Second Chances

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A/N: Enjoy.

Fear

I laid in the hospital bed, trying to regain the strength to open my eyes and face the cruel reality. I remembered everything that happened: Jacob twirling me in his arms, losing my footing, the screaming, the air blowing in my face as I fell down the cliff, Embry's terrified face and Paul's strong voice yelling at me to be careful.

I didn't blame any of them for what happened to me. It was no one's fault! I was content that at least, I was alive and could see Embry Call once again. I just prayed and hoped that I wasn't disfigured. I would not be able to survive if I was broken and needed assistance to live.

I felt the heat of my tears, as they fell down my face. I was scared to assess the reality, fearing that it was something that I would not be able to control.

The intense fluorescent lights made my eyes hurt, but I managed to open them. Little by little, my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. I heard the soft beeping sounds of the monitors, the rain falling softly against the window pane and the soft breathing of someone.

I tried to seat up, but the pain that surged throughout my body was too intense. I sobbed, but managed to turn on my side to see the person that sat by my bed.

"Embry?" I asked confused, as my eyes adjusted properly to the light in the room. "Is that… that… you, Em?" I whispered, holding my left side in pain.

The figured stood up from its seat and walked to where I was. "Sweetheart," he said softly. I felt my heart sink, when I noticed that it wasn't Embry.

Why was he here? Why didn't he just leave and instead of him, Embry would come? Why must he be here? I didn't want to see or hear him!

"Why are you here, Thomas?" I whispered, turning my face away from him and shutting my eyes. I didn't want to see him! Embry was the only person that I needed to see.

I wanted Embry!

"I was worried about you. I also wanted to talk to you!" he said. "I missed you, sweetheart."

"Get… out, please." I cried tiredly, holding my aching heart.

Where are you Embry? Come to me, please!

"Let me speak, Love." Tom said, walking to the foot of the bed. "We have so much to say, Madison Love."

"I don't have anything left to say to you, Tom." I snapped, turning to face him and giving him a somber look. "The moment you told my father that I was easy, you lost all privileges to call me Love. I no longer need you."

"I wanted to say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you! I made the worst mistake of my life. Please, forgive me." he mumbled, placing his cold hand on my forearm and I went rigid. I didn't want to feel anyone's touch, except Embry's.

"Sweetheart, look at me. Please, listen to me! I'm so very sorry that I caused you so much pain." he said sadly, caressing my hand.

"I've tried to make it up to you. I've called you, sent e-mails and I can't get a hold of you! You changed your phone number and you don't want to have nothing to do with me." he mumbled, leaning his face to mine.

"I thought that I would die when Micah Adrian told me that you fell down a cliff." he muttered, caressing my bandaged forehead. He kissed my forehead and I felt like I was betraying my Embry.

"I don't care!" I managed to croak. "I don't want to see you, please, leave!" I said, shrugging his hand off my arm and turning my head away from him.

"I forgive you, because I know you were scared when my father caught us fucking. I understand that, but I will never forgive you for telling our friends that I was easy and that I fucked any guy that I came across! Why did you've to be such a dick and act so stupid? You know me better than that! You were the only guy I was ever intimate with, back in Chicago. I never cheated or betrayed your trust. But you did, on the first fucking opportunity that you came across, you fucking betrayed me. You're weak and a coward." I cried, not because of the pain he'd caused me, but for the strain I was putting on my body.

"I know I was a coward! I'll admit it! I am everything you've said and more, but I'm a man in love. All I want is that you forgive me and take me back, please." he implored, getting on his knees beside the bed.

"Just leave, I don't need you anymore. I won't take you back. I am no longer in love with you! I managed to heal my broken heart with the help of my new friends." I shouted angrily.

"I finally found true friends… friends… that will actually dive off a cliff, without caring for their safety to save me! I have found friends that actually give a fuck about me. They like me, for being myself! I'm even quitting smoking, because they care about my health! I found a friend that accepts me for me. He doesn't control me, but embraces my individuality. He doesn't insult me or calls me names when he doesn't get his way! He is a better man than you! Shit, he is the best! You can't hold a candle next to him!"

Tom swiftly stood to his feet and menacingly placed his hand over my neck. "Don't fucking say that!" he hissed, a sadistic smile on his lips. His blue eyes were staring down at me viciously. "I am better than those mother fucking-"

"Shut up! You have no fucking right to insult my friends." I said furiously, trying to pry his hand away from my neck. He tightened his grip and I felt restricted of air. "You're fucking crazy!" I gasped.

"I have all the fucking right in the world. You are mine and things will go back to the way they used to be. You'll tell your father that you want to return to Chicago. Cry, implore and even beg if you have to, but you'll have him move you back home. You'll do as I say or I'll kill you!" he whispered against my ear. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I've never felt so powerless to defend myself.

Why weren't there any nurses or medical staff, hearing our arguing? Was I in a secluded room? Embry, help me! Someone, help me, please!

"You don't own me or control me anymore!" I said with determination, as I scratched his pale skin. I felt his flesh collecting under my nails. "Go, leave, forget about me! No one owns me!"

Thomas used his free hand to squeeze my hand that had the IV. He laughed as he saw me squirm in pain.

"I don't think you're in the right state or condition to decide for me." he chuckled evilly. "You're still mine! Why do you fight me?" he laughed cruelly.

"See," he paused, running his tongue along my face. "I think you have a new fuck buddy. I think you like that tall fucking asshole, that punched me in the eye. Or are you fucking all three of them?" he asked spiteful.

Embry? Three of them? Did Embry cause all those bruises on his face? Does he mean Jacob, Embry and Quil? I hope it was them!

"Let go of me!" I bellowed, but he covered my mouth with his hand. I bit his finger, but he slapped my already aching face.

"He should've killed you!" I said, as he removed his hold from my neck and my other hand.

The skin around my IV was throbbing and aching. I felt so defenseless and exposed; Tom was taking too much pleasure in hurting me. I never hurt him! For the second time in my life, I began to see his true self. He was evil, wicked and malicious. His smile was the smile of the Devil himself.

"Isn't Madison Love going to answer?" he said in a mocking tone. "Are you fucking the those three guys or the entire reservation? I heard that girls like you go for that sort of thing." he derided, placing his hand on my shoulder and shoved me against the bed.

"I rather fuck the entire reservation, than be with you! You're a vile mother fucker… get out! Leave me alone!" I whimpered, as the pain coursed throughout my entire body.

Thomas brutishly brought his lips to mine, holding my shoulder tightly, as he dug his fingers in my skin to hold me in place. I tried to break away from him, but he kept me restrained against the bed. His hand began to roam down my gown, until they reached my breast. He squeezed my right breast against his palm and bit down on my lip. I flinched in pain.

Why was he doing this?

I was afraid; no one had ever forced themselves on me. I was terrified and feared that he would take advantage of my condition. I was weak and could barely move because of the pain.

His tongue ferociously prodded in my mouth and I bit it hard. I felt the taste of iron and metal pool inside my mouth. Tears of anger, frustration, hurt and anguish began to fall down my face as I fought to push him away. I spit the blood out and cried.

"Back off, if you don't want me to give you another black eye." I muttered angrily, pushing his face away from me, wiping the blood off my lips with disgust. "Is that how you force yourself on people? I told you to get the fuck out of my room! I don't want to see you! Crawl back to the hell-hole you came from! I don't EVER want to see you!" I bellowed, spitting on the floor.

"Mother fucker!" I heard a deep husky voice growl and Thomas was suddenly flying against the wall. There was a loud thud, followed by Tom whining in pain.

"You take your filthy hands off her. What a fucking coward you are! You're such an asshole, taking advantage of Madie, because she is weak!" Embry shouted, walking towards Thomas. "What a fucking dick!" Embry laughed cynically.

He was so tall, beautiful and he looked so mad. My heart felt relieved to have my Embry standing before me. He was mine and there was no one that could take him away from me. I knew that if he continued to treat me as a princess, I would fall head-over-heels in love with him.

Embry walked to where Tom was on the floor, he grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up. I could see the fear in Tom's eyes; his feet were dangling in the air, as Embry held him effortlessly. Embry was nonchalant; he didn't look fazed or tired, from lifting a man that weighed a hundred and seventy-five pounds.

Once again, I questioned myself; what was Embry? Was he human or something that I had no right to know?

"Why the fuck is your eye already healed?" Thomas asked scared. "I know I punched you in the face and it was bruised. Micah broke your nose, too. What the fuck are you?" he asked, staring attentively at Embry.

"Madison Love, this guy had a fucking bruised eye and his nose was broken. He was bleeding profusely. I swear to you, I saw him!" Tom said desperately, staring at me.

I knew exactly what he was talking about. It reminded me of the time; I left love-marks on his skin. And ten or fifteen minutes after, they were gone.

"What the fuck am I?" Embry asked mockingly. "I'm furious!" he said.

Thomas pleaded with him, but Embry didn't care, he just threw Thomas against the wall and walked up to him and began pounding at his face.

"Embry Call!" I yelled, afraid of my Embry...

I ripped the IV from my hand, I didn't care about the blood that was oozing and falling on my gown. I only cared about Embry. I only feared that he would get in trouble. I didn't want to cause him so many problems. I gathered all my strength to stand up from the bed.

Every step that I took brought fresh tears of pain down my face. I managed to walk across the room and touched Embry's warm shoulder and felt him relax. He put down his fist and let go of Thomas' unconscious body. Embry got to his feet, and stood up straight. I never noticed how tall he was, I watched as he clenched his hands and walked out of the room.

"Em, come back! Baby, come back!" I whispered, trudging to the door. "Embry Alexis Call, come back!" I yelled, but only the nursing staff came rushing in to the room.

I began to feel dizzy and unsteady. I reached up my arm to hold on to the door frame, but I felt the world darkening around me.