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Chapter Eleven
Everything around us settled down after that though neither of us really spoke of the heated kiss that we shared. Riley had continued to apologise and there was significant improvement in his behaviour, and I noticed how he constantly did everything he could to help me around the house.
Embry was around more often now, playing with Riley and spending time with me. We never spoke about my past and Riley's father, but I knew he wanted to ask me about him. Ever since discovering that I'm his soul mate I've felt secure in our relationship, knowing now that he wouldn't walk out on me or reject me.
I was in love with him.
Admitting that to myself had changed my world; I noticed the little twitch of his nose whenever he was concentrating on something, how he would scratch the back of his head when he was confused, thinking or nervous and how saved a large, awe filled smile whenever he looked at me. Butterflies were a constant companion in my stomach when I was around Embry, they were there even when I thought about him and I wouldn't trade this feeling for any other.
The door opened and Embry walked in, swinging his key chain around his finger and whistling quietly to himself, "Hello Amb," He said smiling widely, kissing me on the mouth full. "Where's the little man?"
"Embry!" Riley cried, running out of his rooms and into his arms, "Mommy was just about to make some toasted cheese sandwiches."
"Riley, no!" I cried dramatically, "Now we're not going to be able to have any!"
Embry pouted at me, "That's not true; I'll save you some."
I sighed exaggeratedly and began to head to the kitchen. Embry's arms immediately encircled my waist and he refused to let me go even as I was cooking, "Will you please let go of me so I can cook you two some food?"
"Nope. You're too cute to resist." Embry said, resting his head on my shoulder. "So I was thinking."
"Did it hurt?" I asked teasingly, dishing the toasted sandwiches onto the plate and turning in his arms to rest against the bench.
"Very funny." Then I realized the nervousness in his eyes and I gave him my attention seriously, "I want you guys to move in with me." He said seriously.
I blinked, looking at him in shock, "What? Seriously?" I asked excitement and happiness slowly entering my voice.
He nodded looking desperate, "I can't live without you any longer; it's driving me crazy. Move in with me." He whispered, resting his forehead against mine.
"Of course we will." I paused for a moment, "I have to ask Riley first."
He smiled, kissing the top of my head, "I understand."
"Riley." I said turning back to him with Embry standing next to me, "We have something we want to ask you."
He looked up from his sandwich, "Yeah?"
"How would you feel if we lived with Embry in his house?" I asked, wringing my hands nervously.
His face split into a huge smile, "Really? And we'll be a family?" His eagerness almost caused me to break down; he was only getting a family when he was five years old.
"Of course we will bud." Embry said, grinning, "We always have been even if I'm not living with you."
"When did you want us in?" I asked as I leaned against him.
"How's tomorrow for you?"
I looked around at the house we had lived in for the past months, realizing that I was finally moving on from all of the loneliness and pain of the past five years. No longer would we live our lives moving from town to town to try and survive and escape from the loneliness. We had a proper life with friends and family.
I had Embry.
"You all set?"
I leaned back into Embry's arms that had wrapped around my waist. I relished in the warmth seeping through him and onto me. "Everything's all good."
"Let's go home." He said, taking my hand and kissing me.
Riley was more than happy to be moving in with Embry and was currently bouncing up and down in his seat, watching the scenery fly by as Embry drove us and our few belongings to his house. He'd told me how he had built his own his when he was seventeen, living with Quil until he had finished it because his parents had moved out of La Push. I had never been to his house before and I was curious to see the condition of the place. Everything in La Push was so close together that it only took us five minutes to reach his house and I was instantly awed.
It was a big land that he'd told me his father had brought for him before they left. The house was two story and we could extend if we needed to. The house was built by red wood, small footpath made from round stones, and the balcony had a long seat swing on it. I let Embry guide me up the footpath chuckling at my stunned expression. Riley had long gone in the house, running around excitedly and his footsteps thundered up the staircase to find his bedroom. Our bedroom was on the floor, a large queen sized bed already there, the room painted cream. The kitchen was wide and open, welcoming.
"Embry, it's beautiful." I whispered when I had finished the tour.
Riley was currently up in his room and we were lying on our bed, facing each other. Embry planted a soft kiss on my forehead, "I love you." He whispered.
I smiled, kissing his mouth, "I love you too." He hesitated a moment, "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course you can." I said, sighing contently.
"Promise you won't freak out?" He said sounding nervous.
"Yes, what's wrong?" I asked, worried.
He looked at me calmly, asking, "Will you tell me about everything before you had Riley?"
I sat up, running a hand through my hair and breathing shakily. "You know I had Riley when I was sixteen." I began, leaning back against the headboard, "My parents were rich, a doctor and lawyer, and they never gave me any freedom. They were so strict all the time; I eventually snapped and rebelled."
"I wouldn't blame you." Embry said quietly, taking my hand and squeezing it reassuringly.
I took a deep breath and continued, "So one night I told them I was going to a friend's house. You know the routine; I tell my parents I'm staying at a friend's house and they tell their parents they're staying at my house." I paused, laughing without humour, "My best friend, Kane, was into the whole partying, drinking and smoking thing then and persuaded me to go. He gave me one drink and we just began to share. At one point, I don't even know when, we were in a bedroom, and we…did it." I said, feeling awkward saying it.
"So after a month I began to notice the signs; morning sickness, weight gain and my lack of a period. I freaked out and brought a pregnancy test; when I told Kane…h-he told me to get r-rid of it." I said, trying to stop my tears, "He just said that he could handle something so big, that he wouldn't support me. My parents found out and booked appointments and everything for the abortion but I wasn't going to. I told Kane that I had had the abortion and he was so happy." I said, shaking my head as I remembered how my mother screamed at me, how relieved Kane had been and acted like it was nothing, "That night I packed my bag, took my bank details and left a note saying not to find me. I haven't been back since, nor have I contacted them. I choose Riley."
"I'm sorry Amber." Embry said, pulling him closer to me comfortingly. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, "I'm never going to leave you; you know that right?"
I nodded, "I love you."
"I love you too. But there's something I think you should do, something you need to do." He said seriously.
"What?" I asked, sniffling and wiping away my tears.
"I want you to call your parents."
I jerked back in shock, "What? You can't mean that Embry." I said, shaking my head terrified of the mere thought of what they would do if my parents found Riley. "Embry, you don't understand; they'll take him away."
"You don't know that sweetheart." He said, gently reaching out and cradling me against his chest.
"I do. They'll find me and take him away." I said, clutching on to his shirt, "I can't Embry, I can't loose him."
"I won't let them Amber." Embry said, forcing my head up to look him directly in the eye, "You need to do this for yourself. You need closure and you need to let go of the past."