The Twilight Twenty-Five (thetwilight25 dot com)
Prompt: #13
Pen Name: Maddie-the-Muse
Pairing/Character(s): Rachel Black / Paul Lahote (Jacob Black, Billy Black)
Rating: M
Word Count: 326
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That was a lot to swallow all at once. Wolves? Imprinting? Vampires...seriously? Did I slip into a fantasy world on the way back here?
I didn't want to stay in La Push. I haven't really wanted to be here since Mom died. It feels too small; like I'm choking every time I walk out the front door. But I could already feel the pull, deep in my gut; like some parasite attached to my intestine. Making my insides twist at the very idea of walking away from here now; Away from him.
Paul.
Paul Lahote, of all people, was the reason I was considering sticking around the shit hole I had vowed I would never call home again. Dad said I could reject the imprint; just walk away. He said it was entirely up to me. It sure doesn't feel that way.
I didn't really know Paul before I'd moved away, but I'd heard enough to know that he had a reputation. Not a good one either. Leah called him a man whore.
I wished I could talk to Becca about this, but Dad said I wasn't allowed to tell her the whole story, and how was I supposed to explain it to her without it? Love at first sight? Yeah right. She knows me a little better that that.
Some guy that I don't know, sees me once, and falls head over heels for me? That's some crazy storybook shit. Oh, yeah and he turns into a giant vampire hunting wolf, too.
Fuck my life.
"Rach, you okay?" Jacob's voice pulled me from my tangled web of thoughts. He leaned on the door frame of my bedroom.
I stopped pacing, something I hadn't even realized I had been doing, and sat on my old bed. "Not even remotely," I sighed as I drew my legs up under me and pulled the sleeves of Dad's old fishing sweater over my hands.
I wish Mom was here.