Sorry for taking long.

Too much got in the way.

Ive been thinking,

When I finish up this story,

Ill probably start posting up the chapters

For the sequel to 'Why, How Could You.'

This chapter is longer, Im trying to cram everything

Together, so I could finish it faster.

Well here's the next chapter, hope you like it. :)

-gaby

Chapter 11

Liz's POV.

My heart stopped.

He was there, on the other side of the window.

Seeing him again was like a breath of fresh air, and a slap in the face at the same time.

'He's here.' Was all my brain could manage to think.

Paul looked like he was in trance, like he couldn't believe he was seeing me. I was probably the same. I was so mad, and so happy at the same time. I couldn't stand it. He hasn't changed, he's alive. I unconsciously got up, the pull in my chest taking me towards him. I snapped out of my daze when I felt a cold hand on my arm. "Liz, you don't have to talk to him, I could tell him to-"

"No I have to." I said, pleading him to understand. He nodded.

"We're going to leave, give you some time alone. Call if you need anything." He sighed and walked away. I looked to where Paul was still standing, seeing an elderly woman beside him. I slowly walked out of the restaurant. Paul kept staring at me, as if it was his first time seeing me.

"Paul," I whispered. His expression changed, looking like I slapped him. He gasped.

"Liz?" he asked. I just stared, praying to god to give me the strength to not cry and run to him, and kiss him. "You- You're alive?" he asked, the way his eyes looked so hopeful, my heart ached. I took a deep breath. 'He left you, remember?' a voice inside me said. I tried calming down, I desperately wanted to hug him, and hit him all at the same time.

"You must be Elizabeth." The elderly woman said. I tried smiling, and nodded not trusting my voice. "Im Esperanza, nice to meet you" she said with a wide smile, I nodded to let her know I felt the same way. "Ill be going now," she said to no one in particular. I looked back at Paul, who looked like he was trying to wake himself up. I glared. I want to smack the shit out of him and kiss him all at the same time. Ugh, why did this have to be happening now. 'You wanted it to, remember?' the same voice in my head. I wish there was some sort of off button to shut the voice up…even if it was right.

"Liz I-" I held my hand up to stop him.

"Not here," I said to him in the coldest voice I could. He flinched when he noticed the tone. I started walking toward the forest. Going deeper in, knowing he was right on my heels, I started thinking of what was about to happen. Why was he here? Did he know I was here? What did he mean when he asked if I was still alive? These questions, I knew, were about to be answered. I stopped in the middle of a clearing. It looked so beautiful, the moon shining down, creating a sort of mystical vibe to the place. I turned around to see Paul. He looked like a hurt puppy. I refrained from wrapping my arms around him.

"Sit." I said, pointing to a log beside him. He looked at me, and down at my feet. "You should sit, those looked really uncomfortable." He said pointing at my heels.

I quickly kicked them off, and pointed at the log again. He sat down with a sigh.

I stood in front of him, hands on my hips, waiting for him to speak. He just looked at me with calculating eyes, like he was waiting for me to just run away, but hoping I wouldn't. Which I would have done if I was a coward…which I wasn't.

"Talk." I demanded in a cold voice, seeing him flinch again.

"What do you want me to say Liz? I know that whatever I say, won't bring you back to me." He said in a strangled voice, like he was holding back tears. I couldn't deny what he said. He was right.

"You can't start by explaining what you're doing here." I said.

He looked up, also noticing I wasn't denying what he had said. "You want the truth?" he asked. I nodded. "All of it." I said.

"Guilt, hope, determination, and I missed La Push." He said staring at me intensly. "What the hell does that mean?" I asked.

"I wanted to see if I would catch a glimpse of you, at leadt once, from far away. I couldn't live without seeing you once more." He said looking down at the grass beneath his feet.

"And it took you FIFTY years to come back?" I screamed, not able to hold the tears in. They fell, and there was a lot of them. He looked taken aback at the tone of my voice. "What the hell was I supposed to do Liz? I though you had turned into a stupid vampire." He said, getting up and getting closer to me. "What the fuck makes you think im not?" I spat back.

He looked at me, confused. "You don't look or smell like one." He said. "Im part vamp Paul, the venom didn't penetrate my whole heart. But you didn't stick around long enough to realize that." I said, looking him dead in the eye. He looked eyes looked hollow. "It was a mistake," He whispered so low. "I wish I could just turn back time and undo everything, but I now know its too late." He said. I nodded. The look that came across Paul's features, broke my heart to pieces, but at the same time, there wasn't much of my heart left to start with.

Tears started coming out of Pauls eyes, and he did nothing to wipe them away. We stood there for what felt like hours, just staring at each other. I couldn't understand what I was feeling. I wanted him back, all of him, just like before. I would forgive him, try to forget what happened. But a more rational part of me said that was impossible.

"Could we at least stay friends, acquaintances, or whatever you want, just as long as I'm able to see you?" he said, sounding so hopeful, I hated to break his heart even more. I shook my head. "Too much has happened between us." I said. His shoulders slumped. He looked back up, "I just want you to know I'm really sorry, I hope you'll ever forgive me." He said, turning around and started to walk away.

Seeing him walk away, did something to me. I couldn't let him go. As much as I hated him for leaving, I just couldn't let him go. I loved him too much.

I ran, which was faster than expected since I'm half vamp, and stopped in front of him. He looked surprised and took a few steps back. I walked up to him and slapped him. Hard.

"I guess I deserve that," he mumbled quietly.

"I hate you," I started, "But I cant help knowing that I still fucking love you just like I did when I was a teenager." I said. His head snapped up so fast I thought he would break his neck.

"What?" he asked. I reached up and crashed my lips to his. He froze for a second, and then realized what was happening, and leaned into the kiss. The kiss itself was frantic, with pent up emotions. His tongue traced my lip lightly, like he was afraid I would pull back. I quickly grabbed his tongue and started sucking on it, making him groan and pull back. As soon as that happened. It started raining hard.

"Stop Liz, please, before you do something you'll later regret." He said. I just looked at him. I pushed him hard causing him to fall on the muddy ground on hiss ass. I took my dress off, as to not ruin it. Alice would hang me if I did.

I bent down, and ripped his already tented jeans. I noticed he was going commando. I smirked. The less clothes, the better. I leaned down, putting my knees on either side of him. I slowly sat down, and grinding my still clothed hips on his. He groaned loudly, "Liz, I'm serious," he said, panting like he just ran a marathon. I leaned forward, running my nose up his neck, and nibbled on his earlobe. "So am I." I whispered. And I was. I knew what I was about to do, and I was in no way regretting any of it.

He groaned again and sat up, ripping my bra off and latching his mouth onto my right nipple and sucking on it hard. I moaned and arched my back towards him. When I did that, I felt him rip my underwear and plunge his dick deep inside me. We both moaned at the same time. Paul fell back to the ground breathing real hard. I lifted myself and slammed back down, causing Paul to growl. I leaned down and bit on his nipple hard enough to make him moan. I kept my rough pace, then Paul sat up, flipped us so he was on top. He grabbed my arms by my wrists and put them over my head, and kept them there. He started pounding into me, creating moans, groans, grunts and growls from both of us. I felt the feeling below my stomach, knowing I was close. Paul knew also, and he reached between us and pinched my clit, sending me over the edge. I tightened my walls hard around him, making him growl and bite my neck, right before releasing. We were both sweaty and wet from the rain, that who knows when stopped.

He fell on top of me, labored breath and all. He nuzzled his head on my neck, and then slowly rolled over. I whimpered at the loss of him inside of me. He put his arm under my head and around my body, creating a human blanket.

"You sure you still not regretting this?" he asked, sounding like he was afraid of my answer. I took a while to answer, just to see his reaction. He immediately looked at me. I smiled and shook my head. He sighed in relief. "Good." He said, leaning in for a kiss. Just as his lips brushed mine, the damn phone rang.

Nice.

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-gaby