Second Chances
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AN: This story is coming to a close soon. I have a few 10-15 chapters more and it will be done. I have too much creativity floating in my mind and I want to dedicate myself to those stories. I thank everyone that added this story to their favorites and me as their favorite author. That makes me so happy. I love everyone and I promise that soon, I will add more lemons, enough to make lemonade!
Lessons
Embry's POV
So, at first, I was thinking how I was going to tell her that I was a werewolf and that I had imprinted on her. I know that many of the girls that are now with some of my pack brothers were a little afraid of the whole imprinting situation. I was too! Its uncommon to hear about destiny actually existing and on top of that finding you a soul mate. I was lucky that my imprint actually liked me. She loved me, but was her love for me as strong as mine for her?
I had many questions and even though, I told her that we needed to talk about what happened earlier, I wasn't prepared. I still remember the look on her face, when she saw me change and charge at her brother. I was angry and if it wasn't for her, I would had skinned that asshole. I had to refrain myself of not hurting her. I was glad when Seth carried her away from me. I would have lost it! I was a danger to her and I hated myself for that.
I should have controlled myself! But destiny has his or her own agenda. In a way, it was better that she found out that way. Now she can understand and accept that I am what I am: A giant cuddly, fury teddy-wolf that kills vampires to keep the people of La Push safe!
It was raining outside and I knew we weren'nt getting anywhere with all the rain. I laid on the floor and pretended to be asleep. I could tell that she was angry at me; she was fuming. I could tell by the stomping of her feet as she walked an paced around the room. She was beyond angry... she was pissed and smoke was practically coming out of her ears. I needed time enough to gather my strength and courage to tell her whatever she wanted to know.
A few hours passed and I actually fell asleep. I had been tired from working so hard, patrolling and I just felt absolutely exhausted. I felt bad that my joke of pretending to be asleep, had actually backed fire... She had been waiting for me to explain what had happened earlier, but I still wasn't ready to tell her.
I loved Madie-baby with all my heart. I had gone through hell and back just to make her love me. I would do anything that she wanted, just to see that beautiful smile on her lips. Life would be monotonous if she wasn't here with me.
"Stupid, stupid wolf!" she shouted, hitting me on the chest. She should know! Great! A broken bone for my queen. "Ouch!" she cried.
So, I was a stupid wolf! That's a new one. I bet that there are going to be more nicknames coming from her. I sat up and stared at her. She was holding on to her hand and wincing in pain. Her eyes were moistened with tears of pain, but she refused to cry.
"Why did you hit me?" he asked, looking around our surroundings. "Why did you hit me, Madison?" I asked again, gazing at her when she didn't answer.
I reached for her, but she shove my hand away. "Leave me alone. Take me home, idiot." she shouted, as her tears fell down her face. "I hate you, stupid wolf!" she sobbed, scooting away from me. Idiot? Stupid Wolf? At least, they aren't as bad as the one Elaine used to have for me.
I glanced at her and felt my heart aching. I didn't like to see her hurt. She'd just gotten out of the hospital a few days ago and now I had hurt her. She looked down at her aching hand and sniveled. "You hurt me!"
I hated those words. Those words out of her lips were like knives, stabbing my heart over and over again. Please, don't say that angel! I love you with all my heart and soul!
"You hurt me! You broke my heart, Embry!" she sobbed. I didn't mean to break her heart. I would kill myself if I ever break her heart! I couldn't! Did she hate me because I was a werewolf? Didn't she love me anymore?
"I didn't…" I trailed off, getting closer to where she was sitting. I took her arm and placed her between my legs. Her back was leaning against my chest and her shoulders were trembling as she cried. She felt so soft and breakable. I never meant to hurt my princess.
"I didn't mean to." I whispered in to her ear. It was never my intention to hurt her!
I took her hand and inspected it. "I didn't meant to, princess." I said, kissing her swollen hand carefully and bringing it to my face.
"Well, you did! Why won't you tell me what you are? I want to know? I can't believe that you won't trust me with your secret. I've told you everything about me. I gave my all to you and I still don't know anything about you! You always avoid telling me stuff that has to do with you. You joke that it's to give you an aura of mystery… well, fuck you! If you don't want to tell me about yourself… then just take me back home and forget about me! I'll forget about you! I'll pull you out of my heart and forget you!" she wept.
"Just take me home Embry." she said, looking down at her hand. How could I tell her that I never meant to hurt her and that the reason I kept my secret was because I was afraid that she would leave me. I couldn't let her walk away from my life. I would miss her!
"I don't want you to forget me. I just don't think it's the right time to talk about it." I said softly, gazing down at her. I needed to have some form of connection to her, I took her hand and kissed it.
I wasn't prepared. I would never be ready for this. I was going to tell her my biggest secret and at the same time, I would probably lose the love of my life.
"If this is not the time, then when will it be the right time, then?" she asked seething, snatching her hand away from me. "You're selfish!"
"Ugh," I growled and stood up. I had to walk, but if I ran away from her, she would think that I wasn't consider of her feelings. I loved her and there was no fucking way in hell that I was going to lose her. "Madison, ugh!" I paused and began pacing around the small room, kicking everything that was in my wake.
"What if you hate me afterwards?" I asked irately. I hated the way my words sounded. I was angry. Damn, was there so much anger inside me! I felt useless and she was begging me to tell her everything. No, she was demanding and I hated how I couldn't deny her anything. I would eventually tell her, but there was this nagging feeling of fear, tugging in my heart.
What if she wasn't ready to accept a freak like me? Would she still love me and care for me? Would she truly accept me? I felt like a fucking girl. I had all this feelings swirling around me and I couldn't... Ugh! I hated this!
After much fucking talking, slamming my fist against the window and debating whether I should tell her, I did! I told her what I was and sort of explained it to her. I didn't have to do a lot of explaining. She had deducted most of it. She knew that Dr. Cullen was a cold one and that made me feel pretty good. She was smart. I also feared that she would not love me again, but she told me that nothing had changed. She was actually excited to know what I was. Kudos, for lil' old me!
But here came the hardest part of it all. I hated to explain this part. I hated not knowing what words I would use to tell her that my love for her is the doing of cosmical or is it mystical magic? Whatever!
"But there is something that I don't understand. Imprinting? Paul imprinted on Rachel, what's that?" she said, mulling over her words.
I sighed and tried to act aloof. "It's complicated." I muttered, kissing her neck and running my hand slowly down her back. "I don't want to tell you right now, Madison."
She huffed and exhaled a long breath. She was mad and I knew why. Madison was straightforward. She hated when she didn't get things. Definitely, she was a hard cookie to crumble.
"We should," I said, leaving a trail of kisses down her collarbone. "We should leave, it's getting dark outside and it stopped raining."
"No," she moaned, running her hand down the back of my neck. "Just tell me." she begged, turning her luscious lips in to a perfect pout.
"You love me, Madie-baby?" I asked, taking her hand in mine and staring down at it. She nodded and continued to pout at me. Her hand was definitely getting bruised. I didn't want to see her suffering. "We should've Sue Clearwater take a look at your hand." I said, kissing her perfect hand.
She looked down at our hands and noticed that my hand had healed already. "You also have super-healing abilities!" she shrieked excitedly, taking my hand with her free hand and staring at the left dried blood. There wasn't a scar anymore. It was strange to have a girl like her be amazed at something that I had gotten used to.
"I do, Madie-baby. I heal fast, but broken bones take a few days to heal. We should've someone take a look at your hand." I said, insisting that we have a professional take a look at her hand.
"Nope. I want you to tell me everything about being a werewolf." she whined annoyed, trying to get off my lap, but I pressed her down against me.
"You aren't leaving my side again." I said, staring down at the hand she placed on my chest. "I'll tell you, but don't leave my arms." I begged. She offered me a bright smile and I had to tell her everything. "I can also run faster than a hundred miles per hours. I have enhanced hearing and vision. I can smell a vampire from a few miles away. I know when you're near me, too." I said, staring at her.
"You do? How's that?" she asked fascinated, smiling at me.
"It's because, I imprinted on you." I mumbled softly, hoping that she would not hear my words.
"Imprinted? Like fucked me and now you're like attached to me?" she asked wryly. Great way of putting it angel!
"Um, no…" I trailed off, straightening my back to add drama to the awkward moment. "It's more like…"
Great! How do you tell the girl that you love, adore and worship, that she is your soul mate and that you will do everything in your power to make her happy, protect her, adore her, fight for her and be anything that she wants you to be, without sounding like a lunatic mother fucker?
"Just say it, Embry Call." she ordered, pushing me away from her.
"It's the way a werewolf finds his soul mate." I said bitterly. I didn't want to push my girl, away from me!
I was prepared for the drama. I was prepared for the waterworks and the crying. I was ready to beg on my knees, to ask her to stay beside me. I didn't care if I lost my manliness in the process of begging and pleading. I couldn't fathom a life without Madison.
If she knew all the things I did for her! I want her to marry me! I got a job after school at a construction company. I wanted to provide for her. I know we were young, but I wanted to be with her. I was thinking of quitting school, because I want I could dedicate more time to work. I want to be her husband, to have her near me. I know it sounds crazy and stupid and even retarded, but I wanted to provide for her. I wanted to be the man that she relied on. I wanted to be everything for her.
"So," she began, turning to face me. "Imprinting is how a werewolf finds his soul mate." she said, more to herself than me. I nodded and placed my arms around her waist. "You... you are mine! You are my soul mate and I am yours?" she muttered confused. "You'll never leave me, right?"
I nodded. What could I say? What if I the incorrect words came out of my lips and I lose her forever? Hell, mother fucking NO! I won't speak! Just nod and frown, that way you look like you're thinking things over.
"So, why are you frowning at me, dummy?" she asked, pinching my cheeks and laughing heartedly. "Don't you want to be my soul mate, Embry Call?"
I gasped and shook my head. "No, it's not that! I do want to be your soul mate. I love you. I do! I swear that I do!" I said, clasping my hands tighter on her waist.
"I know, Embry!" she said nonchalantly, leaning her back against my chest.
"Wow!" she exclaimed, turning her head slightly to look up at me. "If we are destined to be together..." she trailed off, turning her entire body to face me.
"What Madie-baby?" I asked, hoping and crossing my fingers that she hadn't changed her mind about us two.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about that first time that I met you!" she laughed, leaning forward to kiss my lips.
"What about it?" I asked her curiously.
"It was the best fuck I ever had. Too bad you can't live up to it!" she said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around me.
"Fuck? Live up to it?" I asked sounding offended. "Woman, you need to be taught a lesson!" I said, spreading her legs and wrapping them around my waist.
"Then teach me a lesson, Embry!" she chuckled, kissing my lips softly.
I think that I do have to teach her a lesson after all!