Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight
Previously:
We stayed in that position trying to remember how to breathe again. Paul slowly walked to the bed still holding me and gently laid me down without letting me go. We both hadn't said a word yet. I turned my face to him, he was watching me intently. "I love you," I said not breaking our eye contact.
I heard him take a sharp intake of breath, and instantly I worried. Should I not have said it, I know it was way too soon, but it was how I really felt. My worries all melted away when I saw a breathtaking grin mark Paul's face. "I love you too, Bella."
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Elephant Graveyard
Bella
I felt instant relief when I heard him say that he loved me too. It felt like we would be OK somehow. Like maybe together, we'd make it. I placed my head on his chest and started drifting off. I was thinking about our love making. If this was how it was going to be for the rest of our lives. I was going to have one hell of a sex life. I imagined me and Paul together forever, growing old together. Suddenly I remembered a conversation Jake and I had. He was complaining about being a werewolf. He said; not only did it make him a mutant freak that had no control over his own love life, it also made him immortal. I remember it because I became very upset at the fact that my best friend would remain young forever. It made me think back to the Cullen's and how they didn't think I was special enough to be granted the gift of immortal life. I found it Ironic that I craved it more than anything, but didn't have it. And that Jake hated it and didn't want it, but still had it. Life could be so fucking unfair!
That meant that Paul was going to stay this way forever. He wasn't going to grow old. I was, but he would remain the same. I felt panic built inside me suffocating me slowly. I felt like an elephant decided to make my chest its permanent resting place. Paul, who had slowly drifted off to sleep, jolted awake with a start. His eyes scanned the room, I didn't understand what the hell he was doing, and I'm not sure I really cared seeing as how I was going to drop dead in the very nearby future if I didn't start breathing like right about now. But it looked to me like he was looking for a threat. It looked like he was scanning the room for danger. I think he even sniffed the room. But maybe I was just delirious. My lack of oxygen was really starting to become a problem right about now.
Paul turned his alarmed eyes to me. "What's wrong baby?" He asked clearly worried.
I pointed at my chest and put my other hand on my throat trying to make him understand that I couldn't breathe. I started seeing black spots, doing the Macarena in front of my eyes. It looked kind of funny, and I'm sure I would have laughed if I wasn't slowly suffocating to death. Paul understanding the problem looked at me with panicked eyes.
"Bells Baby, look at me. I'm here. Whatever it is that got you so worried we'll fix it together I promise! Just breathe baby, just breathe."
He took my face between his hands.
"Bella I'm here, I love you. You need to do one small thing for me though," he said without losing eye contact. "Just take one small breathe. That's all I'm asking baby. Just look at me and breathe. I'm going to be breathing with you." He took a deep breath. "See? Just like that baby, just... follow my lead."
I looked at him and took a deep breath. It fucking hurt. But at least I wasn't on the verge of passing out anymore. That shit was fucking embarrassing.
I kept breathing and finally Paul calmed himself down enough so he could ask me what the hell happened. "Bella, what's wrong? Why were you panicking?" That question brought everything back to me.
He was never going to die. He was going to leave me the first grey hair I got. I looked at him, anguish filling my features.
"You're immortal." I almost accused.
"Uh...Yeah? I guess you could call it that," he said confused.
I started to cry. "You're going to live forever and I'll be gray and old and yuk, and you'll leave me for a hot little cocktail waitress and live in Vegas," I said in one big breath.
"What? No! What?" He asked confused, angry and I swear I saw some amusement.
"I'm not leaving you. Ever. Why would you think that?" He asked a bit angry.
I snorted. "Yeah you say that now, but what about when I'm forty years old and people start referring to me as your mother?"
He looked at me like I was out of my mind. I gave him a glare, showing him that I didn't like the way he looked at me one bit.
"Bella, please tell me what this is about, exactly?" He asked his eyes pleading with me.
I took a deep breath, it's a good thing I was able to do that again. "Jake said wolves don't age, so that means you'll stay this way forever and I'll grow old and die."
"That's why you were panicking, because you were thinking about growing old?" He asked incredulous.
"Well, yeah...and no. I was panicking because I was growing old, but only because you won't be! I don't mind getting older, I do mind the fact that I'll be doing it alone."
He grumbled something under his breath what sounded suspiciously like a threat against Jake's life.
"Bella, sweetheart I stop aging, that's correct. But you will stop aging too," he said with a smile.
"What?" I yelled. "What do you mean I will stop aging too?" I yelled.
He sighed. "Jake didn't tell you the entire story. I will stop aging, and so will my imprint after I ma- uuhm I mean after I perform a ceremony. So you see you've got nothing to worry about. You are not growing old alone."
I started crying again. "And what if I'm not your imprint, Paul? I know we haven't really talked about this. But what if you imprint on someone else? What will happen then?"
"Bella, I imprinted on you! I know that for sure now!"
I hated myself for doing this to myself. I'm such a stupid fucking bitch for falling in love with Paul. I should have stayed away from him. This will not end well, Edward was right.
"How can you know for sure? What's happened between now and a couple of hours ago, that can make you say those words with absolute certainty?" I yelled.
"Bella baby, please calm down listen to me. Before I answer your question, I need to tell you something. Otherwise Id be like Jake. I need to tell you the complete story. You as my imprint, will be immortal just like me. But on the off Chance that I did imprint on someone else, You wont have to worry. I will not accept the imprint. I wont! I love you! Just as much as Sam loves Emily if not more. That means I wont love my imprint more then I love you. I wouldn't leave you, EVER! And you wouldn't have to worry about the growing old alone part either. I would just stop phasing. What Jake neglected to tell you is; when I stop phasing I start aging again."
I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't loose him? He could stop being immortal for me? Was it wrong for me to ask him to stop phasing?
"Paul, I couldn't do that to you. I couldn't ask you to stop phasing." He laughed. The fucker actually laughed at me.
"Bella please baby, I told you. You don't have to worry about that. First off all I would give up being a wolf in a heartbeat if it meant being with you. And second of all, you asked me what happened between now and a couple of hours ago that made you so sure...well uh this happened," he said reaching over to touch the bite mark on the side of my neck. I brought my own hand to my neck. I forgot to ask him what the hell that had been about. Not that I had minded or anything like that. Hell no! It was one of the hottest things I have ever seen or felt. In fact, just thinking about it got me all wet.
Paul who instantly smelled my desire gave me a smouldering look. "You liked that huh?"
"Oh yeah, maybe a little too much. I was cumming so hard, I was scared I was gonna pass out."
He laughed.
"Well that definitely warrants a repeat performance then. From now on my goals aren't reached until you pass out from an orgasm."
Wow, that was...wow. Hearing him say that tightened my body in places still sensitive from the pounding they had earlier. Fuck this shit was not normal, he just fucked me senseless. It could not be normal that he could get me all hot and bothered by uttering a few words.
Paul smirked when he saw my reaction. "We'll save that for later, first I'll explain the significance of the bite." He took a deep breath.
"I marked you. I know it's usually done with the consent of the one being marked, and I'm sorry. But if you think about it you already gave me your consent by making love to me that first time. I told you then and there that if we made love there would be no going back. You'd be mine in every way," He rambled.
"Wow wow wow. What do you mean marked and why does it sound like a bad thing?" I asked worried.
He gave me a beautiful smile.
"It's not a bad thing. That's how I know you're my imprint. When a wolf makes love to his imprint he feels the urge to mark her. We only feel the urge around our one true mate. We can only mark our imprint."
I fucking couldn't believe it. Did it really mean he imprinted on me? I was afraid to believe it.
"What does it mean, marking?" I asked trying not to get my hopes up.
He held me closer to his body as if he was scared I'd leave otherwise. Fuck this must be bad.
"Ehm well it's like I said earlier when I talked about the ceremony a wolf has to perform so that his imprint can become immortal too. The wolf marks his imprint. In essence the wolf ties his imprint to his own fate. That means from now on when I die you die, and as long as I stay living, you'll live too. If I decide to stop phasing and grow old, you will grow old right alongside with me."
He glanced at me quickly trying to see my reaction. My face gave away nothing. "Is that it? Is that all it does?" I asked.
"Uhm no," He said looking uneasy. "Uhm, you can't get pregnant anymore."
"What?" I yelled jumping up.
He sat up quickly. "No wait, please let me explain. That didn't come out right. Uhm when I said you can't get pregnant anymore I meant by anyone else but me. We can have children together. I can't have children with anyone else but you, and you can't have children with anyone else but me." He said. He bowed his head, like he was waiting for me to explode.
I slowly walked over to him and sat next to him. "What's wrong? Why are you so worried?"
He instantly looked up surprised by the lack of anger in my voice.
"I took away your right to choose. Usually we ask the imprint if we can mark her. I didn't know... I mean it was a surprise. I suddenly felt the urge to mark you, so I did. I didn't try to fight it, I welcomed it. And I'm not sorry. I'm proud and glad I marked you. You are mine! I just... don't want you to be unhappy. With this I mean."
I didn't know what to think. All I could feel was this massive amount of relief. He imprinted on me. I'm his. He will never leave me for someone else. From now on there is no someone else, not for him or for me. I could live forever with the man I love. I could still have children with the man I love. Those thoughts were just running wild through my mind. I was so happy I felt like exploding. It seemed to me like I got my cake and ate it too. I planned to do a lot of cake eating.
Paul still looked at me with a worried expression. "Paul, I love you!" I said with tears in my eyes. The look on my face must have been self explanatory because he grabbed me in the tightest hug ever. Damn! Emmett has got nothing on Paul. "Bella I love you, God I love you!" He said while kissing my neck. His lips reached my mouth and he started kissing me, leaving me yet again breathless. I moaned. Fuck I wanted him again.
I wanted him to fuck me until I passed out. Fuck. I started touching his cock. He hissed. "Oh baby, that's right touch me," he moaned. "Yes just like that." His hands were gently touching my breasts.
"Oh fuck me!" Paul yelled when his cell phone ringed.
I recognised the ring tone instantly. It was Sam's. I found out a couple of weeks ago that me and Emmett weren't the only ones assigning certain ring tones to certain people.
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader
Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader
(follow me)
Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader
Follow the leader, leader, leader, follow the leader
"Fuck I need to get that," Paul said apologetically. I sighed. "Fine. Go. Get!" I said letting him go.
He gave me a quick kiss and grabbed his phone.
"Yeah?" he said when he answered his phone. I snorted. He better not answer his phone that way with me. On the other hand it's a couple of steps up from 'sup leech lover' better to just pick my battles.
"What? No we didn't realize...we lost track of time...yeah...OK...yeah we're on our way...yeah later."
He ended the call." That was Sam, he was asking to meet us it's time to go see your brothers."
"Already? I asked surprised while jumping of the bed.
"Yeah, we're gonna have to postpone getting you unconscious tonight," he smirked. "But no worries isn't it said that 'abstinence makes the heart grow fonder'?"
I grinned. "I think you mean absence."
He wiggled his eyebrows. "Not in our case it isn't."
I smacked him. "Dork, come on we have to get going, my brothers hate waiting, especially Emmett. He has the patience and pretty much every other emotion of a two year old." I smiled.
"I still can't fucking believe I've got vampires as in-laws. Taha Aki must be turning inside his grave. There must be some rule about that somewhere," He muttered.
"What was that?" I asked sharply.
"Oh uuuhm nothing? I was just thinking about meeting your brothers. Can't wait!" He said with fake enthusiasm.
I grinned. "Come on Lassie, let's make you some friends."
Hey guys,
I'm sorry I had to stop here.
But I want the new chapter to begin with meeting Em and Jas at the border,
and then going to the Cullen's house.
I want to know which one of the wolves you want to go to the meeting.
I cant send all of them because Sam wouldn't be a very good alpha if he left La Push unguarded.
So talk to me people, who stays who goes?
Sam Paul Bella are going...obviously, lol.
That leaves; Jared, Jake , Embry, Quil, Leah and Seth.
Please review!