Chapter 10

A hot hand cradles the middle section of my stomach before traveling down south. It flows under my pajama pants and undies before settling a thick finger into my flower. I smile, opening my eyes to find Paul's brown eyes starting into mine. "Good morning." I happily say rubbing my fingers through his short hair. He cut it the other day.

It makes him look so handsome. His feature are very different. He put his nose in my hair and sniff. I frown. "It stinks." My eyes widen. My hair stinks. He takes his finger out of me and get up off the bed. "You need a shower." He say walking out of his bedroom. "I took one yesterday." I say throwing the rest of the blanket off me. I get up and follow right behind him.

He goes into the bathroom and closes the door in my face. I smile. I guess you can say that we're like a couple of now. Whooshh! Ew. I move away from the bathroom door and head into the kitchen. I can't stand when a man pees so loud in the toilet. I open the fridge. Since I started spending the nights, he barely has food in his house.

I close the door. I guess we're going to have to take a trip to the general market that's on the tribe. He finally walks out from the hall and stroll over to me. He grips the back of my neck and kisses my lips passionately. When he comes off my lips, I'm in awe. "This is brand new. What brought this on?" I ask surprised. I'm not against it or anything.

"A lot." He say cornering me up against the counter. A lot? Okay. Okay. I smile, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over my body. I close my eyes accepting it. I'm centered in a white space. I swear that it feels as though my flower is throbbing. Just a slippery feeling. "What you see?" Paul ask. His voice deeper than usual. "Yo-" I quickly open my eyes.

"No!" I shout walking around him and heading down the hall. He's not going to try and get me. I go into the bedroom. He follows and closes the door. "Admit it." He tells me. "Admit what, Paul?" I ask walking around the bed. I grab my pants off the floor. "You step on these. Look at the footprint." I joke showing him my jeans. Paul has big feet. He has big arms. Even his man part is big.

He walks over grabbing his silver wrist watch off the dresser and walking over. "What's that? A special meaning?" I ask tossing the pants on the bed. Is going to gift it to me? He walks up to me and hold out the watch. I smile looking at our reflections in the glass frame. He keeps it so clean.

"What do you see?" He ask me. I heavily breathes out. I guess he's going to keep on with these issues that I can see the future. "I see us." I say. He place a hand on my lower back. I chuckle wrapping my arm around his waist. "Let me see." He holds it closer to my face. I might as well guess. "I see our relationship blooming. I see marriage. A baby. Your sexy arms all over me." I start rubbing on his arm.

He toss the watch on the dresser. I step on top of the bed and jump into his arms. "It is no such thing as a future reader or a seer. It is us. It is our choices. The choice is you and me. Nothing more and nothing less. Okay?" I ask staring into his brown eyes. "No." He say in a dead tone. No? "Okay. What do you want, Paul?" I ask climbing off him.

He didn't even wrap his arms around me. I lay my head on his shoulder. I massage his chest. Paul's bodily features are very abnormal. His body temperature is flaming hot. Hot blood is what I think of him. It has to be a genetic gene or something for the tribal people. I think it's kind of cool.

"Paul!" He seems to be in a different world. He looks at me. "What do you want?" I ask running my thumb across his bottom lip. "What you want?" He turns around and walk off. I jump on his back. "What's going on?" He's being all secretive. He grabs both my arm and leg. The next thing I know, I'm laid out on the bed in complete disbelief. He threw me.

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Me and Paul are shopping the Ateara's Market. He's pushing the shopping cart. We been in the store for at least twenty minutes. Only 13 items occupy our cart. "What you think of grilled fish?" I ask scurrying over to the frozen section. I wouldn't mind grilled fish. It's been a very long time since I ate fish. Shoot! It's probably been months.

"Potatoes." He say coming out of the bread aisle. "Seasoned potatoes. Grilled fish. Something else." I say picking up two packs. Paul can eat a horse. I grab two more. So it's four in total. "Keep you full." I say rubbing on his stomach. "$600 should be enough, right?" A woman ask walking from around the corner. Jacob is following.

I look around Paul. Oh, this looks like Paul's girlfriend. "How long have the cheating been going on?" She angrily ask walking up to Paul. I don't know what to say. I just nervously look another way and head for the steaks. "Rachel, no!" "Wh-" My hair is grabbed and I'm thrown on the floor. She hits me a couple of times in my face till Jacob pulls her off me.

I quickly get up to see that Paul ain't move one bit. "That's enough." Sam say walking up behind him with his friends following. "Mary, you okay?" Jared ask. "I'm okay, Jared." I say fixing my shirt. "You're pregnant." Sam reminds Rachel. "So is she." She angrily say looking at Paul. "I'm not pregnant." I say voice cracking. The lady hit me in my left eye.

"Yo-" I try to lunge at her but Paul pushes the shopping cart in front of me. "No more?" Sam ask him. "No more." "It shoul-" "I'mma get you." I tell Rachel. This is not over. You not going to put hands on me and think to walk away. "Mar-" "She didn't see it, Paul?" She coldly ask. I try to jump over the basket but someone wraps their arm around my waist.

"Calm down." Embry say. I won't. "I can't stay from her." Paul admits to Rachel. I smile. He can't stay from me. I blink away tears. Rachel looks at Sam. "I told you the truth." "Paul, why don't take Mary the ho-" "I am okay, Jared. I want to the truth." I proudly say, placing my hands on my hips. He admitted that he loves me. "You're a homewrecker." Jacob and Rachel say.

"Let me wreck homes then. Me and Paul will tear the roof down." I say laughing. "You all need to leave." Quil say walking up. Paul grabs the shopping cart and wheel it around me. I smile, impressed. Paul is so cool. "Thanks, Embry." I say taking his hands off me and trying again to attack Rachel but he grabs me once again. "Enough." Sam say stepping between us.

"Mary, go." Jared say. Embry lets me go. I walk around him and follow behind Paul. I'mma get her. He comes to a stop and look at me. He reaches for my face but I step back. He grabs my shirt and pull me to him. "Looks red." "You think? She hit me in my eye two times! Two!" I angrily yell holding up two fingers. He didn't do nothing.

He pushes me back and pushes the cart forward. I watch as he goes to the register. He puts the items on the counter. The cashier starts to ring the items up. Rachel walks out from the aisle next to the one where I'm standing. "$600." She angrily say. "It was more than that." He responds. Sam walks up behind me, scaring me.

"Just want you to watch." "Homewrecker. She destroyed our relationship." Rachel say. "You forget that you were the one who broke up with Paul. You seem to forget a lot of issues that you brought." Jared say. I draw the point in the sky. One for me. "I made mistakes. He made mistakes. It was not enough for him to go get a girl pregnant off $600." She say hurt.

"Rachel, it is more than that." Jacob say walking up. "What was it, Paul?" She ask Paul. The store goes silent as everybody waits on his answer. "Moving on." He tells her. I happily smile. He's moving on from his girlfriend that everybody claim is his soulmate. She storms pass him and out of the store. Jacob follow behind her. Paul looks at the cashier. He finish scanning the items and tell him the price. "I got it." I happily say walking over. I take my wallet out of my back pants pocket and pay him. He chose me.

We relocated from his house to my house where I got started on an early dinner. Paul spoke no words about Rachel. I was happy. I was in such a mode while cooking dinner and showering over the fact that he chose me. Even as I melted into his arms, I felt so much joy and warmth. I think this is what love is all about.

I soak my face in warm water once again. This is the fourth time that I have been in the bathroom in the last hour. My nerves are like cooked. "Paul!" I shout leaning up against the sink. I hear him getting off the bed and walking into the bathroom. "What you think is wrong with me?" I ask out of breath. I can't breathe. "Miscarriage." He bluntly tells me.

Miscarriage? "What are you talking about?" I ask placing my hands on my knees. I bend over feeling a thundering pain erupts in my pelvis. Oh my God! That hurts so bad. He leaves out of the bathroom. I groan, feeling a rush of fluid leaking down my leg. With blurred vision, I watch a crimson red line hit the white tile. What is that? I gag before fainting.

(Emergency Room-Forks Hospital)

I awaken in a hospital bed. An IV is taped to the back of my left hand. I look around the white painted room and turn around to see Paul seated next to my bed. "Oh God." I groan out, feeling a rush of pain soak into my stomach. Not only that but I'm starting to have cramps. Warm tears fall down my face. Paul just watches as I have an emotional breakdown.

He don't even offer comfort. It is too a point where I throw the blanket over me. "Sorry for your loss." Sam say walking into the room. Loss? I can't tell. He's not offering me comfort. The blanket is pulled off me by Paul. I try to slap him but he grabs my hand. He place it on the bed. "What do you want to do about Rachel?" Sam ask me.

"Press charges." I tell him. I am not going to allow her to walk away with this. "What you want to do?" He ask Paul. "Her decision. Her choice." "Alright. Have you told your parents, Mary?" "How?" "Call them." He say. I shake my head. I know they will be entirely upset by the new development of what have been going on in my life.

"Alright. Can I talk to you, Paul?" He ask. He gets up from the stool and leave out of the room. I think he hates me. I know he hates me. I lay down and throw the blanket over my shoulders. Before I know it, I'm sleep. I'm waken up by someone rocking my shoulders. I open my eyes to see Paul wearing different clothes. It must be a different day.

How am I supposed to know? "Ms. Jenkins." A man's voice from behind me say. I turn around. "What?" He offers his condolences. "It was my fault." "It was nobody's fau-" "Paul and his ex-girlfriend or whatever he calls it. He watch the fight and did nothing." I casually say, fixing my body. "I understand. The hospital offers plenty of emotional guidance during this emotional time."

"I'm okay. When can I go home?" I ask looking away. "After you sign your discharge papers. I would like to go over a few things about your condition." I shake my head. All I need to know is that I had a miscarriage. Nothing more and nothing less.