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Chapter Five

Three Months Later.

I didn't want there sympathy, I just wanted to be left alone, I didn't want to be constantly reminded of everything that had happened, it already hurt enough thinking about it to myself. They didn't understand it, how empty I felt, how torn I was at not being able to see her. All they tried to do was cheer me up and I didn't want that I wanted to suffer I wanted every ounce of pain, just so I would still know that I was alive, because without it I was lost.

I couldn't forget it how could I….. Sam and Emily had set out to tell Claire's parents when they came about me, but they didn't get the chance. Brian, Claire's father's father had died and they needed to go to London for the funeral. Sam and Emily had both felt that now was not the time to tell them, and I had reluctantly accepted that. The thought of Claire going to London scared me, it was so far and I couldn't be there for her that it had killed me to have her so far away.

Sam and Emily had then decided to tell Brian and Emily's sister Jane, about Claire and I a few weeks afterwards, they hadn't wanted to upset them more than they already were in particular Brian. So I waited with what little patience that I could muster and settled for running to Claire's house and keeping watch at night. This went on everyday until Sam and Emily finally got to speak to Brian and Jane. Once they spoke to them that all ended.

I had seen it all in Sam's mind despite his attempts to block it from me; they hadn't thought it appropriate for me to be there when they were telling them. But I waited outside impatient again for the outcome, standing in the rain for what seemed like hours. Then the yelling began, I could hear them calling Sam a freak and felt my stomach drop, this wasn't going to go in my favour. I could hear them shouting something about how Sam could have killed her and realised that they were talking about Emily and what Sam had done to her face. I groaned inwardly at this and felt like running in there and shouting at them telling them to have some sense Sam could control himself now, but before I could get the chance the door burst open. The yelling continued "JUST KEEP AWAY FROM US AND TELL THAT OTHER FREAK TO STAY AWAY FROM CLAIRE" Brian roared back at Sam and Emily. I stood into the light and at first they didn't seem to notice me. However Sam did and wore a torturous expression on his face "Quill" he muttered.

Brian heard this and saw where Sam was looking and almost launched himself off of the porch to get to him. Brian was a tall man , almost as tall as me and had more noticeable muscle mass than I had but I knew that he didn't have nearly as much strength as I had himself. "YOU" he bellowed coming up to me and grabbing me by the front of my shirt, I braced myself for a fight. "STAY AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER YOU FREAK!….IF I EVER SEE YOU NEAR HER AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD….". Brian trailed off and I just stared at him dumbfounded unable to say a word in my defence. I was horrified and utterly distraught at the outcome and couldn't find the words to verbalise this so instead I just stared at him. This seemed to enrage him more and he pushed me with his full force. Out of habit as opposed to him actually being able to move me I staggered backwards and everything went numb as I watched Brian and Jane get in there car and scream away.

Sam was yelling after them and Emily was crying in what seemed to be a mixture of anger and when she turned to me pain. Then Sam looked at me and he pity on his face made my blood run cold. I realised that there was something that they weren't telling me, something important. Sam began "Quill…I am so sorry…..they wouldn't…." Sam's voice broke and Emily had to continue for him. "Quill….they came here to tell us news of there own too…..its about Brian's mother….Quill" Emily looked around uncertainly. "what is it?" I asked my voice sounding hoarse. "I'm so sorry Quill….Brian's mother needs them….she's in a wheelchair and Brian's father was her carer….." Emily trailed off again. I struggled with this for a minute or two, what had Brian's mother coming to live with them have to do between Claire and I?….. That's when it hit me…Brian's mother lived in London…; " Where are they going to live?" I asked quickly. Sam looked at me with a torturous expression and before either of them could answer I roared louder than I had ever roared in my entire life. I thought that my heart was going to split in two they were taking her to London away from me…..they were taking half of me with them; I could almost feel my heart tear in half. I wanted to run to her now but I realised that I didn't know where she was, I couldn't just go charging after her what would I do when I got there. "Quill.." Sam said softly, my head snapped up, "they didn't bring them back….their in London with their Grandmother and their aunt." Sam said seeming to sense my desire to run for her, and then I just gave up and fell to my knees, if my heart wasn't in pieces before then it was now. I started to sob and what could only be described as howl in pain, rocking back on forth on the lawn.

Sam came towards me his arm outstretched slightly as if to comfort me and I hit it away shouting something unintelligible at him. He stood back and ran his hand over his hair, looking as though he would cry out too not knowing what to do. Emily walked towards me Sam tried to stop her but she gently pushed his hand away and walked to me and reached out her arms. Before I knew what I was doing I was in her arms and she was hugging me tightly. I sobbed into her shoulder and I didn't care who saw me or how weak I looked. I could hear voices approaching and recognised them as Embry, Jared and Jacob.

They all stopped when they saw us, and looked to each one of us confusion and worry etched across their faces. "What's going…" Embry began, but before he could finish I had wrenched myself from Emily's grip and ran as fast as I possibly could away from them…away from everyone, away from the pack, away from my friends, away from my family.