Chapter ~

I'm being raped.

It registered quickly, and as soon as it did the tears came. I blinked away the blurriness and started beating his chest with my hands, pulling out his hair, and screaming for him to stop. But he didn't.

"PAUL!" I screeched, He jumped slightly and finally rolled off of me. He looked at me in confusion until realization hit him. But by this time, I was already on the other side of the room.

"Gabby, oh my God, Gabby, I'm sorry I was sl-"

"Stay away from me!" I yelled at him, fumbling around on the door behind me and searching for the handle.

"No, Gabby, it's not like that!" He demanded, getting up and coming closer.

I ignored him, still searching for the door knob.

"Gabs, I would never hurt you! I can't! I-"

"Is it one of the imprinting rules?" I questioned uneasily, pausing in my search for the door knob.

Maybe I had misunderstood. Maybe Paul thought I wanted him to kiss me. Maybe he thought me screaming his name and pulling his hair was a good thing.

Besides, Paul didn't like me, right? Why would he, how could he? God, I probably looked like an idiot, standing here, scrambling to get away from a guy who didn't even like me in that way.

God I hoped that was what it all was. After all, if it was a rule of imprinting that he couldn't hurt me, then it had to be true.

Right?

"Yeah, yeah. It's an imprinting rule. Yeah. I can never hurt you. I promise." He said quickly, pulling me into a tight hug. Against my better judgment, I didn't resist.

"Okay." I mumbled quietly.

Great. Another thing to add to the list of things I need to forgive and forget.

"Uh, I have to go." I stated bluntly.

"What? No, I said I was sorry! You can't go-"

"My brothers probably worried about me. I need to get home…" I trailed off, looking around nervously.

"Oh, right. I'll, uh, drive you."

"No, no." I assured quickly. "I'd rather walk….alone." With that I opened the door and stepped out into the cold.

I started walking away swiftly, before Paul could come running after me and tell me it was a rule of imprinting that he had to be with me at all times.

To be honest, I was still a little unsure about the whole imprinting thing. I mean, all I was told, was that imprinting was when a wolf found someone who was just like him. And since I was the one who was just like him, we had to be friends. Oh yeah, and he could never hurt me.

I took in a deep breathe, I was oddly used to the dampened air, but today it felt thicker then usual.

"Hey squirt. Didn't expect to find you out here this early." Embry commented, walking up next to me.

"I was at Paul's."

"You were at…Paul's house?" He questioned, giving e a quick once over.

I knew what he was thinking. My hair was a mess, my eyes were still droopy, and my clothes were all wrinkled. It was awkward in the sense that he actually thought I would do something like sleep with Paul. Ew.

"Yeah….He told me about imprinting."

"He did?" Embry sounded a little shocked.

"Yup." I popped on the P.

"So he told you about imprinting…just to get you to sleep with him?" Embry was shaking now. Violently.

"No, I didn't slee-" But I was cut off by the force of Embry phasing. I glared up at his giant, wolfy form from where I was knocked onto my butt on the ground.

These wolves really needed to stop exploding around me.