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Jake and Embry walked in yelling for food, I just kept looking at my plate. I was trying not to look at her. So I pretended I didn't hear her come in.

I felt her watching me and I couldn't resist, so I looked up. God she was beautiful...oh shit oh shit insult her quickly before everyone notices I'm staring.

"Sup leech lover!" I said with this grin.

She looked at me with an expression I couldn't identify, then she said.

"Up yours cujo!"

PAUL POV PART II

CHAPTER FIVE

Deviant Little Fantasies...

Paul

Everyone started laughing. To be honest, I had to do all I could to stop myself from laughing right along with them. Cujo, where the hell does she find this stuff?

Quil, who was sitting next to me, laughed so hard he fell off his chair. He just kept on laughing though.

I tried giving her a dark, menacing look and I even growled at her. I didn't want anyone to know that just being around this girl has turned me into the world's greatest pussy.

"Are you growling at me?" She asked.

Uh oh. Apparently growling at her is a big no no. Fuck, she looks pissed.

"Because you really shouldn't do that in public or you should at least wear a dog collar when you do. That way you won't end up in a pound like the mingy mongrel you are."

What the fuck! She did not just say that. I was fully prepared to rip her a new one when her phone started ringing. The ring tone was that song by the village people. YMCA I think the song is called.

"AAWW hell!" She groaned. Whoever it was calling her she clearly didn't wanna talk to them.

She answered the phone. "Edward," she said in a cold voice. Damn she was pissed at the bloodsucker. I swear to God I wanted to do a happy dance.

Me, and every other wolf in the room, used our super hearing to listen in on her phone conversation with the leech.

"Bella, love, thank God you're alright. What did I tell you about visiting those dogs?" The leech said. A growl erupted from my -and every other wolf in the room- mouths.

"What did I tell you about insulting my friends? I figured since you ignore everything I say to you I should take a page out of your book and ignore everything you say to me too. Irritating isn't it?" She smirked. She isn't afraid of him, which means he doesn't hurt her.

"Fine, I will stop insulting that little pack of rabid dogs you choose to call friends. Will you come home now, where you belong?"

That motherfucker! Next time I see his sparkly ass, I'm gonna show him how hard it is to walk without a spine.

"We can try having sex if you want to," the leech said, in a cocky tone of voice. I froze. What the fuck did he mean by that? Isn't she fucking the leech already or is he talking about something else?

I looked at Bella, she was blushing but I could see she was getting angry. She took a deep breath and started talking.

"Edward! First off all, how can you say you'll stop insulting my friends while you're still insulting them in the same sentence? Second of all, I am home. I'm sorry but I feel more at home with the pack then I do at your house these days and you have no one to blame for that but yourself."

Ah, my heart wanted to explode when she told him she was already home, when she said she felt more at home with the pack then with those fucking leeches.

I could see that my brothers liked hearing her say that to.

"And third off all, Edward, there is no point in me coming there so we can "try" to have sex. I say this with all the love I possess you are either frigid, or you're gay. You need to figure out which one it is, so we can either continue our relationship with the help of a sex therapist or end this relationship so you can go and be happy with a man! Now... I advise you to think about it for some time before you call me back." She hung up on him.

Oh my God. She did not just say that! Fucking hell! She just cut off the leeches balls and handed them to him wrapped in pink wrapping paper with a pink bow on top!

This shit was freaking hilarious, she just called her boyfriend gay.

She turned around and watched us warily.

"What?" She asked, "He totally deserved it, for trying to embarrass me in front of you guys. Asshole."

I just kept looking at her like she was the most amazing thing I have ever seen. And in that moment she was. Fuck a duck! It is thoughts like that that get you in to trouble Meraz. Get a fucking grip. Suddenly she and Jake started laughing. A couple of seconds later everyone else joined in.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! I would have given everything to see the expression on that bloodsucker's face. That shit was priceless!" Quil yelled.

"Yeah seriously, Bells. Remind me never to get on your bad side," Jared laughed.

Her phone beeped indicating she just received a text message.

She read it and had the tenderest smile on her face.

God, I hope the text is not from the bloodsucker. Whoever it was that send her that text she obviously loved them.

"What is it Bells? Tell me it's not the leech is it because if it is he's just a glutton for punishment," Jake said.

"No its Emmet," she said and started reading the text.

Bella,

We all heard the conversation you had with Edward and baby sis let me tell you now if it was possible to die from laughter we would totally be dead... again.

Seriously you should have seen his face. It's like he woke up in a big pile of shit.

It was off the map funny. When you accused him of being frigid he didn't like it but when you said he might be gay I think he was actually experiencing physical pain. Serves him right, you're the hottest piece off ass he's come across in a century and he wants to worship you from a distance. Fucking pussy.

Emmett

Emmett, he must be another one of those filthy leeches. God can't she make friends with normal people?

Well, at least he sounds like he has a sense of humour. That's more then I can say about Fuckward.

I imagined her kissing her boyfriend, God it gave me the creeps. I panicked, that's all I can say, I just panicked.

"So, you actually wanna fuck the bloodsucker? Won't that make you a necrophiliac?" I asked her.

She turned her face to me. "Shut the fuck up! I can screw whoever the hell I wanna screw!" She yelled.

Ah, hell no! Why couldn't I just keep my fucking mouth shut? Since I already started shit, I decided to go all in.

I raised my eyebrows. "Well apparently not!" I smirked.

"Mind your own business old yeller, it's not like you're exactly normal!"

"Well at least I have a pulse!" I yelled back.

Everyone was watching us; I knew that this was normal territory for us so I was not worried they'd find out. Wait...what the fuck, find out what? There is nothing to find out! Is there? My mind drifted back to our fight, I can't believe she wanted to fuck the corpse, that shit was fucking disgusting.

"Not having a pulse doesn't mean I'm not gonna fuck him!" She yelled at me.

"No apparently not, you freak!" I yelled back.

"Freak? Freak? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A FREAK YOU OVERGROWN MUTT? I'm not the one who changes into a fucking mutant werewolf the size of a horse!" She screamed.

"Yeah, well I'll take being a mutant freak over fucking a corpse any day of the week," I screamed back.

"Fuck you, Beethoven!" She said.

Fuck me? Hell yeah, my cock was twitching at the thought alone; I wanted to be the one to fuck her.

I wanted her to fuck me.

"You should take your own advice leech lover!" With that last stupid statement I got up and left the house before I could say anything else to embarrass myself further.

I walked outside and took a deep breath of fresh air, trying to calm myself. Fuck! I took off my shorts and phased. I walked into the dark forest. I heard her ask Jake if he could take her home. I watched from the shadows as she got in the car with Jake and drove home.

I phased back and decided to go back inside.

When I walked in everyone stopped talking and looked at me.

"What the hell was that?" Sam asked. I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know."

"Paul dude look at me. Did you imprint on Bella?" He asked me with a calm voice.

My shoulders slumped. "No, at least I don't think so."

"What do you mean? How can you not know?" He asked.

"I don't know alright. I don't know how I feel about her, it's not like I looked her in the eye and suddenly my world shifted. It's different somehow. I hate the fact that she's with that leech. I hate that he gets to touch her. I want her so bad, but look at her Sam, look at how she treats me. There is no love there. If she really was my imprint shouldn't she at least feel some kindness toward me?" I almost yelled. "You saw her, she hates my fucking guts!"

Sam didn't say anything; he just looked at me like he just realized something.

"Paul, I am so focused on the wolf part of our DNA, that sometimes I forget we're not just wolves, we're men too. Maybe that's the answer you're looking for."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"We are so focused on our wolf imprinting and finding his soul mate that we forget the man inside us can fall in love too."

"WHAT? You think the man in me fell in love with Bella Swan?"

"It makes sense if you think about it," he said.

I decided I didn't want it to. Without another word I got up and left.

The next day...

I woke up because some maniac was banging on my front door. I got out of bed and put on my shorts. I stumbled my way to the front door, cursing whoever had the brilliant idea of waking me up at the crack of dawn.

I opened the door with force, deciding there and then I was gonna kill the fucker who just woke me up from this amazing dream I was having about Bella.

"What the fuck! I was sleeping!" I yelled, rubbing my eyes.

I looked at the ass wipe I was going to have to kill and saw it was Bella.

My eyes widened in shock. I felt instant joy. But then I thought about Sam and what he said about my human part loving this girl, this girl was in love with a leech and wouldn't give me a chance even if I begged for it. I got angry.

"What the fuck do you want, leech lover? If you're here to apologise don't bother. I don't take apologies from necrophiliac leech lovers!" I sneered.

"Apologise? Me? Why you motherfu-" She started saying. But for some unknown reason she stopped.

She looked me and smiled. Yeah you heard me she actually smiled.

I gave her a shocked look.

"Are you...smiling at me?" I asked with an incredulous expression on my face.

"Yeah, I guess I am," she said smiling even more.

"Well stop it! It's creeping me out!" I said feeling uncomfortable.

Fuck! Why is she smiling? Did she find out how I feel about her? Is she here to gloat?

And seriously what the fuck was up with that smile? It unnerved the hell out of me!

Her smile grew wider. What the hell was wrong with her? Maybe she has gas. You know, like babies do. My little cousin smiles a lot, her mom says it's because she has gas. So maybe that's Bella's problem too.

She smiled again. She looked so beautiful, almost like an angel. I wanted to go to her and touch her all over; I wanted to make sure her body was drenched with my scent. That way the bloodsucker, and any other leech out there, would know she was mine.

I shook my head, trying to clear it of the image of my mouth sucking on her nipples. Focus! I thought to myself. "What the fuck are you doing here anyway?" I asked.

She looked like she wanted to run as far away from me as she could. Pfft as if I would let her.

"Can I come in?" She asked with her smile still in place.

"No! Now what the fuck do you want?" I asked.

Thank God she ignored my rudeness and walked past me.

"Fine, fine! Come on in, whatever. Just... loose the creepy grin will you, you're really starting to freak the hell out of me," I grumbled, trying not to show how happy I was to have her in my home.

She stopped giving me that breath taking smile. Thank God, another one of those smiles and I would have bent her over the kitchen table and fucked her brains out.

"So?" I asked.

"So what?" She retorted. Was she freaking kidding me?

"So... what the hell do you want?"

"Ooh yeah umm right...urm... Paul, I wanna ask you something."

After a couple seconds of silence I decided to say something. "Well?"

"Well what?"

What the hell was wrong with her? Maybe it wasn't gas, maybe she was high. How else could I explain the creepy smiles, she almost never smiles, defiantly not at me. And she's being nice to me too. Oh yeah, she's definitely on something and I'm gonna kill the guy who sold her that crap.

"Well, what the hell do you wanna ask me? What is wrong with you? Are on something?" I asked her in an angry voice.

"Yeah...urm... right...I wanted to ask you-wait. Am I on something? What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"I don't know! You tell me. I'm clearly not the one doing drugs, you are! Like being a leech lover isn't bad enough, you have to mess with drugs now? That stuff can kill you, you know! But I guess it doesn't matter for you since you wanna become Mrs Leech!" I yelled.

She smiled at me again. That's it! She's definitely doing drugs.

"Paul, why would you think I was doing drugs?" She asked in a creepy ass "nice" voice.

"Well I don't know! Maybe because you haven't stopped smiling since you got here. You haven't said one bad word to me, you haven't insulted me and you're actually being nice. What the fuck is wrong with you? And why the fuck are you here?"

She took a deep breath. She looked at me like she wanted to hit me. Oh yeah, its drugs alright. Mood swings, violent tendencies.

"Paul, listen to me! I am not doing drugs, OK? I just came here because I need your help with something. So, would you please just let me talk to you?" She asked clearly exasperated.

"Mmmmkay...I guess?" I said uncertainly. I wasn't sure what I should do. If she was doing drugs it was gonna be major intervention time. Maybe that's what she wants to talk to me about. I decided to give her a chance to tell me herself first. I gestured for her to continue.

"So...urm... you heard that conversation yesterday right...the one I had with Edward?"

I nodded. Hell yeah I heard that conversation. It was one of the highlights of my life!

"Yeah... and... uhm," she stuttered.

"Would you just spit it out already, you're giving me a fucking headache!" I said while rubbing my head.

She glared at me and started talking. "OK, it's like this... I want to have sex with Edward bu-"

"WOW WOW WOW!" I interrupted. "I don't wanna know about your deviant little sex fantasies! I'd like my food to stay in my stomach, thank you very much!" I said while rubbing my stomach with a queasy look on my face.

To be honest I did want to hear about her deviant little sex fantasies, very much so. But I wanted to be the leading man in her fantasies, not Edward fucking Cullen

I looked at her only to see she was obviously pissed. "You listen to me Paul Meraz, you're gonna let me finish a sentence otherwise I'm gonna torture your very existence by telling you -in detail- every sex fantasy I have ever had about Edward Cullen!" She yelled.

God, I didn't wanna hear that! Was the woman trying to kill me? She was looking at me with an evil little smirk on her face.

"OK fine! Just say whatever you wanna say. Whatever the hell it is that has you in my house at this God awful hour, just spit it the fuck out already and then get the hell out of here!" I yelled.

"Fine you asshole, I want... no, I need to get laid but my boyfriend being the frigid puritan that he is won't touch me. So, I came to because you are the one that is going to make sure I'm get motherfucking laid. You got that?"

I looked at her. What did she just say? Am I daydreaming again? I just kept looking at my hot gorgeous woman, the woman who basically just asked me to fuck her senseless.

Fuck! I think I just creamed my pants!

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