Chapter 33

Amaya had gone to the local clothing store in La Push to get some clothes for Kyrine, knowing her sister didn't want to sleep in her wedding dress for the rest of her life. Paul had paid for everything without blinking, putting it on his credit card and waved Amaya off when she tried paying him back for it. He felt this was the least he could do for Kyrine because he couldn't take her out of La Push due to the vow he made with the pack. A pack brother always came first and that's also why Sam hadn't paid Jacob a visit to reprimand him for what he did to Kyrine.

All the pack was on Jacob's side because of two reasons: Kyrine was a human girl that Jacob was protecting from bloodsuckers and she was Jacob's imprint.

While they were on their way to Jacob's, Amaya received a phone call from a distraught Esme, having put her cell number down as one of Kyrine's emergency contacts at the hospital. "I'm so sorry to do this to you, Amaya, but my husband is really concerned about Kyrine's condition." Esme stated, knowing Carlisle would be very upset with her if he found out she'd stolen Amaya's number from Kyrine's chart. "If he could just examine her once…"

Amaya sighed with a heavy heart and frowned. "I wish there was something I could do, Esme, I really do…" She ignored the glare Paul shot over at her, holding her finger up in a one second gesture. "As far as I know, the LVAD is still working for her. Paul and I are actually on our way to see her right now."

Paul wondered what the hell was going on and why his imprint was talking to the Cullen's, eyes narrowed. "Amaya, hang up." He ordered quietly, growling when she ignored him completely.

"If you could find out what her condition is, I'd be eternally grateful to you." Esme said, looking up when both Alice and Jasper flew through the window. "I have to go, thanks again." She hung up and looked at her children, both of them having looks on their faces that clearly said Emmett was nowhere to be found.

Blinking, Amaya pulled the phone away from her ear and closed it, rolling her eyes when Paul began berating her for talking to the bloodsuckers. "Number one: Don't call them that because they don't drink human blood. They drink animal blood, animals that are overpopulated in this part of the country, mostly deer. Number two: You have a tail grow out of your ass and a temper that needs to be checked before I end up going back to Forks and taking matters into my own damn hands." Just because Jacob had imprinted on her sister, didn't give him the right to hold her captive and Amaya would break her promise if Paul pissed her off enough. "And don't you dare try telling me who I can and can't talk to. I'll talk to and hang out with whoever the hell I want, when I want and for however long I want. I may be your imprint, but you don't own me, Paul. You don't decide what I can and can't do. The same goes for Jacob because Kyrine and I don't take kindly to being told what to do, if you haven't noticed. Number three: Keep your damn mouth shut unless you have something intelligent to say and I would start with an apology."

Paul could only open and close his mouth several times before grumbling incoherently under his breath, his hands wrapped around the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white.

"Oh and number four: That was Esme on the phone wondering how my sister's heart condition is since Jacob refuses to let Dr. Cullen come to examine her." Amaya added for extra affront, snorting when Paul didn't say a single word to that because he knew he didn't have a shot in hell winning this argument.

There were a few times since the treaty had been made that Carlisle was allowed on the reservation, simply because he knew how to treat both human and supernatural injuries. The wolves weren't completely invincible and Jacob had learned the hard way when he'd nearly been crushed to death during a fight with some Newborn vampires. They were basically freshly made vampires and anytime a human was transformed, they were actually at their strongest and therefore so were their bloodlust.

That's why Kyrine wouldn't have been able to see Amaya or any of the family for awhile after Emmett changed her. She would not only be a danger to herself as well as all the humans in the world, but Kyrine would have to be trained how to control her bloodlust and strength, which would deteriorate and mold to her body in time. This had all been explained to Kyrine prior to the wedding and she still wanted to do it because it meant she would still be living instead of buried six feet under and would be with Emmett for eternity.

"What do you want me to do, May?" Paul wasn't going to apologize for being protective of his imprint, but he also knew the situation she was in was very difficult. The Cullen's were harmless, Paul would have to get used to her talking to them because he knew she became close friends with the family. "Tell me what to do and I'll do it…within reason."

Amaya didn't cry often, but she couldn't help letting a few tears slip down her cheeks silently. "I don't know." She whispered, immediately wiping the tears away. "Carlisle just wants to know how she's doing because he's legitimately worried about her. She is his patient and was supposed to be his daughter-in-law, so he's gotten close to her. They all really love her and it has nothing to do with Emmett. It's about making sure Kyrine wakes up to live another day and about keeping her heart beating until he can find a donor. Jacob is being stubborn though and not letting Carlisle on the rez to see her."

"Do you want me to talk to him?" Paul's heart completely shattered when he heard his imprint crying, having never felt a pain quite like this in his life and knew it was the imprinting. "Don't cry May, please don't cry." He pulled her against him as far as he could go without her having to unbuckle her seatbelt, frowning. "Just tell me what you want me to do. Short of actually taking Kyrine out of La Push, I'll do anything to try to help."

Looking up at him, Amaya knew he was telling her the truth and suddenly had an idea. "Anything?" When Paul nodded, Amaya knew she had him right where she wanted, taking a deep breath to calm down. "Would you be willing to go to the Cullen's to give Carlisle a report on how Kyrine is doing?"

Paul let out a groan and knew he couldn't deny those tear-filled violet eyes anything, nodding reluctantly.

For the next several days, Kyrine sat in the bedroom, rewinding the conversation she'd overheard between Jacob and Amaya in her head.

She wasn't upset that Amaya told Jacob about the dreams, even though she should've been the one to tell him. Kyrine was more upset with what Amaya said regarding her being in denial about how she really felt for Jacob, trying to give him some kind of hope. She loved Emmett and wanted to be with him, imprinting wasn't going to change that fact. Sooner or later, Jacob would come to his senses and release her unless her heart gave out on her first, either way she would be seeing Emmett again.

Just because the Cullen's couldn't break the treaty Amaya told her about didn't mean Kyrine couldn't because it didn't apply to her.

Kyrine did believe about the imprinting because she could already feel a pull toward Jacob, including the dreams and fought it every step of the way. She didn't know anything about Jacob, how could she be in love with a complete stranger and her sister's ex-boyfriend? How could she let something like imprinting decide who was she was supposed to be with? This was her life, no matter how little time she had left of it, and Kyrine wasn't going to let imprinting interfere with how she felt for Emmett or change her mind.

The more Kyrine thought about Emmett, the more her heart broke because he was out there somewhere, she was sure of it. He was completely helpless though because of the treaty, which would stir up a war between the Cullen's and wolves if it was broken. Kyrine didn't want Emmett to break the treaty because of her and knew he wouldn't because Carlisle wouldn't allow it. When Carlisle had to be, he was strict with his family, especially when it came to the survival of their kind.

Keeping her strength up was another thing Kyrine had to do because it would keep her heart pumping. That was the only reason why she ate anything Jacob brought her and even let her roam around the property to get some fresh air. She didn't say one word to him though and kept staring down at her hand that once held the beautiful ring Emmett gave her. She'd given it to Emmett prior to their wedding ceremony so he could use it to slip on her finger again, wanting her engagement ring to also be her wedding ring.

Now it was gone.

If Kyrine didn't have a heart condition, she would've tried making a run for it away from the Black house the first chance she got. If she could just get into Forks territory, she'd be back in Emmett's arms and everything would be right with the world again. That's all she wanted was to be back in Emmett's arms again and with the Cullen's, where she knew she was safe. Not to mention Carlisle was her heart doctor and no doubt he was going out of his mind with worry over what Kyrine's condition was.

So far, the LVAD was working, but Kyrine knew it was only a matter of time before it didn't anymore.

Kyrine broke out of her deep thoughts when a car pulled up in front of the Black house, sitting on the porch with Jacob close-by. He was giving her the space she needed instead of being forceful with her like he had when she first woke up in his bedroom. A kind woman named Emily had brought over a few things for her to wear so she wouldn't have to be stuck in her wedding dress and Kyrine was thankful for it. So currently, she had a pair of faded blue jeans on with a long sleeved black shirt, refusing to be her normal colorful self since her world was in shambles right now.

"Paul and Amaya." Jacob announced, knowing Paul's truck anywhere and watched as Kyrine nodded before heading off the porch to greet them.

Her feet were encased in a pair of knee high black snow boots that were a little big on her, but Emily wanted her feet to stay warm. It hadn't snowed that much, but there was enough to cover the ground in a thin layer and everyone knew winter was just around the corner. When Amaya slipped out of the truck holding three huge full bags, Kyrine knew her sister had gone shopping and it was all for her.

"What are you doing without a coat on?" Amaya demanded, after hugging her sister and frowned at the blue tint of Kyrine's lips. "You shouldn't even be out here. Has Jacob lost his mind?"

"I asked to come out for some air." Kyrine murmured, not even realizing her lips had changed from their usual pink to the ugly blue tint. "And it's not that cold out here, Maya."

"I don't care. Your lips are blue again, that's not good, Kyrie." Amaya was here now and would make sure her sister was well taken care of, having grabbed a few things for herself. "Paul, take these in the house." She ordered, wrapping an arm around Kyrine's shoulders and could feel how cold her sister was, worrying her even more. "Come on, I'm gonna get you inside to warm up and then make you something to eat." She shot Jacob a glare on her way up the stairs, clearly telling him that what he was doing to Kyrine wasn't helping her condition.

Jacob sighed heavily and just helped Paul lug the bags inside, having also noticed the blue tint of her lips. "What did I do now?" He couldn't help demanding once they were all inside, closing the door behind them. "I've been feeding her and making sure she's getting plenty of rest."

"It's not his fault…"Kyrine didn't look at her sister, tears stinging her eyes and felt the warmth of the house engulf her. "I know what I'm supposed to do and I'm not doing it."

"Why not?" Amaya wasn't happy in the slightest and folded her arms in front of her chest, having gone into the kitchen to start some hot tea for everyone. "I know you're not happy here, but you have to take care of yourself, Kyrie. You'll end up dying if you don't."

Kyrine didn't say anything, feeling her own anger rising and closed her eyes when Amaya continued berating her for being foolish. "Just STOP IT, AMAYA!" She suddenly exploded, standing up from the couch with fire-ridden midnight blue eyes, scowling. "You think this is easy for me? Being kept here against my will instead of with Emmett? YOU HAVE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, I DON'T! SO DON'T STAND THERE LECTURING ME ABOUT HOW I'M COPING WITH THE LOSS OF MY FREEDOM! THIS ASSHOLE WON'T EVEN LET MOM AND DAD COME TO SEE ME BECAUSE HE THINKS THEY'LL BRING THE POLICE, WHICH THEY RIGHTFULLY SHOULD, TO COME TAKE ME BACK TO FORKS! YOU WON'T EVEN HELP ME ESCAPE BECAUSE YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH PAUL AND HAVE COMPLETELY CHANGED SIDES! I AM YOUR FLESH AND BLOOD AND YOU'RE TAKING A MAN'S SIDE OVER MINE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I WISH I WAS DEAD ALREADY SO I WOULD BE ABLE TO MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS? I DON'T WANT TO LIVE IF I CAN'T HAVE EMMETT! I DON'T LOVE JACOB, I NEVER DID AND I NEVER WILL, NO MATTER IF HE IMPRINTED ON ME AND IF I'M STILL DREAMING ABOUT HIM! THEY ARE JUST DREAMS, THEY DON'T MEAN ANYTHING TO ME BECAUSE THEY'RE NOT THE REAL THING! I DON'T KNOW THIS MAN AND HE KIDNAPPED ME ON MY WEDDING DAY, RUINING THE BIGGEST AND MOST IMPORTANT DAY OF MY LIFE! SO HE CAN GO TO HELL ALONG WITH THE REST OF YOU!"

Amaya was shocked at the outburst from Kyrine, not remembering her sister ever losing her temper quite like this. Everything Kyrine said was what she felt and Amaya didn't know what she could say to make her sister feel better about the situation. It wasn't just about Emmett, even though he was a big part of it, but her freedom had been stolen from her. All Kyrine really wanted to do was go back to Forks and she couldn't, Amaya felt so guilty that she couldn't even look at anyone in the room because she had chosen Paul over her sister.

"Kyrie…"

"No, don't you dare say anything to me, Maya. I trusted you and so did Emmett, only it turns out that because you're Paul's imprint, you suddenly have to be on the pack's side. I overheard everything you and Jacob talked about when you came to see him those few nights ago, every single word, and I felt so betrayed that you would go behind my back to give my kidnapper hope that I would eventually break out of my 'denial' and be with him. That's NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN. Do you understand me?" Her cold blue eyes suddenly turned to Jacob, gritting her teeth angrily. "I will NEVER love you. I don't care what this imprinting does to you and if it kills you on the inside! You deserve it after what you've done to me. I'm fighting it with every fiber of my being because I know sooner or later my heart will give out and then maybe Emmett can somehow save me and change me…"

"THAT'S never going to happen, Kyrine." Jacob growled, not appreciating the hurtful things she was saying to him and couldn't believe this was the woman the Quileute gods chose for him, snarling. "Believe me, I wish I hadn't imprinted on you because you're nothing but a cold selfish bitch!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Paul snapped, shoving Jacob so hard, he ended up going right through the coffee table, glaring down at his pack brother angrily. "You did this to yourself and you have nobody to blame, Jake. Everything she said to you is the truth and you need to either face it or deal with it. You chose to ruin her life and made her sicker than she already was, now it's YOUR responsibility to fix it. Don't you DARE stand there calling her names when you're the one who couldn't let your balls drop long enough to tell anyone, including her, about the imprinting. This is YOUR damn fault!"

Jacob didn't say anything and simply lay there, knowing Paul would rip him to shreds if he so much as tried to get up, ignoring the incredulous look that Amaya shot both of them. "You shouldn't have overheard our conversation, Kyrine…" He grunted, watching as Paul slowly moved his dark eyes to settle on his imprint, who looked ready to burst into flames because of how red her cheeks were.

"So that's where you went with my truck?" Paul demanded, walking away from Jacob to stand in front of Amaya, lifting her chin until their eyes met. "You could've just told me you wanted to talk to Jacob by yourself. You didn't have to sex me up."

"Sexing you up is fun though." Amaya murmured with a smile, though the hurt and heartbreak flooded her violet eyes because of what her sister said to her. "I didn't know if you would let me come here and I had to talk to him alone, to find out what his true intentions are…"

"I hate to break up this love fest you two are in," Kyrine spat spitefully, pausing to let them both turn to face her. "But I'm glad I did overhear the conversation between you and Jake because now I know whose side you're really on, Amaya. I love you and will always love you, but right now I'm so disgusted with everything I've heard and everything that's happened that I can't look at you. How you can tell Jacob to keep at it and not give up…That just makes me fully believe that you were never behind my relationship with Emmett. I know he's a vampire and I don't care about that because he's the most loving wonderful man I've ever met in my life. I will never love any man as much as I love him, even after I do die."

"Kyrie, you're not going to die…" Amaya broke away from Paul, tears filling her eyes. "Please don't hate me for this, but I truly believe that you belong with Jake now…"

Tears streamed down her face as Kyrine stared at her sister in disbelief, shaking her head sadly. "No I don't. Even if Emmett wasn't in the picture and in my heart, I STILL wouldn't want to be with someone who stole my freedom and ruined my life." She sniffled, placing a hand over her chest and could feel the LVAD working overtime because of how worked up she was. "I'm going to lie down and you need to leave me alone, Amaya. You've done enough damage."

The bedroom door slamming shut signaled that the visit had officially ended and Paul had to carry a sobbing Amaya out of the house, leaving a helpless Jacob alone with a pissed off dying Kyrine.