"Wait... Blake!" he yelled out as she turned to face him, only to watch someone run up from behind.

"Toren!" the girl yelled out as he turned to catch her as she jumped into him, wrapping her skinny, tanned little arms around his neck and kissing him full on as he set her down and pulled away subtly. Immediately turning back to face Blake, who by now... was storming out the front door and down the steps, ripping past her bike as she ran a hand through her messy hair.

Stopping dead center in the road, she looked over to the black forest across from her and faintly remembered the reminder her mother had left for her. 'Please Blake... for me. Stay out of the forest. So many people have gotten hurt in there, and I don't want anything to happen to you.' Pushing away her mother's words, in a rush of adrenalin she booked it for the forest, ignoring the tugging sensation that screamed for her to get away from it.

The steady rumble of the party out behind the Black's drifted through the silent air as Blake marched determinedly towards the forest and walked in. Stepping over the logs and branches as she sighed and watched her breath turn to fog, suddenly realizing that the forest was a whole lot more cold then what it was minutes before. But Blake was stubborn, she was antsy, she didn't want to go back, she didn't want to play it safe.

So pulling her sweater closer around her, and tucking her neck in closer to the fabric, she walked deeper into the forest, ignoring the nagging feeling that was begging her to stop and turn around.

Taking another deep breath, she looked around her and scoffed... there was nothing overly frightening about the forest. Just a bunch of tall trees and fallen logs. No boogie man, no mass murderer, there was nothing there that was frightening enough for people to tell her to stay away. Sure, you could easily get lost in the woods, but every direction you went, eventually, you were met by some form of civilization. Weather it be the main road out of La Push to Forks, or the beach, or downtown on the Res... there was nothing overly scary about being in the bush.

Turning around, she was shocked to find herself running smack dab right into her father. Who must have crept up slowly and quietly behind her just to scare the living daylights out of her and to teach her a lesson. "What are you doing in here Blake?" he asked slowly and starred into her eyes and she stumbled back a few steps before regaining her posture. Blake was tired, more so then she imagined, and her skin felt like it was burning as her muscles felt as if they were blowing out of her body. It was definite, she was not feeling up to her usual A-Game.

"Getting some fresh air." she lied casually, holding her tongue as she itched to add the famous, why do you care?

"Just like your mother..." he sighed as she smirked. "Your the perfect liar right up until it's to obvious to be true."

"It is true." she retorted with a glare as he scoffed and shook his head, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Do you really think I was born yesterday?" he asked disbelievingly as she could feel her anger slowly rising to a delicate level.

"You could have fooled me." she whispered under her breath as he turned to her with a hard look.

"That's enough." he cut in quickly as she shook her head and rolled her eyes. She was a teenager, and a teen with a temper was never something to be reckoned with, so she couldn't understand why he seemed to be trying so hard to get a rise out of her.

"Why do you even care?" she demanded as his head snapped towards her. Ready to cut in. "And don't sell me some sob story BS Embry, because you've missed sixteen years of my life, and suddenly, when things become important to me and I have everything I could ever want... your tearing me away from it because now, all of a sudden, somebody wants to play daddy for a day."

"Do you really think that I didn't WANT to come see you everyday. Come bring your mother and you back to where you really belong?" he asked disbelievingly as she shook her head. "Your mother left before you were even born... I didn't even know I had a kid before the divorce papers came in the mail. And when I let you stay with your mother, I thought I was doing what was best for you two in the first place." he fired back. "But apparently I was wrong."

"And how is that?"

"Because YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE YOUR MOTHER!" he yelled as she took a step back in utter shock and disbelief.

Blake was hurt, over which part, she didn't know... but that didn't stop the pain she felt as she just stared at him... seeing him shake and tremble on the spot as suddenly, what felt like almost the entire population of the party was outside and running our way. But Blake could care less about everyone else, all she could do was stare at her father and repeat in her head what he had said to her.

Two, strong, hot arms wrapped around her torso and lifted her up as she felt the faint and stranger feeling of tears sliding down her cheeks. Once she was able to stand on her feet, she pushed them away and turned to look at Toren and see the shock and pain in his eyes. She didn't even know she had fallen down, but as she could feel her temperature pick up, and the radiation of anger in her system, she pushed past everyone and headed towards her bike. Ignoring everyone as she started up the engine and took off down the road, arriving at Embry's house not minutes later.

She cut the engine and planted the bike, storming up to the front door and shaking her head as she opened it up. People here were to trusting... idiots to leave their homes unlocked.

Running up the stairs, she locked herself in her bedroom and called her mom immediately. Needing to know exactly what happened between her father and her mother as the phone rang then went to her answering machine. "Mom, I know for a fact that your in the house and if you don't pick up this god damn phone, I swear..."

"Blake?" her mother's voice sounded through the receiver. "Blake what's going on?" she asked worriedly.

"Mom what happened between you and dad... why did you leave?" she asked as she heard her mother sigh from the other end of the phone.

"I suppose your old enough now aren't you?" she sighed. "I always dreaded this day, kept putting it off time and time again."

"Mom, get to the point..." she broke as her mom sighed slightly.

"Blake, there are secrets on the reserve... secrets that I can't tell you. But years ago, your father and I were in love, and everything was perfect. My family was happy for me, they were overjoyed I had found someone to spend the rest of my life with. Your aunt, my sister was the happiest. We did everything together, so she was so pleased when I had found the perfect man to be my husband."

"You never told me I had an aunt." Blake choked as she crumbled against her door and slid down to the ground, bringing her knees up to her chest as her throat began to ache from crying.

"That's because every since you were born, you didn't have an aunt. She was killed five months before you were born, a week before I left your father." she said quieter as Blake ducked her head and choked slightly. "After she passed away and I knew I had a child with me, everything I did or saw in La Push reminded me of her. All the places I went, the people I talked to. I just couldn't do it anymore." she sighed with regret.

"Everything I ever did was because I loved you Blake. But your father and I, though we still loved each other, we fought all the time... I was blinded by my sister's death, by the life I had left behind, so I left to find myself."

"I didn't want to bring you into a world that I couldn't handle, because you seemed so much like me when you were younger. I told your father, that the best place for you, was with me... so you wouldn't get hurt like I did." she said as Blake felt an uncontrollable rage boil inside her.

"I'm so sorry Blake, I'm sorry that I never introduced you to your extended family, because we never had any. I'm sorry that your father and I didn't fight hard enough to keep you happy. The last thing I wanted was for you to hate us because of something we messed up on. And now it's too late, I can't exactly fix this... can I Blake?" her mother asked in a broken voice as Blake leant her head against her door and shut her eyes tight, taking a deep breath as she tried not to crush her phone.

She rested her elbows on her knees and brought her hands to her face, listening to her mother breathing as she pressed the 'End Call' button and just sat there in silence. Trying to ignore the sound of someone walking up the stairs and down the hall as she reached a hand up to make sure her door was locked.

"Blake..." a voice called out as she recognized Toren's voice.

Her body urged her to open the door and let him calm her down. But the side of her that still held all her sense of dignity pushed the thought away and brought back her anger and rage. "Blake, we can talk about this..." he said as she whipped around in one movement and jumped to her feet, ripping the door open as she just stared at him for a moment.

"Look Blake..." suddenly, in a swift moment Toren was staggering back as she pulled back and landed an audible punch in the center of his face. Her hand ached, all the way up her arm and as much as she wanted to feel triumphant and happy, it wasn't making her feel any better other then the fact she had released a days worth of pent up energy.

Emotion after emotion was running through her system as he grasped his nose to look at her in utter disbelief, looking as if he was about to say something, but deciding against it in the end. Blake was struck speechless herself, she didn't know what to say let alone how to say it in front of him after she had hit him.

"I'm not going to apologize... I just want you to know that."