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SCARRED LOVE CHAPTER FOUR

Collin's POV
Over Protective? I AM NOT OVER PROTECTIVE!

Love, Adoration, Amazement.

I knew I shouldn't feel this way toward such a small girl, such an innocent, good child...but I did. Bella, with her long mahogany hair and big grown eyes, she caught me as something...different. Not like the girls my age. She seemed quiet, but silly, mature, but childish; perfect in every single way.

The moment she stepped out of the car, I was concerned. Hell, when Sam told us not to stare at her, I was scared; wondering what happened to this girl. Her face, bandaged, was hard not to look at. it covered a whole half of her face, and I felt myself shaking with anger while thinking of who hurt this girl...my angel. It shocked me how protective I became over a girl I had not even fully met.

Then that thing about Brady...God dammit, I was so jealous when he swooped her up in his arms and she gave him a big, sloppy kiss on the cheek. I wanted to be Brady that time, being loved by Isabella Uley. But then, by the way they bantered at each other, you could tell they were just friends. She was a lot like Brady, and that was good, because Brady and I were Best friends. I would like Bella.

I knew I wouldn't like her as she turned around. Her pretty chocolate eyes bored into mine in such an intense, deep way...I didn't like her. I loved her. With everything I had. Anything that was keeping me here before, was snipped away, and replaced with a metal, unbreakable cord, straight to this...angel, this beauty. My Imprint.

I didn't remember much after that...but I do remember when I introduced myself. she had looked in shock of how low my voice was maybe, or thought it was nice, because she looked shocked, and blushed. I smiled like an idiot at how cute she was. She had responded with her soprano voice, high and strong, like a tiger, strong, and beautiful. Or possibly a lion...maybe that was a better way to describe it.

But then...Quil, had to be an ass, and ruin everything. He had called Leah a bitch, and Bella's eyes held fire. She shot up, and, tremors wracking her cute little body, stomped over to him and seethed about apologizing.

Quil, being Quil, had said something stupid, and Bella snapped her fist toward him. His hand flew out, and grabbed it. the thing that happened next, made me see red, hot fire, burning anger in my veins.

His hand turned, and Bella roared in pain. I growled, shot out of my seat, and attacked Quil, right as Paul picked up Bella and ran her outside. The girls soon followed, and I was already in wolf form, howling at Quil.

We fought for a long time, until both of us calmed down...well as much as we could anyway. We were both scratched up and bloody by the end. Of course, we would heal.

He was sorry, It as an accident...that's what he said anyway. Well, tried to say. I was fighting him, growling, baring my fangs, furious at him fro doing something to my imprint. Mine. I could feel the atmosphere change as the pack heard this. I felt more calm now, probably because everyone seemed genuinely happy. Sam was..half angry, have happy. Jared was perfectly happy. Paul was...well Paul. and everyone else..besides Leah...was happy for me.

'Oh Joy..another imprint. Another stupid girl that's going to just adore me!' Leah seethed in her mind. I knew Leah. She was a nice girl. Kind, sweet, but broken. She wanted to have friends as much as every other girl that didn't fit in. But her tough front said otherwise. She didn't need anyone. But in her mind, there was a tinge of gratitude that I don't think anyone else saw. She thought Bella was nice, cute, and her type of girl. tough and broken. I believed it. Bella carried herself as if she were the most disgusting thing in the world, which she most definitely wasn't.

I remember everyone else leaving...and reluctantly apologizing to Quil. Then, everything grew very clear.

Bella was sitting against a tree, her head laying on her knees, looking out toward the ocean. Her face was serious looking, brows furrowed cutely, unevenly plump lips pursed in concentration. I coughed to get her attention, and her head snapped up at the sound. I smiled, and her lopsided smile, I noted, was adorable.

I hoped i didn't look too bad. The way she had that worry in her eyes scared me. i didn't want her to be worried for me. I was fine. Her on the other hand, was just human. If something happened to her...I wouldn't be able to forgive myself.

"Hi Collin." She chirped, her eyes traveling back down toward the bonfire. She then jumped to her feet and hurriedly began walking down the beach. I jogged up and walked with her.

"Hi Bella." I flashed her a grin and while pulling his hands out of his pockets. It was taking a bit too long to get all the way down to the bonfire, and I jogged in front of Bella, and scrunched down as short as I could go. "Here, jump on my back. I'll run you over." I laughed, and she blushed, but giggled along with me in that pretty, high soprano tone.

We arrived at the circle of people very quick, and I saw Bella look toward Quil, who was standing over toward a large boulder, looking guilty as hell, and Leah, who took the tiniest of glances toward Bella, and smiled to herself quickly, before hugging Quil to accept his apology.

"You did good kid." Wow...that was cool Collin..real cool. She smiled up at me brightly, but again, unevenly. I sat her on bench, but she moved as I sat down. She jumped into Brady's lap. Jealousy burned inside me like wildfire.

"Hey babe." Brady smirked, and kissed her cheek. i felt even more protective, and a growl erupted in my chest. Brady shot a glare at me, and I glared right back at him. Bella was not his imprint. We all fell into silence; awkward silence. Bella blushed deeply.

"Ahh...hello..." She laughed awkwardly into Brady's shoulder. he laughed, and again, i felt Jealous at how at ease she was around him.

Everyone burst into conversation as I sill watched Bella with curious eyes. i wanted to figure her out. I didn't fully understand her. Would she ever tell me her story? Why she has that bandage? Why, Who, Where, When?

"Well, I was about eight when I met Brady and Kim. We became friends right away. With my..." Bella smiled sadly, shook her head, and switched her words."Joshua, I needed someone, and they knew about him. How he could be a bit..mean at times-" Kim took the conversation into her hands, and laughed.

"We hung out for such a long time! For like two years! But then we had to move because Br-my dad...had...had a job in La Push!" Nice cover Kim...you almost gave away the Brady secret. Lovely. Absolutely fucking lovely. We don't want another Nessie on our hands. She had seen Jacob turn into a wolf before He even imprinted on her. Yeah, she passed out. Not. Good.

"-and we're together yet again, to drive the world into INSANITY!" Bella dna Brady laughed at his very lame joke, and I rolled my eyes, but chuckled. He could be real weird sometimes.

The stories burst into life, and i saw as Bella took everything in. She looked uncomfortable almost, as if she didn't really feel like she belonged here. That saddened me. But as she looked over and saw Paul, playing guitar and singing terribly. Her big chocolate eyes lit up with happiness.

"You wanna try kid?" Paul laughed. That surprised me. Mr. Crabby-all-The-Damn-Time actually laughed...and likes a child? The impossible has happened. Bella nodded vigorously, and Paul set the guitar down by her, and Brady set Bella down by the guitar.

I couldn't wait to hear her play. She would be amazing no doubt. I watched as her tiny arms wrapped around the instrument, and her hands held a pick, which begn strumming a pretty sounding rhythm. her mouth opened, and we all stared at her, slack jawed, before looking at each other and smiling in amazement.

"His little whispers, 'love me love me...'

That's all I ask for, 'love me love me...'

He battered his tiny fists to feel something.

Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something...

Monster, how should I feel?

Creatures lie here, looking through the windows..." Holy Fuck...she is amazing. Her voice was smooth and almost husky, cute and serious. I felt myself being captured in her music.

"-Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams...

Monster, how should I feel?" She finished, her eyes glazing over in thought.

People cheered for her, and she jumped, as if she had forgotten anyone was there. her eyes danced with pleasure, but an almost sad kind of expression held on her face.

"Play another! Just one more!" Nessie begged, jumping up and down while Jacob laughed. Bella smiled, and, like always, I smiled to as she glanced toward me. Her strumming changed, picked up the pace a bit, and her voice held even more emotion.

I thought I knew the song, but, maybe I didn't. I think I heard it on the radio one time...

"When I was younger i saw,

my daddy cry,

and curse at the wind.

He broke his own heart and I watched,

as he tried to re-assemble it..." Tears gathered in her eyes and threatened to dribble down her face as she sang that. I felt my heart practically rip in two. There was a secret behind her tears, and I longed to find out what that was-

"-and my momma swore, that she would,

never let herself forget.

and that was the day that i promised.

I'd never sing of love.

If it does not exist..."

She would glance at me a little bit, a curious gaze, but guarded.

"But darlin'...

You are...The only exception...

and You are...The only exception..

You are...The only exception,

and you. are. The. Only. Exception..." After Bella sang the chorus, I looked to the ground, away from my angel, knowing that I was not the one she was sining to. she glanced toward me worriedly, then stopped instantly, looking flustered. My thoughts were scared. Was she alright? Feeling sick? Tired? Hungry? I had to find out.

She had said she was tired, and yawned loudly. I decided to take her home. i didn't want her to be unhappy. I talked to Sam about it, and brought her back in my arms. Her hair was loose around her face, her eyes half closed and mouth breathing in and out peacefully. I smiled at the small girl in my arms, and set her on the bed lightly. I pulled the covers over her tiny body.

I had been happy when I set Bella on her bed and she asked me to stay. I agreed right away, and began humming some OneRepublic song, I think it was 'Stop and Stare' maybe...I wasn't sure because I was too caught up with the angel right in front of me. Bella fell asleep easily, and I watched her calmed face for a while.

"Collin?" Bella murmured. I blinked in shock, then chuckled to myself. 'A sleep talker!' I realized, shaking my head back and forth. "-no...please...Collin! No!" Bella whimpered and whined, squirming. I went to sit on her bed, and whispered to her until she calmed down.

"I'm right here Bella, sweetheart. Calm down, I'm right here. I'll never leave you. Never..." I declared softly. It was true. I never would. I would never even want to.

She calmed down after that, gladly.

I smiled widely, every time she mumbled my name, and every time, my heart warmed a little more. I finally found her. The girl of my dreams; my imprint, and I was -finally- happy.

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