Chapter 5 Avoidance and Misunderstandings

AN: I know I know you guys must be going crazy about me not updating fast enough. So here it is Chapter 5!

GRACE POV

Ever since the kiss, I have been avoiding Paul as best as I can. Turning him down every time he asked if he could come over. It hurt to be away from him for almost a week now. I felt as if my insides were caving in. I need him. I have to call him.

But even saying things like that in my head didn't make me act on what my thoughts wanted me to do. I was a coward to say the least. I couldn't handle what he would do or say if I saw him. I couldn't handle the fact that he could possibly reject me as a friend. Reject me as more than a friend. It hurt just thinking of all of this. I hadn't realized the depth of my feelings towards Paul. Maybe it was because the six year difference was always in the back of my head, haunting me.

I walk to my bathroom and what I see in the mirror as I pass my sink shocks me. I stop a face the mirror head on.

My eyes looked like black holes that lead to nowhere, the dark circles under them not helping my appearance at all. My hair was matted to my head, oily from the lack of a shower. My clothes that I had been wearing for who knows how long all wrinkly and clinging to my every body part. I looked at my skin last, and I was shocked by how pale I was. I stepped closer reaching my hand up to touch the monster being shown in the mirror. Not believing the sight of how I looked. I snatched my hand away and turned abruptly grabbing a towel and rushing for the shower. Dropping my garments left and right. I turned the shower on and stepped in, not caring if it hasn't warmed up yet. I sunk down and just let the water wash away the dirt. Making me feel only slightly, if possible, better. I hadn't realized the tears streaming down my face the water mingling with them. I quickly composed myself and started washing myself mechanically. Not feeling, or knowing. Before long I find myself stepping out of the shower heading to my closet and dropping the towel to find something to wear. I didn't look to see what I had grabbed, not really caring how I looked today. I yanked the clothes on and flew to my bed. I reached around to grab my pillow, but my finger brushed along something furry. I looked up and there he was shining in all his bear glory. My little Pauly. I nearly broke down. I grabbed the bear and threw it down on the ground.

I knew then and there that I had to see him, today. I ran out of my room and into the living room calling a, "goodbye." Over my shoulder. I hopped into my jeep and fled down the path I knew all too well.

Reaching the house, I felt my heart constrict and the pain I had been feeling for days slowly dissolve. Knowing I would see him all too soon. I ran to the door tripping once then stabling myself. I knocked on the door, not caring if he was asleep. I waited and waited. Then knocked again.

No answer.

I started backing up the whole growing and becoming more prominent. I turned and headed towards my car. Opening the door only to stop at the sound of the door to the house opening. I turned and the hole closed. There he was. My Paul. I smiled and began walking towards him. Only to stop yet again at the person standing behind him.

"Grace?" Paul said.

I barely paid attention to what he was saying because there, standing behind him, was Rachel Black.

I felt my smile drop. My feet having a mind of their own walking back to my car.

"Grace, wait!" Paul shouted and started towards me only to be stopped by the female behind him, as she put her hand on his shoulder. He tried to get out from under her hand only to fail.

I opened my car door and flung myself inside struggling to put my keys in the ignition, "Dammit!" I finally got them in and my car roared to life. I pressed my foot on the gas a peeled out of there as fast as I could. But not fast enough for my liking.

My thoughts came rushing to the surface and my tears followed. I shouldn't feel this way. He was never mine to begin with. He was just my friend; he never felt the same way for me.

And then I felt it. Betrayal.

PAUL POV

I couldn't handle the feeling of my heart being ripped out. I had been trying to get Grace to let me see her all week. She just kept turning me down. Maybe she realized I wasn't good enough for her.

The pain grew with each thought about her. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't even bother to take a shower. The only comfort I felt was in my bed. My head stuffed into the pillow. And you'd never guess this. But me, Paul Walker the werewolf… shape shifter, whatever, was crying.

It hurt so much. Just to think about me never seeing her again. Hearing her laugh. Seeing her smile. Feeling her lips on mine again. Holding her when she was sad. All of it, gone. For who knows how long.

The door to my bedroom was yanked open and in came the last person I thought would be here. Rachel Black. She came up to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I ignored her and just let the tears fall harder. I wish this were Grace.

Rachel noticed me giving her no reaction and turned her head leaning in. I didn't know what she was doing until the last second. I felt her lips crush down on mine. I didn't react to her, too shocked by what she was doing. Regaining myself I jerked back and shouted, "What the hell, Rachel?"

She looked away, "I can't stand this, Paul. You being here without anyone here with you. It hurts to see you this way and I… I… I had to do it. Before I lost my nerve. I'm in love with you, Paul." She looked back at me her eyes filled with tears.

I shoved her arms away and got up. I headed out of my room and to the front door. I yanked it open and stopped at the sight before me. She smiled and started walking towards me.

"Grace?" I said, breathless.

All of the sudden she jerked to a stop. Her gaze looking behind me. I immediately knew what she was thinking. I stepped forward. Her smile flew from her face to be replaced by hurt. She backed away towards her car.

"Grace, wait!" I shouted, starting towards her. I felt a hand drop on my shoulder and I flinched under it and tried to pull away, only to fail miserably. My girl opened the car door and flew in fumbling for her keys before pulling out of my driveway. I felt the anger towards the person behind me and I whipped around and grabbed her arms throwing it back at her. My frame was blurring and I ran towards the forest. My pants ripping as I let the wolf take over. I ran for who knows how long. Then dropped down on my stomach letting out a broken howl. I fell and felt my heart break all over again.

I wouldn't see her ever again.

She's not My Grace anymore.

With that I settled and let my pain take over completely. In the background I heard my fellow pack brothers cry out with the pain the felt from me. I closed my eyes and let myself succumb to the gaping black hole that was my eyelids. Letting myself die inside from the process.

There was no point of living on if I didn't have my girl.

AN: *sob* I know poor Paul. But let me tell you now he is not dying. I would never do that I love him too much. Anyways please review, I need more suggestions! REVIEW!