Well heres the four chapter hope you like it.

Discalimer: Becky and Sasha are all i own. The rest belongs to Stenphenie Meyer.

Becky's POV:

I sat in my art class whilst everyone was packing their things up, but I just sat and stared out the window. It had been two weeks since the date and it was all I could think about. Everyone around me was moving forward, picking up their things and continuing with their day, either to go to their next class or to go back home, but I couldn't move. It was like I was frozen in place and all I could feel was pain.

Did I make the biggest mistake of my life? It certainly felt that way . Ever since that night I'd turned in to a robot. Only moving when I needed to get things done and only speaking when spoken, but otherwise completely still and emotionless. I hadn't cried once since the date which normally would be weird but now was just apart of my robotic persona.

Sasha tried to cheer me up, tried to take me out and have fun, and I love her for trying but nothing would help numb the pain. And it was all so stupid because he wasn't the one that dumped me I dumped him so I brought all this hurt on to myself.

I could sense Sasha in the room staring at me but like I said I would only speak when spoken to so I just would wait for her to say something.

"Pack up your stuff, class is over we are going home." I didn't respond to what she said nor did I make an attempt to pick up my stuff.

"Ugh fine ill do it for you." She picked up my chalk and pencils and the drawing that I had made during class and put them in my folder. She put the folder on my lap and stood in front of me, blocking the window.

"Rebecca I can't do this anymore! You've been this way for two weeks, two weeks! Its killing me. You don't eat, you don't talk and now you don't even fricking move! I've tried to be a good friend and help you through this, but there's nothing to help with because you did this to yourself. You know Bonnie from my class her boyfriend died last year in Iraq, they were meant to get married and he died! She didn't leave him, she loved him and she wanted more than anything to be with him and now he's gone. And she doesn't mope around she puts a smile on her face and comes to class everyday with the most inspired art work and on weekends she goes out with her friends and dances and laughs and has a good time. But you have this perfect guy who is completely crazy about you and you leave him because he accepts you ? What exactly is the problem in that? Nothing at all ! But you cant seem to see that because everytime something good happens to you you find a way to ruin it. Snap out of it Rebecca just fucking snap out of it !"

And for the first time in two weeks I cried. I cried and cried and then cried some more while Sasha held me.

"I'm sorry." was all I could blubber out.

"It's ok, just call him Becks. He's a nice guy I'm sure he'll understand."

"I.. cant"

"Oh my god, your impossible. Look here are my keys drive yourself home. I'm going to walk."

She dropped the keys on my lap, stood up and left the room.

Seth's POV:

I'd spent the first week like a complete couch potato watching reruns of 80s sitcoms. Since I was such a screw up I was gonna act like a screw up and I did, till Emily came over and straightened me up. She pulled me out of bed every morning and forced me to help her around the house and at her gallery. It was a small place but she had a good eye so the place did well.

I proud of myself, I was doing pretty well. I didn't cry or anything I just helped Emily and she helped me. Till one day it all went south. I was playing with Mia and Lani keeping them entertained while Emily cooked dinner when Lani looked at me and said "I don't like you, your not fun! I want Brady!" and that's when I cried. I cried like a baby in front of two year old girls who just watched me in shock. Yes, I had hit rock bottom.

After all my crying was done Emily asked me if I would help at the gallery the next day, she could use an extra pair of hands and I could use the company. It wasn't like I had anything better to do so I agreed.

"So what can I help you with ?" I said in the most cheerful voice that I could fake.

"Well I'm looking for fresh new artists so we are gonna head down to the local art school and see what we can buy from the students there." As soon as she said local art school I froze.

"A-a-art school ? You know that's where Becky goes"

"Oh, is it ?" She was playing dump. She knew that's where she went then why was she doing this to me.

"Are you crazy I can't go there. What if I see her ? Or what if she sees me ? Should I talk to her, Should I smile or wave or something. I wouldn't know what to do. No I can't go. What if she thinks I'm stalking her!"

"Oh my god you sound like an insecure 15 year old girl. Just man up I need your help. Please come with me. I cant carry twenty painting by myself. Please." Her damn puppy dog eyes got to me.

"Fine i'll go with you."

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"Ok wait out here I'm gonna go inside and see if I like anything if I do ill come out and get you." before I could respond she was walking up the stairs and in to the building.

"Seth?" the voice was familiar but it wasn't Becky.

"Sasha, hey."

"What are you doing here ?"

"I'm just waiting for a friend, she owns a gallery, she's here to buy paintings."

"Oh I thought you were here for Becky."

"No, I don't think she would like that." when I said that she rolled her eyes and walked down the stairs and stood next to me.

"Look the girl is crazy about you, she just has...issues but seriously don't give up on her." She smiled and walked away.

The fact that her best friend was telling me that she did in fact like me should have made me happy, and it did at first, but now the truth is I was just pissed off. Give up on her? When have I ever given up of her. She's the one that ran out on me. I spent every waking minute of my days thinking about what I did wrong and apparently it was nothing. It was just her issues. Well screw her issues and screw her. I don't have to love her, imprint or not I make the decisions of my life. Just as I had decided that I saw her walking down the stairs.

She looked at me first with shock but then I could see a slight smile. She thought I had come for her. If she wanted to see me why hadn't she called. This only got me more pissed off.

"Seth. What are you doing here ?" She said while taking steps closer to me.

"I'm waiting for a friend." She didn't deserve further explanation.

"Oh." She finally reached the ground and just stood there waiting for me to say something.

"Well it was nice seeing you." She looked so hurt, as if I just stabbed her. She said noting and just walked towards the parking lot. I insistently felt guilty.

"Seth was that Rebecca? What happened, why'd she walk away?" I turned and saw Emily standing behind me.

"I was an ass to her so she left."

"What? Why were you an ass?" So I explained to her what just happened and how it had made me feel.

"Seth, what is wrong with you ? You spend days moping around about this girl and when you get a chance to fix things you act like a complete jerk ! You might think you were doing completely fine for the last two weeks but you weren't. You were a mess, even Mia and Lani noticed. Of course that girl has issues wouldn't you if you were in her place. It would be so hard for her to trust people and being a girl that gets imprinted on is scary, you start to have these feeling for a guy that you barely know and she was finally starting to give in to it even with her trust issues. She was willing to trust you and then you go and do this, you prove to her that every guy is an asshole and shouldn't be trusted. Ugh we are leaving. I didn't like anything in there. Lets go."

Wow I had never felt worse about myself in my life. I don't think I had ever seen Emily so angry in all the years that I had known her. We drove in complete silence. I dropped her home and she left the car without a word. I went back to my house that I share with Quil and Embry "the single wolves". I walked in and Quil was sitting on the couch flipping though a magazine. When I shut the door behind me he looked up at me and smiled and threw the magazine on to the table in front of him.

"Hey man, what's up? You look like shit."

"I feel like shit."

"Rebecca again?"

"Well yea but its Emily too."

"Emily ?" I explained to him everything that happened today and the days that had led up to this and he listened without interrupting till I was finished.

"Dude what's gotten into you lately ? I mean I know things change for you when you get imprinted but you've become this whole different person. Its no wonder your imprint is having trouble being with you."

"What the hell does that mean."

"Seth your the nicest guy I know. Your funny and fun to be with but lately you've just been dull and serious and really boring. I mean you took her to this fancy restaurant which is so not you. Your imprint is your soulmate, someone who is perfect for you and someone your perfect for but it doesn't work if you act like someone you are not because that's not the type of person that is right for her. Show her who you really are, a confidant, fun casual guy and there is no way she will run a way from that."

He was right I'd been acting like such a different person and I knew exactly what I had to do.

"Thanks man. I needed that. But I got to go." With that I ran out of the house and got straight in to my car.

Becky's POV:

I needed my damn shift to end because being depressed in a grocery store just wasn't ideal.

I deserved the hostility from Seth, what I did to him was wrong, but it still hurt like hell. Ugh I want to go home why is the clock moving extra slow today !

"Rebecca?" Crap I recognized that voice. When I turned around I was right.

"Seth. Are you waiting for a friend here too?" Why did he have to be so damn good looking. I couldn't even speak to him without a shaky voice.

"Look I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the way I acted today." He was walking closer. As if it wasn't hard enough for me to concentrate already. So I took a few steps back. He seemed to find that funny.

"Well I guess I deserved it so I forgive you."

"No you didn't deserve it. What I did was just to hurt you and I'm sure you had your reasons for...publicly crushing my heart." How could he find humour in this situation.

"I didn't crush your heart, and yes I did have my reasons and none of them were to hurt you."

"Its ok, I forgive you." he said it with a big cheesy grin, I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic.. "Everyone makes mistakes."

"Mistakes? You think I made a mistake leaving our date."

"I don't think anything, but I do know that you think it was a mistake leaving. You regret it"

"And why would I regret it ?"

"Because you want me." He said it with so much confidence, like he wasn't joking. Wait, he wasn't joking! I didn't even know how to respond to that.

"Wha- what. I-I... No I dont !" That did not sound believable.

"You don't have to lie Becky." Ok how did I not realize that he had been walking towards me because right now he was standing so close to me I could hardly think.

"Im not lying.. I don't." I couldn't finish the sentence because if I did then I would be lying.

"You don't what ?" Damn he's so hot when acts all sly.

"You know what !" And before I knew it I was in his arms. He had pulled me to him from my waist and wrapped both his arms around me so I couldn't move. His arms were so strong around me, I never felt so safe before. We were so close that our stomach and the tips our heads were touching. The places we touched were tingling, a feeling that made me shiver. I could feel his breath on me a feeling so tantalizing that I couldn't even remember my name.

"Say it. Say you don't want me. Say you don't want to be with me. And that when I'm not with you, I'm not all you think about. And when I am with you you don't wonder what it would be like to kiss me. Say you don't want me just as much as I want you. Say it."

"I,I..." Was all I could manage to say. Our lips were so close, and i just wanted to get closer.

"That's what I thought." He released me and I stumbled a little feeling weak in the knees. He walked towards the door but when he reached it he turned around and said. "I'll pick you up at 6.30 I have somewhere I wanna take you for our second date." And he left.

Oh my god what just happened.

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