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Eclipse Babe

Chapter 6:
My Side Of The Story

"Woman reaches love through friendship; man reaches friendship through love" - Mohammed Hijazi

Jared's POV

I wake up groggily feeling my cell phone vibrating in my pocket. I pull it out and see my alarm going off. It's 5:30 in the morning and I have to get ready to start my day.
I look down at Kim who is still in a deep sleep next to me, noticing the light, finger shaped bruises on her face. It kills me to see them and to know she's going to be in pain, especially at the hands of another man. I lean over and carefully kiss her cheek before sliding my shirt back over my head and quietly slipping out of her window.

I walk quickly along the branch from the window before silently jumping down onto the balls of my feet. It still freaks me out that I can do that.

I run the short two blocks back to my house and sneak back into my bedroom window. A few minutes later she pokes her head into the room just as I was grabbing my towel from my closet.

"Bye, Jared, don't forget to wake up your brother and help your sister get ready for school," she reminds me as if I've suddenly forgotten how to take care of the house.

"I know, Mom, don't worry," I reassure her, walking over to her slight frame and giving her a hug.

"Thank you, honey, I'll see you later," she says, re-clutching her purse and walking out.

I sit down on the edge of my bed, taking a deep breath; my shoulders are already slumped over in defeat. My mom works so hard to keep our family going, and all my dad does is "work" and come home to sleep and change for about an hour every day. For a guy who works as much as he does, the money he brings home sure doesn't show it.

I mean I really don't know what he's out there doing, but I know he's a dick and he sure as hell isn't working. Seriously, I'm more of a father to my siblings than he is. I'm only 17, I haven't even graduated high school yet and I already feel like an adult who's lived and worked way to long. I really just wish my parents would split up so I wouldn't have to deal with him.

Because of my mom's lack of a backbone, I've pretty much taken over the role as father for my two siblings. Brady helps as much as he can. He offered to get a job to help, but Mom and I want to keep him focused on school so he has some hope in getting off the rez. As for Ellie, she's only four, and the cutest and most innocent thing in the world. She deserves a constant figure in her life. And since my parents clearly aren't doing that, it seems fit for me to step in.

At first when my mom told us she was having another baby, I was just creeped out that my parents were actually still doing... that. I wanted nothing to do with the baby until she was born.

That's when my dad started "working" more and more, and I just felt so bad that she'd never have that influence in her life. So I stepped in and took over the role of overprotective older brother.

She means the world to me and if some tool ever did to her what Damien's been doing to Kim I would have handed him his ass already.

I try my hardest to keep that side of my life totally private. No one knows about my family life other than Paul and Sam. Between the three of us, we literally make up America's crappiest families so we kind of work together. Sam's dad is almost as bad as mine, but I have to admit I respect him more for doing it out in the open and not sneaking around hiding things from his family. He's an ass and it's openly known. As for Paul's family, him and his mom have the same short fuse and they're always blowing up on each other. Literally EVERY conversation they've had in the past six months has ended in an argument and one of them storming out of the house for days at a time.

That's when the three of us started our open door policy. We agreed never to lock our doors so when one of us needs an escape from home, he has a place to stay, no questions asked. Honestly, the only happy things Sam and I have in our lives are our imprints.

Sam imprinted on Emily Young, his ex-girlfriend, Leah's, cousin. Yeah, I know it makes him sound like a total prick, but he really had no choice. God dammed spirit warriors crap was all to blame for that. Not that I'm complaining. Nature couldn't have done anything better than to push me in Kim's direction. Especially now with that dickhead ex of hers stalking her life and his best friend Aiden stalking Rachel's.

It's killing Paul everyday to watch her and Aiden acting like a happy couple when the three of us know for a fact that he mentally abuses her just as badly as Damien abuses Kim. What's even worse is that, since Kim took that call in my kitchen the other night, we know Rachel's pregnant with Paul's baby and she won't admit it to him.

He literally went on a nine hour rampage when he saw it while we were phased. I tried my hardest to hide it from him, hoping Rachel could get it out before I did, but one day I just slipped. He was so mad he stayed wolf and ran all the way up to Canada and knocked down at least 500 trees on the way up.

When I finally got him to calm down enough to phase back he broke down. Something I'd never seen him do before, and when we got back home he called her and left about a hundred messages for her telling her they needed to talk. So far she hasn't returned a single one and he's getting desperate.

He was a player, I'll admit, but since that night on the beach, he hasn't been with another girl. That night he really felt loved, and if it weren't for that fight with Aiden he never would have phased for a week and a half straight, leaving him unable to talk to me or Rachel.

Once he was back to human she wanted nothing to do with him because she thought he had just used her for sex. I honestly felt for him and hoped for all of our sakes that he got Rachel to talk to him, or to at least even just look in his direction.

'It's still so weird to me that just one look can change our lives forever…' I think, while looking back at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

In the past few weeks my body had totally changed with no effort. My muscles were tighter and more defined. They'd taken on a bulk that had never been there before. And I've had to have grown at least 6 inches. It's scary, I feel like a whole chunk of my life was taken away from me. I feel fake, not at all like me. I barely recognize myself anymore.

And all of this, for what? We haven't even come across a vampire, save the Cullen clan, but they seem to be keeping up their side of the treaty, so there's really nothing we can do.

All this wolf crap boils down to: 1. Extreme aging; 2. An insanely short temper; and 3. Making us fall madly in love after one look into a random girl's eyes.

Once I'm dressed I walk into Brady's room and hear his music blasting from the headphones in his ears. I walk over and pull one out, earning me a death glare from my younger brother.

"Can I help you?" he slurs.

"Yes, good morning sunshine, it's time for school," I say sarcastically, pulling his covers off of him as I walk out of the room.

"I hate you," he says under his breath, not realizing I could hear him now.

"Love you too," I say, slamming his door and walking out.

Truth is I love the kid to death, but he just has this special way of getting under my skin and making me want to hit him.

I roll off my frustration as I slowly open the door to my little sister's room.I see her black hair sticking out from the top of her blanket and laugh quietly to myself, because I realize she sleeps the same way Kim does.

I bend down next to her bed and uncover her face, before whispering her name.

Her eyelids flutter open and she smiles once she see's it's me who woke her up. "

Good morning, Ellie," I whisper, kissing her forehead before straightening up to open her curtains to let in as much light as possible on this dreary day.

I can already tell something bad is going to go down today, but I remain positive for my siblings as they get ready to leave.

After I've dropped Ellie off at her pre-school, I turn onto Paul's block.

I beep the horn of my truck and Paul climbs into the passenger seat next to me.

After a few silent minutes of driving he finally turns to look at me.

"So why are we going back to your place?" He asks me.

"We're not. We're going to pick up Kim and Rachel from Kim's house," I say turning off onto our street.

"Why? You know she doesn't want to see me. Besides I might snap and I don't want to hurt her or the baby," he shouts and starts shaking.

"Paul, clam down and I'll tell you,"

"Ok, I'm sorry," he says, shaking his head to clear it.

"Yesterday I found out Damien's been hitting Kim and pressuring her to do things she doesn't want to. He threatened her and I don't want to leave either of them alone now," I tell him.

"No fucking WAY are they getting anywhere near them. Did you report him?"

"No, she won't let me. Besides, I'd rather get to him myself. And I'm sure if we fought, Aiden would jump in," I say with an evil sneer.

"Hmm, I love how your mind works," Paul remarks with a huge grin.

I pull into her driveway and Paul and I walk up to the front door ring the bell and Kim opens the door.

"Hi," I say breathlessly staring down at her, She had dressed in a long sleeved shirt to cover her bruises.

"Hey," She says quietly back with a small smile before looking over at Rachel who was sitting in the living room with her back towards us.

"Are you ready to go?" I ask them.

"Yeah," Kim answers, sliding her bag around her body.

"I guess," Rachel says, pushing herself up from the couch and walking over to us with a pout on her face.

As she walks towards us you can kind of see a little bulge through her loose shirt, confirming what we already knew.

I hear Paul's heartbeat speed up next to me before Kim and I walk out ahead of them.

It's seconds before I hear Rachel and Paul's footfalls behind us.

"So how did Rachel react when you told her about us?" I ask.

"She was pissed, but she'll get over it," she responds.

We walk ahead to give them privacy, though I can hear everything he says.

"Rache, we really need to talk," He whispers to her.

"I really don't want to, besides, we have nothing to talk about," she says back trying to act like she doesn't care.

I hear him let out a long hard breath before everyone climbs into the truck and we head off to school.

When we pull into the parking lot, Rachel rushes into the building getting away from Paul and I as quickly as possible, while Paul follows a measured pace behind her on his way to meet up with Sam.

I stay back and help Kim out of the truck and grab her school bag from her.

"You really don't have to do that for me," she says, looking all the way up at me as we walk across the front lawn of the school.

"I want to."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Didn't you already," I comment with a small smile.

"I'm serious. Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?" She asks, and I can see the true wonder in her eyes.

"Kim, really, you're such a pure and honestly good person. I feel like you really need someone who appreciates that about you and won't take that for granted. Besides, I happen to think you're more than just a little cute," I say widening my smile.

I catch a blush rising in her cheeks, and she looks down bashfully, making her eyelashes gently touch the apples of her cheeks.

"So, how are you feeling?" I ask her when we finally reach her locker.

"I'm fine," she says with a meek smile.

"You're lying. How much pain are you in?" I ask, tilting her face up to me.

"I'm ok, really," she says, but I can hear her fighting down tears.

"Kim you don't have to hold it in forever," I tell her, covering her hand with mine.

She forces a smile and closes her locker just before Damien and Aiden walk down the hall giving her death glares.

My hands start to tremble and the only thing that keeps me from killing him right there is her steady hand in mine.

"Don't, he's really not worth it," she pleads with me.

One look into her eyes and my whole insides melt.

"Ok, for now," I agree, "Did you tell Rachel what was going on with him?" I ask wondering how her best friend would react.

"She was just mad I hadn't told her earlier," She tells me.

"I bet you wish you did," I say as we walk down the hall, hand in hand to her homeroom.

"Yeah, I guess. I'll see you in bio?" she asks as the bell rings.

"Yeah, I'll be there," I say before leaving her to get to my own homeroom.

First period flies by, and I leave early to meet Kim at her Englishclass.

Her eyes light up when she sees me, and a stupid grin breaks out onto my face.

"What are you doing here?" she asks me.

"Waiting to walk you to Bio, obviously," I say feeling all light and happy all of a sudden.

"Hmm, I can't complain," She says with a smile of her own.

We walk and make small talk on the way to class, and we're still a couple of the first people to arrive.

We sit down at our shared lab table a little closer together then normally. She's sitting there sketching when Damien walks in and drops a note on her side of the table.

I watch her open it and read it, catching how upset it makes her before she quickly tries to hide it. With hands shaking, she stuffs it into the back of her sketch book before I get a chance to read it.

I lean over to ask but then our teacher starts the lesson.

Throughout the whole class I never take my eyes off of her.

Finally, when the period is over and it's time for gym, I catch her hand in mine.

"What did the note say?" I ask, fury burning through me.

"Nothing, don't worry about it," she says stuffing everything into her book bag, and I see the fear in her eyes.

I let go of her hand and turn my face away from her.

"Give it to me, I want to see it," I say holding my hand out.

She slowly drops it into the palm of my hand and I quickly open it

Listen you slut,
I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but I'm not done with you. We're not done. I will get you back, I'm the only thing a piece of crap like you deserves. Just wait; you'll see. When you least expect it, I'll be there. Tell your little friend The Whore to watch her back, too. I'll take down everyone around you, saving you for last just so I can watch you suffer. Just wait, and if you tell ANYONE about this you will have hell to pay…

"That son of a bitch," I growl, speeding down the hall towards the gym even faster than I planned to.

Seeing me so enraged, Paul and Sam were quick to follow behind me. They tried to calm me down but I wasn't hearing it, I was just purely seeing red.

I caught him right outside the gym and pushed him against the wall.

"Who the fuck do you think you are threatening her like that? She's not property," I yell into his face.

"Don't touch me, Lyakon," he yells trying to push me off.

"Oh no, you're not getting away that easily," I yell back, pushing him harder against the wall.

By that time, Paul has read the note too and he's just as mad.

"You dick," he spits at Aiden, throwing the first punch. In seconds we're surrounded by a large ring of students gathered to watch the fight.

I start shaking and everything goes black, as the animal in me takes over. I feel flesh hitting flesh, and every time there's contact I feel better and better.

Suddenly I hear something crunch and feel something warm and wet on the back of my hand. That's when the animal in me is finally satisfied and allows it's human counterpart to take back control.

Everyone around us is silent in shock.

Aiden is on the floor clutching his jaw staring at me with wide eyes while I straddled a passed out Damien on the floor with a bloody nose and split lip. I slowly get up and see the blood on my hands, before looking over and seeing a horrified Kim.

"I'm so sorry," I stammer out as she stares at me in complete disbelief before taking a step away from me.