Do not own Twilight.

I'm changing this to EmbryXMiela, k?

Miela p.o.v

What isn't explained is why after a very short burst of speed, I hid behind a tree. I didn't want Embry to see my scars close up. What would he think? Ugh, the shame was already pouring over me. Fucking Peter. I feel a headache coming on. I walked the distance back to my house. In bare feet, that's really hard! I ignored my Mom, who was already asleep on the couch, and went up to shower. Some first day back. As I breathed in the smell of Pomegranite and Lavender, I wondered what Peter would possibly want with me. So many others were at our old reservation. Ugh, this was so not worth the migraine!

As I washed my eyeliner off in front of the foggy mirror, I wondered how I'd be able to face them throughout the whole Summer. I don't want to just stay holed up in my house, plus, knowing them, they'd bust in anyway. Then whenever I'd see them, it'd be super akward, and they'd never shut up with the questions! I need a foot- " Miela?" Embry's voice asked from behind the door.

" Embry, not now!" Damn Embry, following me to my house.... probably didn't even knock!

" Miela, let me in!" Embry yelled as he tried to freaking rip the door off the hinges.

" Dude, I'm naked, go away!" His knocking still went on as I brushed through my hair, spraying little drops of water all over the mirror. Oh, here comes the part where I get my bruise! The door finally buckled, swinging open and slamming into my arm. I was about to smack him when I noticed the way he was staring at me: like he was possessed or high or something. Oh, drool? Come on Embry! As mad as I was, I couldn't move. I felt like his gaze shackled my wet feet to the tile floor. My heart felt like it was being tugged on, and like Embry was the one pulling it. Warning: what happens next only happens in movies and my life. Your results WILL vary. Embry stepped the 2 steps it took to cross the distance between my room to where I was and kissed me. That's all it took: One kiss and I cuddled myself into his warm, muscley torso. I don't know what was wrong with me: my heart was beating so fast and I felt overheated.

Was I scared? Excited? I don't know. But despite all of the shit that happened in the 7 hours since I've been home, this was the one thing that felt right. It may have been right, but I was never scared in my entire life as I was at that point. For example: I'm naked! Another example, I have no clothes on! Embry is seeing me partially naked! Unfortunately, that's what made me push away.

" Miela," Embry grabbed my chin," don't."

" Embry," I tried to speak in between lip pecks he was giving me, " I'm naked. And my mom is downstairs, and...."

" Miela, don't tell me no...please don't, you have no idea how much I've wanted to do this, so please.............just a few more minutes?" I heard the front door open downstairs, and I knew it was the pack. As much as I was going to let him continue kissing me, I couldn't. They would come upstairs eventually, and I need no other drama. I've had enough for at least 4 months in the least 7 hours.

" Embry, go meet the guys, I still have to get dressed...." Embry, sad look cemented on his face, nodded, turned around, and went out of my room. Sighing, I pulled on a clean bra and tank top. I wasn't sure what was going to happen down there, so, I at least knew how much sleep I would get. Which, of course, was none.

3 minutes later,

I walked down the steps to find half of the pack in my living room, my Mother being one of the few absent. Embry watched me carefully as I walked down the steps, probably worried I would fall, while Quil, Paul and Jared were sound asleep on either the floor, or slumped over at my mother's bar counter. I kept my eyes down as I slumped into a beanbag chair opposite of where Embry was sitting, I didn't want to make eye contact with him, because I'd knew he'd want to talk about the bathroom incident, but I couldn't. There were 3 other guys in the room, and the others would come in any minute. While I was thinking this, I heard Embry do something he's never done: whine like a doggy.

" No, Embry." I whispered. He whined again and got off the couch. " Embry, sit back down!" I whispered again. I told him to go away, but I want him to come closer: is there such a thing as a two-way Imprint? I got up just as he got 2 feet away from my beanbag, and walked into the kitchen, looking for chocolate cake, anything to calm me down. Too much in too little time! Embry followed, of course, and never moved more than 5 inches from my body.

" Miela, about the bathroom............ well, you already know about Imprinting, so there's not much to say except for........... you're my Imprint, I guess." Embry's hand hesitantly went up as I turned around to face him, where it landed on my shoulder lightly.

" Embry, good Lord, you have such bad timing. Don't you know I was running away from this? That's what Peter came after me for!" Embry shook his head no.

" He came after you because he thinks he Imprinted on you, he didn't really though."

" And how do you know?"

" He didn't do this." Embry touched my chin with his fingers and brought my face up to kiss me gently once again.

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