GUESS WHAT! I'm writing this chapter on my very new laptop. I'm very excited about this. Anywho, The next few chapters (Mostly likely two) are a SONG FIC in itself of the song 'Love the Way You Lie Part Two' It's usually not my kind of music, but I loved it, and decided to make it the kind of center theme for this chapter if that's not too weird. Now, you don't need to know the song, but if you do, I think it will be cool to be able to compare the two! Okay, okay, sorry for the delay on this chapter by the way! I've been loaded with school work lately XD

Chapter~ Love the Way You Lie Part Two

I stood, my feet, which were literally feeling cold, frozen to the ground. My eyes widened as Foster simply sighed and quirked a brow at Paul. I thought back to the first time I ever saw Paul phase into a huge wolf. I nearly had a heart attack. Yet Foster seemed so…unaffected about it. Uninterested. Like he was waiting for it.

"Are you sure you wanna do this pup?"

I furrowed my brows at his words, taking a step back until the back of my knees hit the coffee table and my eyes widened at the scene before me. Foster stood still, facing the door as Paul circled around him, growling angrily and looking for the best way to attack the fragile looking boy I found myself falling for.

Everything I had was yelling at me to do something-anything- but I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe.

In a swift movement, Foster yanked his shirt over his head and threw it away from the scene, shaking his head in disapproval towards Paul. Was he really considering trying to box the giant beast crouched before him?

Biting my lip, I wouldn't be surprised if blood was drawn.

"Paul, d-don't!" I managed to choke out as he leapt towards Foster. I watched - with a mix of feelings- as a cry escaped Foster and a pair of black wigs exploded from his body, twice his size.

At first, I was relieved that he himself wasn't merely a human going up against a mighty beast. Then I realized what this meant. That Foster too wasn't human. That he too, was just another thing to be afraid of. Feared. My breath caught in my throat as Paul scratched into Foster's chest. Not that Foster gave him much time to attack, just as soon as Paul dug his claws into him, Foster flung him across the room, making him hit the wall before falling to the floor in a broken clump. Paul was back on his feet in a moment.

"Paul."

Even I flinched when Sam yelled from the doorway. Sam came forward, growling and ordering Paul out of the house before he could attack Foster again.

Foster turned to me then. Strands of dark hair fell over his soft eyes, blood trickled down his pale chest, and the sense of pleading in his eyes was so great, it almost broke my heart. His wigs folded back into his body with a small flicker of pain on his face.

"I was just leaving." He addressed someone behind me.

It was then I got my will power back. I turned behind me, finding Embry, Jared, and Quil standing on their toes, looking like they were about to murder a vicious killer.

"Wait!" I raced out of Emily's house, grabbing Foster's wrists as he walked towards the forest. He turned towards me, his eyes mixed with love, hurt, and confusion. I bet mine were the same.

I opened my mouth, then closed it, and opened it again.

He truly was an angel, wasn't he? My angel. Even though I'm an atheist, he was really something sent from God. Something to be considered a gift. My gift.

I was so naïve.

"I won't hurt you."

My chin quivered softly as I met his eyes. "I know." I let out a shaky breath.

We stood there for a moment, just looking at each other with curiosity by the edges of the forest, nothing but silence hovering around us.

In a quick, dangerous movement, he pinned my body against a tree, his head nuzzled gently into my hair as I tried not to hyperventilate.

"You're beautiful, you know." He whispered, pulling back slightly and lifting my chin to look up at him. I didn't reply, instead, I just starred at him, wide eyed and confused.

His face hovered over mine, his breath heavy on my cheeks as I closed my eyes and waiting for him to let go. For him to say something about how there was no way he could get Embry's number now, or how Paul was totally going to break his scooter. I was waiting for anything. Anything but what happened next.

I jumped a little as I felt his soft, electric lips press against mine. But I didn't fight it. I welcomed it, I wanted it. My palm tightened around the gentle skin of his neck, keeping him pressed against me with everything I had.

He was the first to break it, breathing with a huff into my hair, resting his head atop mine. I could feel his smile, a small, gleeful chuckle erupting from his chest.

I buried my face in his neck, sucking in his scent. A mix of baby's breath and roses.

"I thought you were gay." I mumbled against his warm skin.

"That was when I wasn't allowed to love you."

"What's changed since then?" I pulled away, wrapping my arms around my body and looking up at him with furrowed brows.

"I realized I loved you more than I feared the consequences."

A smile touched my lips as I absently fiddled with the hem of my shirt. "We should get to my house." I suggested, biting my lip again, "just in case."

The woods around us suddenly seemed very unsafe.

He nodded, grabbing onto my hand before I had a chance to rethink anything. We started off in silence, and I trusted him to know the way to go.

Was it weird that I didn't question it? That I found being a…not human so normal and natural that I didn't feel he needed an explanation. I mean, I knew other things were out there, so it wasn't like it was a big shock. It was just the same chance that I fell in love with another beast, then if I fell in love with someone from Florida. It was rare, but understandable.

"W-what are you?"

He looked down at me, a frown twitching at his lips but he soon covered it with an uncomfortable looking smile.

"A fallen angel."

"Like…banished from Heaven?"

"Not exactly. He ran his thumb over my knuckles, walking slightly faster, "I…I ran away."

The idea stricked me as odd. Who would run away from Heaven? If you believed in it, it seemed like a very good place- the best place you could ever be.

"Why would you ru-"

"We should really get inside." He urged, giving my hand a squeeze and pushing apart the low branches of a tree to reveal my house.

"Paul will come by soon an-" I cut myself off, realizing who I was talking to. His hand in mine suddenly burned.

I was cheating on Paul.