whispers. I nod my head and sit up, still leaning against his chest. It is probably the most soothing place in the entire world. It's hard to imagine I used to not think this about him, but I did. I used to gag at the idea of us even just kissing each other on the cheek. That's when Billy rolls over.

"For many years, the Quileute tribe has been…" Billy begins. Only half listening, I look around the campfire at everybody. Kim is snuggled against Jared, listening intently. She is wearing a dress that looks a lot comfier than mine. Leah, Jacob, and Embry all sit on a log, alone. Jacob wanted to bring Renesmee, but he decided when she was older that it would be better. Quil is sitting beside the log with Claire asleep beside him.

Sam and Emily are on a blanket together, Emily already asleep. I'm sure she's heard this many times before. When are they going to get married? They have been engaged for a long time it seems. Although, if they have no rush on getting married, then they probably want to take their time. It wouldn't even surprise me if Kim and Jared got married before them.

Paul brought Rachel, who's also asleep against his chest. Rachel has heard these stories ever since she was growing up, she just didn't know they were true. I do my best to pay attention but soon find myself being shaken awake. After me ignoring him, Seth picks me up and begins to walk home, even though it is a long walk.

"Seth…can I ride you again?" I ask like a little girl wanting to ride a pony. I feel Seth's chest vibrate with his laughter.

"You may not want to phrase it like that," Seth smirks. I open my eyes and find that Leah is walking beside us and is now cracking up.

"Leah, it is so not what you think," I say. It's pretty annoying how she instantly thinks of that.

"Oh no, please don't let me stop you from riding my little brother all night long," she snickers. I roll my eyes and shoot her a glare. Blush is creeping up my face. Now that I think about it, I really should have said it differently.

"Leah, give it a rest," Seth grumbles. "Actually, Leah drove here and decided to take us home because she is ever so kind," Seth says, nearly in a sarcastic tone. I nod my head and hear her car unlock. Seth lays me in the back seat and then climbs in the front. I sigh in content and let my breaths even out. Secretly, I listen in on their conversation.

"How is she doing about Jack and her mother?" Leah asks, almost nervously.

Seth breathes deeply before saying, "I'm not sure. Drew just," he pauses and I can practically see him run a hand through his hair. "Drew is so defiant against them both. I almost thought Jack would help her, but he didn't. She hates him so much; she decided not to have sex with me purely because of him. That's kind of unfair to me, right?" Seth doesn't sound mad at me, just worried. Instantly, I feel guilty about that decision.

"Seth, I'm not giving you advice on that. Sure, it is selfish of her, but you can't really blame her. We've never been in her situation," Leah says. "I think Jack will end up helping her, one way or another."

"They gave me some hope. Jack called me and explained how they are actually going to a parenting class before the wedding. Drew thinks they are on vacation, but they aren't. I am surprised he convinced Melody to go, but I think what she's done to Drew before…well that stuff just can't disappear," Seth says. I cover up a gasp by making it a cough. Why wouldn't he tell me this? He is hiding so much from me! I thought it was nearly impossible to hide things from your imprints?

"They should have thought of a better lie. How are you going to hide that from her? She has full access to your thoughts if you get put on patrol together," Leah scoffs.

"I'll have somebody phase and spend patrol with us," he explains. "Leah…do you still feel guilty about Dad?"

"Yes, are you going to agree with me?" she asks after a few seconds of silence. I can practically hear the tears in her voice.

"Is it any…easier?" he asks. Seth doesn't sound like he's concerned for her, though, I thought that was his purpose.

"Seth, what is this about? I know you honestly don't want to know about everything I feel," Leah asks. Seth stays silent to my dismay. "It's about what happened with Drew, isn't it?"

"Just look at her! She can't even walk to the bathroom by herself! If I just had been more careful…I was the one who made her nearly bleed to death! How can I not feel guilty?" Seth says in exasperation. I peek a glance in the window to find his reflection. A tear falls without a sound and he doesn't even try to wipe it away.

My stomach turns at his pain. I can't stand it! If I had known it was this bad…well what can I do? Partly, I agree that it's his fault, technically. But I don't blame him for it! It was my fault I decided to go into the fight. It was my fault I pissed Jared off. I don't really blame anybody.

"Seth…you need to let it go. Drew doesn't blame you, I can tell. Did you see her smile before she dozed off? That smile only happens around you. I think she'd forgive you even if you paralyzed her. It's what imprinting does," Leah says, a little longingly. Sometimes, I wish I could let Leah be the one to imprint. I don't deserve to be so happy just because of some boy. Leah's problems could almost disappear if she imprinted on somebody.

"I don't care if she forgives me. I still did it to her," he grumbles.

"Let it go. Soon, she'll be back to normal. It's in the past," Leah says, parking the car.

"Why don't you listen to yourself? Your thing with Sam is in the past, but that doesn't stop the feelings," Seth snaps.

"Actually, you two can stay at her place tonight," Leah says sharply, starting the car and pulling out with fury. I nearly fall out of my seat from her jerking. They stay silent until we get to my house. "And Seth?"

"Yeah?" he asks, opening his door. He picks me up in his arms and I continue the charade.

"Drew's been awake the entire time. Have fun with that conversation," she says evilly. Oh I could kill her right now!

"Thanks, Leah," I groan. Seth stiffens in surprise and I open my eyes. Leah takes off without even letting us close her door. It closes when she slams on the brakes while pulling out of my driveway.

"Drew?" he asks, hurt in his voice.

"Um…yeah, I was awake. I didn't mean to ease drop. It just happened," I sigh. After he wipes his face clear of emotions, he walks into my house and sets me on my bed before starting to pace the room. "Say something," I plead.

"Dammit, Drew, why do you have to be like that? Couldn't you have just told me you were awake?" he asks painfully. I sit up against my wall and watch him go back and forth.

"Well it's not like you aren't hiding things from me!" I scream. "I would have forgiven you about my parents, or even talking behind my back. But the fact that you still feel the need to hide your feelings around me really hurts! I didn't even know you felt guilty still!" My eyes are stinging with unshed tears.

"Stop being so selfish Drew! Not everything is about you, okay? Your parents requested me to hide it from you. I didn't want to tell you about how annoyed I was with your decision about when we were going to have sex because I figured it would hurt you if I did! You don't need to know everything," Seth screams. I stare at him in shock. He has never been this loud, not even when we were kids. Normally, I don't mind people yelling at me as long as I expect it, but Seth never shouts at anybody.

"Seth…" I whisper. Hurt floods through me and my throat is choked up from holding back tears. "I'm not making this about me. If you think that I would care that you want to have sex sooner, then you don't know me as well as I thought." I look up at him with wet eyes.

"I know you well enough to know that you are lying," he says under his breath.

"Okay, maybe I would be mad because you turned out to be like all the other guys who just want sex!" I hiss angrily. Tears flood down my face from the expression on his face. He looks like I just shot him.

"Even after hearing all that, you think that's what I want from you? My problem is you didn't even think on how I felt. You thought just because you are the girl in the relationship that you could call the shots because you knew I would just want to have sex now, right? Well you're wrong! I was the one who said no on the beach!" he screams. Realization hits me hard.

"I thought you wouldn't care! It's hard dealing with Jack and Melody-" I begin, but he cuts me off.

"Don't go there, Drew! You think you don't care about your mom, but you do. You know you do! You call her Melody and you refuse to let anybody address her as your mother, but that's nothing! If you don't care about your mom, then why did you try to ruin her date with Jack? Why were you so hurt when they left you on their 'vacation'? Try to hide it all you want, but I'm not buying," he screams. "It may be hard dealing with them, but the least you could do is let me help you. You won't admit that you care about them both. The fact that you tried to defy them proves it. A girl who seriously doesn't care about their mom doesn't purposely do the exact opposite because they said to do something, it just happens. You went out of your way, not caring about talking to me, just to prove that you aren't listening to them. The sad thing is…I wouldn't even be mad if you'd just admit that you want your mom to be there for you."

Words don't process through my mind. Can he even say that to me? I'm not denying it, am I? Does that mean he's…right? He meets my gaze with tears in his eyes. "You want to know what hurts the most?" he sneers. Somehow, I shake my head no, but he continues anyway. "You never even said you were sorry. Just because we imprinted doesn't mean you don't have to care about my feelings. I won't just take everything you throw at me!" he screams, throwing open my window. He disappears before I have a chance to say anything.

"I'm sorry," I mumble about ten minutes late. I throw myself on my pillow as my body jerks from my sobbing. How long has he been holding that in? Why didn't he tell me this before? Am I that bad of a girlfriend to not notice that? I fumble around for my phone and dial a number I never thought I would in a million years.

"Hello, you've reached my voicemail box. I'm busy right now, so please leave a message," the familiar voice says. I take a deep breath before speaking.

"Hi…Mom? Um…so I…I need somebody to talk to right now. Things are…really bad and…and I just don't know what to do," I cry, tears streaming down my neck. The beep sounds and I drop my phone in my lap.

Did I seriously just call Melody? Normally, Seth could be there for me, but he's the reason this time. He was right…I do care about my mother. But just because I care about her doesn't mean I can't dislike her. She's done some bad things in my life, but she did do one good thing. She kept me. Maybe she didn't care for me as much as she should have, but she did keep me and didn't send me to get adopted.

I fall asleep listening to my phone ring. I could pick up and talk to her, but it's complicated. Maybe I will tomorrow…

Waking, I wish everything were a dream. I can't believe how stupid I was. Seth is probably the best person alive and I just pissed him off. He'll come back sometime right? Just because we imprinted doesn't mean you don't have to care about my feelings, he'd said. I shouldn't expect him to come back, any normal human wouldn't, but we did imprint. He has to come back; he'd be in physical pain if not. But…we are a special case. Before we became a couple, we'd avoided each other for a couple weeks with no problem.

Does that mean that we aren't being forced to take each other's crap? Does it mean that he could leave and never talk to me again? No! I have to see Seth I have to! Finding that I have some amount of strength left in me, I stand with little problem.

I dash outside and phase so I can run to Seth's house. Strangely, I sense Seth's mind in here.

What is he doing? – I ask Embry and Jacob.

Running. He's been at it all night. You really got to him – Jacob sneers, obviously on Seth's side.

Tell me about it – I think sadly.

Would you explain to Sue? She's pretty worried – Embry thinks sympathetically.

Sure, that shouldn't be awkward at all – I think.

So what exactly happened? – Embry thinks. He already knows everything from Seth; he just wants to know exactly what went through my head. Unwillingly, I fill Jacob and Embry in. This is probably the only time I am grateful that Seth can't hear my every thought.

I can't really help you here, Drew. Honestly, I can see where Seth is coming from – Jacob thinks. He feels bad he can't comfort me, but I don't blame him.

Yeah, so can I. That's kind of the problem – I think before phasing out. I grab my clothes from my leg. I found the elastic on my bed after the fight with Seth and Jared. That's another thing Seth was so considerate about.

I knock on the front door and the second I see Sue's face I burst into tears. Immediately, she wraps her arms around me and pulls me on the couch. "Drew, Drew, honey, what's go you so worked up?" she coons like any great mother would.

"Seth…and I…had a fight last night. Things…didn't go well," I say between sobs. She just pats my back until I finally calm down enough to look at her.

"What exactly happened?" she whispers.

"Well…" I say. I fill her in on most of it, remembering every word of his rant. "I just can't believe how awful I was to Seth! He's been running since last night going basically nowhere. But what if…what if we never make up?" For most girlfriends, this would be an awkward conversation to have with your boyfriend's, or possibly ex-boyfriends, mother. Sue and I are so close that is isn't.

"You know what I've learned about love?" she asks. I look up at her.

"No," I whisper.

"It sucks. Love doesn't give you the happy go lucky attitude all the time. That's only in the movies, and they are so overrated. Real, true love means hardships getting there," she says, hugging me against her. As I cry into her shoulder, she just pets down my hair.

"That's not how it went for Emily or Kim. They've never fought with their boyfriends," I pout. She pulls back and looks me dead in the eyes.

"Drew, what you and Seth have is different from the regular imprinting. You all are more close to regular human love, but let me tell you something," she says. I sniff before she continues. "There is nothing more passionate than natural love." I will never forget those words, probably for the rest of my life. "It is something to find your second half, but when you are designed to be that way, things are too easy and too simple. Humans do not have it that easy, and some of the wolves don't either. Harry and I weren't an imprint match, but that's what made it all the better. We found we could be there for each other in our hardest times even when we fought. It is more spontaneous and interesting when it isn't set in stone," she smiles. I blink back tears of awe.

"Sue," I laugh, trying to dry my eyes, "you could be an awesome romance therapist person if that's even a thing." She laughs a little but gazes at me with a sad expression.

"Thank you, Drew," she says.

"If we are close to a human relationship, then how do I know if he'll come back," I ask her.

"You don't. You just have to hope," she says, making more tears fall from my eyes. "It's going to be okay. Let's get you some ice cream." She hops up and makes two hot chocolates and two bowls of ice cream with chocolate syrup.

"Comfort food," I laugh without humor. She wraps a blanket abound my shoulders and I feel the start of the light-headedness coming back. After I down the ice cream and finish half the hot chocolate, I begin to get extremely tired.

"You can go to sleep in his room if you want," Sue offers, taking my empty bowl. I nod my head and shuffle to his room. Seth's bed smells just like him. I snuggle into his covers and pretend the smell is Seth. Is he hurting as bad as I am?

I play some music and drift off to sleep, hoping it will be Seth who wakes me up. It's not. Leah is by his bed and shaking me awake. "Drew…can I talk to you?" she asks.

"What?" I grumble, sitting up and wiping my nose. The tears have stopped, but my nose is runny and red.

"Look, I'm sorry about last night. If I knew it would have escalated that much," she says. I grin at her.

"Sue made you do this," I say, more of a statement. She nods her head grimly. "Leah I don't blame you, it's my fault. I just never imagined those words could come out of his mouth…" Of all the people, I never would have expected that come from him, but it is all so true.

"Seth can be a little bit of an arrogant jerk sometimes, too. He's not perfect either. Nobody is," Leah sighs, sitting on the edge of the bed. I sit up and look at her.

"But he was so right. I never asked him about stuff because I just figured he was stuck with me…" I say, forcing the tears back. "And now because of me, he may never come back."

Leah laughs dryly, "Drew, Seth will come back. Either on his own or Sam will force him to."

"Just because Sam forces him doesn't mean he'll talk to me. Ugh," I groan, flopping back on his bed.

"Seth is totally crazy about you, trust me, I know. He is constantly worrying about you even when you're fine. It's a little annoying, but I know he can't stay away from you," Leah says, standing up. Guess this conversation is over.

"Did Sam say when my next patrol is?" I ask with my face buried in a pillow.

"9 A.M. tomorrow. He figures you'll have your energy back by then," she says. I wave bye before she closes the door. If he does come back, I don't want to be here for it. I go outside and phase.

Any sign of him yet – I ask to Paul and Quil.

Sorry squirt, he's probably around Canada's border by now – Quil thinks sympathetically.

You weren't supposed to tell her that – hisses Paul.

Sorry Seth – Quil thinks.

Dude she isn't coming after you, calm down – Paul says. It is really confusing when I am missing out on one person's mind. I know I should talk to him, but now is definitely not the right time. I reach my house quicker than normal and go inside. To my surprise, arms embrace me. Half-heartedly, I look up, hoping it is Seth.

It's not. It's my mother. "Drew are you okay?" she asks, tears in her eyes. She must be over whelmed from me calling her mom. Thankfully, Jack isn't here right now. Awkwardly, I hug her back, not knowing exactly what to do. "Do you want to talk about it?"

She leads us over to the couch and we sit beside each other. For some reason, seeing her here brings back all the memories of what he said and I begin to cry. My head is resting on her shoulder, probably the most I've touched her in over five years.

"Seth and I had a fight. He…said that I never care about his feelings that I never ask him. And I don't!" I sob. "Then he said…he said that I actually do care about you and wish you could be there more for me. He said that if I didn't, then I wouldn't have tried to ruin your date because I was scared of you getting hurt. That I wouldn't go out of my way just to defy you. He said I call you Melody, but that doesn't mean I still don't think of you as a mom. He wouldn't be mad if I'd just admit it." The words just fly out, I can't stop them.

"Oh honey," she coons. It's hard to imagine her being like this. "Do you…do you think that's true?"

"Yes," I cry. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not calling you mom. I'm sorry for being rude to Jack. I'm sorry about it all. I should have helped you with your problems, not belittle you about them. I should have asked you to come to my soccer games. I should have…" I say, but I can't find any more things I should have done. The problem isn't with me.

"Drew, it's not your fault," she says, pulling me back to look at her. She has tears on her cheeks. "I never was the proper mother, but I promise you that's going to change. Jack and I…we actually went to a parenting class and they slapped some sense into me even if I didn't get to stay for it all. I shouldn't have been the drunken mother who slaps their child or gets high every month. I know I'll never repay you for all the things I've done, but I will try. I'm here for you…always," she says, pulling me back into her chest. I don't know what just happened. Do I believe her?

"That's kind of hard to take," I mumble.

"You don't have to take it right now. Actions speak louder than words and I promise I am done with my bad actions," she says. I let the tears fall, but I'm not sure who they are for right now. Could it be possible that I am getting a mom who cares? "So did Seth break up with you?" That thought never even occurred to me, but it sounds about right.

"I don't know. It sure feels like it," I say, staring off at the window.

"I've had boyfriends before and this isn't just some boyfriend. You've had your first heart-break," she sighs. I nod my head solemnly as my neck becomes itchy from the tears. "Have you talked to him yet?"

"No, he has run off," I say, not meaning to. It's normal for wolves to run off, but not humans.

"You mean…away from home and everything?" she asks confusingly.

"Uh…yeah but we are sure he's coming back sometime, we just aren't sure when," I sigh.

"Sue must be worried out of her mind," she says. Maybe she really has changed…any normal mom would be worried, but Sue knows he's fine.

"She's not loving it…I mean we know Seth is fine. He's gone off to his…pen pal's house," I fumble, grasping for an excuse.

"I didn't know he writes," Melody says. I decide to avoid the question.

"We need a fire place in the middle of the living room," I mumble.

"I can talk to Jack about that. Anything else you'd like?" she asks.

"A hammock in the backyard," I say. She nods her head. "How much money does Jack own?"

"A lot, honey, a lot…but I'm no gold digger. I really do love him," she sighs.

"I guess he's not half bad," I mumble, feeling myself grow tired again. We just sit together for a bit while she rubs my back. "Where is Jack?"

"He's at the parenting class," she says.

"You can go if you want. I'll be fine," I say. I won't really be fine, but she doesn't have to know that.

"He's videoing it. I am staying with you. How do you feel about a board game?" she asks.

"I feel that somebody's about to get beaten in…Monopoly?" I ask. She smiles and gets up to go get it. Seth and I used to play this game all the time.

That's what we do for the rest of the day. Honestly, I feel like I am only half there. She beats me twice. I beat her once. We switch to The Game of Life. She beats me once. I beat her twice. We switch to Battle Ship. I beat her three times. She beats me two times. We switch to Sorry. I beat her once. She beats me once. We switch to a card game called Rummy and play to five hundred points. I beat her six times. We play to three hundred points and she beats me three times. We make her wedding list. We don't decide whether we'll invite Seth. She says I'm in the phase where I am mad at him. I am mad at him, but I know it's true. Still…I'm mad he's run off. Then, we both fall asleep on the couch.

When I wake, I hurry outside before she gets up. Then, I phase in and switch out Embry. Sadly, Sam had already switched out and Leah hasn't arrived. Seth and I are alone. I focus on the board games I played last night and what I could have done to win them all. When I realize that I didn't pay much attention to the games, I need to find something else to focus on. Seth is focusing on running and the ice around him.

I try to do the same, but it's not a complete success. I can tell he catches glimpses of my conversation with Melody. It's pretty annoying.

I'd say I'm sorry, but you wouldn't believe me – I think.

You are right – he thinks.

You're right, about everything you said – I admit.

I don't want to talk about this, Drew – he mopes.

Look I think we both just need to take a break. Seth, you need to come home. We should go back to being just friends for a little bit – I offer.

So you are breaking up with me – he states.

Isn't that what you did yesterday? – I ask.

Not officially – he says. – I've got to go.

He phases out, somewhere near Canada. What did I just do? He broke up with me though…right? Is he coming home? Hurt and guilt floods through me and I howl in misery. Great, now the entire pack is going to come and share this amazing moment with me. Leah is the first to phase.

What happened? – Leah asks, running toward me.

Sorry it's nothing. Seth and I just…took a break – I say, bursting into a run. I feel myself wanting to run far away from here, but that may mean an encounter with Seth, so I run the patrol circle at top speed. Everybody phases in and when they find out the reason, they are all pretty pissed.

Really Drew? – Jared snarls.

Can't you control your dumb emotions? – Paul asks.

We have important things to do, you know – Jacob says.

Shut up. You all didn't have a problem with Jacob howling away that time because of some girl he didn't even imprint on – I snap.

That's different – Jacob says in defense.

How? Because she's a girl, is that it? – Leah snarls.

Cut her some slack – Embry says.

How can you even do that? – Quil asks.

You didn't have to listen to both side of the story – Paul says.

Guys leave now – Sam says.

But – Quil says, getting cut off.

Leave – Sam snarls. After some whining, they leave and it's just Leah, Sam, and I.

What? – I ask.

You need to apologize to him. It's creating a problem – Sam says.

I've tried. He doesn't think I mean it – I say. – Can't you order him home?

That's not how it works. I'm not using it to bully people around. He'll come home when he's ready – Sam says.

Then don't get mad at Drew for feeling sad about it. She can't help it – Leah defends me. Suddenly, Seth comes back in.

Where's he going? – I ask hopefully.

Further away – Leah sighs.

Just try, Drew – he says before leaving. If I try anymore he'll end up in the North Pole. This has to be awkward for Leah.

Oh you have no idea – she says. – Nothing Seth…No I'm not telling her that.

Just tell me, Leah – I sigh.

He said to tell you that he agrees…that you should break up… - Leah says hesitantly. For some reason, it hurts knowing he agrees. I spend the rest of the time ignoring Leah. She can be a real pessimist and I don't need to be put down anymore.

The second my time is up, I phase out and sprint the rest of the way back to my house. Melody still isn't awake when I get there, so I make myself a bowl of cereal. After my cereal, I make an Ice Cream Sunday. When she gets up and sees that I am sad again, she comes over and makes herself a bowl of ice cream.

"What happened?" she asks,

"I talked to Seth. We officially broke up," I mumble.

"Oh honey," she gushes. I shrug off her hug.

"I think I just want to be alone," I mumble.

"Or we could watch some movies? I have romance ones…" she offers. I shrug my shoulder and look at the movies she's laid out on the table. There is Crazy Stupid Love, The Lucky One, The Notebook, Safe Haven, What's Your Number, and How to Loose a Guy in Ten Days.

"Let's watch What's Your Number," I say. We spend the whole day watching movies. I stay curled up on the couch with my knees pulled to my chest. Melody and I go through an entire carton of ice cream, mostly from me. After that, I go to sleep.

Then I get up and go to school. Each class is extremely boring. Then I do patrol. Then I go home and do my homework. Until about 10, I just look out my window and hope I'll see Seth. I do the same thing for the next two days. Then, two days turn into a week. A week turns into two and then three. We lost the soccer championship because Seth wasn't there. Melody came and watched. Jack came back after a week. They are both freaking out over my 'depression' as they call it.

At exactly three weeks since he disappeared, I can't stand it anymore. There is a huge hole in my chest. Every night I get nightmares. I throw open Emily and Sam's front door and storm up to Sam.

"Please Sam I am begging you to make him come back! You have to!" I scream, getting up in his face.

"I don't have to do anything," he spits.

"Would you do it for your little sister?" I ask. I am pulling any strings that may be useful.

"What are you talking about?" he asks. I take a deep breath before sitting on a stool.

"I got it out of my mom. My father is Joshua Uley. I'm your half-sister," I say, staring him dead in the eyes. When he doesn't say anything, I continue. "Look, I've given Seth his space. He's had time, but this is going on too long. It's creating a physical pain for me!"

"You…you're my sister?" he asks in awe. I nod my head in irritation. This probably will only distract him.

"This doesn't change anything, I know. Just…you can't have your little sister this sad, right? I know you wouldn't want it," I plead. Emily comes rushing into the room.

"Oh Drew, this is wonderful! We'll be sister-in-laws!" she squeals, squeezing me in a hug. I smile gently at her, but she can tell it's a fake one. "Sam, I need to speak to you," she says sternly. He follows her outside, but I sneak and get close enough to listen.

"Samuel Uley! You cannot have your little sister look so…depressed! Have a good look at her! She has dark rings under her eyes and is skin and bones. If that were me, could you stand that somebody is making me look like that?" Emily demands.

"You're right, but Seth needs time," he says.

"The only thing time helps is for to get over somebody. That's impossible for these two. He will run out there for probably around a year trying to get over her! The same outcome with happen now as it does then only ten times less hurtful," she whisper screams.

"So you just want me to demand he comes home all because she's my sister now?" he asks.

"Yes! You should have done this long ago. She's your little sister, you need to protect her and right now she is not happy," she says before marching back inside. I act like I didn't hear a thing, but on the inside I am laughing. He mopes into the woods to phase. "He'll do it!" she cheers. "Muffin?"

"Sure…" I say. I really have needed to eat more; it was just always an inconvenience. I eat two muffins so she'll stop watching me out of the corner of her eye. "I have wondered, well actually my mother has, when you and Sam are getting married? She doesn't want to put hers near yours so as not to 'steal the spotlight'," I ask. Mom has wanted me to ask Emily this for a while, but I think it's just an excuse to get me to do anything different from my boring routine.

"We haven't picked a date. It's not too soon, so when is she thinking of having hers?" she asks, pulling out a pan with a large pizza on it.

"A week from this Sunday," I say. "It's a bit late notice, but most of her guests are right here on the reservation."

"Well it is not then, that's for sure. How do you feel about it?" she asks hesitantly.

"I am okay. Jack seems nice. If he was willing to sit through a stupid parenting class, then he can't be that bad so I think he'll be all right. He's remodeled our house. It's almost done, you'll have to come over sometime," I say out of politeness. To be honest, I haven't even seen the entire house. Just the kitchen, bathroom, and my room I have seen. I've caught glimpses of the living room, but the library, the study, the attic, the basement, the porch, the backyard, their master bedroom, and the study are all a mystery to me. They have tried to get me to see it, but I just said I didn't feel well or was tired. They didn't take away the cubbyhole in the kitchen, but that's just another reminder of Seth.

"It sounds amazing. How long did you know Sam was your brother?" she asks curiously. I smile sheepishly, but it disappears quickly.

"Longer than you think. I should have told him, but it wasn't convenient. Do you think he's mad about it?" I ask guiltily.

"No, it's just shocking. If I were you, I wouldn't have said. He can be quite over protective," she winks. I grab a piece of pizza and shovel it into my mouth. Emily hands me a cup of water.

"Thanks, but I don't think he'll be over protective of me since I didn't really grow up with him," I scoff, looking up at her. She is smiling down at me.

"You may just be surprised," she says. Embry, Quil and Jacob come piling in.

"Emily, you got us some food?" they call. I can feel their eyes on me as they enter the kitchen.

"Drew! You're here! That's great," Embry says, patting me on the back.

"Hey, I heard the bad news," Quil says with a sour face.

"And that is?" I ask in confusion. How could anything get much worse?

"That you are Sam's sister," Jacob laughs. Emily swats him on the head but goes and gets three glasses for water. "So we were thinking you may need cheered up. Well, actually Embry was."

Embry elbows him in the gut. "Yeah…now I need cheering up," I say sarcastically. It's not like I was happy-go-lucky for the past three weeks.

"Nessie has asked for you. Why don't you visit her," Jacob offers. It's probably just a distraction, but I have missed her too.

"Sure, I'll go," I say, eating another piece of pizza.

"That was easier than I thought it'd be," he says. I roll my eyes and stand up. Then, Sam walks into the room with a tired expression.

"What did he say?" I whisper. I'm not sure if I even want to know.

"We made a compromise. He's coming back in a week," Sam says, kissing Emily on the lips before grabbing a pizza. Those two are so open about their affection it kind of grosses me out.

I mouth to Jacob, "Let's go now!" He gets my drift and stuffs another slice in his mouth. We scramble out the door before they begin a make out session. Quil and Embry follow us. Embry, Quil, Jacob, Seth, and I are probably the only ones comfortable being around the Cullen's, but I'm not too sure about Embry and Quil. Quil is just a nice person in general, so I find it hard to believe he wouldn't like them.

We quickly phase and run over there. They seemed to have sparked a conversation with Seth, which is annoying because I can't hear!

She's not doing too well. Sue has been missing you a lot. The only reason she's stayed sane is because Drew visits a lot – Quil says. I'd rather them not tell him that.

Yeah, she's not doing too well either, but she is Leah…did you expect her to feel guilty? You kind of brought it on yourself, bro – Jacob thinks.

Seth, yes you did. You didn't have to pour it all on her at once – Embry thinks, trying to be nice about it.

What are you and Drew going to do about that when you get home? – Quil thinks.

Stop talking behind my back. Do about what, exactly? – I ask, irritated.

About your…relationship or whatever you two have now – Jacob snorts. Ugh, they have to bring this up every time!

Why don't you let us deal with that and you keep your nosy ass out of it – I suggest calmly.

Sorry Seth, we aren't supposed to be talk about it – Quil says.

No, I want to know – Jacob says.

He probably doesn't know since it's a two-person decision – I think as if it's obvious.

I wouldn't tell Drew that's what you're going to do. She might try to – thinks Embry, slightly wincing.

Tell me what? – I hiss, interrupting him.

THE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND AND… - Embry thinks, trying to distract his mind.

L... - Jacob yells.

Very original, Jake – I think.

What came first, the chicken or the egg? All chickens are born from eggs, but the chicken is the one who lays the eggs so… - Quil thinks. Normally this would be hilarious, but right now it's unnerving.

They all phase out and I look away. No need to see that…again. I am tempted to ask Seth about it, but then decide against it. I phase and change before walking into the large house. The smell burns my nose, but I tune it out. "Drew!" Renesmee squeals. I laugh and bend down to give her a hug.

"Look at you! You've grown so much! What are they feeding you over here?" I joke. She giggles and pulls me over to the couch, showing me a picture of unpainted nails and then painted ones. "Do you have some nail polish we could use?" I ask Alice, sure that she has everything to do with pampering yourself.

"Do I? Right this way," she says, bounding gracefully up the stairs.

"Hello Drew," Bella calls. I smile at her and continue up. Edward is playing the piano, filling the house with beautiful music. I turn my head in the direction and Nessie notices.

"I'm learning to play. Daddy's teaching me," she giggles.

"That's great. Do you like it?" I ask. She blushes and nods with a smile. I remember Bella used to always blush. Renesmee is just like her mom. We reach Alice's huge selection. After that, Alice hops out of the room. "Are you painting mine or am I painting yours?"

"I'll paint yours. Can I pick the color?" she asks. I nod my head with a smile and look around Alice's huge bathroom. She leads me back into their living room and sits me down.

"So what's been going on with you?" I ask with a smile.

"Aunt Rosalie is teaching me in school. She says I'm a very fast learner," she grins.

"That's great. What subject do you like best?" I ask. She has to already be in about 4th grade. She mentally shows me a picture of her science textbooks. It's interesting to her. "It is. My favorite is…" I trail off. I can't remember the last time anything really interested me. It's been so long ago. "Uh, it's also science."

"You don't sound so positive," she notes. She finishes my first and starts on my second.

"It's just been a while," I say. She shows me an image of Seth, asking where he is. I look into her brown eyes and feel saddened. "He…um, took off for a bit. He should be back sometime soon." She mentally asks where. "I don't know." She asks why, concern filling her mind. "We had a little argument, but we should be fine."

"So he just left?" she asks in shock.

"No, Seth just needed some space. He is coming back next week," I assure her, trying to hide the regret in my voice.

"Will you bring him here when he comes back?" she asks excitedly. Yes, that should be a pleasant visit.

"Sure," I say.

"Renesmee, why don't you show Drew your song?" Edward calls, saving me from continuing this conversation. She jumps up and pulls me with her. I whisper a thank you to Edward when we get in the room and he nods his head before Renesmee jumps beside him.

She begins to play a song titled, Bella's Lullaby. She misses a few notes here and there, but other than that, it is wonderful. "Oh my goodness, that is outstanding Renesmee! That is so beautiful," I gasp. It sounds just like Edwards version, but it is amazing that a little girl like that can actually play that! She just grins at me. "I'll see you in a second, okay?" She nods her head and Edward begins to teach her some new notes.

I walk downstairs to find what Embry and Quil do here all day. They are watching sports with Emmett and thankfully it's on soccer. I plop down on an empty couch and watch with them.

"You like sports?" Emmett asks in surprise.

"I play soccer, but I also watch basketball and baseball," I say, my eyes never tearing from the screen.

"Boy I have no idea why Seth would want to get rid of you!" Emmett hollers, making me blush a little. He cracks up with laughter. Embry and Quil shake their heads and chuckle a little. After a little while, Jake and Renesmee come down and ask to put in a movie. Embry and Emmett groans, but Quil understands little girls. In the end, Rosalie makes Emmett watch it with her and Embry leaves. I don't have a problem with it.

She jumps on my lap and Jake sits on one side of me while Bella sits on the other. After watching two little kid movies I don't know the name of, Nessie falls asleep with her head in Bella's lap and her body across mine with her feet at the beginning of Jake's legs. She is one of the cutest kids I've ever seen. After Bella picks her up and Edward and the two leave for their cottage, they turn it to football, so I decide to talk to Esme in the kitchen.

"Drew! How are you doing?" she asks.

"Great, how are you?" I ask politely.

"I'm doing wonderful, thank you. Now, how are you really? Don't lie to me," she says with a warm smile. I sit on a stool and decide it couldn't hurt to tell her.

"I'm sure you've heard, but Seth left for a while. It was…complicated. We broke up even though we imprinted. For the three weeks he's been gone, I felt like I was just watching a movie instead of really living my life. Now Sam convinced him to come home next week…" I trail off, unsure of how I feel. I thought I'd be happy, but I know things won't be the same.

"Now you are afraid you've lost not only your boyfriend, but your best friend," she finishes for me. I nod my head and look at my hands. "Sweetheart, if he's really your best friend, then he will come back to you. It may take some time, but it will work out because Seth is one of the kindest, purest kids I've ever met. I'm sure whatever you've done to upset him, he will be able to forgive you."

"No, no I don't think so. Have you ever been so rude to a person that you just…forget about their opinion? Like no matter what you do, they'll come back to you, so you accidentally throw everything at them without bothering to check and see if it's okay? No, you wouldn't know, you are too selfless to not care about what anybody is feeling," I say, shaking my head. The one person who I thought could help can't relate enough to.

"I never have, but I understand. My advice is that when he comes back you need to focus on being his friend and being there for him. You'll have to gauge his reaction and see what he's thinking. Most likely, he blew his top and let it all spill out, so he may be ready to apologize and start things either at a friendship level or a romantic one. From what I've seen of Seth, he'll probably be feeling guilty for yelling at you. Make sure you comfort him for his problems. Every night, ask him how his day was and see if he has a problem with anything," Esme says, sitting beside me and embracing me in a hug. It feels good to be hugged by a person who just radiates a motherly instinct.

"And what if he doesn't want to talk to me?" I ask quietly.

"He will, I'm sure of it," she coons. I sniff before pulling away.

"Thank you, Esme. I'll see you soon," I say, getting up to leave.

"Goodbye Drew," she waves. I walk out the door and phase after the tree line. Unluckily, I find that Seth is the only other person here.

Would you believe me now if I said I'm sorry? Because I am…really sorry – I say. For a few seconds, it feels like he's just going to ignore me.

Drew…I know you are. It's more complicated than that – he says.

I know. Just promise me you'll let me have a chance to make it up to you, okay? – I beg. This is a new personal low for me.

Okay – Seth says reluctantly. Things get kind of awkward since we are both trying not to think about what happened.

Renesmee was asking for you – I say. I am nearing his house, thankfully. Lately, I've been going over there and sleeping, sometimes I'll update Sue if she wants to know.

She's gotten big – he says, looking through my memories. – Is my mom…doing okay?

No. She's been so lonely. Leah tries, but you know Leah. She can be sort of a downer. It's like you two are exact opposites – I say, almost making a joke.

I'm going to take that as a compliment – he laughs. He gets more serious again. –Melody is getting married Sunday? – I make it to his house, but I'm standing outside so I can talk to him.

Yep, all she has to do is get the invitations sent out and order the flowers. Most people knew to keep a certain couple dates open so it's not too short notice. I helped pick out her dress – I ramble, just wanting to talk to Seth. If I were in my human form, I'd nearly be crying. This is an awkward conversation, but it's a start.

Really? How did that parenting class go? – Seth asks.

That carries a long story. I need to go – I say, focusing on each fiber of the trees so I'm not thinking about it.

So you didn't even try to talk to her? I thought you'd at least start calling her Mom. Did you not believe what I said? – Seth asks in disbelief.

No Seth it's not like that – I say, but it's too late. Collin and Brady bud in. They phased in the weeks that Seth was away.

Ooo are we interrupting something? – Brady asks.

Yeah, you kind of are – I think. Quickly I phase back to normal and run through Seth's window. After pulling one of his old t-shirts, I crawl into his covers and sob. That night, the nightmares are ten times worse and the hole in my chest becomes wider.


A/N: So I was sick yesterday and felt like poop, other wise it may have been up sooner. Will Seth forgive her? Will she forgive him for running off? So much happening! P.S. I am sorry if Seth seemed angrier or OOC, he had to be like that for the plot so...take it or leave it. Loving the reviews, let's see some more!