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A/N: Aha a quick update, lol! Anyway, this'll be the last chapter for a while because right now things are going pretty bad. I had the most crappiest day ever and well I'm just exhausted, but don't worry I'm not abandoning this story, I just need a time out which I'll have when school will end in a few days. Anyway, I hope you'll like this chapter, and you'll be just as great with the reviews like before! I'm very happy with the feedback this story is getting. Anyway, review and keep the tissues ready! Enjoy:

You're The One, You're The One

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was ending it? Of all people, or all couples. I had thought that we would be the ones that would stick with each other for ever. I knew it was a silly thought. Heck, maybe even childish. But it was one of the things I was one hundred percent certain of that I could rely on. So him telling me that it should be over felt surreal. None existent. I looked at the Kim who was standing with Jared a few yards away. I could see that she knew that this was coming and I felt a stab of betrayal, but it was not as big as the stab of pain that wrecked my whole body. I had to force my body to calm down and I realized that the sharp shallow breaths were mine. I put one hand on my mouth and looked at Paul. His eyes seemed pained and it almost had me thinking that maybe I was imagining things.

"W-what?" I croaked. My voice was high pitched and unstable.

"It's not working Julie." With every word he said a sharp pain ripped through my heart.

"That's not true." I murmured. I hadn't realized that I had talked back. That I was talking back to him now.

"You know it is. Jules." He put his hand on my cheek and I stepped back letting his hand fall back. I didn't want his touch right now. I wanted him to shut up so we could forget that he had uttered those heart breaking words.

"No." I shook my head, forcing the tears that were blurring my vision to evaporate. "It's not. I'm not sure how you got that idea because in my experience everything was fine. We don't have any problems whatsoever. So I don't understand why you're telling me this." I looked him in the eye and I felt cold.

"Julie. You're not looking at the bigger picture." He said. His voice sounded exasperated and it made me question about the honesty of his feelings.

"Bigger picture? What bigger picture?" I spat.

"Julie." He growled. I saw his hands shake in the darkness. "Us. What else?"

"Look it doesn't matter, I'm sure we can work things out." I quickly said. Feeling immediately bad that I had snapped at him.

"We can't." He replied. He didn't say much. He was just stating things. Simply responding in a short impersonal way.

"Why not?" Scared to hear the answer. My hands felt numb with the cold but most of all, numb of feeling. Because I was feeling overwhelmed.

"I don't want to. I don't want to do this anymore. I feel like I'm being hold prisoner. If it helps. It's not you it's me. I'm simply not cut out for this." My heart broke. He had used the 'it's not you but me' card on me and that was the worst thing that he could say.

"We shouldn't push ourselves into something that wouldn't work out anyway. It would be pretending something we're not. We're not supposed to be together, and it's best if we end it as soon as possible." Paul continued. He wasn't looking at me. But neither was I looking at him. I didn't want to see those big brown eyes that would pull me in. I didn't want to see the honesty in his words. Most of all. I didn't want to see that he didn't love me.

"Okay." It seemed the only word that I could say. The only word that seemed adequate at the time. It was also the only word he would want to hear. I might as well help him.

"Okay?" He repeated. I felt him come closer and I took another step back. If we were going to do this we might as well keep our distance. Why not start right away?

"Okay." I repeated once more. My voice seemed dead and before I knew he had walked away. Leaving me alone with my torturous thoughts. He didn't want me. He never did. It was all a game. He wasn't cut out for this. That's why he had to end it. He didn't want to hurt me. It was the best for us.

A strangling kind of noise escaped my mouth and I sank to the ground. Ignoring the cold it radiated as it seeped through my bones chilling me to the core. I drawled my knees to my chest and hugged them, not knowing what else to do. Tears made their way down my cheeks as sobs made its way out of my throat.

"Shh." I knew that it was Kim who held me close and I clutched her arm in response. I didn't want anything else. I didn't expect anything else. I just wanted her to stay and give me the comfort I needed.

It wasn't enough though. I needed more and with every tear that fell my heart shattered in to more little pieces. He had done it on purpose. He had broken my heart on purpose.

"He didn't say he didn't love me anymore!"

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Days went by quickly. I suppose that's what heartache did to you. It made you unaware of the time that passed you by. I held on to the only certainty I had left and that was the simple routine I had planned out before I met Paul. I didn't skip anymore. I was present at every class. But I wasn't really there. If you understand what I mean. My heart and my mind was somewhere where I wouldn't be troubled and I was fine with that. At home nothing had changed. The only person that had felt a change in me was my mother. Dad was clueless as ever, and vicious like always. But he at least kept his mouth shut about him. I couldn't bear to hear his name. I didn't want to hear it anyway.

Kim and Summer remained the same. Didn't push me to talk. Kim even managed to stay away from Jared when I was around so I wouldn't have to see the lovey-dovey stuff. Summer didn't say anything about being angry about before. She didn't give me the 'I told you' speech. She stayed and was the friend before all the drama. But even though Kim and Summer were with me and at times Seth as well. Something kept coming back to plunge that knife that Paul had placed before. Something just wasn't right.

The one thing that stayed with me the whole time was the fact that even though he was the one to end it. He missed the key ingredient to really end it. The factor our whole relationship revolved around. The one thing that really, truly mattered. The three words that made such a difference.

"I love you." Those words were now an echo. They never sounded as beautiful in my memories as in real life. Maybe because they held a different meaning than at the time it was said.

I angrily got on my feet as I descended the stairs from my room to the living room. Dad wasn't home, like always. Mom wasn't either. But that didn't matter. It felt good to be home alone. Maybe I would finally get some answers. It had been a week since that unfortunate day. I wondered how it would look like if I went to Emily's house. Maybe he would be there?

It wasn't an easy thing to do. Barge in there and command Paul to tell me the truth. But it may work. It may give me answers. Answers that I deserve to know seeing as Paul was my love. My first love, my only love for a long time. And my last, I wouldn't want to be with someone else while my heart was in somebody else's heart.

I shrugged into my boots as I saw the rain pour down and shrugged on my coat. I took the keys off the table and in less than a few minute I had managed to get in the car. I carefully manoeuvred my car to Emily's cottage and hoped that he would be there. I remember Seth telling me he spends a lot of time there if he wasn't at school or at home. I turned off the engine and I let the keys in the car. I might need that. I got out of the car and ran to the house, up the steps. I knocked on the door a few times and I could hear the rumble of conversation from outside. The door opened and I saw Emily in the doorway. Or at least, I thought this was Emily. Her scars assured me it was here. She looked at me with a frown.

"Can I help you?" She asked friendly.

"Is Paul here?" I asked. Didn't even bother to beat around the bush. She nodded and reluctantly opened the door. I went inside and as the door clicked close behind me I saw several head turn my way. Seth. Sam. Jared. Embry. Quil. Jacob. Brady and of course Paul. Only he wasn't paying attention. He was simply staring at the table and maybe he was just as miserable as I was and we would be able to put this behind us. Laugh about it in a few months.

"Paul. There's someone here for you." Emily said softly but Paul only grunted and I took a spontaneous decision. I walked past everyone and stood right in front of Paul, on the other side of the table.

"Paul." I said softly. He looked up startled as he saw me. I didn't beat around the bush. I had to get it out because it was the only thing I could do. The only thing I needed to do.

"Julie." He said. It sounded tired. Pained.

"Paul, before you say something. I know you're angry. But I just want you to tell me something." I crawled on the table and stood. Towering above everyone else.

"Julie, you'll fall. Get down." I ignored him.

"Because your break up is missing one key ingredient." I continued. I tried to focus on Paul only and not on the audience we had. Even though they were polite enough to move to the other room, I knew they could hear everything.

"The only ingredient actually."

"And that is?" Paul replied, not catching on.

"That you don't love me anymore." It was out. I looked at Paul as he looked at me. I tried to be strong, and tried to keep the tears from not spilling.

"Julie."

"No listen. I love you so much and I want to be with you now and tomorrow and what ever comes after that. But seeing as we're not on the same page I honestly need to hear from you that you don't love me anymore."

"Julie, don't ask me that. I can't." Paul said and he stood up holding out his hand to help me from the table.

"Paul. Tell me. If you don't love me I swear I won't bother you anymore and I'll go to school but I'll keep my distance. Just be honest. I think I deserve to know." Paul groaned in pain and he shoved his hands in his pockets. I felt the tiniest bit of hope when I saw him look away.

"I don't love you anymore." I closed my eyes. It seemed like I was standing there for eternity while in fact I was only standing there for a few minutes. I opened my eyes again and had only one thing left do. I started to climb off the table.

"Julie I-"

"Oh my god." I cut him off. I awkwardly got back down and saw Paul move to me.

"Get away from me Paul." I cried out. "Get out of here." Paul didn't complain or protest he just left and I sat down on the chair holding my head in my arms. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and I shrugged it off.

"I have to go." I mumbled as I saw Seth standing next to me. I couldn't bear to see the pain in his eyes. Because it was a mere reflection of what I was feeling.

A/N: Obviously I got inspired by the OC at the end, so they can take credit for that! Secondly, this chapter has been written a long time ago anyway. I hope you'll review and let me know your thoughts!