I woke up to the sound of loud snoring in my ear. I tried to move, but was pinned down. I turned my head to see Hunter still in my bed holding me to him. My jaw really hurt, as well as my pelvic area. My head was spinning and my stomach felt like it was doing flips. I would've laughed at the thought of my baby doing cartwheels inside me if the discomfort wasn't so intense.

I leaned forward and threw up. Most of it went on the floor, but some of it stayed on the bed and touched mine and Hunter's arms.

Hunter woke up. "What's that smell?" he asked. He let go of me and sat upright. He looked at the vomit on the bed and floor. "You're disgusting."

He then walked out of the room. "I have to go learn how to do some patrol thing today from some bitch named Leah, cya."

I got out of bed and went to go get some cleaning supplies. I scrubbed the vomit out of the carpet and had to strip the bed. I threw my sheets and blankets into the washer. I figure I'll just hang around the house and try to enjoy my Sunday. I went into my room to find some clothes to change into. Draw after drawer in my dresser was empty. All my clothes are still at Embry's. I sighed. Maybe I could call Kim and ask her to get them for me. We actually exchanged numbers at Emily's house. Rachel was nice, but she just talked too much. I liked Kim because she was quiet.

I took a quick shower and just changed into some of my mom's smaller clothes. She usually wore nice and boring clothes, like tees and blue jeans. I then walked downstairs to the kitchen where the house phone was located.

I thought about calling Embry, but then he might go all crazy possessive on me and storm in here. I'm actually surprised that hasn't happened yet. He does know where my house is after all. I dialed Kim's cell phone number. It rang for a few short seconds before she answered.

"Hello?" she asked. What a cliché answer. Why doesn't anyone say something else?

"Hey Kim, it's Margo," I replied.

"Oh," she said like she knew something bad. "How is everything?"

"It's fine. Why do you sound like something's wrong?"

"Well, Sam went over to Embry's to check up on you guys, but he said that he found Embry all alone and crying. What happened?"

I knew I had Embry cry, but I didn't know that he'd still be at it. I'm such a horrible person. "Well, Hunter came and took me home."

"Hunter? Your boyfriend?"

"Well, he's now my ex-boyfriend, but he's in the denial stage."

"That's tough."

"Tell me about it. But listen, I need you to do a favor for me."

"Sure." Then I heard Jared walk in.

"Hey Kim," he said. There was pause. I bet a million dollars that they were going at it. "Who are you talking to?"

"Margo," Kim answered.

Jared growled. "Do you have any idea what she did to Embry? He's a fucking wreck and it's all her fault."

Way to make me feel better Jared. I sighed. I know that I deserve to feel bad for breaking Embry's heart, even if he is a little unstable.

Kim started talking to me again. "What favor did you need?"

"Never mind," I said. "This is something I have to do for myself." I then hung up before she could protest or Jared could get up on his high horse again. I then figured out that I had no way of getting to Embry's house for my stuff. Why didn't I have a car? I just went to the living room to watch TV and forget everything that happened the past two days.

EPOV

Sam came and went. It was pretty embarrassing having him see me at my weakest time. I was still in bed blubbering like a baby over the loss of my love. "She left me. She left me," was all I could manage to tell him between sobs. He sighed and told me that I still didn't have to do patrol this week. He then walked out, probably to see how lucky he was that his imprint loves him back. Lucky asshole.

I stayed in bed for another half an hour before I got up. I had to go to work at the grocery store. Perhaps some work would help me keep Margo out of my mind. I changed into my uniform and went out the door to my truck. I had to roll the windows down to get Margo's scent out of it. I finally reached the grocery store. I walked inside to find Leah standing there impatiently.

"It's about time," she said.

"I'm sorry," I muttered. I walked over to the cashier.

"You're on your own today," Leah said as she took her apron off.

I looked over at her confused.

"I have to teach that new wolf how to patrol. What's his name? Howard, Henry-"

"It's Hunter," I growled.

Leah rolled her eyes. "Okay, sorry I got your boyfriend's name wrong." She then walked outside. As much as she pissed me off, I was kind of sad to see her go. It would've been nice to have some company.

For the first three hours of my shift, no one came. That's probably because everyone was at Church or something. It is Sunday after all. Also, I hear the grocery in Forks is having a huge sale, so everyone must've flocked over there.

I heard the bell on the door ring as I saw somebody walk in. It was Mitchell, Collin's younger sixteen year-old brother. I always felt bad for him, the werewolf gene totally skipped him. He was the shorter brother, the weaker, the paler, and to top it off, the black sheep of the family. Everyone in Collin's family loved the outdoors, they loved the Quileute legends, and they were all outgoing. Mitchell hated nature, he found the legends to be boring, and he was always kind of reserved. I remember when he saw Collin phase. I expected him to run off screaming, but instead he smirked and said, "I guess I'm no longer the family freak." I always liked Mitchell a little more than my pack brothers.

"Hey Embry," he said as he walked over.

"I'm not allowed to talk to customers when I'm on the clock," I said.

Mitchell looked around and chuckled. "Yeah, you look pretty busy." I loved how he said almost everything in a monotone or as if he was bored.

"You got me there. So what's up?" I was thanking God for sending me someone to talk to. I was so desperate for companionship, even if it wasn't Margo. Being with her made me realize how much I hate being alone.

"Collin drank all the Dr. Pepper, again."

I chuckled. "Sorry, it's the werewolf appetite."

Mitchell rolled his eyes. "I guess. I decided that I'm going to make a nice sub sandwich and eat all of it in front of him."

Collin's favorite thing to eat was a big sub sandwich, so I started laughing at what Mitchell planned to do to him. Margo would love this guy. "I have to see that."

"I should sell tickets. At least this isn't as bad as the time he ate my egg baby that I needed for child development."

I smiled. Mitchell reminded me so much of my Margo. He was kind like her. He had short hair like her. He had pale skin like her. He was shorter than me like her. He was thin like her. The only thing different was that he probably would never break my heart. "You have to admit that was kind of funny."

Mitchell shrugged. He was wearing a jacket like Margo always did. His was navy blue, my favorite color. "You're right. So anything new with you?"

I just shrugged my broad shoulders. I wonder if Mitchell ever noticed my physic? "My girlfriend/imprint just broke up with me."

Mitchell frowned. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said, with honesty.

"Me too, but I guess she'll come back if it was meant to be. Her other boyfriend's a wolf in the pack, so I bet I'll see her around."

"Or you could 'till he imprints."

I perked up. Hunter hadn't imprinted yet! Hat's the best news I've ever gotten. He could imprint today while he's on patrol with Leah! Then he'll leave Margo and I'll be her shoulder to cry on! She'll ask if I can ever forgive her and take her back. I'll say yes and then we'll spend the rest of our lives happily together. She'll keep the baby and we could be a family. I wonder what she'll want to name it. I hope she lets me help her. "Mitch, what baby names do you like?" I asked.

He made a face. I forgot that he hated being called Mitch because it sounded too much like bitch.

"Why?' he asked.

"My girlfriend's pregnant."

"Wow. Congrats."

I shook my head. "It's not mine, but I still want her to let me help her name it.'

Mitchell cocked his eyebrow. "Alright. I guess for a boy I like Darren, and for a girl I like Tatiana."

I nodded. Those were some pretty good names. "I like Erin for a girl, and Kyle for a guy."

"Isn't Erin a boy's name?"

"It's both."

"Oh." He was silent for a little bit. "I guess I better get my stuff now." He turned to walk away.

I reached over the counter and grabbed his arm. He turned back to face me, shocked.

"Please don't go," I said. "I don't want to be alone today."

Mitchell gave me a look of pity. "Fine," he said. "But I don't want to hang out here all day. Wanna go catch a movie?"

I eagerly nodded and tossed my new apron to the floor. I didn't bother locking up the cash register or anything. I just turned off the store lights and locked the doors. Since Mitchell had to walk here, we both got into my truck. I knew it was wrong, but I felt the urge to kiss him and hold him. I wonder if he'd let me call him Margo?

I drove us to the movies. I still hurt at the fact that I lost Margo, but at least Mitchell was a nice rebound. I hope he doesn't get mad at me for using him.