A/N: guardgirl414, Momentarily Infinite, Weasleygrlz07, and Neko-Chan Rose get a cookie! Yum! Here's Chapter Two. Sorry it's been a bit. I managed to hurt my wrist, and that makes typing the chapter extremely SLOW…. LOL ~.~
To answer a question a friend school asked: I didn't write the actual date b/c I felt that if I did it would just drag. I might go back later and write a deleted scene for it.
Also, I forgot to mention her last chapter, but my platonic loverSprinkledwithGoodness gets a whole pie for her continued support even when I temporarily abandon her story… *hug*
Love Remains the Same
I
never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so
far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same
"Kim… I missed school because I became a werewolf."
She laughed. I told her I was a werewolf, and all Kim could do is laugh. "yeah right!" She took one look at my serious face and stopped laughing. "Really, why did you miss school.?" I sighed and walked a few steps away. "Kim, I'm really a werewolf." I turned to her and saw the same flash of anger from ealier. She stared at me long and hard before Standing and beginging to walk away. "Kim!" She continued to walk as her angry words slamned into me like a brick wall. "Just leave me alone Jared!" I felt as though I couldn't breath. This wasn't how this was supposed to work. She was supposed to believe me, love me. She was my imprint, the gravity that held me to earth, and she wanted me to leave her alone. I couldn't even think straight enough to chase after her. I did the only thing I could think of as soon as she was out of sight. I phased. The pain was both more, and less at the same time.
Jared? What's wrong? Sam's voice pruded into my thoughts. He imedietly saw what happened. Jared… he didn't know what else to say, but I heard his thoughts pittying me. I don't want pitty Sam! He sighed and apologized. It wasn't that different when I first told Emily. He was trying to make me feel better, but nothing realy could. Go home, try to get some sleep. Try again, tomarrow, but take it slow, don't try to push it all on her at once again. Sam was right, I couldn't give up. Sam phased back, and suddenly I was alone again. I tried running for a while, but still couldn't get her out of my head. Every rock and tree looked like her. That's when I made up my mind. I stopped in my tracks and turned, running for her house. That night I officialy became a creeper.
Her house was a small yellow house on the oppisite side of town from mine. I looked in the living room first finding her father asleep on the couch. I found her room just as she walked in. it was a light green room,with walls covered in posters for bands and movies I loved too. Kim threw herself onto the bed, and I watched as she sobbed. I had never hated myself more than that moment, knowing that I had caused her that pain. I watched her untill she fell asleep, and only then could I bring myself to finally go home.
She avoided me at school for the rest of the week. Even in class, anytime I tried to talk to her, she ignored me. I had no clue how I was suppsed to fix this if I couldn't even get her to talk to me. In the evenings though I learned so much about her by watching her with her family. She was in all aspects amazing. She helped her brothers with their homework, and played dress-up with her little sister. Kim worked hard to make sure they made the best of their situation. Their house was so full of love, something I had never really gotten at home. Watching her made me long for her even more. She was so beautiful and selfless. It hurt as I remembered the past years that kids had always picked on her because she was always at home, or because her clothes were a little plain. She deserved so much better than what she got.
That Sunday everything changed again. Almost a week after I had imprinted on and talked with Kim. I was running, in human form, as I always did in lei of going to church. I wasn't far from home, when it began to rain. The wind picked up some, and brought her scent to me. I followed it to the edge of the woods and immediately panicked. I could see her once I got in about ten feet though. She was huddled up against the rain sitting on a fallen tree. My breathing began to even, and my body slowly stopped shaking until she screamed. This scream ripped my soul in two. It wasn't a frightened, in trouble scream. It was a "why me?" scream.
"Kim?" I stepped forward cautiously, but she showed no surprise when I spoke. She didn't even look up. "What do you want Jared?" Her voice held none of the coldness that I had been served the past week, only sadness. "I was out for a run, and heard you scream..." I sighed, knowing that my next question had an obvious answer, but that I had to ask it anyway. "Is everything OK?" She finally lifted her face, and I resisted as every muscle in my body told me to hold her. Sam's words ran through my head again. Take it slow; don't try to push it all on her at once. Tears were falling freely down her russet cheeks. "No. nothing is OK anymore." She sounded so extremly desolute and hopless that this time I couldn't resist running to her and wrapping an arm arround her thin shoulders. To my surprise and pleasure, she didn't pull away, but instead leaned against me and contiuned to cry. "Kim?"When she didn't reply I continued to sit and hold her, decideing I would wait untill she was ready.
"Three years ago my Dad was diagnosed with Pancreotic cancer. For months I watched him slowly fade away, but kept on a brave face for my family. I was the one they all turned to since mom was gone. They all looked to me to be the steady rock." She paused, but I said nothing, sensing that right now all she needed was a chance to talk. "Slowly thing began to turn arround. The chemo was working and my dad went into remission. It seems like so long ago now. Just a distant memory, like waking from a nightmare." She burried deeper against me as if trying to burry the memory. "So when he began lossing wieght and growing more tired, I was afraid that something was wrong…I never wanted to be more wrong in my life. But I was right. The cancer's back…" she fell silent and I tightened my grip. "Kim…" "I just worry that this time will be too much. He's already beat death once. What are the odds that he'll beat it again? Then we'll all be seperated. I'm eighteen, but I can't support my siblings… I don't know if I could stand it if my family was ripped apart… not again.""Kim…" I tried again. "You're dad's a strong guy. He wont give up that easily." I ran my hand up and down her back trying to soothe her tears.
"How do you know that?" she whispered. "I just do. You're family sounds really tight, and if your dad's nothing like mine, he'll do anything in his power to keep it that way." We sat silently for a while, Kim still leaning against me as the rain continued to fall. "this seems to be a pattern…" She said after a while. "What?" She lifted her head and smiled sadly at me then kissed my cheeck and stood. "You coming to my rescue in the rain."
Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews and favs! They honestly make my day. I relize that there's some heavy stuff in this chapter, but it hits kinda close to hoime for me. My uncle died of pancreotic cancer after going into remission twice. Kim's feelings are a lot like what I felt the seconde time he was diagnosed. Thanks again! R/R
