Sorry I have taken a few days, I will never leave this story unfinished so don't worry I haven't abandoned you all :D I have had a pretty rough few days though so I will be away for the weekend and my next update should be Monday or Tuesday I promise.


Devon was watching me, a mysterious look in his eye as he sat opposite me at the kitchen table. I slurped the last bit of my cereal down before getting up and walking to the sink, I had no idea what he was so interested in, he never ate with me normally and he certainly did not pay this much attention to me.

"You're going out?" He finally asked as I picked my leather jacket up from the back of his chair, he peered up at me questioningly.

"Uhh yeah, I was going to do some shopping, maybe get my car washed. Shouldn't be long but I might pop into Port Angeles" I wasn't going to Port Angeles but if I told him I was I had a longer time scale to do stuff.

"My card is in my coat pocket by the door" Of course is it. I hated this; don't get me wrong, some girls dreamed of this sort of thing. Boyfriend paying for everything, but it got annoying after he shut down my own bank account so I had to. One more ounce of control over me, he watched my spending, never telling me to stop or telling me how much to spend, but watching it for any 'unusual activity'

How the hell was I going to pay for my car to be repaired? He would see it. Crap.

"Thank you" I bent down and pecked his cheek but his hand came up and grabbed my chin harshly before pulling me further down toward his mouth. His rough lips pulled on mine as he kissed me to harshly. His stubble scratched my cheek and I pulled away as if gasping for air when all I really wanted was him off me.

"I love you" It would have been sweet if he had at least bothered to look me in the eye as he said it. Or even tried not saying it so monotone, but I was passed getting down about it, I was passed crying over the guy who obviously didn't love me so instead I simply returned the empty words and left, taking his card from his coat as I went.

There was a pool of wetness underneath my car bonnet and as I turned the engine on it made a struggling noise, I had broken it as well as dented it. I pushed on through the scratching noise the car was making and made my way slowly down the roads toward La Push mechanics. I didn't even know if they would accept card let alone figure a way to explain it to Devon. Maybe my dad would lend me the money, but then he knew Devon was well off so he would get suspicious. Eurgh I was so screwed.

I pulled up outside and got out, looking up at the big sign that simply read – La Push auto. No fancy writing, no big swirly writing just the name. Simple and cute. I made my way toward the open garage doors of the old brown building and slipped in past the truck that was currently a mess, the bonnet was open and parts lay scattered around the floor and in the trunk of the red vehicle. Nothing else was in there except old sofa's, a vending machine that was broken, as in the glass front had been smashed in and a old pool table lay in a room to the side. Classy.

I glanced around for someone but it was empty. A door labelled Staff only was half open and a arm stuck out of it holding it open.

"Yeah see you later man" He body called out before exiting the room completely, Embry. He stopped as he turned and saw me, he had the little dog in his arms, Paul and Rachel's little dog. It was licking at his chest but he paid no attention to it. "Oh hey"

"Hey" I replied simply as he made his way toward me, he smiled genuinely but his eyes shot back to the door he had just come out of like he was nervous.

"You ok?"

"Yeah fine, I just need some help with my car if anyone's around. You work here?" The dog had noticed me and started wriggling as if trying to jump at me but Embry held him tighter, I felt a lot of hatred toward the animal even though it was cute and innocent. I just hated it because it was tainted with Paul and Rachel.

"We all do, but I am not working today I just came to pick Bruiser up he was driving them up the wall so I'm taking him home to his momma" He wriggled the dog around a little and smiled before realising he had sort of mentioned Rachel and he kind of paled. At least that's why I think he paled. "I'll get umm someone.. CUSTOMER" He simply turned his head and erupted in a roar like shout to the door. The dog winced downwards, even I flinched he was loud as hell.

"Thanks Embry" I smiled again as he made his way toward the door.

"No worries, see you around Princess" He winked playfully at me before walking outside, as he left the staff door opened and out walked Paul, in his shirtless glory. Show off. I tried not to pay attention to the oversized and over toned muscles that ran down his abs and his arms but I couldn't help but stare, he was massive. He had a tribal tattoo on his arm, they all did but I had never paid attention to it, teenage phase I assumed.

I turned back to the door Embry had walked from, bastard, he could have said it was Paul.

"Uhh hi" Paul stopped at the counter in front of the door and leant on it, his eyes travelling over my body. I let out an irritated sigh, he had no right to check me out, he had a pregnant girlfriend or wife or whatever she was at home.

"Is it just you?" I snapped as I looked around him praying the door would open for someone else.

"Yep, Quil was here but trust me, when he's working you might as well be alone. Kid can't do shit with cars" He smirked as if he hadn't noticed the snap to my voice so I offered an eye roll instead. He noticed this and his smile dropped. "That a problem?" He raised an eyebrow and it was only now that I really paid attention to his face, he was cut above his eyebrow, it looked like it was scaring over but it had a strange resemblance to the cut above the wolf... no shut up Alianna.

"Well I don't seem to have a choice do I" I finally shook myself from staring at the cut and I answered back, hoping there was enough annoyance in my voice for him to realise he needed to shut up and fix my car.

"No you don't, you're stuck with me" He smirked to himself as he said it, his eyes flashed and he pushed himself from the counter to walk past me, he stopped just next to me and his smirk grew. "Not that I mind...car this way? I assume it's a car issue not personal?"

I couldn't help the stomach flip that happened as he said he didn't mind, I don't know why it flipped it just did, his voice was husky and low, it always had been but there was a rougher tone to it now, deeper and more manly. Eurgh. I tried so hard to forget him and here he was making my stomach flip like I was a teenage girl again. Why was everything out to get me recently?

I turned and followed him as he walked out to the front of the shop, he walked straight to my Mini and bent down straight in front of the bonnet without even looking at the car. How had he known it was the bonnet?

"Nice job Al, brand new car too. What did you do? Hit something?" He shouted over to me as he grazed his hand along the dented bumper. My stomach dropped violently, what had I done? I hadn't thought of that? Shit what had I done?

"Uhh yeah a mail box" Mail box? Who the hell hits a mail box and causes that much damage? Oh god I was an asshole. He chuckled though, a little strained, or maybe a little knowing. I wasn't sure but he was being a little weird.

"So the mail box bled did it?" He held up a finger, blood covered it and my heart sunk to the pit of my stomach. Blood. I had forgotten to clean it. Shit. Now I looked like a murderer. "Don't look so worried, not like I'm gonna grass on you for hitting a wo..animal"

My head snapped up as he scrambled with his words, he sounded like he was going to say wolf. Shit. What if someone had seen me? I had felt watched, oh crap. I stayed silent, hoping silence would kill his obvious need for a discussion. I watched as he popped the bonnet open and bent over to look inside, he shot his arm out to grab at something but gasped and clenched it back to himself.

"Shit" He groaned as he danced around in the dance you do when you hurt something, my body jerked forward wanted to reach out and check he was ok but I stopped myself before I reached him. Cursing as I changed course to make it look like I was going to lean against the wall. Why was he doing this to me?

"Aww hurt yourself?" I asked sarcastically but he didn't seem to get the sarcasm because he nodded and answered.

"Yeah my arm, yesterday, not healing properly" He winced slightly as he stretched the arm out, my stomach dropped for the third time in 5 minutes as I saw which arm it was, the same one the wolf had held up while limping away yesterday. That was weird. He had two injuries, the same as the wolf. How? I could feel my curious interest coming into play, but I didn't like that it was lingering on Paul so I shook it off reminding myself I didn't care about him enough to let it play on my mind.

He bent back over and jumbled around my car bonnet again, I lingered a second too long on his body because I felt myself blush as I realised I was checking him out. Slamming my head back into the wall I cursed myself again, reminding myself yet again that I was mad at him. I mean, I still felt mad but his body was just..well...amazing.

Another 20 minutes went past in silence; I kept my eyes shut most of the time trying to avoid any more awkward checking out moments. I was getting chilly sat out here; I was only in skinny jeans and a baggy white top, I shivered and within two seconds Paul had moved the truck from inside outside and put my car in, it was as if he knew I was getting cold because as he did it he asked me if it was warmer inside for me. I didn't reply; just shot him a look to tell him his niceties wouldn't change my anger at him.

He was taking ages, just jumbling around and hitting things with random tools as he looked through my bonnet. I had been here nearly an hour when my phone started ringing, I flipped it out of my bag and saw Devon flashing on the screen. My heart sunk as it usually did. I hadn't even been gone that long so I couldn't be in trouble for being out. I pressed accept and lifted it to my ear.

"Hey" I noticed Paul glance back at me slightly as if trying to listen in but he noticed me watching him and he turned back to the car and hit something else with a wrench type tool.

"Where are you?" He sounded impatient; I really hadn't even been gone that long. I had told him I was going to Port Angeles.

"Uhh I am in Port Angeles; I told you I was going shopping. I needed some stuff for the house" I lowered my voice and turned from Paul as if it would make him not hear my blatant lie, but I couldn't say oh I'm in a garage with my ex boyfriend who is currently fixing my car semi naked because I ran over a god damn wolf yesterday. Just the bit about hitting the car would make him want to kill me, the bit about Paul would actually make him kill me.

"I know you told me that, watch your tone Alianna. I was asking where too specifically" He barked at me and I couldn't help but wince, watch my tone. I had answered back too much. I glanced back around at Paul, he was no longer trying to pretend not to be listening instead he was full on frowning at me, his hands were shaking slightly.

Shit. Where was I? I had no idea where I was. I had no idea of any shops down there. Crap.

"You know what it doesn't matter; I was just ringing to make sure you don't come home until gone 4. I have a business meeting, ring Danny before you head back to be sure I'm done" And with that he put the phone down. 4? It was only 11 now, what do I do all day? I turned back and perched down on the old sofa, Paul had gone back to doing whatever he was doing but he stopped and turned to look at me.

"Port Angeles?" His eyebrow was raised and I noticed the mark he had earlier was pretty much gone, it was a red scratch and nothing more. Weird. But I still frowned at him; it was none of his business.

"He doesn't know I crashed the car"

"So why don't you just tell him you crashed the car?" He was looking at me like I was stupid and I just wanted to smack him. He was a right asshole sometimes. I wanted to scream at him that if I just told Devon I crashed the brand new car he got me then all hell would break loose.

"You know what, I really do not need to explain myself to you Paul" I snapped, my voice was bitter and harsh and he fell into a sad expression like I had hurt him. I felt bad for a split second before remembering that he had hurt me a fair share so I had the right to snap at him if he got on my nerves.

"Your guy seems like an ass" He suddenly perked up after another 10 minutes of silence and what I took to be mindless banging of objects on his part. I glanced up from the magazine I as reading and looked at him, he was facing me chewing on his thumbnail. He was right but still, no right to say it.

"Hmm I seem to be drawn to picking them" I smirked sarcastically at him but the insult went straight over his head.

"So you agree your fiancé is an ass? Why are you with him then?" He scratched his head in confusion and I had to let out exasperated laugh at his pure cheek of asking personnel questions and the fact he was so slow sometimes.

"I was more labelling you an ass Paul, not Devon" Although he was one too. Paul dropped his hand and went back to the car.

I had been here coming up two hours, meaning although it was now nearly 1 so I didn't have to stay out of the house much longer, I was getting seriously pissed off with Paul's attempts of talking to me. He would ask such pointless questions, how was the weather in LA...did I enjoy school...blah blah blah, all of which I happily ignored or grunted to.

I looked up at the rusty clock on the wall, 1.30. This was ridiculous. I was about to ask how long when the phone rang and Paul walked away to grab it.

"Yeah" His gruff voice was blunt as he spoke and I could feel him watching me. I didn't look over, he was being weird with me, like overly nice.

"Uhh yeah I'll be home at 5, and then I have work at 9 again tonight. If you don't want to cook I can go to Emily's" His voice became curter, like he felt awkward.

"Ok, did Embry bring the dog back?"

This time it clicked, home, dog, cooking. Urgh, it was Rachel. An old feeling of jealousy crept back up, one I had tried to forget years ago when I left this town. He was hers now, had been for years and they were having a baby, I shouldn't still feel like this.

"I'm with a customer Rach I can't talk about that now, yes I know it is broke I will fix it when I get home. Ok, Rachel I have Saturday off so I'll do the crib then. Yes. Ok. Ok. Bye" The phone slammed back down on the hook and his words caused that jealousy to rage again, it sounded so perfect, even with the blunt tone he had taken with her. A guy who comes home from work, fixes the house up, does the baby's room. It was everything I longed for and everything I didn't have. "Sorry, she's a nightmare, she just sits at home worrying about every little thing and bugs me about it all day long" He sighed but he sounded frustrated as he made his way back to my car and bent down to it without looking at me again.

I figured I couldn't be rude so instead I choked back the jealous comments and asked what I seemed to be a nice question. "When is she due?" It hurt, I didn't really want to know but I couldn't say nothing.

"Uhh, in about three weeks I think" He sounded so casual, not soon to be dad at all. He seemed annoyed toward her so I didn't say another word. Instead the jealousy turned into smugness, she annoyed him. "She's having a girl" He added like he was trying to find something to talk about but I noticed there was no smile as he said it, he didn't have the soon to be dad glow to him, he sounded a little downtrodden about it.

"Don't sound too excited about it" I stood up and spoke sarcastically as I made my way to a wall of photos, it was all the guys and the girls, messing around on the beach, at weddings. It was a family photo wall basically.

"I am, I would just prefer to keep my house as my house, not a kids play den..things just didn't turn out how they should have" He got a little defensive, which only made me jump back at him, he got her pregnant so he could deal with his house changing. Men these days, there really was no good ones left.

"Well then maybe you should have thought of that before you..." I stopped, I really was not looking to fight him but he drove me insane. "Forget it, how long is this going to take?" I turned back to him, he was frowning at me like he was confused. "Well?"

He stood up and shut the bonnet down with a bang before smirking. "I finished it an hour ago, I just wanted to talk to you some more" He chuckled at himself as if he was the smartest guy in the world. I knew he had just been banging stuff around. Asshole.

"Eurgh, you can be such an ass" I stormed over and picked my bag up from the dusty floor while Paul looked genuinely upset.

"I wasn't trying to be, I just wanted to talk to you. I have missed you Al, not a day has gone past where I haven't thought about you, I want to make things right with us, I miss us" He had walked so he was close to me, his body heat radiating against mine, his breath tickled my cheek as he talked to me. My stomach twirled again and I could feel my heart thumping from the closeness of him.

Then his words hit me, he missed me, thought about me every day. He had Rachel now so how could he sit around missing me or thinking about me when he had her? He was still the same guy. He was the arrogant guy who thought he could have anyone he wanted.

"You haven't changed one little bit Paul. You are still the arrogant asshole you were four years ago" I snapped and walked away from him, instead going to the counter where the card machine lay. Paul didn't move, he just stared after me like I was an alien.

"It's on me" He spoke so lowly it was like a whisper and I turned to look at him, what was on him? "The car, don't worry about paying"

I snorted, if this was him trying to be all different and nice then it would not work on me. But I couldn't find anything to say back and it would make it easier with the card situation so I just nodded and grabbed my keys from the side. "Thanks"

"It was the radiator, it was cracked. You need to come back for the dent, Jacob deals with that sort of stuff, he will be working tomorrow"

I just nodded at him and jumped in the driver's seat, he was still staring at me funny, like he was a mixture of upset, confused and sort of amused. I hated how he made me like this, usually I was good at keeping my cool but he made me so fiery, like I wanted to slap him or scream at him or something. He was so mind screwing me, this whole place was mind screwing me.

I reversed away from him, his stare locked on mine as I went. I couldn't look away, there was something about him. I finally reversed so far out I could no longer see him and so I threw the gear into action and drove away, my mind reeling from him. He was so difficult.


To the guest who reviewed saying sorry for the disgusting thing, I just want to say YAAYYYYYY so happy I won you over :D And I want to say a huge thank you for reading my stories and supporting me :D You should read charlotte and paul, I liked them a lot and you could find a little bit of room for them too hehehe :D

Are you all confused to the point of annoyance with the Rachel and Paul situation yet? I am just waiting for someone to be like what the hell is happening? Haha :D What do you think the situation is?

Anyway thank you to everyone you are all amazing.