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Mrs. Seth. Clearwater. No Seth did not phase yet. He is still 100% human right now. So it's ike somewhere around New Moon you would say.
and Others.: You guys thought Paul was the one growling in a the cafeteria. But i have to say...N0 it is NOT Paul the one growling. Well the rest is in the story, so just continue and read please. :D
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Kay POV
Okay, so after the growling show was over. Lorry dragged Seth and I over to the front of the crowd who had formed after the growling. What surprised us was that the growling came from Quil Ateara. He didn't seem happy, I could tell you that. But i think I know who had caused that look on his face.
Nate Masen was standing not too far away from him, with his arms crossed, and a smirk drawn on his face. Nate was the normal obnoxious, annoying, cocky jock every high school had to have. He always played with girls like they were some football he could just throw around.
"You shut up Masen." I tried not to flinch at the tone of Quil's voice. I could've sworn his eye brow was twitching. I tried not to laugh. That always amused me when I saw things like that. I don't know why, just wanted to say it.
"Oh and what are you going to do, huh? Kill me? Psh, yeah right!" Nate had a bulky bod, and sometimes it looked like one of these days, the sleeves to his shirt were going to rip, since his arms were so big. But Quil, somehow, started getting some build into him too. I think he started going to the gym, since other kids would make fun of his lanky, skinny build.
Quil started growling again. Like, what's up with the growling? I flinched at the look he had in his eyes. It looked similar to the way Paul looked at me this morning. Like i didn't have control of my hand, it traveled to the spot where Paul had poked me so harshly.
Seth noticed this, and scooted closer to me. "Are you okay?" He whispered, as he intwined our hands together.
"Yeah, just fine." My voice squeaked a bit at the end, and he gave me a look while he squeezed my hand.
"What is it, you could tell me." His warm breath whisked down my neck, and rivered down my back. I bit my lip to stop from shivering. I hope Seth didn't notice. "Does it have to do with what you were thinking about a while ago?" Dang. He just had to put two and two together? 'Should I tell him? What would he say? that I was overreacting, or something?' Appearently I didn't answer fast enough, because the next thing I know, he's pulling me away from everything that's going on, and out the doors.
The last thing i hear is a loud snarl, and a squeaking chair. I could've sworn that I heard a scream, but Seth and me were already out the door.
After a few minutes, it registered that Seth was dragging me away from school. Wait. Away.
"Seth, where are you taking me, and why?" I asked eyeing our surroundings. you know what I saw? . . . Trees.
"The beach. I know you're not going to tell me, but the least I can do is help you get your mind off of it." What would I do without him? . . .
I had opened my locker, and was almost buried in an avalanche of books, but Seth had stopped it.
"What would you do without me?" He asked as he put them into place.
"Be happier." I said mockingly. He rolled his eyes, and grinned. We both chuckled.
I couldn't help but smile at the memory. Memories with Seth, always managed to make me smile. But then i realized something. We weren't surrouned by green, anymore. But the grey-ish, white-ish soothing ocean water, of First Beach. I couldn't see the sun anywhere, but the white clouds just added to the scene. It looked like a painting or something. My smile seemed to widen.
I enjoyed how peacefull everything felt. the smell of the water right in front of me, the sound of the waves, making me sway a bit. Seth's warm hand around mine, making the breeze feel good, along with his hand warming me. I closed my eyes, trying to capture this moment. The peace.
I was away. Away from the harshness of Paul. The growling. The yelling. The short tepmpers. Away from the drama, the tencness. Everything - I noticed - has been so tence, and tied so tightly together. Like whatever Paul and Pete knew. Paul was making sure not to tell me squat. But Pete wanted the opposite. I didn't tell anybody this, but at night I'd wonder what was so important that Paul had to change out of the blue. Why can't he be my brother again? Why can't he hug me goodnight, or just talk to me?
I remeber on the first week after he changed, he'd give me these looks. like he was so unsure about somthing. I'd tried to talk to him, but he'd just shake me away, or retort somehting to me, saying he didn't want anything from me. i'd be teary eyed, and cry at night. But the second week, it's like the first week never happened. Like ignoring me, and not being home was just a normal thing. He wouldn't give me the looks anymore. I missed thoughs looks somehow. Just because it let me know, that he knew I was there. I'd cry myself to sleep, thinking that he didn't love me. I'd wonder what i had done, for him to treat me the way he did.
Everyday, I'd make breakfast for him just in case he was home in the morning, then go to school. But when I'd get home, the food would still be there.
Untouched . . .
Everynight, I'd check his room to say goodnight, or see if he was there.
He never was . . .
i was a wreck for about a month. Paul was all the family I had left. And he was being torn away from me. Slowly. Painlfully.
Before i said anything to my freinds, before they knew anything, we'd sit down and talk. Normal right? Yeah. But Clover likes to talk about her experiences at home. Most of them the times she's goofing off with her brother. Like a funny moment with her brother and the T.V remote.
I'd feel envy, and sadness. I'd remember that there used to be funny times with Paul and me. Where he'd have a spark in his eyes when he'd laughed at me, or laughed along with me. But now I see hatred. At the begaining i thought it was directed at someone else. But after a few weeks, i started thinking, it was directed at me. I'd sit in my room at night, just thinking back at what I'd done. What did I do?
When I would go out to get food, since I didn't have enough for real groceries, I'd come across Paul and the others. My heart would clench with hurt whe I would see them. He seemed happy with them. Free.
I lost my appatite that first night. Then it happened again. He still looked happy and free, but that time he'd saw me. And right when he laid eyes on me, his face was complete stone. A mask. I had to try my best to sob right there in the middle of the street.
I noticed that night. I noticed that I had been holding him back. Holding him back to go on with his life. When our pearents were still alive, I'd cry and ask him to stay with me. He would cancel his plans with his friends and comfort me. Because with the problem with our parents, I felt alone. I only had Paul. Just him. I kept him away from his friends. His life.
After that I stopped bugging him. I'd keep my distance away from him, and watch in the distance when I'd see him have fun with his friends. Smiling. I used to make him smile. But i feel like all I do now is just make him more mad.
After a while, everyone knew. I'd go to school and get pity looks. They'd always ask if i was okay. But I'd shrug them off. They would say they were sorry. But that didn't help either. It was nice they said sorry, but I hated it at the same time, it just made me feel so vulnerable. But beside the looks of pity, they also looked at me skeptically; thinking that i was going to turn out like him.
After a while i put my own mask on. I let people see that it didn't bother me much anymore. That it already happened, and I just let it slide. But inside, it was sticking. It would be on my mind time to time and time again. But it just made me vulnerable. Of course I didn't show it.
I was just about to wipe a tear away, but Seth beat me to it. He cupped my face in his hands, and looked me right in the eye. Then I remebered Seth. He'd saw me crying here on the beach, and walked up to comfort me. He saw me a couple times at school, that's how he knew who I was. Eventually I told him the details of everything. I felt that no matter if he would just ignore me the next day, he was there to listen that day.
"Kay, you could tell me anything." I just looked at him. Just stood there. Every emotion i had felt, everything memory I had, had, were floding inside of me, and no matter how thick the wall, I couldn't help it anymore. My wall collapsed.
I dropped into Seth. His arms tightly around me, trying to hold me together. But nothing could stop the storm of emotions. I didn't think that I was probably staining his shirt with my tears. I just cried. And cried. And cried . . . and cired. i heard myself murmuring something.
I think it sounded something like, "I miss him, I miss him," . . .
He probably knew who I was talking about anyway. I let my wall crash and burn, right in front of Seth. I let him see what was trulying packed up inside of me. I let him see the emotions that were overloading me. I let the happen, 'casue i knew that I could trust him. . . Right?
Paul POV
We'd just gotten off of patrol. And we all decided that we wanted to go t the beach, since no one would be there. Kids were at school, and others . . . well they don't come at this time. Well that's what we all thought, before today anyway. We just got to the beach, when we saw two figures up ahead. A male and female.
I recognized the female's voice. She sounded so broken. So down and depressed. I flinched, knowing that I must have been the one to cause that. That was my fault. She kept on repeating the words, over and over. It felt like someone was squeezing my heart, and stabbed it with a knife.
Everynight when she would think I wasn't home. I was. Well the nights Sam would let me stay off of patrol. And I would hear her crying in her room, until she would fall asleep. My room was right next to hers, and I couldn't sleep in there anymore, so I started sleeping in the livingroom.
I then recognized the male voice also. He was saying soothing words to her.
"I miss him. I miss him so much. What happened?" Pain. Hurt . . . and loss were dripping in her words. The pack was standing silently next to me. Everyone of them, concentrating on what was going on right now. They knew who the two people were already. They all had sympathetic looks in their eyes. Even Sam. Sam. He has no right!
I snarled right at him, taking a step closer. "This is all your fault. She wouldn't be like this if you would just let me tell her!" My narling never ceased to stop. The others flinched at my tone, but Sam stood tall and hard as stone. An animalistic look crossed his eye as he spoke back.
"But didn't you also say that you didn't want to tell her either? That she shouldn't be sucked into this stupid world? You said it. I just backed you up." His voice was firm and powerful. I looked down, knowing he was right. I had not wanted to tell her. She would just be sucked in. She shouldn't know anything, beacuase if she did, and something happened to us being exsposed she would be part of whatever the people did to us.
"But I wouldn't have said that, if I knew that she would react this way!" Sam took a step towards me. We were now nose and nose.
"Well, Meraz, you should have thought of that." This wan't Sam. He normally didn't act this way. Like an asswhole. The animalistic gleam in his eyes were still there. The pack looked surprised also. With a growl Sam spoke again, "Now I'm going home. Paul, Jacob, you two have second patrol." So that means when the kids are out of School. "Embry, you and me, fisrt patrol. Meet ya in ten." Then he was off.
Everyone stood frozen, but then we remebered Kay, and Seth. We spun around to see if they had heard anything, but they were gone.
Is that good?
Kay POV
'What did he mean! What was the whole secret thing about? This is so frustrating! What world were they talking about?' A bold up peice of paper hit me straight on the side of my heard. I turned in the directiong where it had came from, and I saw Seth just sitting there looking innocent. But he had that glint in his eye. Yep it was from him. Making sure that the teacher wasn't looking, I un folded the paper.
'You need to stop thinking so much.' We'd seen Paul at the beach, and seeing that that wasn't making me any better, he brought me back to school. He had his arm around me the whole time. I'd quickly recovered, and fixed myself, before going to look for Lorry, or Clover. Not finding them, we went to class.
When we got back, everyone seemed spooked. Like on edge. But no one was talking. I just decided to ask Lorry or Clover.
We were five minutes into the class when Seth threw the paper at me.
'Why should I listen to you?' I threw back. He teasingly rolled his eyes at me.
'Cause, I'm smarter then you. Obviously. :P' It was my turn to roll my eyes, while he tried to stiffle a chuckle.
'Oh and who needed a tutor in Algebra?' When he saw this, he just stuck his tongue out at me. I had a smile on my face, as i began to pay attention to class.
After school, Lorry, Seth and i started walking torwards the beach. I was secretly hopping Paul wasn't there though. I was walking between Seth and Lorry, So if someone saw us; it would look like the samll medium large thing going on. At the thought of this, I couldn't help out a chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Lorry spoke up. Givving me a funny look.
"Nuin." She rolled her eyes, but had a small smile on her face. I, in return, just stuck my tongue out at her. Haha, which she returned back at me. And it kpet on goning on just like that. Well, until there was a chuckle next to us.
"You guys look weird doing that." Lorry and I both looked at each other, and stuck our tongues out at him like five year olds. Seth just laughed, his eyes gleaming as he did so. I like that word. Gleaming. Oh, and also frech fries from In N Out Burger. . . random.
We just passed by Seth's house, when the door was vilently opened. I felt bad for the door. Because you know who touched it? Sam. Wait what was Sam doing at the Clearwater's? After the whole Leah thing, I would have thought that he would never step foot on there land. I hated what he did. He doesn't deserve someone so nice like Emily. But why would Emily do that to Leah?
We stood there stunned, looking at Sam, who was looking at Seth.
"Seth, your parents need to talk to you." huh. Wonder what that's about . . .
Seth gave me a tight hug, making my thoughts flash to what happened on the beach. I quickly shook that away, as he kissed my forehead. Leaving a warm tingling sensation.
"I'll call you." He said.
"Kay." I replied, purposely sounding like a five year old. He laughed before waving to Lorry, and hesitantly moving around Sam, to the front door.
"Lorry." I said as we continued to walk to the beach, "what happened at lunch." At the mention of that, all the color on her face was completely erased.
OMG, school's starting in like two weeks! I'm going to be the new kid. My first time! I don't like that idea!
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