WOW! I am pretty shocked of the feedback of this story! I was expecting like 5 reviews max and then that was it, but I am really glad it is actually starting of fine! Thank you for everyone that reviewed your awesome! Each chapter will be the title of a song I find fitting.

I am updating this so late as my roommates (gay/lesbian) kept me up all night! Who knows maybe there turning each other straight.....

A Big Thanks to my Beta Laurazuleta 18! I might go into Jared's POV after this but I a not sure, it's whatever you guys want.

Kim's POV

I woke up for the first time in a very long time feeling refreshed and calm. The past week had been quite good, if I took away the Jared incident. He had not been at school for the rest of the week and despite my budding romance with Colby I couldn't stop myself wondering if he was OK or if something had happened, or even if it was my fault, though it was a stupid thing to think.

Life had actually been good, dare I say it or not a lot of people had actually started to take notice of me which was probably because of me 'dating' the quarterback of the football team. Most people foolishly thought that high school stereotypes where fictional but I could assure you they weren't. If you weren't thin and pretty you were nobody, simple as that.

My week had also been good as well; Jo and I had realized my Dad's happiness came from the fact that he started seeing a woman. He even brought himself a new suit just to take her to dinner in Port Angeles.

Everything seemed to be looking up for our family and the past seemed to have been forgotten, which was good as we all needed a fresh start. I got up of my bed and went to the bathroom, I stopped dead when I saw that the bathroom was unoccupied, I stood there for about a full minute before making my way in.

I turned the shower on and began to strip; I turned around and was shocked to see my sister sitting in the corner of the bathroom, tears in her eyes. I praised myself for not taking my Bra of because this would be really awkward.

"Jo what's wrong?" I asked worriedly crouching down to her level. She let out little sob before wiping her nose with the back of her hand.

"I'm Pregnant," she looked at me waiting for my reaction. My eyes were as wide as saucers as I took in what she had said.

"You Idiot!" It came out as an instant reaction but I immediately felt bad after saying it. She didn't need people having a go at her or lecturing her, she had enough problems now, and she didn't need me calling her an idiot.

"I know," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. I didn't even bother to ask who the dad was, Callum had been her first time and I knew for a fact that she would never cheat on him. But I couldn't say the same for him though; panic ran through me quickly as I realized she could be riddled with some STD.

"Oh my god what if you got HIV or something?" I was looking at her body shaking with sobs, but it seemed the second I said that her sob's became howls of pain. I would kill him if he had given her something.

"Do you think I haven't thought about that?" She screamed throwing her pregnancy stick at me, it clipped my head and cracked when it the floor. She looked at me with empty eyes, her bottom lip quivering slightly.

I leaned over and hugged her, holding her as close and tight as possible to my chest, I could feel tears strolling down my cheeks as it hit me that my sisters life could be in danger and that having a baby could jeopardize her life prospects.

I felt my heart break a little at the thought of what my sister had to face, I looked down and I couldn't see a sign of her being pregnant. Maybe she could keep it that way for a while, and try to keep it from Dad for as long as possible.

I could only begin to imagine what he would do, he would either kill her or force to have an abortion and considering my sister and me leaned towards the more peaceful aspect of life, her only way out was if Dad killed her.

I tried not to think about that but it was still something that had to be considered.

"Does Callum Know?" I asked kissing the top of her head. I could feel her shaking it and I rolled my eyes she was so stupid sometimes.

"He dumped me last night," she said sadly pulling out my arms to sit up.

"Well, he still needs to know he is going to be a Dad!" I demanded angrily before continuing "Why should you have to give up your whole life while he carries on living his life like nothing happened?"

"Kim just shut up OK!" she stormed out the bathroom slamming her bedroom door. I ran my hands through my hair and got into the shower. Thankfully it was warm and I let the heat soothe my annoyance away.

I quickly finished up in the shower and got dressed; I took little care over what to wear as my mind was too busy thinking of Jo to register anything else. I knocked lightly on her door before letting myself in, she was wrapped up in her blanket asleep, with tears stained on her cheeks.

I knew she wouldn't be up to coming to school so I was going to have to take in her History project, I didn't want her screwing up that as well. My dad was still asleep and I could hear his heavy snores coming from the next room.

I didn't even bother getting something to eat, I just left the house deciding to get to school early, maybe finish some extra work or something. I started walking and cursed myself for not putting my gloves on. I kicked the now ruining the perfect white sheet covering the ground and continued kicking it while I went, but before I could carry on punishing the snow I fell over smacking my chin of the ice cold floor.

"Kim!" I heard someone shout. I saw Jared running towards me with no top on, he quickly scooped me up holding me in his big, strong and hot arms.

I blinked and rubbed my eyes making sure I actually wasn't in another one of my ridiculous dreams. But I wasn't, I was actually in Jared's arms in the middle of the forest, now all he needed to do was pin me up against a tree and my dream would be completed.

"Shit! Aren't you freezing to death?" I inquired taking in his half naked form and his shoeless feet! Was he mad? Maybe he wasn't at school because of Pneumonia.

"I run a high temperature," He answered honestly, when I pressed into him, it was like being next to a heater.

"Wow you're really hot!" I exclaimed out loud covering my mouth quickly knowing it had came out in the wrong way.

"Why thank you Kim," He said in a playful tone. We both turned to look at one another, our eye's meeting for a long second before I broke his gaze and looked away. I hopped out of his arms, my body already missing the warmth of his arms.

"I heard you're dating Colby," Jared brought up causally fiddling with his hands.

"We are not dating," I responded instantly. Jared looked at me before raising his eyebrows, and smiling at me causing my heart to go into overdrive.

"You can do better than him anyway," Jared said with a unknown passionate sound to his voice that made the hairs on my neck stand to an end.

"I can't, have you seen me recently? I am hardly Cheryl Cole!" I couldn't believe I was actually telling him this, but I put it down to the fact that I had just found out my freaking sister was pregnant.

"No, you're better" he said sincerely, taking my hand in his hand. My stomach did back flips and my heart started to beat like crazy. He smiled softly at me, his eyes lighting up as if he were in some sort of euphoria.

But I wasn't going to let this happen, if he truly liked me then he would have to do more then hold my hand. I pulled my hand out of his and started to walk in the opposite direction, I just remembered that school was the other way. But I would look really stupid so I opted for the loner route to school.

I was a bit hurt that he didn't chase after me but I didn't dwell on that too much, I sighed realizing I was going to have to walk about another extra 20 minutes.

I was about step out into the main road when I heard someone beep their car horn loudly at me; I looked behind and saw Colby pull up next to me in his black whatever.

"Fancy a ride" He said it in 'Danny Zuko' kind of way waggling his eyebrows. I let out a small laugh, before climbing into his car.

He took my hand into his and started to rub his thumb over the front of my hand. It was the same hand Jared had held and it didn't even compare to the way my hand felt in Jared's. I pushed that thought aside and intertwined our fingers.

We got to school about five minutes later, all the cool popular people greeting us. I went to let go of his hand when we got out of the car, but he tightened his grip and looked at me with big eyes. I carried on holding his hand, but I knew people where going to start thinking we were really dating.

I was confused some part of me wanted us to be together and then the other part like 90% of my body was still reeling from what was going on with Jared. I had been in love with him since I was 11 and that didn't just go away overnight.

"WOO! Hot Damn!" Callum wolf whistled making crude notices and laughing his stupid little head of with his mates. I noticed that Sadie Melendez the school slut was latching herself onto his arm.

"Kim," Callum called before adding "Tell your sister sorry about dumping her, we just weren't working out and I didn't really want to catch anything of her," he finished cynically. Everyone went silent and no-one seemed to move or talk.

"Dude you mean to say she is, you know, infected?" Gordon asked one of Callum's friends, he looked absolutely disgusted and it made me flip out.

"No Callum you can go and tell her that you stupid little prick! Don't you dare speak about my sister like that! She has never had sex before you so you have more chance of being riddled then she has, you filthy man whore! And for the record people my sister said she has seen bigger dicks on new born baby boys!" I stated watching Callum go a deep red and listening to everyone's roaring laughter. Even Sadie pulled away from him.

"You'll pay for that... slut," Callum walked past me purposely hitting my shoulder. No-one seemed to follow him but a few die heard wannabe's.

"That was cold Kim," Colby whispered into my ear.

"Well he deserved it, the prick," I emphasized on the word prick before walking off to my first lesson.

The day shot by quite quickly and to add to Callum's humiliation they had put up posters around the school nicknaming him 'Tiny Cock'. If he hadn't done what he did to my sister this would not happening and I would feel sorry for him.

I was in the library studying for my exams, when I saw Jared opposite me on the computer. Silence was the key if you wanted to work in here, but I am guessing that doesn't apply to erratic heartbeats.

"Hey," he said on a low breath barely audible.

"No talking allowed," I chastised gently enjoying playing cat and mouse with him.

"Sure Sure I get 'ya," He smiled another breath taking smile at me. I looked down, my blush spreading to all over my body.

I wanted to punch his smug face and stamp on it, I think he knew the affect he had on me and he was using it to his advantage. Of course something had go and interrupt me, my phone started beeping loudly his kind of annoying polyphonic ring tone.

I looked at the callers ID and saw that it was Jo, and if it was any other day I would have rejected it and beat her ass. But with what went on this morning I didn't really want to.

"Jo this better be good," I whisper-shouted into the phone.

"Something has happened to Dad" she answered back her voice panicked.

"What do you mean something has happened to him" I quickly collected all my books and shoved them into my bag pack literally running out of the library and through the corridors.

"Where is he now?" I was already halfway out of the gate and running in the direction of home.

"Forks hospital!" I saw across the road a bus coming towards me and I quickly dashed over to the Bus Stop and jumped on board.

I never even knew there was a bus stop around hear let alone one to forks!

"I am on the bus now; I will be there as soon as I can!" Jo cut the line off and I sat down at the back clutching my torso in pain. I don't think any of us would be able to cope if my dad died, he was the only parent we had left and he meant everything to us.

My mind conjured up the worst as I got closer and closer the hospital, maybe he had been hit by a truck or fell down a flight of stairs, or shot. Even through deep in the back of mind I knew these where unrealistic.

The bus literally dropped me outside the main doors and I quickly dashed in bumping into a nurse, I would've said sorry but this was an emergency.

"Michael Deagen," I rushed out breathless to a plump nurse sitting in front of the computers, she put her glasses on and began to type like mad.

"Room 18 ICU," she answers in a proper tone. I ran into an elevator and pressed some sort of weird ICU and tapped my fingers impatiently against the metal doors. I ran out as fast as I could, trying to swerve everyone out of the way. I ran right past room 18, having to steady myself as quick as I could before walking in.

My heart stopped beating for a second, this wasn't happening, I chanted in my head hoping this would be an awful nightmare.

I saw my Dad lying down looking all weak and frail and hooked to some weird machine that beeped every few seconds. He looked so fragile that if you touched him too hard his skin would rip.

"What happened to him?" I asked walking over to him and stroking his hair.

"Stroke, I heard him coughing and moaning on the floor," Jo started to say but tears quickly consumed her.

"A stroke," I croaked out. If he recovered it would still be no good, as he would not be able to move properly or live his life the same again.

"He is on life support," Jo announced before clutching to her heart and breaking down. I swallowed a huge gulp of air; it burned my throat painfully but I just welcomed the pain and began to pace the small room trying to get a clear head. Being on life support meant you either had a tiny chance to recover or they were just keeping you alive so that you family could say goodbye.

But I wasn't ready to say goodbye, not yet at least! He was only 47, and that was way too young to die, he wouldn't leave us, not like this. My chest began to tighten like I couldn't breathe and my Knee's began to wobble. I clutched to the bed railing, trying to keep myself standing upright, just when everything seemed to be looking up for us…

"Dad, please don't leave us!" I begged stroking his forehead tenderly.

"Kim what are we going to do?" Jo asked clutching her stomach as if she was shielding her baby.

"Try and think positive!" I couldn't cope with hearing the down side to it, so I would have to make do with hope.

I remembered studying 1700 literature and I thought about a quote that really got me thinking.

"Hope is the worst of evil, as it prolongs the torment of man."

But all we had was hope and to lose it now would be game over and we weren't going out without a fight. The doctors told us we couldn't stay and that we had to go home, by this time it was 8pm, everything was cold and dark.

They gave us a taxi ride back as we didn't have any loose change on us, we both sat there in uncomfortable silence until we got home. I thanked the driver and followed Jo who had just run out into the house.

"They said we can go and visit him again tomorrow," I said trying to make small talk with her.

"If he is alive by then" she muttered before walking up the stairs. Again my heart began to beat against my chest; I had the feeling my ribcage was going to explode.

I rushed into the kitchen and sat on the little wore out stool, clutching my chest. I didn't know what any of us would do if he died, we didn't have a Mom or any extra family. Jo being pregnant didn't help things and there was no way we could possibly bring a baby into extreme poverty.

I started to sob into my hands letting all the anger and pain I had felt over the years come out just when I thought life was finally giving us a break, it did this to us. Over my loud sob's I could hear howling which made me instantly jump up and look out the window.

The howl sounded pained. I could see the silhouette of a wolf in the distance and I stumbled back shocked. Dad had always told us wolves never came around here, but here it was in the flesh.

I wiped my tears and carried on looking at the rarity in front of me, I got closer to the window but the howling had stopped and I could hear it running off into the distance. It felt weird while observing the wolf my pain numbed... well not numbed but like it wasn't even there.

Oh great, I am on the brink of losing my father and also going mad, way to go Kim. I went up into Jo's room and saw her just laying there, her eyes wide open, she looked scared and disgruntled.

"It will be OK you know?" I said, trying to and comfort her but it came out sounding more like a question.

"What about my Baby?" she asked in a childlike voice. I was stuck I could tell her to fight for her baby and then I could tell her to get rid of it.

"You need to do what's best for you at the moment and having a baby, well that's not the best for you," I quit talking when I saw her horrified expression.

"So you're suggesting I have an abortion!" she yelled at the top of her voice.

"No well ...I don't know!"

"Just get out Kim" Jo flicked my arm in her way of hurrying me out. I got up and slammed the door; I heard something crack but I didn't even bother inspect it.

My life which was on an all time high yesterday had now gone so far down, it would be deemed humanly impossible.

I sat down on the sofa and my phone started to ring, I looked at it and it was an unknown ID. I quickly flipped the phone up and answered.

"Hello," I said gruffly.

"Kim," It was Jared's husky voice sounding all scared and panicked.

"Jared what's wrong?" I forgot all about why I was upset in the first place and began to worry about Jared.

"I am fine, I heard about your Dad I wanted to see if you where OK"

"Well, look I'm fine thank you," My tone sounded professional and I think Jared guessed that.

"If you need anything at all call me," He didn't say it like a request; he more or less demanded it. I frogot he was a man prone to angry outbursts so I guessed it would be safer to just go along.

"Sure, thanks for calling but I am really busy with stuff," Wow Kim, very convincing.

"Okay Night," He said the last word sweetly as if he hadn't just made a harsh demand on the phone, which backed up my theory he did have multiple personality disorder.

I disconnected the line and dropped it on to the sofa. I really didn't get why Jared was suddenly interested in my life. Maybe he was crazed stalker; he fitted the profile according to an episode of Criminal Minds.

My mind stayed occupied with thoughts about Jared, when I figured I shouldn't waste my time on someone who had only noticed me because of a bit too much exposed flesh, but then again, why would he care so much?

I picked up the paper and started to look for jobs, because if my dad did pull through he wouldn't be able to move for a long time, and with a possible baby on the way, it was the only option left.

If possible I hated my Mom more than I ever did in these minutes of job searching; she left her family when things got a little hard. While she was swanking around the world, living off a 90 year old billionaire, we where scrimping and saving everything we could, while she just went around spending it all.

Life just wasn't fair.

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