Disclaimer: don't own Twilight. Yeah it sucks but at least I get to own Lexie and a few others like Eden
As Jared grabbed my right hand Paul grabbed my left and they both dragged me away from the scene. Jared looking pissed off, while Paul looked indifferent. I scowled as Jareds hot hand left mine. He was shaking really bad as he started to yell. To say I was shocked would be an under-statement; Jared never ever got this mad. I looked at Paul to see his shocked face. Jared stopped yelling and held his head "I don't feel so good" he said before he ran out the door. Me and Paul looked at each other and then at the door. We did that about 3 times before a girl who I know as Kimberly Cromwell. "you ok?" she asked me as she kneeled next to me. "yeah my cheek stings but im good" I answered her. She smiled at me and patted my knee. Paul walked through the door calling over his shoulder that he would find Jared. Kimberly gave me a question look. I just shook my head and walked away.
_At home_
I walked through the front door with Pauls arm slung over my shoulder. "DADDY IM HOME!" I yelled and Paul laughed. I shot him a look and he shut up. My mother came down the stairs and raised her eye brows at us. I giggled and my dad come out of the kitchen. I fake growled at him and he laughed. When I was little I used to love the stories that dad, Billy black, Old Quill, and Harry Clearwater used to tell me. So their nickname for me was "wolf-girl" and I loved it. My dad said "whats up kido?" Paul was the one to answer "um, well you know how you told us to come to you if any of us start shaking really bad?" "mhm" came my dads answer. Then it clicked for both of them, my moms eyes grow wide and the picture album she held fell to the wooden floor with a big thud. My dad raced to the kitchen as if his life depended on it. My mom asked "J-Ja-Jared?" I nodded my head not understanding why they seemed worried. My dad then came back from the kitchen with his hands rubbing his temple. "Jared is sick, he's going to stay at one of my friends house" he said. Paul looked at me with worry in his eyes. Paul cared for Jared and me like siblings and we the same. Paul's father left him when he was 5 leaving him to clean up after his always now drunk mom. Paul loves her but he cant deal with it. I gave him a weak smile and said "you better go home and see if your moms ok" he nodded his head then kissed my forehead before walking out the door shutting it softly. I looked up at my dad and he was looking through some books on the counter. While my mother was going through soaps on t.v. I sighed and sat down next to her.