-Chapter 13-
PPOV (Paul)
Paige doesn't leave her house for a couple of days. I know to stay clear. No one wants to talk to me and that's easy to understand. I won't want to talk to me either. Rachel tries to visit everyday and I hate to see her expression when I open the door in the same shorts and shirt from the day before. She always kisses me on the cheek before making her way to the kitchen. She cooks something for herself and I. we spend most of the time watching TV or sitting outside and watching the traffic go by. My parents aware of the situation have still left for their holiday. Annie now spends most of her time a Collin's house or just hanging out with Collin. She won't answer my calls or texts and when I go to see her at Collin's house he won't let me in. I'm to tired to argue. I'm too tired to do much. I know this is not fair on Rachel but I don't just want to forget and blow it off like last time. I know Paige isn't be sent back to the hospital but it still could happen. It would be all my fault.
PPOV (Paige)
Sunlight hurts my eyes. So does my phone constantly vibrating and the door bell always ringing. How long will it take people before they release that I don't care. I don't want to be part of their pack. I don't want to be part of anything. This wasn't part of the plain. I try not to think of anything, just to sleep. But when sleep starts to be haunted with giant wolfs and nuclear green eyes it's hard to stay asleep. Dad has stayed away. He comes in to bring food and that's pretty much it. All my medications have had to stop because Carlisle is still not sure what has cause my phasing mutation. My mood swings have been the biggest hit and my body isn't taking it well. I know Dad hates being cooped up inside but is to scared to leave my side.
PPOV (Paul)
I take a stroll out of the house and down the road. The sun is nice on the back of my neck and a light breeze passes through the trees. I don't know where I'm heading until I am their. I know I would regret it later but now is better then never. And never is what this will become if I don't do anything. Aaron's truck isn't parked in the driveway which means he must be out. The front door is wide open but I can tell that Paige's curtains are drawn. The darkness from her window seeping across the side of the house. I knock once on the door but I get no answer. I knock on her window but still no answer. I walk through the unlocked front door, down the corridor and to Paige's bedroom. When I open the door she's not in there. She is not in her bed or stilling in her chair. She must have gone out. Probably for the best.
'What do you want?!' Spits a voice from the kitchen.
'Paige, I...' I stop mid-sentence as I turn towards Paige. She is standing in the kitchen doorway. She looks thinner then last time I saw her which doesn't seem right. Her face is pale but shockingly focused. But that's not what made me stop. Her eyes are glowing a deep green and in her right hand is a kitchen knife.
'Thought that would stop you talking. I've had enough of your talking I think it's time I did a little of my own.' She says smiling. Her face twists from a scary confidence to a pure sadness as she drops to her knees and begins to cry silently.
I don't move. I don't think I even breath. I just stand back and watch as her knuckles turn white from holding the knife too tight.
'I knew this was all too good to be true. You actually loving me, you actually caring for someone other than yourself and then it turns out I got it the wrong way around. Everything you did was to benefit how lonely you were without an imprint. I was a time filler, a gap that had been filled, someone to fool around with until beautiful perfect Rachel showed up.' She cries staring down at the ground.
'You know that that wasn't how it was. I haven't seen Rachel in years. Since way before I had even phased, since way before Sam had even phased.' I say as I can hear my voice start to raise.
'You really defending her right now?' Paige says looking right at me. The colour in her eyes beginning to fade.
'Paige she is my imprint. The way I feel towards her is hard to explain and it's completely different from the way I feel when I'm with you.' I'm yelling I can tell. I'm starting to get defence as my chest broadens a little. On the ground Paige looks small and broken but I know what she is capable of.
'So what now I'll never know how it feels? To be in love? Females can't imprint Paul. Leah told me that months before I phased. The worst bit is I knew something was wrong with me but I didn't want to say anything. Saying it was admitting it to myself. I'm going to be lonely broken me forever and I could certainly blame it all on you.' Paige stands up now her own voice rising. Her eyes returning to that radiant green glow. 'I could make you suffer. Feel the pain that I feel. You could final face the true ugly that you are deep down.'
'Paige you don't want this. You never would purposeful hurt someone that you love. If anything you spend most of the time trying to protect them.' I say taking a side step towards the door.
'The thing is Paul I don't love you and the thing that I'm always true to protect them from is myself. That's what you meant right? I have been unstable from the start. I only released it later. While I was sitting in a hospital bed all alone. You use to cover for me. You used to cover up what I was capable of. To the adults, to my father, to the other kids at school and even to myself. I'm done hiding. I want out. So what if that means everyone will think I'm crazy, what's so wrong with that. They already know I'm different but they just can't pin point why. Maybe I should bring the pin and I can point it just where I like.' Her tangent continues but it stops making sense. Paige has been circling away from the kitchen archway and around the living room. I have been doing the say. Walking away from her and closer to the door. She isn't paying attention to me anymore. It's like in her brain I'm no longer there. It's just her and her thoughts. Each comment that spills out of her mouth is scarier than the one before it. And each one seems so true that it hurts to think about everything she has been through. I reach the front door and slowly start to open it. Too fast something flies towards my extended arm and pain rips through my body. I look down at my arm to find the kitchen knife embedded in my upper arm.
PPOV (Paige)
I wake up in a different bed than the one I remember sleeping in. My legs and arms are stiff and my back is beginning to hurt from not enough moment. The curtains in the room are not drawn and moon light streams through the window. I'm in a wooden cabin. The walls that surround me are made of timber, same as the ceiling. The forest looks picture perfect behind the window. The room I'm in consists of a bed, night stand, dresser and mirror. I can just make out my reflection in the mirror. My face is covered in bruises. One of my eyes is swallow shut. My hair looks like a birds' nest. The main problem is I can't move much further than this. When I look down at my ankles and wrist they are bound by metal chains. These chains continue up my legs and arms, one even goes so far as to cover my waist. I'm stuck. A blood curtailing scream leaves my lips and then I just lay there and cry.
A/N: OMG! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! And more to coming in the coming chapters. As you can tell in this story it's not just wolf based or vampire based it's a mixture of both which I thought was a bit different. It will come into play later when the unknown wolf comes back in town. Very important. Anything you want to add or a character you want added into the story just Review it or PM me. Plus you can tell I have been updating a lot this is because of how many reviews I get. The more, the quicker the chapters will be posted.