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A/N: I honestly feel silly practically begging for reviews, because I feel reviews should be given when the chapter is really good. I assume, that the last one didn't really do the trick. Although I did get a lot of alerts, reviews and not just alerts motivate an author to write quicker. It's like their brand of heroine. And I'm sort of wondering why it's so hard for people to review. I always review a story I read and I suggest others should to because there is always something positive to say. So say it in a review. But maybe this is a subtle way of saying that people are getting bored with this story. But I got a solution for that too. This story will be wrapped up pretty soon. I'm guessing a handful of chapters after this and after that the sequel will be posted.

I just hope whether it's worth it...

P.S This is not meant for the people who review every single time! All of you know who you are :) So you can ignore this :) *hug*

I Cannot Stop My Rebel Hands

"Remember what I told you." He let out an exasperated breath. He had to know I was serious, he had to know that whatever he was going to do that it had consequences. He might not care, but I did. That should be enough.

"Julie. I'm not an idiot." He gritted out. "Besides, can we not talk about this now." He referred to the empty school hall. "We just finished our last exam, can we go out and celebrate?" I rolled my eyes.

"Of course." I said and I linked my arms through his kissing his shoulder. "Thank you." I told him. He brought his warm lips to my head and I smiled. Now this is how it is supposed to be all the time. Simple and just utterly perfect.

"Anytime babe." I was glad Paul had taken it seriously. Ever since I had told Paul what had happened between Dante and I, I was afraid there was going to be an explosion of violence but surprisingly enough Paul kept a low profile. He of course did make sure I wasn't alone anymore.

The fact that the whole pack knew afterwards was something I did regret. Not to mention I had Summer and Kim fussing over me continuously that I suddenly wondered why I didn't tell them before. It shows how little credit I gave them.

Now everything was finally working out and I felt great. I had finished my exams, my parents and I were getting along fine. Paul and I were perfect again and in less than two months I would be going to Academy of Art in Seattle. It wasn't that far away, but far enough that I couldn't see him every single day since Paul was planning to stick around for another year before starting college.

The latter was something I hated. In fact, it was something that churned in my stomach at times. Because I didn't want to leave Paul, hell if I thought about it I got tears in my eyes. I didn't want to leave him because I couldn't bear going without him for days, let alone months.

But he assured me we would make it work. We had to make it work because both of us still had a future. Just because we were linked to each other in a more intimate way than any other eighteen-year-old meant that we should forget about ordinary things like school. Besides, I was planning to go there ever since I knew it existed, and that was way before Paul.

"Summer!" I exclaimed as the green-eyed brunette appeared in front of us. She smiled at me and gave me a hug.

"How did your exam go." I shrugged at her inquiry.

"Well enough, what about yours." She grinned. "I'm guessing it went well!"

"Absolutely!"

"Uhh! Right here, remember me?" Paul piped up. I rolled my eyes and slapped his shoulder lightly.

"Don't be a baby." I chastised

"Hi Paul!" Summer said sweetly, blinking at him making Paul frown. Summer's smile disappeared and she rolled her eyes mumbling a curse.

"Where is Seth?" I asked before Paul could even react.

"Right here!" Seth's voice rang out and I looked up finding him next to me. He ruffled my hair before bending down and kissing Summer. "Aren't you glad that the exams are over?" He asked and I nodded.

"Oh please." Summer exclaimed. "We're the ones who did all the hard work." Paul laughed at Seth's expression and all of us walked out of the school.

"Why don't we go and get something to eat." Seth proposed. "I'm hungry."

"Aren't you always?" Summer asked and Seth smacked her on her back slightly as she turned around and gave him a glare.

The parking lot was filled with cars and there were enough people outside, hanging around and catching up with their friends when suddenly our eyes fell on Dante and his friends. He hadn't confronted me ever since Kari had intercepted but I knew that he was painfully aware of my presence because I could see him look at me.

"Jules, wait here." Paul suddenly said and he gave me his car keys. I blinked at him as he moved in the direction of Dante. Everything blacked out. I could hear the hard thumps of my heart in my ear, I could feel the colour leave my face, leaving me all pale. There were switches getting turned on in my head and I realized that Paul was going to confront Dante, right here. Right now.

"Paul no!" I shouted. I was too late though. I could see them exchange some words as Dante separated himself from his friends and moved to Paul's direction. Paul pushed Dante roughly and that resulted in a punch from Dante. It hit him in his jaw and Paul reacted by grabbing him by his collar and punching him back. I gasped and in my peripheral vision I could see Seth run to the scene.

A crowd was forming around the two and I felt dread clutch my heart. It was like this silver clamp tightening with every breath I took. At some point it was getting painful. I ignored Summer's cry when I felt my feet take me to the scene. And suddenly all the noise rushed back to me and I was aware of the people screaming and shouting around me.

There were people who were shouting to fight, there were girls screaming and there were people who did nothing and stared. Like me. I took a shaky breath as I witnessed the hits that were exchanged. Seth tried to separate the two of them but at some point even he stopped trying. I felt Seth's warm hand on my shoulder.

"S-Seth." I spluttered. "Do something."

"No." Seth's voice was cold. "I'm not going to do a thing."

"He'll kill him." I said and that was the cold truth. Because I knew Paul wasn't using all his strength but he was close. Dante was still replying but it didn't mean that he was winning. In fact, he wasn't winning at all. Dante was just keeping up this image of him being tough but next to Paul, he wasn't tough at all.

"PAUL!" I shouted and I pulled away from Seth. I grabbed Paul's hand, pulling at it. "Leave him." I pleaded. "Please." Paul ignored me though.

"You stay the hell away from her." Paul whispered quietly to Dante. "You stay away from her or I will kill you." He pushed Dante hard to the ground and wiped away the blood from his nose. He looked at me and I suddenly saw what he was like before I met him.

Volatile.

I glared at him and moved out of his way when he tried to reach out to me.

This was beyond crazy now. Paul crossed a fucking limit and practically killing Dante in front of everyone like this was too much. I had asked him to treat this whole situation carefully but instead Paul gave caution to the wind and just did whatever he wanted to. Just because an asshole couldn't keep his hands to himself.

"Julie!" I ignored his cry and moved to Paul's car. Pulling out his keys out of my pocket. I must've pocketed it without realizing. I opened the door and got in as Paul got in the car as well. He settled in the passenger seat when suddenly Seth and Summer got in the car as well. They were patiently quiet.

I started the ignition and manoeuvred out of the parking lot in record time. The things I was feeling were bordering on insanity. But at least physique-wise I wasn't catching up.

"Julie." Paul said quietly and I ignored him again yet chose to reply to something else.

"There are napkins in my bag. You can use them in case some blood spills on your seat." I told him and he shrugged.

"I'm not bleeding anymore." Right, the superfast healing thing. Right!

"You shouldn't have." Summer began. Her voice was shaking but she was coherent. "You shouldn't have." She said again and I was glad that she was going to voice the feelings I was feeling. "But I'm glad you did it." I looked at Summer through the mirror incredulously. Was she serious?

"Thanks Summer." Paul grinned and I could see he wasn't feeling sorry at all.

"If you even think of me approving the little stunt you just pulled then you're seriously mistaken Paul." I gritted out. "I can kill you right now."

"Julie, I told you before. I was going to deal with it my way." He said and I realized that there was no regret in his voice and he was actually proud of his stupid move.

"Oh, of course." I began sarcastically. "Because violence is the answer to everything."

"You don't get it do you?" Paul shouted. "This isn't just about you!"

"YES IT IS!" I shouted and I slammed on the brakes. "This is about me. You can't handle the fact that Dante put his hands on me! Your girlfriend. And I get that, but practically killing him in front of everyone is not the answer. So do me a favour. Don't try to smooth talk this."

"Julie." Seth began. "This may be about you but it involves other people as well and as much as I hate the way Paul dealt with it, doesn't give you the right to lecture people on how they have to solve problems. In fact, it's best if you shut up about it!" I turned in my seat looking at Seth.

"You're kidding, right?" I screamed. "Paul is going to get into some serious trouble with this and the only thing you can say is how selfish I am?"

They were my friends. Supposed to be my friends actually and instead of understanding me they were doing the exact opposite. I gave them all a final glare. "I can't believe you." And moved out of the car, slamming the door hard.

"Hey! Don't slam the door." I heard Paul yell but I didn't stop and made my way home, on foot.

"Julie, wait up!" Paul caught up with me and turned me around, grabbing me by my wrist. I shrieked in annoyance hitting him in the chest.

"You stupid selfish son-of-a-bitch!" I screamed. "It always has to be the way you want it to be! Right? Why can't you just fucking grow up and deal with a situation as an adult?" I asked. "You're almost nineteen!"

"And I'm sure you know all about it, don't you Jules?" Paul said sarcastically and he looked down at me. His arms crossed over his chest as she pinned with a dangerous glare.

"That's not the point!" I reminded him.

"Oh, right!" He began. "Tell me, what is it then?"

"You can't go and beat up people when you feel like it. Especially not because you can."

"You want to know why I hit him? Why I wanted to fix this my way?" Paul asked me and I scoffed. "Because I felt guilty, alright?"

I blinked. He felt guilty. For what?

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Because if I stayed out that whole Lily and Dante thing this wouldn't have happened. He wouldn't have forced himself on you because he didn't have a reason to. So yeah, I wanted to make him feel how I felt when someone messed with the person I love and yeah it had to be with violence."

"That's it?" I asked and he didn't indicated if it was a yes. "Well that's just fucking fantastic, right? Seriously Paul, there are other ways."

"What other ways?"

"Oh I don't know, talking perhaps?" The sarcasm was becoming a dear friend and I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. I didn't know how I could possibly make Paul understand how I felt about this.

"As if that would have made a difference." Paul sighed and wiped his hand over his face. "Look Julie. I started it and I finished it. The end! Now why don't we go back home." He suggested calmly.

"No!" I said forcefully. "We are not going home. I am not going home with you."

"Julie, stop being such a pain in the ass." Paul gritted out and he pulled at his hair in anger. "Just forget it. It's done with. Now let's move on."

"That's easy for you to say!" I yelled. "It always has to be about you." Suddenly Paul grabbed me by my shoulders pulling me close to him. I could feel his breath on my face as his finger accidently tightened.

"It has always been you. Don't you dare say otherwise." I swallowed thickly and let out a shaky breath.

"You can't take the credit for that Paul." I said. "You don't have to feel guilty for something you never could've controlled." I told him. He slowly let me go and I stepped away from him. "I will give you full credit for fucking this up though."

"You're a real piece of work, aren't you?"

"You should know." I retorted and Paul sighed when suddenly Seth appeared next to him and Paul tensed up. Both of them were practically statues but there was some kind of understanding between the two of them when Seth suddenly opened his mouth and included me in the secret.

"Vampire!" I froze. I met Paul's eyes and for a second all of our current problems dissolved because there was something else that demanded attention right now. I blinked rapidly and tried to ignore the vomit like fear that was crawling up my spine. I barely registered Paul moving closer to me until I felt the heat of his skin almost on mine. A shiver ran down my arms and I grasped Paul's sleeve.

"There is a vampire?" My voice went up and octave and Paul put his hand on the small of my back as he shushed me. His eyes moving to the dark of the trees. I closed my eyes and put my hand in front of my mouth. I hadn't realized I was shaking.

"Julie, go back to the car." Paul's voice was cold like ice. "Alright?"

I took a shaky breath. "Oh-kay."

"Go." He urged.