Authors Note

It's been a while too long, I know, I know, and lastly I know, lol.

I have been enjoying the holidays hanging out with friends and family, and then in my spare time reading fan fiction or fiction press stories, there you go the truth no real reason.

Plus I just was so stumped with writers block for this story so when I did write it was always about Wolfie, I know I'm sorry I've slacked off and I apologize so here is my latest chapter and sorry for the wait, well it's a wait for me I try and update as soon as I can.

Bible Chick

PS: Feel free if I have been taking awhile to PM and remind me.

Chapter 14

Ok, so here's the thing, I'm...," Paul began.

I stared at him, it was kind of odd when you thought about it, Paul Walker was going to talk about himself, something that no one else knew, and it was scary to think how much things had changed so quickly.

And truth be told, I'm nervous about what he's gonna say. I mean it kind of scares me more than anything in the world, the truth can really hurt.

I looked up at Paul, and realized he'd stop saying whatever he was going to say and now I was dying to know. I stared at him for a second waiting for him to finish his sentence, and then I stared for a second, and another second, and well about another million seconds before I finally cracked.

"You're a what?" I say.

I know I properly should have said it differently but the suspense was honestly killing me I hate not knowing stuff.

Ever since I was a little kid I always had to be the first to know, it's just the way I am, I was the first to work out Santa Claus isn't real, or is he, that's what'd Chris would always say.

But the point is I've always liked knowing who ever said ignorance is bliss was an idiot.

Paul shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts I guess, and stared at me for another second.

He does that a lot, the whole starring thing, and I guess where dating so maybe it's normal but I still find it weird that he just wants to sit and stare at me.

I mean, I'm not that pretty, sure I have the blonde hair and blue eyes, but that's so common and boring. He could find anyone like that to stare at, but he seems to choose me, which is sort of sweet of him now that where dating.

"It doesn't matter." Paul finally goes with.

"What?"

"It was nothing."

"It didn't sound like nothing," I disagree.

"Well it was."

"Paul, I won't judge you," I reassure.

"Just drop it, Sam," Paul replies gruffly, shaking his head in annoyance.

"But, Paul I just..."

"Leave it Sam," Paul says, running his fingers through his hair.

"Could you just tell me," I demand. I mean hello it's not that hard, I hate when people start something they can't finish, its like why start it in the first place.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Then why bring it up?"

"Cause I can."

"Cause you can?"

"Yes."

"Well, I could kill myself, but I'm not going to, and I can. That's a stupid reason."

I see Paul flinch at my suggestion to kill myself.

"You know what I meant."

"No, I don't."

"Sam."

"Maybe I would if you told me your big secrete."

"Let it go."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Cause I don't have to."

"Sam…"

"I'm not going to speak to you until you're honest with me."

"Don't be stupid."

"I can't hear a thing, was that the wind?"

"You're acting like your five."

I don't bother to reply, I hate not knowing things, and I mean we're in a relationship aren't you meant to tell each other everything you know, be open and honest and all that maybe? I'm not an expert, but I like to think I have some idea.

We sit there in silence for a while awkwardly, both of us annoyed at each other even though I don't see how he could be annoyed at me, ok I am being a tad mean and selfish, but he's not being honest.

"Fine, do you really want to know?" Paul asks in defeat.

"Yes."

"You really want to know?"

"Yes."

"So you want to know the truth?"

"Yes I do."

"Fine."

"Well?"

"I'm a Werewolf, happy?" Paul shouts out of anger.

"Are you trying to be funny or something, cause it's not working" I snap.

"No, I'm a werewolf," Paul says more gently.

"Can you please take this seriously?"

"I am a werewolf."

"Ha ha, you're so funny, now the truth please?"

"That is the truth."

"Paul, seriously."

"No, I'm being honest."

"You don't honestly believe you're a werewolf, do you?"

"Yes," Paul says sincerely.

"So, you think you get a tail on a full moon or something?"

"Not exactly, I."

"I don't want to hear it. I have to get out of here."

"Sam," Paul says.

I know I should properly stay and talk or whatever, but I just need to get out here, I need to get to a normal persons house now, and fast.

I have to clear my head or something because this is just too much. I can't handle this, the boy I like, is a werewolf, my boyfriend is a werewolf, and well he thinks he's one. He isn't really one, I have to stop thinking like that, I mean I know some things you can overcome in a relationship, but your boyfriend thinking he's a mythical creature might be a hard one to get over.

What do I do, ignore his howling every full moon, and buy him doggie shampoo for Christmas.

I don't turn around, but I know he's not following me and somehow that hurts me.

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Kim's house is always an open door, and as soon as I get there I wrench open the door dying to see someone, anyone that is sane that doesn't believe what Paul is saying, though who really would?

"Kim," I scream, desperate to see her.

Kim comes out a second later looking slightly annoyed. "Your Lucky Jared is out with Wolfie."

"Oh, sorry."

It still seems insane that she has a baby, I mean I love Wolfie, but it's still insane you know. To know that she's not just my best friend, she's my, well she's a mother and a wife where as I am still doing the whole dating thing.

It makes me feel so silly sometimes.

Kim looks me up and down and I can see the worry in her eyes. "What happened?"

"Paul thinks his a werewolf," I choke out and burst into tears that fall down fast, and I'm not a pretty crier, they're everywhere, and messy and horrible

"Oh Sammy, its ok."

"How could he possibly think that?" I cry out. "Why did he have to ruin everything, we were happy, and he just says something so insane," I sob.

"Sam, maybe he is telling the truth."

"You don't honestly believe he's a werewolf?"

"Well, I sort of do."

"What?"

"Jared's one too Sammy, I know it's hard to believe, but." Kim tries to explain what, is she completely brain washed what in the world is her problem. I stare at her open mouthed before rushing towards the door.

"Kimmy we're back, and we have Paul he's looking for Sam," Jared calls, and I can hear the sound of the footsteps, there's no escaping now.

I turn around and do the only thing I can think of, I rush to the bathroom, which is the closet room with a lock, and throw myself in it and bolt the door.

Maybe not the best idea in the world, but it was either that, or facing Paul.

"Sam, don't do that," Kim cries. "Look I know it's a lot to take in and all, but it's true."

"Kim, why are you talking to the door?" Jared says and I can hear the teasing in his voice

"Wolfie," Kim cries, and I can tell she's rushed to his side and scooped him up in her arms.

"And I'm not, Sam's in there."

"She's in there?" Paul asks.

"Yeah, she's not taking it well," Kim says.

"Maybe I did it wrong."

"Well, she has locked herself in the bathroom," Jared says.

"Can you guys leave I need to talk to her?"

"Being kicked out of my own house," Jared grumbles. "We'll be in Wolfie's room."

"Are you sure, Sam do you need me?" Kim calls

I don't answer, mainly because I don't know the answer.

"I'm going to go, call if you need me, and everything's gonna be alright," Kim says.

I hear the sounds of their footsteps drifting away leaving just me and him, and now I know I should have begged her to stay, nothing could be worse.

"Don't suppose you'll open up the door?" Paul asks.

I don't reply.

"Well, I'll just wait," Paul says, and I hear him sitting outside the door, probably in the same spot I am now, only a piece of wood is separating us.

I begin to cry, and the pain that everything is so messed up, that my boyfriend thinks he's a werewolf.

"Sam, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry," Paul says quietly, and I can hear the sorrow in his voice.

"Why Paul, everything was fine, why did you have to do that, why do you have to think that."

"I wanted to be honest."

"But Paul, it's not possible."

"But it is I was like you until I burst into a wolf one night, when I was out and pissed at my mum, going for a walk and I just got angrier and angrier, and I burst into a wolf, I didn't know what was happening."

"Paul, stop, I don't want to hear it."

"Sam I just want to talk to you."

"But I can't handle it, why Paul, why do this. We were perfect for each other, I thought I loved you, and now you've ruined everything." I sob, trying to ignore all the tears making my face all damp.

As well as trying to ignore the fact that I just told Paul for the first time that I loved him, and I did I just didn't realize it. I honestly did and I couldn't believe love never seemed possible to me, yet here I was feeling it.

And I loved it, being near Paul was amazing; he was everything I needed and nothing that I needed. He is always on my mind, and I always think and worry about him, and when I'm not with him I want to be and sometimes I think that if something happened I'd choose for him to live rather than me.

How stupid and cliché is that, normally I manage to push the thoughts of my mind, but right here I couldn't lie about them anymore.

I loved him, even if he was crazy and I hated him for ruining this.

"What did you just say?"

"I said I loved you," I whale.

"You what," Paul says

"I love you." I cry.

"Can I come in?"

I don't reply.

"I swear to god if you don't let me in I'll break down the door," Paul threatens.

I don't say a thing, like he could.

"Sam are you going to open the door?"

Silence.

"Fine here we go."

I doubt he will, but as a precaution, I step away a little, but I'm being silly he couldn't.

A second later the door is knocked down and falls flat on the ground with a terrible crash, and there stands Paul smiling looking proud of himself.

And then he catches sight of me and he smiles so broadly and gathers me in his arm, and ignores me crying, and presses his lips to mine, and it's the best kiss we've ever had fueled with a new passion, and it's bittersweet cause I remember he thinks his a werewolf.

Finally he pulls me away, smiles at me, and wipes away my tears with his huge warm hands.

"Sam I have loved you since the moment I saw you, and I swear I always will."

And then he kisses me again, and I feel the honestly and how raw he is as he kisses me, and I know his giving me everything he can.

"I believe you," I say as we gasp for air. "I believe you Paul, I trust you, I honestly trust you," I say and we both beam at each other.

Because the odd thing is I do, I believe him because I love him, and I trust him and I know he's not insane and he's what I want, what I need, and he wouldn't lie to me, and it feels good since I've never felt like this, believed someone so blindly.

"Thank you," Paul says, and holds me tight.

"You broke my door!" Jared yells.

Authors Note

So there it was, I hope it wasn't a disappointment, please give me thoughts, ideas, suggestions, whatever.

Bible Chick