Chapter 14

After a bit of searching, I found Kaitlyn and Paul dancing in the corner. "This party isn't half bad. Do you know where Baby Doll went?" Kaitlyn gave me a soft smile. "Did you just call Samantha, Baby Doll?" She asked, not answering the question I asked. I gave a small shrug. "I guess. So where the fuck is SAMANTHA?" I asked, putting an emphasis on Samantha.

Kaitlyn looked over to a sofa in the large room with an empty space on it. "She was just there a second ago," she told me as she frantically looked around for her twin sister. Paul held his head high in the air and grabbed Kaitlyn's hand and led her towards the back of the house. I followed behind them. I made a mental note to never play Hide And Go Seek with the wolves. If they could sniff you out, what was the fucking point?

Paul opened the back door and we saw Samantha sitting in a circle with some random ass guys, smoking a fat ass joint. Baby Doll had a red plastic cup in her hand to accompany the joint. When the hell had she come out here and why the hell didn't she bring me with her? She looked fucking trashed out of her mind and as high as a kite. I can't believe she didn't bring me with her.

"What the hell, Samantha?" She turned her attention to us and a slow smile spread across her face. She was so fucking wasted. It was hilarious. I wish I would've had a camera to record that shit. "Heeeeey, Kait! Boys, this is my twin that I was just telling you about," she slurred. The "boys" turned to Kaitlyn and gave me a head nod simultaneously. "You do look a lot alike," one of them commented. This guy was also obviously out of his mind if he thought that these two looked anything alike.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kaitlyn asked her. She shrugged. "Chillinnnn," she mumbled. "Oh god. I'm taking you guys home," Paul said, running a hand down his face. "Come on, Paul. Don't be a fucking buzz kill," Baby Doll grumbled. "Yeah, Paul," I agreed, taking a sip from Samantha's red cup. I didn't want to go home yet. I wanted whatever Samantha had in her cup and I wanted to take a hit of whatever these kids were passing around. "Damn, that's strong," I commented. "What the hell IS that?" Baby Doll giggled. "I have no idea."

Paul walked over to Baby Doll and lifted her off of her chair. "Let's go," he told us as he cradled Samantha. I followed behind him as he lead us through the house. I didn't want to leave yet. However, they were my ride and I wouldn't be able to get home without them.

"Oh shit," Paul cursed, halting in his steps. Kaitlyn looked around Paul's massive body to see what he was looking at and cursed too. "Oh shit."

What was the fucking hold up? "What are you guys looking at?" I asked, looking around Paul to see what made them stop dead in their tracks. "Oh shit," I swore. "How the actual fuck did you know we were here?" I hollered. Seth and Embry were standing in front of us; Embry looking like he was going to rip someone's head off of their shoulders and Seth's face a mask of calm. I, however, knew Seth like the back of my hand. He was about to lose his shit.

Seth handed me his cell phone and I rolled my eyes.

Babe. Misyou so much. Cum to fork party. So we can fork. Lolz. Love you. Want u. 1243 fork lane

"What happened?" Kaitlyn asked me. "Your sister drunk text him… and told him the fucking address." God, Samantha was a fucking stupid drunk.

"Smooth move, Baby Doll," Kaitlyn grumbled. I'll fucking say. She ruined our fucking night. Shit.

"I'm gonna puke," Baby Doll moaned. Paul nearly dropped her trying to get her out of his arms. As soon as Samantha's feet touched the ground, she ran to the nearest bushes and emptied her stomach. My face showed how disgusted I was by her weak stomach. "Well, that's lovely," I commented.

"Yo, Sexy Heels," I heard someone holler from inside the house. We all turned to see Eric approaching ne, his eyes red and his speech slurred. "I hope you weren't gonna leave without giving me your digits," he flirted. This guy was trashed.

Embry was right behind me. This was perfect. I was going to show him that I didn't need him. If he could screw around with Leah then I would honestly not have a problem screwing around with Drunk Asian guy.

I looked at Embry whose face was beyond pissed. He was even shaking a bit. "Go ahead, Christina. Give him your digits," he spat. Here he goes overreacting again. He had no right to overreact. I rolled my eyes at him and turned my attention back to Eric. "Sure."

He handed me his cell phone and I put my cell number in his contacts. He smiled at me, gave me a hug, and walked back in the house, probably to drink more booze or some shit.

"I wanna go home," Baby Doll moaned. "I'm not surprised. You're wasted," Paul commented.

Embry took a step towards Paul. "What the fuck, Paul? You just take our girls to some Forks party and keep it a fucking secret?" Paul shrugged. "Don't get mad at me because your girl didn't want you to know where she was." Embry looked like he was gonna say something back but I cut him off. Who the hell did he think he was, showing up here and yelling at us for having a good fucking time? He was such a douchebag. AND I was NOT his girl. As far as I was concerned, Leah was. "Yeah, Embry. Fuck off. Seth, can you give me a ride home?" Seth nodded his head and turned back towards his car.

I waved at Paul, Kaitlyn, and Samantha and followed Seth to his car. Embry walked silently behind me. I knew that the silence wasn't going to last much longer.

I hopped in the backseat of Seth's car and Embry got in the passenger's seat. Seth started driving towards LaPush and I felt my body relax. Hopefully, we could get there before Embry decided to open his mouth.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Embry nearly yelled.

Before I could answer, Seth interrupted me. "Not here. Not now."

I sighed. At least I had a little more time with peace and quiet before Embry decided to open the gates of hell. When he did decide to argue with me, he was going to be in for a rude fucking awakening. I was NOT going to let him just fucking yell at me like I had done something wrong. Fuck that.

The ride to LaPush seemed to take forever. Seth wasn't going below the speed limit. If anything, he was a bit over. But, still, it felt like it took an extra 10 minutes to get there.

When Seth finally pulled up in front of my house, I thanked him. I got out of the car and mentally groaned when Embry got out of the car. Without so much as a goodbye, Seth pulled out of my driveway and drove off in the direction of his house.

I looked at Embry who was still glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and started walking towards my front door. "You're not invited in." He beat me to my front door and stood in front of it, blocking me from getting in. "What the fuck is your problem?" I asked him, anger making my face hot. First he has sex with Leah, then he ruins my night, and now he won't even let me inside of my own house. The stick up this guys butt must've been 120 feet long.

"My fucking problem is that you went to some sleezy party," he said, his voice rising. I vowed to myself that if he woke up my mom from her self induced drunken coma I was going to castrate him. "What do you care?" He rolled his eyes. "I care because there were drugs and alcohol and you gave that prick your fucking number." "Prick? For the love of… No one says the word "prick" anymore, Embry."

Embry wasn't moving from the front door. He was like a big ass boulder. Just standing in the doorway. There was no way that I was going to be able to move him out of my way and he obviously wasn't going to move himself. "Fine." I said, with my nose in the air.

I turned away from my house and started making my way towards the forest line that surrounded my house. Before I could get far, Embry wrapped his hand around my wrist and yanked me back to him. "No. You don't get to do this to me."

"Do what to you? What the actual fuck are you talking about? I did NOTHING to you."

Embry had a pained expression on his face. Like he wanted to say something but he didn't want to say it either. I groaned and contemplated biting his hand so he would let me go. I didn't want to be around him. I sure as hell didn't want him touching me. Sure, I wanted him to be jealous. I didn't want him to go all caveman on me though.

"Okay. You win. I had sex with Leah. I'm sorry. It won't happen again. You can stop being a bitch now," he said, his hold on me still tight. I gave him a smile. "I wasn't even being a bitch, Embry. I was just being myself. This is my personality." Embry glared down at me. "This is not your personality. You're being worse than you usually are." "If you don't like it, why don't you go back to that overgrown, manly, big assed Leah Clearwater. Go bug her! Just leave!"

Embry let me go and I immediately started to rub my wrist, easing the pain that he had caused. I could feel angry tears building up behind my eyes. I would be damned if he saw me crying. I was not going to give him that satisfaction.

"Christina, please," Embry whispered. I shook my head. I didn't want to hear anymore. I didn't want to see anymore. I just wanted him away from him. "I'm going to go into my house now. You're still not invited in." The pained expression was still on his face but he didn't say anything. He only nodded and started walking towards the green blanket that surrounded my house.

I unlocked my front door and walked into my house and released the breath that I didn't realized that I had been holding in. My body shuddered as my lungs released the air and I cursed mentally. Fuck Embry and Fuck these pinchy shoes.

I took my borrowed shoes off of my feet and left them by the front door. I started undressing in the hallway and was half naked by the time I reached my room. I flopped down on my bed, face down, and tried my best to not let any tears fall.

The next thing I know, I'm waking up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. I rubbed my eyes, trying to remember who I was, where I was, and what was I doing without any clothes on. I got out of bed, stretched, and walked into the bathroom. While I was washing my face and brushing my teeth I heard more than one person talking in my kitchen.

After I was done with the bathroom, I walked into my kitchen.

"Mom, what are you-," I walk in the kitchen to find my mom and Embry flipping pancakes like it's no big deal. As if they'd been doing this shit their whole fucking lives.

"Christina!" my mother gasped. I looked down at myself and remembered that I was only in my bra and panties. I looked up at Embry and saw that his eyes were on my breasts and his jaw was tense. I smirked at him and put my hands on my hips. "What the fuck is he doing here?" I asked, ignoring my mother's protest.

"Christina, go put on clothes," she said, still horrified, her voice raspy from smoking cigarettes her whole life.

"I came by to see if you were okay. You were sleeping, so I decided to help your mom," Embry said, trying to maintain eye contact. He failed several times. His eyes roaming over my entire body.

I crossed my arms over my chest, pushing my boobs out a bit more, and leaned against the door frame. "Well, as you can see, I'm peachy. You can leave now."

"TINA," my mom yelled. "He's helping me. Stop being so got damn rude. Go in your room and put on some fucking clothes!" I rolled my eyes and left the kitchen, my hips swaying a bit more than normal.

I went into my room and dug through my drawers trying to find something that would piss Embry off. But not something that would be too provocative to piss my mom off. I found shorts that were a bit too short and a v-neck shirt that was a bit too low and went with that.

I walked back into the kitchen and saw Embry's eyes immediately go to my chest. Pervert.

"Now that's better. Sit down and eat your breakfast. And be nice to Embry!" I rolled my eyes. At least she remembered his fucking name this time.

Embry fixed my plate and set it down in front of me at the table. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Did you spit in it?" Suddenly, a slice of bacon went flying at my face and landed in my v-neck shirt. "What the fuck mom?" I glared, horrified that she would throw a dead pig at me. "I said to be fucking nice to him!" "So you throw bacon down my shirt?!" My mother glared. "I was aiming for your smart ass mouth."

My mother's cell phone started ringing in the other room and she stood up to go get it. When she was out of the kitchen, Embry reached in my shirt and retrieved the flying bacon. He put it in his mouth and gave me a smirk.

"I told you to fuck off last night, so you come here in the morning, why?" Embry shrugged. "Felt like it." I shook my head. "No. You can't fucking do that." "Your mom likes me." "Because you made pancakes. If you would've made waffles she would've fucked you." Embry's face looked horrified and I smiled that I could make him so uncomfortable.

"We need to talk about yesterday." I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to talk about yesterday. I didn't want to talk to him at all.

"No we-," "Yes we do," he cut me off. "I'm just going to keep popping up until we do." I rolled my eyes. "You do that anyway." He laughed. "Yeah. But you're usually okay with it." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay. Maybe not okay with it. But you're usually more okay with it than you are right now."

I was about to say something, but my mother came back into the kitchen. She sat down at the table and all talking ended. We all ate in silence. My mother humming a tune to herself, happy that she had pancakes, me trying to keep my eyes on my plate, and Embry's eyes never leaving me.

After breakfast was gone, I stood up and stretched. I was about to walk out when my mom told me to do the dishes. I groaned and rolled my eyes. "It's okay. I'll do them Mrs. Oak. I don't mind," Embry offered. He was really trying to get on my good side.

My mom didn't give a shit. "No, Embry, that's okay. Tina would be happy to clean the dishes after you cooked for us. Wouldn't you?" I glared at Embry but nodded my head. My mother kissed me on the cheek and walked out of the kitchen.

Ignoring Embry, I started clearing the table and running the water for the dishes. We didn't have a dishwasher, so I had to do it by hand. "Let me help," he ordered. "NO," I glared at him. He ignored me and started scrubbing them anyway.

"Why do you do that?" I asked, frustrated, throwing a glass at his head. He caught it and that only made me madder. "Go back to Leah!" I nearly shouted.

Embry walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly against him. I tried to wiggle free but he wouldn't budge.

"What do you want me to do?" he whispered, his voice sounded like he was in pain. "I want you to let me go and leave me alone." Embry pressed his lips to mine and I turned my head quickly. "Did you think that was a fucking invitation for you to kiss me?" I asked angrily.

"Sorry." "I said, let me go!" I repeated. He shook his head. "Not until you talk to me about yesterday." "I don't have to do jack shit!"

Embry let me go and I moved to slap him. He grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "Remember what happened last time." "I hate you," I spat back. He gave me a sad smile. "I know."

Embry turned back towards the sink and started cleaning the dishes again. I sat down at the table and watched him. I couldn't leave the kitchen or my mom would throw something at me again. I wasn't in the mood for her shit.

"It didn't mean anything." I didn't say anything. I only stared at the table. "I used to like her… before… I saw you. Before I got to meet you." I rolled my eyes. He continued. "If I could take it back, I would, because it makes you so upset. But I can't." I took a deep breath.

"I… just really hate Leah. I've always hated her. And now. She's had you and it's not fair, Embry. God, she's such a whore." I cursed. He came over to the table and sat down with me, having finished all of the dishes. "The way that I felt about Leah is nothing compared to the way that I feel about you. Not even close."

I ran a hand through my hair and watched him. "Does she know that you don't like her anymore… because you like me?" I asked. He chuckled. "Yeah. She knows. What me and Leah had… was physical. It was not emotional at all. Not like you and Seth." Embry's face grew dark as he said Seth's name. I know that my crush on Seth still didn't sit well with Embry and it was funny to see how not well it sat with him.

"You actually loved him. I have to be in that little fuckers head," he added on, still angry. I smiled at him and he glared at me. "That guy call you from last night?" he asked. I shrugged. "Why? You jealous?" "Isn't that why you were doing this? To get back at me for fucking Leah? To make me jealous?" I shook my head and he laughed. "Okay. I believe you." "Really?" I asked. "No." "Fuck you."

"Look, I know you're pissed. And I can't blame you because I'd be pissed too. But, I'm so sorry. Very, very sorry." His eyes were pleading with me. I bit my lip and looked away from him. I shrugged and he took that as acceptance. He placed his hand over mine on the table and I wanted to snatch it away, but I didn't. It was so warm.

"Do you want to go to a movie or something? Or… I don't know… somewhere?" I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Like on a date?" He nodded his head and I laughed.

"Really? You really wanna go on a date?" He raised an eyebrow at me. "Why is that funny?" I laughed. "Because I hate you." Embry laughed too. "Ok. So do you want to go to the movies? I'll pay. You watch." I shrugged. "Sure. As long as you sit on the other side of the theatre." He smiled at me. "Sure." "And," I added. "I get to invite the cute Asian kid that I gave my number to last night." Embry's smile fell.

"Fuck no." I shrugged. "Worth a shot."

I walked out of the kitchen to find my mother passed out on the couch in the living room. I rolled my eyes. Fucking figured. I turned towards the front door and saw that Embry was holding it open for me. "Don't fucking do that," I told him. "Do what? Be a gentleman?" I laughed and nodded. "You're about as far from a gentleman as I am from being a lady."

"Damn," he cursed, a hint of a laugh in his voice. He slapped my ass as I walked past him and I gasped and turned towards him. "Guess I'm nothing like a gentleman then," he said, winking before he walked past me. My face was darkening, but I wasn't going to let him know that that little stunt had me flustered. I had to keep my fucking cool. Embry would never let me hear the end of it.

He walked up to the driver's side of my ugly as shit car and so did I. "Come on, Tina, give me the keys," he teased. "No. Number one, fuck you. Number two, don't ever call me Tina again. Number three, you drive like you're on Meth so I'd rather not have you kill me today. Thanks. I'll be driving." I expected more of a fight from him, but he just smiled and walked towards the passenger's seat. I smiled to myself and got in the car.

We were on our way to Port Angeles because that was the only theatre that was worth a piece of shit within 20 miles. It was weird. I think that that was the first time that Embry and I had been in a car together without the both of us trying to eat the other's soul. There was no arguing or bickering. We talked, but it was comfortable.

"What's your favorite color?" Embry asked me. I laughed. "Are you seriously asking me what my favorite color is?" I could see that he shrugged from my peripheral vision. "Yeah, I think I just did. So, what is it?" I didn't even have to think about it. "Green." "Why?" Embry asked, sounding genuinely interested. I rolled my eyes.

"Do I have to have a fucking reason for liking a color?" Embry laughed. "Yes. How do you know that you like it if you don't know why you like it?" I laughed at him. He thought about things way too much. He was a nerd in every fucking way. "Fine, smart ass. What's YOUR favorite color and why?" I could hear Embry's smile; I didn't even have to see it.

"Did you just ask me what my favorite color was?" he teased, repeating me. I rolled my eyes again. "Did I fucking stutter, Call?" He stroked his chin, mimicking someone with a beard and also someone with a brain. "My favorite color is orange." Eeewww. Orange was such an ugly color.

"Why?" I asked, without even realizing that I had asked before the word was out of my mouth. "Do I have to have a reason to-," "Just answer the question, Call," I sighed. We both laughed and we both went silent. After a few seconds, Embry answered.

"I like orange because I like the sunset and the sunrise. Back when I was a kid, my mom would wake me up super early on some Sundays. She'd take me to this place near the edge of Forks, and you could see the sun rise perfectly. It was the brightest orange I've ever seen. It just brings back really great memories. And, I like oranges. They're great."

I rolled my eyes. I was listening intently to Embry's explanation. It was beautiful. I'd never in a million years tell him that, but it really was. Whenever Embry talked about the admiration he had for his mom, it was beautiful. I hoped that someday, IF I ever had a creature crawl its way out of my vagina that it would love me half as much as Embry loved his mother.

And then Embry talks about fucking oranges. Way to ruin a mood, dickhead.

"So, I told you why. Now you tell me why." I shrugged. "Green is the color of money," I said plainly. Embry scoffed. "Is that why you like the color green? Are you that concerned with money?" he asked me. I laughed at him. "Hell yes I'm that concerned with money. I don't have much of it and I would like much more of it. I didn't judge you for liking oranges!" I reminded him. It was a lie. I judged the shit out of him for liking oranges, but at least I had the fucking decency to not verbalize it.

"Fair enough," Embry conceded. "Also," I started, "green reminds me of LaPush."

"I thought that you hated LaPush," Embry said. I shrugged. I really did. I hated LaPush. Nothing but shitty memories and a shitty life. There aren't many secrets in this town (except for the really big supernatural one) and because of it, my life has been pretty difficult. Shitty parents, shitty neighbors, shitty everything. LaPush was the most feces ridden town on the fucking planet.

"It's all I know. I've never been anywhere else. It's home. It's a crappy home. But it's home."

We were silent for a while, my eyes on the road and Embry's eyes out of the window.

"Yeah, LaPush is pretty shitty," he agreed. "I can never fucking leave," he said, anger in his voice. I glanced over at him. "What do you mean you can't leave?"

"This… curse… whatever the fuck it is, is keeping me tied here. I love my brothers and I love protecting my people, but I don't want LaPush to be my world. I want more for myself." I almost told him that the Quileutes weren't his people, technically, but I bit my tongue. I was more interested in him being bound to this shit hole.

"Then you should have more for yourself," I told him honestly. "If Sam is-," I started but Embry interrupted me. "Sam isn't. I mean, he is, but it's more my wolf than it is anything else."

According to the other wolves and their imprints and this stupid fucking legend, I was bound to Embry and Embry was bound to me. Fuck that shit. I was NOT staying in LaPush my whole life just because this son of a bitch turns into a wolf. He could suck my non-existent dick. I wanted more too.

"I'm not staying in LaPush forever. As soon as I graduate, I'm moving to Seattle. Hell, I might not even wait until I graduate. I might just move tomorrow, who knows? I'm not going to spend the rest of my life here, Call. So… if you're bound to me… and you're bound to LaPush, what are you going to do if… WHEN I get the fuck out of here?"

Embry looked at me and I looked at him, genuinely curious. I honestly didn't want Embry following me around for the rest of my life either. But, I needed to know where his loyalties lied. I was kind of hoping that he wanted to stay in LaPush and continue wolfing it out. When I left here, I didn't want the memories of my life before freedom haunting me. Embry would be the biggest reminder of LaPush that I could possibly have.

He shrugged. "I'd probably be torn apart," he laughed a humorless laugh. "But, I think I'd follow you." Half of me wanted to curse him to Hades and the other half wanted to jump for joy. Ok, not jump. It was more like clap in small delight.

"I know what it feels like to not have you around. It hurts, a lot Christina. I wouldn't be able to live like that. Not without you. So, I'll keep annoying you, and popping up at your house whenever I need to see you, and asking you "stupid" questions until I know EVERYTHING about you. It's nothing personal…. Yes, it is. It's very personal. You're not going to be able to get rid of me."

I raised an eyebrow at him. Want to bet? True enough, I hadn't been able to get rid of Embry since the moment that he imprinted on me, but I wasn't giving my 100% yet. I had only been giving 60%. If I really wanted to get rid of Embry I could.

"Really? You think that you'll always be around? What if I decided that I wanted to move to India?" I asked. He laughed. "The most difficult part would be giving up beef, but I think that I would still follow you."

"What if I wanted you to leave me alone? Genuinely leave me alone. Never talk to me again. You go your way and I go mine and we both live extremely separate lives. Then what would you do?" I asked him.

Embry looked at me, a serious expression on his face. "I don't know." I laughed at him. "You don't know? How do you not know?"

"I just don't. I don't want to think about it. So… what's your favorite fruit?" "Oranges."

Hi guys. I'm not dead! Hi-fives all around. I'm healthy and back into the real world. I hope that this chapter makes you feel good. I felt really good writing it. God, I missed these two. And I missed all of you. I cried while reading your messages and reviews and I've never felt so loved in my entire life. I don't know ANY of you, but you still gave me honest feelings and I truly appreciate it. You guys are everything to me.

Also, can I just say that I read 50 shades of Grey? I mean, I know that the author was a fanfic writer and the story started out as a fanfic, but it was almost unbearable to read. Definitely needed more werewolves. Just saying.

I should be updating Seth's Baby Doll pretty soon. It's my next project. Hahahaha. So keep an eye out for that.

I must ask you to read my other stories if you haven't gotten around to it. I would really appreciate your feedback.

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