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LETTING GO.
Is Never Easy.
Seth/Reader. Embry/Reader.
Chapter Six:
The Beginning Of The End.
Embry POV.
When my eyes met hers, I ceased in existing. I stopped breathing immediately when those sweet full lips wordlessly mouthed my name. It felt like floating. I watched myself from far above the sky, over the clouds. Around me the faint shine of the stars, getting brighter and brighter the closer I came. They were warm, I could feel the heat on my skin. But they were hardly as warm as her. She was there; Standing in the midst of it all, shining like a little sun. A Goddess consumed in light. I couldn't look away, I just couldn't. I was too afraid it would all dissapear, that she would dissapear. I knew if she did I would die. Already now she was more important to me than life itself. I didn't know why and frankly I could care less. She was so beautiful, so unreal it was easy to believe it was albeit a dream. Reality had no meaning to me no more. Not if it meant to wake up, in a cold bed all alone. I wanted her. No. I needed her.
Faintly I recalled Jareds words again; Miki. That's what he called her. Miki. What a beautiful name. She was so perfect, no, she was so much more. It was like the word perfection had been molded after her.
Afrodithe incarnate.
I felt the strings that snapped all around me, the strings that kept me tied to everything that had ever been of importance to me. My friends. My mother. The pack. The walks on the beach. The food I loved so much. The few books I sought to when I needed to be alone. All those small fibble things that I know realized meant nothing at all. Not anymore. It had absolutely no meaning and now it was all just disconnected from me and I saw clearer than I ever had. I wondered just how important it could have been when it was so easy to forget it. Nothing was more important than her. Nothing. And I meant that seriously.
I saw my Mother, my pathetic exuse for a parent. I felt the bruises on my body from everytime she had hit me. Her weak attempts of molding me as she wanted me to be, how she gave up at last in raising me, to soon. Her cries and her screams. Her anguish. It meant nothing.
I saw my two best friends. How they slipped away from me. First Quil and then Jacob. Why? Because of this. But now I understood how stupid I had been. For not wishing this. My destiny, my fate. Now I had it and everything felt so absu-fucking-lutely perfect.
My eyes travelled her body. Her legs were so long, almost never ending. They connected on a pathway leading to the most beautiful belly I had ever seen, a womb that would look so beautiful full and round with my offspring. Her skin was covered by the thin fabric of her snow white shirt. It was sleeveless and I had full view to her long thin arms. She wasn't too thin and not the least chubby. She wasn't as dark skinned as me, but she glowed almost golden in the light. Brighter than jewelry.
Her hair fell in soft falls down over her bare shoulders, it wasn't cource, but not entirely smooth either as it bounced with curls in the ends. I saw her so clearly. Every faint scar from old injuries caused in her childhood probaly, every dark freckle that spotted her else flawless skin. But her face, oh her face. It had a round shape to it, almost heart shaped and her cheekbones where high, but not boney like Leahs. Everything about her looked soft. Her nose was cute and small, her lips, pink and full. So kissable and delicious like cherries. Just like her scent: Wild cherries, spicy but sweet.
My eyes locked with hers, the burgundy colour of her deep pools smoldered with a faint fire, luring me in. I felt as hot as lava and my heart swelled over in pure joy, skipping beats of extacy. I could only see her now, smell her, hear nothing but her. And I wanted her so bad.
Dread filled me as I watched her beautiful features fill with horror and she stumbled backwards til her back hit the door. She grasped with panicky moves for the door nub and I realized where we were. Emilys place. It just came flooding back and it became all to clear to me just what she was trying to do. I couldn't let her. She wasn't allowed to dissapear on me just like that.
I had no control over my body anymore. From the moment I saw her I lost all will to even try and fight. There was no meaning to it when my body only did what I so deeply wished anyways. When Paul had forced me around, forced me to see her, he had taken my decision away from me and I noted myself I would have to thank him later. He was an ass, but the thing he had just given me made it possible for me to forgive him for anything he had ever done.
The door clicked once and allerted me she had found the handle. The action was in vain when I bolted forward in high speed, pressing my hand against the door to prevent her escape. Blocking her off with my huge form. She looked so small and fragile compared to me. So breakable and I noted myself to be careful, I never wanted to hurt her. Ever.
I was too close to her, and I realized when my breath became so ragged it almost hitched, but she wasn't doing better. I could feel her breath on mine. The urge to leap in and capture those sweet lips with mine was almost too hard to resist. She was so alluring and she had absolutely no idea what she was doing to me.
I saw the frightened expression of panic in her eyes and I stumbled backwards, startled. I didn't want to scare her. I heard her gasp and I grapped a nearby chair for support. My legs almost gave in underneath me, but I managed to stay up and focused on taming my racing heartbeat and my panting. It was too overwhelming, too intense and I had just only met her.
I knew I wanted to know everything about her. Where she was from, her full name, her favorite dishes, colours, music band, brand of clothes, perfume, make-up. All sort of things that never made sense to me before now. I needed to know her birthday, birthplace, where she lived now. Where she went to school, what classes she had, which lessons was her favorites. If she had ever travelled and where to. I even found myself wanting to know her shoe size.
I had no idea what went on behind me and I didn't care enough to turn around and look. I only noticed they were there when a low mumble made her look away from me and behind me. I felt fresh anger of that alone, I only wanted her to look at me, but before I could protest or do anything stupid her gaze was back on me. Once again I felt complete.
I found myself ask a very important question; What was she doing in La Push and why was she here? I only recalled bits from earlier when I arrived and heard her from the porch. Who she had been with and the musical sound of her voice when she laughed. Another pang of anger washed trough me, but it had to wait. I saw her silent plea. The silence was so thick and uncomfortable. Well not for me, I liked this, but she obviously didn't. She felt trapped. Immediately I wanted to hug her close and make her feel better, but I was frozen in place.
I had to say something. Anything. But the words that left my lips made me cringe in shame as I stretched out the hand where I still held onto the bakery I had snatched earlier. Grunts of laughter behind me only added fuel to the burning embarrassment I felt flooding my body, but it was too late.
Imprinting apparantly ate my brain cells as well.
". . . Muffin?"
Normal POV.
You stared in disbelief at the man in front of you. Your eyes fell in level with the outstretched hand. Laughter errupted from the two teens behind him, thick, deep, annoying laughter that bellowed trough the room like eccho. You saw the embarrassment that lit up his face, had you been in a different situation you would have found this utterly adoreable. But not now, and taking the Muffin would only mean you would agree with his true intentions, which you didn't. You wanted nothing of this, though you weren't completely sure what was going on you could guess as much yourself.
The way he looked at you, only with a little difference, it was exactly how Sam looked at Emily. That deep devotion, those silent promises and the unmistaken adoration. It was how you wished Seth would look at you. Seth. Not him. Not some stranger who just happened to be one of his friends. Okay, it was Embry, but you had never sociated much with him, just seen him around. You knew very little about him and this really wasn't the right circumstances to want to get to know him either.
You noticed when they moved, it was slow, steady steps as either placed a hand on Embrys broad shoulders. They were just as high as him, though really, Embry seemed to be just a tiny bit smaller. Seths height. It pissed you off, how his eyes never left your form even when Jared spoke. Words firm but not the least helpful at all.
"Gee, what a mess. You just had to - you know - on that person." You knew he was talking about you and his words just confirmed what you had already guessed. Although he had tried to disguise it. Embry had imprinted on you. YOU! Of all girls in the world. You knew what it meant; You were soul mates.
Embry was the man you were suppossed to be with, to spend the rest of your life with. The only man - if you believed the tribe legends - who could ever possible make you truly happy. But why didn't that make you happy? Why did you want to run away and cry out your heart in frustration? Your heart that already fell like breaking. Easy; Embry was not the man you wanted. You wanted Seth.
This was something you had never expected. When Seth had told you about imprinting - after you had forcefully made him - it had been to prepare you for when he would imprint and leave you. You were not supposed to leave HIM! You didn't want to leave him. You hadn't imprinted, of course not, you couldn't. But it wouldn't change a thing even if you had. This was just not how it was supposed to be. Embry wasn't supposed to imprint with you. And even less were you supposed to have warm pleasant chills when he spoke in a voice full of longing and desire. His voice was deeper than Seths by and octav and you felt your stomach coil in response.
"Why not? This feels so right." His eyes was still locked on yours and you saw the deep longing. He was beyond serious to a point where you didn't expect he would even care about the reply. But as Paul spoke this time, words soo plain and sharp they almost cut trough the air, you watched with horror how his jaw flexed and his eyes went wide as he was immediately tense.
"Because, Embry, she is Seths girlfriend. You knew he left two weeks ago to spend his vacation at her place. That is her; Michelle Ryann." You weren't even sure if he had paid attention to the last part, because as soon as Paul had mentioned the girlfriend part, Embry started to shake in trembles as he snarled. A deep dark growl rumbled in his chest that had even you flinch as you pressed yourself closer to the door. He wasn't looking at you anymore, it didn't even look as if he was focusing as he continued to quake in furious trembles. Paul and Jared both backed away with hands rosen up in front of them, almost in defence. Paul who looked a little more collected than Jared who stared at his friend in pure terror.
"Shit." He mumbled as he looked to Paul for options. If Embry phased now, Emilys kitchen would be wrecked. There just wasn't enough space for a huge dark spotted grey wolf. Or any other wolf for that matter. It never seemed to happen though as his trembling ceased, but his muscles still flexed and he remained tense. His eyes were flashing dangerously. Saying the wrong word now would end it all and he really would loose the last trace of his selfcontrol.
"What is going on in here?" Thank god. It was Sam. You let yourself fill from the little relief as you saw the familiar face of the older man. He was their Alpha right? If anyone could calm Embry down it would be him. At least you hoped so.
Both boys; Jared and Paul looked slightly reliefed themself as they moved out of their way, taking the small wooden table with them as they did so, probaly to safe some furniture should it go wrong. And Sam was left with some space as he walked to Embry. He was still not moving, only his chest rose and fell with his shaking breathing and another low snarl came out between his clenched teeth. Sam took in the surroundings, looking from Paul to Jared, to Embry and then you. Your eyes were pleading with him, you wanted to get out and away from this situation immediately. You never asked for it.
Sam nodded once to you and you felt silently grateful.
"Embry, step away from Michelle." He was still standing a few feets from you, but Sam had still noticed it was still too close. You couldn't handle it. Embrys only response was a warning growl and in mock anger he took a step towards you. You gasped in silent wear and once again his eyes locked on yours. You saw the anger of his fury flash in his brown eyes, like fire pooling, licking it's way to the surface and you swallowed hard. It was difficult to keep in mind his rage wasn't meant for you, but you silently prayed Seth wouldn't return anytime soon. Embry would tear him apart and rip off his head; Litterally.
There was another emotion in his eyes, something that had you swallow hard again, this time in guilt. Sadness, he was sad, almost dissapointed and you didn't have to ask why. He wanted you to hold him and tell him you would leave Seth to be with him. But you couldn't do that, you couldn't promise him such a thing when you with all your heart wished for only Seth.
The soft shaking of your head and the tears that now swelled in your eyes - treathening close to fall - told him just what your answer had been. The anguish and pain that took over his form made you almost regret your decision, you had to look away but found that you couldn't. He trembled with another wave of fury as he howled in the painful realization. You didn't want him.
You flinched as your hands moved on their own accord to cover your ears. You couldn't take no more of this. Seeing the despair and pain you had just caused Embry made your tears burst out and run down in hot trails on your burning cheeks. You felt so guilty, so broken, so horrible. You were a horrible person. Embry was suffering because of you and there was nothing you could do - wanted to do - that could help him now. Seth was whom you wanted, the one for you. The only one.
"Easy!" Sams voice was oddly hard and yet soft at the same time. It held a deep timber of authority and you saw Embry flinch in response. Like something in him had to obey.
"Help me get him out of here, Paul. Jared, get Michelle upstairs and call Emily." Jared nodded as he gestured with his hand for you to come to him. You saw Paul get behind Embry as he wasted little time before he grapped him in a tight grip and locked his arms under Embrys. The younger boy growled in protest, but did little else to break free. Sam came to stand before you, a sharp nod of his head indicated you to get out of the way as he reached for the door. You quickly stepped aside and he had the door open in a swift movement, almost soundless. You stood like frozen as Paul dragged Embry towards the door, trailing Sam who was already outsite. As they passed you, Embrys gaze caught yours and your heart wrenched in agony. Albeit gasping as your hand flew up to cover your mouth.
His else so beautiful eyes held so deep an emptiness he was but a shell of his former self. Not the same person you remembered from long ago. The ever smiling Embry, always playful as he betted about anything with anyone. Nothing was left, just empti hurt and despair. His face blank. Empty.
Your legs felt heavy like lead as you slowly with little to no effort made your way towards Jared. he catched you just in time as you fell. You wished he hadn't. You wanted to feel the pain of hidding the hard wooden floors. Not even pain like that could compare to the pain you knew Embry was filled with now. Your heart coiled and wrenched in dismay. You didn't really see anything, but you felt Jared scoop you up in bridal before he grapped the cell phone from the wall and headed with you up the staircase.
Had you just never come here. Had you just never fallen in love with Seth. Then Embry wouldn't suffer now. You knew very little about him, he had always seemed perfectly carefree to you, a goofball to times even. A happy boy who just loved life. You had seen him just the same way as you had always seen Seth, though the lack of socializing prevented you from really seeing him. And you wondered if things had been any different had you known him better. What wouldn't you do to make it dissapear. The suffering, the hurt, the betrayal he now must be feeling. Because of you. Something even you could feel in this moment and you wondered if it really was true. That soul mates felt pain equally? If one suffered the other would suffer as well. Because you did.
You barely registered when Jared shifted you as he kicked a door open. His skin was warm on your own, but everything felt so cold and pointless. How he had managed to find your room was beyond you, even though it was but a room you borrowed while you where here, it still had your scent all over. Ah. Your scent. Seth had explained to you just how dominant and strong your scent were and what exactly it did to him.
Seth. You didn't desurve him. You wanted him, but you were so afraid. Would he even want you after this? Embry was his friend, more than that he was his brother, his pack. They weren't blood related, but it was a powerful bond. You would hate yourself if you were the reason for two friends to break apart. Then it would be better if Seth hated you. Hated you because you made Embry suffer.
You felt Jareds arms dissapear from underneath you as he placed you down on your bed. The softness you knew would be there never came and you felt like laying on a rock, small pepples boring into your skin. So uncomfortable and unpleasant. You didn't even see the wooden ceiling as you stared up at the loft. You felt so drained from energy, like your spirit had left you and you were but a transparant sheet left behind. A nobody.
"I'm gonna call Emily and explain the situation. You should get some sleep, ey?" Jareds voice was but a distant whisper to you as you felt him shift away as he walked towards the doorway. You didn't even have the strenght to reply, your voice broken and you closed your eyes. You weren't really tired, you didn't really feel anything at all. Only emptiness as it swallowed you up and consumed you completely.
Time passed slowly. You could hear Jared speak from outsite of the door, his voice soft and even. He was talking to Emily now, explaining her what had happened and you wished you could see her face. She was probaly out of herself with worry. Or maybe - you hoped - maybe she was mad at you. Furious that you neglected a lifetime of happiness with the man who was but perfect for you. Because she knew how it was, she had tried it. And she had paid the price, the scars now maring her face and upper body. Maybe she would order Jared to kick you out. In the cold and shout at you never to show your face ever again. If it just were so easy.
How and when you had fallen asleep was beyond you, but you woke with a gasp as a hand cupped your cheek. It was small with long slip fingers, a females hand. You opened your eyes expecting to see Emily, but was met with another familiar face. High placed cheekbones in her long thin face, her hair smooth and short as it fell just right down, framing her cheeks, barely touching the chin. Her eyes were soft and kind, but held a hardness to them that only came from experience and heart break. Her lips thinned as you locked gazes.
"Leah." You crooked out in a hoarse whisper, surprised you even could speak in the first place. She shushed you with a finger against your dry lips and you likced them as soon as she moved it away, but you didn't speak.
"Jared told us what happened. When Emily and Quil had picked up Claire they came to visit us at the Hospital, Claire wanted to see Sue." Your eyes widened and horror washed over your weak body. With unknown strenght you jerked upwards and sat up, using your elbows for leverage, panic filling you as you watched her. Almost as if she had heard your silent question she smiled weak as she shook her head.
"No, Seth had no idea. Emily was smart when she decided it was best to keep him in the dark for now. To give your both a chance. I know my brother, he might be the sweetest boy to walk this earth, but the way he talk about you." She heaved a sigh and you wondered just what she held of your relationship with her brother, but she was still smiling softly as she continued.
"He loves you so much, Miki. As little violent as he is, he would take Embry head on. And that would be one nasty fight. Each would go for the kill." You started to shudder and new tears filled your eyes by the mention alone. The last thing you needed right now was to picture it, because you knew she was right. Leahs gaze was full of sympathy and you knew perfectly well if anyone knew exactly how he felt; Her brother. It would be her. Just like Emily could relate to you, having been the third part too, and Sam to Embry. You hoped he was with him now. He probaly was, trying to calm him, talk with him. Seth had explained how they all knew exactly how Sam had felt when it all happened. From the first time he phased til he met Emily.
It was like the same story all over again, just with a twist, and you almost waited for the claws that would mare your body in eternality with scars. Just only this time they would take your life away, the guilt and the pain. Death. What an easy escape, you didn't even desurve that.
"I don't wish for my brother to go trough the same as I did. This time there is a choice Miki." You knew what she meant. Sam had had no choice when he imprinted on Emily, it was absolute and he couldn't change it. Couldn't choose Leah, no matter how much he had loved her before, how much he might still love her. It was never as much as what he felt for Emily.
But this situation, this twist, was completely reversed. You could choose Seth if you wanted to. Embry had imprinted with you, but if you choose Seth, not even he could change it. There was nothing he could do. This choice was yours. And yours alone. Yet you couldn't help but feel so hopeless. When he had needed you to, you didn't go to him, you denied him yourself, denied him the love he so desperately wanted, denied him his choice. It had been a voiceless request, but you had declined it even if he had asked you with words.
You broke his heart within seconds. Would he even have the strenght to fight Seth if it came so far? God forbid it, but you couldn't predict it. If he knew it was already a useless battle, one he couldn't win even if he won? That you never would be his even if he killed Seth. No! Never! You couldn't allow yourself to even think about it. Not your Seth, anyone but your Seth. You wished Embry no harm either, you just couldn't love him under these circumstances, under any circumstances. It really was a hopeless situation.
"Leah. . . What do I do?" You gave a weak attempt to speak clear and loud, but your voice broke and came out barely above a whisper. The female had heard you however and watched you burry your face in your hands as you shook with sobs.
You felt her shift her weight on the bed as she glided up to your form and pulled you into her in a light embrace. Her hug soon became tighter and you tried to make yourself be consumed in her heat. You noticed just how hot Leah was - just as hot as Seth and the rest of the pack - temperature wise. Before you could ask she answered your unspoken question, shocking you to your core.
"Did you know I phased too when the bloodsuckers appeared? Around the same time as my brother actually. Imagine what state I was in when I found myself trapped in a huge wolfs body." You didn't wonder much about how she knew you knew about the phasing as you figured Seth could have told you, or that she just guessed you already knew. Leah had a hang for finding things like this out before anyone else could even consider it. You were far too concerned about her words.
Seth had told you it was only the male members of the Quileute tribe that went trough the transformation, as the wolf responded stronger to the male DNA. Men just had more stamina than women and their instincts were closer to the wolfs. So how? She answered all your unspoken questions almost as if she could read your mind.
"Everyone was surprised. Father expecially as that was when he got a heart attack. I killed my own father when I phased in front of him." She spoke the last words with a hiss of disgust. Disgust towards herself and your breathing stopped. Harry Clearwater got a heart attack because of Leah? But . . . You couldn't see how that was Leahs fault and you felt like you needed to tell her. She beat you to it.
"I know it's not my fault really. I never asked for it. But you know. When I thought it couldn't get worse I learned about the mind thing. Suddenly a lot of male voices invaded my mind as pictures flooded inside like waves of the ocean. It was overwhelming and I felt sick. The voices all spoke at the same time, the pictures mixing together like blended and I couldn't focus. It didn't stop til he spoke. The instant I heard Sams voice in my head I knew everything. I knew why he dissapeared for two weeks. I knew why he had been so changed. I knew why he left me for Emily. I knew it wasn't his fault and I cursed it all. The imprint, the phasing. I hated it just as much as I hated myself. For thinking so badly about him and about her. It didn't better the situation when new pictures flooded my mind in a wave of old memories making their way to the surface inside my head, inside their heads. They saw it all, felt everything I felt. And I was once again reminded of just why I had loved him so much. Why I still loved him so much."
You felt so bad for her, felt like a sham, horrible as you was for ever leaving her when she had needed you so bad, needed your support in the worst time of her life. And yet she was here with you, trying to support you. You had no right to ask for her help, no right to seek comfort in her kind presence and you tried to shrink away, disgusted by yourself. She shook her head with a mocking laugh as she watched the emotions wash over you just as she crushed you tighter against her, still shaking her head.
"Everyday he saw it. The pain I felt all the time, right there far too visible in my head. Everyone in the pack could see it, feel it. They all knew how much I loved and longed for him. Once a part of the pack you are also a part of each other. You smell what they smell, you see what they see, feel what they feel. It can be good in the right situations, but rest of the time it's hell. How could I hate Emily when I saw her trough Sams eyes? How perfect she was for him, how perfect he was for her."
You could swear you saw the tears glimmer in Leahs eyes for a second before she closed them and rested her forhead against yours. When she opened them all the misty eyed was gone.
"I can't tell you what to do Miki. The only one who can make your decisions for you are you. It's your life, no one can tell you what is right or wrong, only you. I can only show you what else options you have got. In the end, even if you don't choose Seth, he will forgive you. You're just not meant to be, not matter how right it feels. it is but a fleeting illusion. It hurts now, but if you let him, Embry will-" Unable to take it anymore you cut her off with a hand pressed to her mouth. Her expression was still the same as she carefully watched your face.
"I know. . . But I love Seth. Right now he is all I want. I . . ." You took a moment to inhale deeply before you exhaled in a gruff and tried to steady yourself as you withdrew you hand from Leah. She didn't respond, she probaly already knew you weren't finished and you were grateful that Leah possessed the personality she got. She was very patient, though you knew she also possessed hell of a temper.
"I need to talk with him before I decide anything. Just like I need to. . . to. . . I . . Oh, god." Your voice broke again and new tears ran down the old path left by already dried out salty water. You felt her carress your back, stroking your hair in the procss as she finished our sentence for you. Making you swallow hard and bite your lower lip.
"You need to talk with Embry first. You feel awful don't you? When Emily rejected Sam she felt his pain too. Stupid soul mate stuff, eh?" She shot you a grin and you returned it with a weak smile of your own as you silently agreed.
Stupid soul mate stuff.
Seth POV.
Curse Leah. Curse her stupid request. Curse this stupid Hospital and their stupid procedures. The only thing pleasant about this place was Claires cheerful laughter as Quil made funny faces. Emily and Sue chatted lively as Emily sat beside the bed in a chair from the other site of the room. Carlisle had found the reason for Sues condition; Bug bite. And a nasty one. The fault was the weather. It was a particular moist summer this year and it had been many years since it had last been like this. The weather created just about the perfect clima for this foreign mosquito looking bug that had probaly arrived in the country with either wares or a storm. They had a bad storm in spring, could have been from there.
So this bug had infected his mother and caused her condition, it wasn't exactly life treathening, but for someone with a weak condition, one like Sue, it needed immediate treatment. At least it was cureable - he wondered if there was a disease Carlisle couldn't cure - and Sue would be fine enough to go home in a couple of days. Great news. Really. There was just one problem; He wanted to get the fuck out of here as fast as possible.
One; He had already fullfilled his purpose of coming here in the first place, he even helped the damned nurse with the laundry, from over 34 rooms!
Two; Hospital food tasted like shit. And last but most importantly there was number Three; He needed to be with Michelle. That phonecall[1] Emily recieved earlier had just been too suspicious. He wanted to know who had called and why.
Something happened, he just knew it. He wasn't the paranoid type, but he had a sixth sense if that's what you wanted to call it. And that said sense told him something had happened; Something bad. If Miki was in some sort of trouble, or if any of the boys had just looked at her the wrong way he would - he would leave the least to the imagination. But he would probaly freak, he already felt it coming, consume him. Worry.
He groaned in his silent suffer as he stared out of the window at the same boring altan and the same boring flower ornaments. Sues bed was by the window, she had said Carlisle tried to make her feel as comfortable as possible. Good for her. Pfft. He wasn't a good son, not right now at least. As soon as he had learned his mother would be fine and seen how fine she already was, he had just wanted to bolt out of the room and sprint back. How polite.
Leah was going to hit him if she found out. Pfft, Leah. She had it good, at least she wasn't rotting up in this shitty place with people who obviously didn't need him around. He had never liked Hospitals, not the least. Good thing he never had to come here, as nice as Carlisle was and as much as he liked him, he preferred visiting in the Cullen Residence. Beside, the Vampire stench was better than how the medicaments smell. Yuk.
He sighed as he ran his hand down over his face in desperation. Time passed too slowly. It always passed wrong in the wrong situations. When you were in a hurry, like he was, it either went too fast or expecially slow. fast when you were already late for something, and slow when you just needed to be somewhere very fast. Just like he did right now. How he needed to be with Miki.
He tried to remember what he had heard from the conversation. Emily hadn't said much herself before she handed the phone to Leah and acted like it had been nothing. What had he said? Suspicious right? Expecially because she had mentioned your name, that had caught his attention in the first place. And Leah. She just had to up and leave the room so he couldn't eavesdrop.
She had only returned to give Emily her cell phone back and announced her leaving. What. The. Hell? He rose immediately, wanting to come, but she banned him to stay. Curse Leah. Again.
He heard the roaring from her old cars engine as she pulled up into the parking lot. Oh fuck, finally! He was by the window immediately as he watched her get out of the car. She looked as calm and collected as always. Leah and her damn poker face. He felt just a little more than dissapointed when he didn't see Michelle with her, but forgot it when his eyes caught hers. She stopped in tracks and they just returned gazes until she montioned for him to join her in the lot. The others, beside Claire who asked where "Sethy" was going, didn't question as he opened the altan door and got out on the white stone plate. he leapt over the realing and landed gracefully a few feets down, watching Leah as she stood like frozen in place, watching him as he ran to her, only stopping when he was right in front. His heartbeat was a little hard to control and he looked at her expectingly, still worried. If anything had happened to Miki-
"Don't look at me like that. Michelle is fine." For a moment there he forgot who she was. Leah, his sister who knew him in and out and didn't need wolf genes to read his mind. He felt how the relief filled him and exhaled the breath he didn't realize he had been keeping in. Okay, so Miki was fine, but then what? What had all this been about?
"You will find out in time. For now I have to ask you to stay with me." His eyes narrowed suspiciously as he became annoyed once again, but Leah merely shrugged and shook her head. Speaking again just like if she had picked the questions right out of his mind. Well as long as it worked.
"It's nothing Seth, really. I'll take you back as soon as Miki calls, or you will see her at the Bon fire. She needs a little time for herself. Just a minor depression which you can't help her with. I'm hungry! Let's go eat at a Café or something, been long since we had some serious bonding time anyways, hm?" The suspicion was back, big time. Bonding time, whathefuck, Leah? He wanted to protest and demand some answers right there and now, but she grapped his arm and hauled him towards the car.
"Later."
Embry POV.
You have no idea how much it hurted. He felt like his chest had been cut open with a slow and sly rusty knife until his heart was ripped out in pieces, leaving a giant hole in its place that grew and grew until it swallowed him up completely. Pulling him into a chamber of torture and pain. Suffer. It finally happened. He found her. His Goddess from paradise, his other half, the perfection of the Afrodithe incarnate she was. But she rejected him, she didn't want him. She wanted him. Seth, that punk. Just thinking his name made his jaw flex and he growled with pure hatred. Deep and dark.
It was so unfair. He never asked for anything. Had he complained when his mother dragged him away from his childhood home as she made them move down to the rez? No. Had he complained when he suddenly turned into a huge gray wolf unable to keep your thoughts a secret? No. Had he complained when he learned that one of his best friends could possible be his half brother, because one of their fathers, married men, probaly had knocked up his mother? No. Had he complained when they all imprinted and had less time for him and he had to do most of the perimeter and hardly got any sleep no more? No. Or did he ever complain when his mother got too drunk for her own good and started to beat him with an old broom stick and other objects inside her reach? No. He hadn't. He never complained, not about this stuff. Only about silly things, things that didn't leave scars on his soul.
He hated pity, and selfpity most of all was the worst. He had done nothing wrong to desurve this. He had never wanted to imprint in the first place. He always found it ridiculous and mind controlling, how your will is taken from you and your whole life depends on her and what she does. Insanity. But now that it had happened to him, he wanted it more than anything. More than he had ever wanted anything in his entire life. More than he wanted that book from the bookstore in Forks about frogs, more than he wanted to kiss that other girl he had met at a night out with the boys, more than he wanted to kill that deer when he hadn't eaten in Three days. He needed her and hell, he wouldn't give up without a fight. No matter how useless it looked, he would make her see it too. And Seth should better pray he wouldn't cross his path ever again.
He should know better, Seth that is. He knew the power of the imprint, Embry even knew Seth had wished to feel it for himself, to meet his soul mate. And yet he dared to take a woman that wasn't his to take. Embrys woman. It wasn't fair. . . Maybe he wasn't really that fair himself. How could Seth had known his first girlfriend would be made for Embry? No one could have predicted that. Or yes, one could. Fuck that stupid Cullen bitch and how she couldn't see them. She should have foreseen this and then. . . And then what? Who was he kidding? God, he had lost it, now he just radomly blamed everyone else.
Even if Alice Cullen had predicted this he would just had done everything in his might to avoid ever meeting Michelle. He would even stop hanging around Seth and it would probaly kill him in the end. He would have to run away, see the world. Be a coward with his tail between his legs. It didn't matter, it was too late anyways.
He was glad that he was alone now. Most of all he just wanted to phase and run free, to feel the wind in his fur and the dirt under his paws. To clear his mind and hunt, enload some pent up frustrations, kill a few does, taste their blood in his mouth. But Collin and Brady was still running. Quil would get here soon and he'd have to run the perimeter with him. Damn, he didn't want to let anyone see his mind, not now. It would trouble Quil to no end if he knew how awful Embry felt. He didn't need anyone to hate Miki, it wasn't her fault. Even if it was, he just couldn't get himself to think so, how could it ever be her fault? No, he would just have to get this all under control before he had to phase and join Quil on their duty.
Alwhile his Michelle was at the Bon fire with that asshole. He growled with fury. Noooo! This was exactly what he tried to avoid. He had to find some way to clear his mind before he seriously lost it. he barely felt like himself anymore, it was like Embry Call had just gone; POOF!
Good thing Paul and Sam left him alone a while ago. They had taken him home but he ran away before his mother could even register he had been there. Now he was in the woods. The beautiful scenery and homey smells did little to help him calm though. He had already destroyed a dusin of threes. Or more, who was counting? No wonder she didn't want him, he couldn't even control his temper. He groaned with exasperation as he glided down against a tree til he sat on the ground, leaning against the same tree, one he hadn't demolished. Yet. He just wnated it to dissapear. All of it. He wanted to stop graving her so much. Her flawless body, her beautiful face, the deep soul-lit pits of her burgundy eyes. Her scent. The strong smell of wild cherries, spicy and yet so sweet. he could still smell it, how it intoxiated his senses. -Snap-
. . . Wait. -Crack- Shit.
She was here.
Normal POV.
You made your way down the sandy road. Pepples rolled out of your way as you occasionally hit them, walking with almost dragging your feet over the dirt. They still felt like lead and you weren't really looking forward to reach your destination. You saw the only store in La-Push, the traditional painted red and white walls greeted your vision. It was old fashioned and the once black roof was dark grey, de-coloured by the strong sun that shone hotly once in a while. Your eyes travelled to the hill leading up and you knew you were close.
You had decided you wanted to talk with Embry first. First of all because you were afraid how Seth would react when he found out and what he would do. And Embry, well. You wanted so badly to make him feel better. Though there was a risk you would probaly just make it even worse. You couldn't give him what he wanted. Not yet. Leah had told you anything she knew about him. And she made you promise you would give him a chance.
She had told you how he lead his life, how he was raised without a father and learned he was half Quileute. That his mother was alcoholic and violent. How brave he always pretended to be, when his life had been living hell. Though hardly; He never pretended really. he just never forgot how to live and cheerish the small joys life gave him. Knowing all that it was hard to decide. You pitied him and you knew it was wrong. You weren't going to make your decision on had to hide it, pity was the last thing he needed right now. Even though it was beyond you to give him what he really needed, it was worth a try.
So Leah had told you where you could find him. You came over the small hill and finally saw his house. it was the only house on the location Leah had explained that fitted the description. The birds were mocking you with their cheerful chirping and you wanted to haul rocks at them. You hesistated as you walked across the porch to the wooden torn door. His place had seen better day, it was trashed and some parts fell apart. The foul smell of old garbage and rotten meat was toxic in your notrills, it made you feel sick. For a moment you wished he wasn't here, so you could get out as fast as possible.
You raised a shaking hand to knock on the door. One time. Waiting. No response. Just as you rose your hand, hesitantly this time, the door flung open and you stumbled backwards startled. A woman in an old dirty black bathrope stared at you. The sickening stench of alcohol that came from the inside paralyzed your senses and you flinched, wanting to cover your nose, but you noted mentally that would be inpolite. So this was Embrys Mom. Her eyes were narrowed and cold, you saw no other emotion than annoyance in her black pools. Such empty eyes. You started to understand why he was barely home, you doubted those eyes could ever show love.
Her eyes traveled your form, up and down your body like an elevator and you were thinking she would spit on you in just a moment. She didn't, however, as she opened her mouth and the smell got even badder.
"What do you want?" You flinched again by her deep un-feminine voice. She was trough and trough completely unpleasant. You hesitantly told her your business and asked for Embry, by the mention of his name she snorted you right in your face and turned her back to you. Almost barking out that she hadn't seen that bastard all day and doubted she would. Complaining about her sore exuse of a son. You felt anger towards the woman form in the pit of your stomach, but settled to bite your lips before you trew out insults at her.
You were just about to ask her if she had an idea where he might be when she closed the door in your face. With the action your temper snapped and you stomped off the porch, highly dissapointed and now very furious. You stopped once a few feets away and inhaled and exhaled deeply. You still remembered how to find your way around La-Push, but the place was still too big to search all over. And even if you did it wasn't certain that you would find him. He could be anywhere. You felt like giving up already and head back, but then you saw it. The small dirty pathway trough the woods just beside his house. The chance he went that way was little, but you knew if you followed it all the way it would lead you down to first beach. And there would be people - preparing for tonight - who you could ask.
Determined that'd be what you'd do, since it was better than giving up you made your way trough the branches. You walked for a good amount of time, not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery or the nice smells. Little light made it's way trough the tree tops, the the amount that did lit up the leafs, bathing them in golden light. It was really a sight to behold, you just felt nothing when watching it. It wasn't til you met the first broken tree that your attention finally spiked. The trunk was split in half and your heart skipped a beat. Not far away was another, and another. There were countless of trees all broken in various ways, some still standing but deeply wounded as the bark was torn and the tree would probaly die. Embry. Your heart skipped faster. There was no claw marks of animal bites, so he had demolished them in human form.
New guilt filled you, he could be hurt too. God you would never forgive yourself if anything had happened to him, it was worse enough that he was hurting emotionally. You realized you were running when you almost tripped over a root stinking out of the ground, the branches slapped you in the face and the adrenaline pumped trough your veins, but you didn't care. You wanted to find him, and fast. You came to an errupt halt as you froze on the spot, panting as you chest heaved up and down violently.
There he was. He was lounched up against a tree, his face covered in both his hands as his arms rested on his knees. His legs pulled up against his chest and he sat there completely motionless. You took a step, a few dry branches snapped and cracked underneath your feet. You knew immediately when he had heard you. His body tensed and his head snapped up. He was still sitting there, so he didn't feel treathened, he probaly knew it was you from before you realized. His eyes locked on yours and for a moment you saw the confusion flash until pain took it over. It made you flinch and your shoulders stumpled. You took a deep breath and forced yourself to be courageous, it was now or never.
"Embry?" You watched him flinch just like you had when you spoke his name. You spoke in a soft tone, not wanting to alert him and have him run on you. Hesitantly you took a step forwards and saw his muscle flex, he was ready to jump and run anytime now. You felt yourself take another step, faster and you wanted to just run to him and hold him there.
"D-don't go." You mentally slapped yourself for sounding so weak, you even stuttered, but it worked as he deflexed and became less tense. His expressions was vary and you knew he probaly didn't trust you. You had to remind yourself why you were here. You couldn't give him what he wanted, but you hadn't decided yet. You needed to tell him there was still hope, but then again you hated yourself for putting it like that. Still hope. Great. So you would get his hopes up and then in the end crush his heart even worse when you end up picking Seth anyways? How horrible could you be? Jesus!
You had to be careful and choose your words wisely. Watching him like that, how his presence pulled you in and you yearned to feel his arms around you, his lips on your skin. Oh god. You had to clear your mind. You nearly panicked when he rose from the ground, not bothering to even sweep the dirt off as he turned in the opposite direction. Briefly you were albeit certain he would dash and dissapear. In fear of rejection you gasped and launched yourself forward, to stop him. You weren't close to enough to reach him and for a moment you just fell. Your chest collided with something hard and instantly you were consumed by a heat you had never felt before. It wasn't like when Seth hugged you, or Leah, or the heat any of the other boys radiated. His heat went right trough your bones and started a fire that licked its way from the core of your body and out, swallowing you in bliss.
His arms wound around you as you both stumbled to the ground. When your wide eyes met his, your breath hitched as you realized just how close his face was to yours. There was no pain, no anguish, no anger and no despair to spot in his flawless chocolate pools, but they were filled with so many other emotions it was hard decipering them all. You managed to pick out only a few. Like fear, sadness, surprise, desire, but mainly love. The emotion that took you by surprise was the one burning strongest, lust. You felt lightheaded and the sound of your own heart beat drummed in your ears.
The position you were in became all too clear to you, you were practically sprawled on top of him, his hands securely holding your waistline at each site and you could feel his bare skin against yours. You were like frozen in place with absolutely no idea what to do. The words were caught in your throat and your lips moved without sound. His eyes fell to your mouth and you saw the hunger flash in them. You swallowed hard and your breathing became ragged.
You could feel it, with every ounce in you just how perfect his body fitted yours. How easily he molded against you as if he had been made for that purpose only. There almost weren't a place you didn't touch, you were like two pieces of a broken cookie meant to be. Not even with Seth had you ever felt so complete, and he was only touching you. Your heart ached and your stomach curled in response.
"What do you want Miki?" His voice was soft only with a dark egde laced with lust, the tune that made you shiver and nearly moan as the hot chills so pleasantly ran down your spine. Only his voice, but it dragged so strong emotions forth from you.
His eyes were still on your lips, he looked dazed, but concentrated. Like he was fighting against the urge to close the gap and kiss you. All coherent thoughts were replaced with pictures and fantasies of just how good his lips would feel against yours. Startled you flushed in embarrassment as you pushed the thoughts to the back of your mind, forcing yourself to think up a good response.
"I needed to see you." You almost moaned when he shifted, his legs stroked yours and your felt his groin move against yours. Causing a delicious friction pool between your legs. You knew he shivered, just as hopeless himself with lust from having you so close and then you just had to say those words. Needed him. You tried to correct yourself inside your heard. The right thing to say would have been; I needed to talk with you, but you couldn't take it back now and you realized you didn't want to either. Feeling nervous, but better than you should feel you nibbled at your bottom lip.
You really needed to get this over with, if it continued in this fashion you'd beg for him to soon. You already felt like goo in his hands, it was crazy. Only Seth should be able to make you feel this way, yet Embry, with little to no effort had you completely surrender in matter of seconds. The thought of Seth pulled you back on track, he was the reason you were here after all. You loved him. You knew Embry saw no fairness in you being with Seth since he was the one who had imprinted with you. But there was little you could do. You knew you could come to love Embry, easily. You already wanted to kiss him and hold him, soothe him and tell him you'd never leave him. But you were only human, you wanted desperately to please them both. To promise Embry a fair chance, but Seth already had a head start, a vital one.
You wondered briefly what Embry would do or say if he found out Seth had already invaded in you in more than one way. He lost his virginity to you and though he had been unexperienced, he'd been able to touch you in ways no boy had ever been able to reach. Could Embry do the same? He already dragged you in like a magnetic wave surrounded him and you were the south and he was the north, attraction you to a point of being unseperately. You felt yourself drown in the complimacy, wasn't there an easy way somewhere? Only when he spoke again you surfaced again and saw the hidden hope in his eyes.
"You needed to see me?" The softness and burning desire startled you. That man was desperate for you to love him, but not desperate enough to trow away his dignity, he was a proud fellow, and you didn't wanted him to trow anything away for you. Frankly you didn't think you were worth it, regardless what he would tell you. Your eyes locked again, your face flushed as you nodded.
"Yes. B. . . Because we need to talk. . . Uhm, about. . . You and me and-" In a swift movement he flipped you over and had you pinned down on the ground, his hands tight on your wrists. You wanted to protest, but he surprised you as he ended you sentence for you.
"And Seth." It wasn't a question, but a simple statement and his face hardened when you nodded again.
"No, Miki. We're not." Pure confusion washed ove ryou and your arched your brows down towards your nose, struggling to get his hands to loosen their grip, but he only tightened it and you flinched in the sudden pain. he was so strong, his anger preventing him from being careful, though you knew he would never truly hurt you. But you didn't understand what he meant, but he continued and at his words you eyes narrowed immediately as you hissed dangerously at him. He didn't even flinch.
"It's easy; You're mine." You spitted at him, not hitting as he moved his face away easily and you kicked your legs wildly, hoping to cause him some sort of pain, but he didn't bugde an inch as he kept to in place. He was sitting on his knees but pressed some weigh down on you to keep you at bay. God you wanted to slap him, yell at him and curse him for being so fucking stubborn, the hell you were his!
"I am not! As little as I am Seths! It's my life and I can choose whatever path I decide. You get that mister!" That seemed to push him to the egde and he snarled at you, making you flinch back. Mad at him that he had you trapped and you couldn't escape. You knew he was getting pissed now, but dammit, so were you! And to think you pitied him! Ha! He didn't even desurve your attention, but his response had you wince in guilt, making you feel very, very small out of a sudden.
"Then what are you doing here! Guilt! Pity! Please. Or weren't you satisfied with my pain! Want to swirl the dagger around you already pierced trough my heart! Pin me up so I can watch you run off with fucking Seth! Fine. Just say the words Miki!" An odd wave of agony washed over him, his words sounded so weak though he yelled at this point, the hurt and pain was so obvious as it driplet off him. More guilt consumed you and you averted your eyes instantly. You couldn't face him. Partly he was right. You did pity him, you did feel guilty. But that wasn't why you were here! Or was it?
You didn't know anymore, you felt so completely hopeless, so horrible. A lice pinched between two nails. No matter which boy you would choose, in the end one of them would suffer unendlessly. Because of you. Seth was your boyfriend and the most obvious choice, you loved him with all your black heart, but you weren't meant to be. You could live a happy life, in the end it was nothing but an illusion though. Embry was you soul mate, only he could make you truly happy, if you'd let him.
There was a third option, it seemed completely hopeless; You could choose neither and leave. Break the contact and four years friendship with Seth, strap Embry from his chance to get to know you, for you to get to know him. It would make you suffer too, but with time you could only hope the wounds would heal and you would probaly marry a third part and have some kids. Maybe a banker, not rich but not poor. It would kill you.
"No. Of course not." You spoke barely above a whisper, you words so weak you weren't even sure you spoke the truth. Your uncertanity was so obvious you weren't surprised when he snorted above you, one of his hands leaving your wrist - the other one grapping both and pulled your hands above your head, still keeping you trapped - as he pulled your chin up, forcing you to lock your eyes with his. He was pissed and the annoyance that filled him made tears swell up in your eyes.
"Then what Miki?" Can you tell me honestly you don't want Seth more than me?" When he spoke his name you saw his jaw flex and he albeit growled it out. It was your fault and it was only fair he blamed you.
"No." That snapped his temper and you gasped when you flew trough the air til your back made impact against a tree trunk. Embry was there immediately as he pressed you roughly up against the rough bark, trembling as growls rolled off his tounge, a deep rumble in his chest. You couldn't help the tears anymore as they spilled over and you bit back a sob. It wasn't the pain in your back that hurted, it was how you had failed making him feel better, you just kept making it all worse. You didn't need to see it to know it, you could feel it. For a while neither of you said a word, your eyes were averted again and you felt the sobs lump in your troath as you refused to let him hear it. His trembling never ceased and you knew he fought desperately with his self control. With a snapping sound you hit the ground as he had released you, the fury that consumed him made him look blurry and your eyes widened in horror at the scene.
"I'm going to kill him." That was his last words before Embry was gone. He was still standing there, but he wasn't the man you knew anymore. A gigantic wolf tore trough his skin, shredding his beige coloured three-quarter shorts as his huge paws duginto the ground, the fur on his back stood straight in fury. He snarled trough bared teeths, his sharp fangs made you shiver as his lips was pulled over his muzzle. He was grey with black spots on his back. This was the first time you saw how they really looked in their other form. Seth had never showed you and you silently cursed the fear that washed over you. You had been so unprepared, the trembling should have warned you, but you didn't realize just how furious he really was before it felt like it was too late.
He is going to kill him. The thought was like a knife piercing trough your heart and you flinched. No! I can't allow it! There was no time to think anymore, all you could do was act. You got to your feets faster than you had expected, he was still trembling though he had long transformed, it was the most frightening sight you had seen in a long time. It beat every single scary movie you had ever seen. Pure horror. You trew yourself at him, surprised he didn't move even as you trew your arms around his thick neck.
Emily was in the back of your mind, you knew what had happened to her. You didn't know the details, of why she was even there and what had pissed Sam off that he went to such lenghts. But if that were you destiny, to end up like Emily, then so it be. You knew it had settled things between them, than in the end she gave herself to him because of that. You doubted this would even be close, you just wanted him to stop. You expected him to trow you off, instead he lowered his head and your grip slipped as he slid you off easily.
"No!" You yelled as you grapped his tail when he jumped towards the other direction, he froze in track immediately and you cried in horror. Suddenly realizing it wasn't in fear of Seth. You weren't afraid Embry would kill him, you were afriad that Seth would kill Embry. As bizarre as it might sound, it was the truth and your heart raced like horses competing to be the fastest. He turned his mighty head to look at you, his ears were flat against his skull and he snarled, but when he saw your eyes, the soundless tears that rolled down your swollen cheeks, he read the emotion in them and seemed to understand. The fluffy ears perked as his eyes widened in shock. In a flash the wolf was gone and Embry scooped you into his arms. He was naked, but it didn't matter anymore. His warm lips crashed against yours and your arms flew around his neck as you without hesitation returned the desperate kiss with just as much desperation.
Embry.
Embry POV.
I saw it. In her eyes. I was beyond pissed when she tried to stop be. The fury that consumed me was tearing me apart and before I knew it I had phased. it just happened, like on instinct, that easy had it been. Immediately I knew Collin and Brady were in my mind, by their gasps I knew they had seen my thoughts. It was all i could think about, how fucking much I just wanted to kill him. I wouldn't stop til his blood filled my mouth and his limp was seperated from his body.
What the hell man? Collin had stopped on his perimeter, he wasn't as far from where I stood, but he wouldn't get here in time anyways, besides I would just remove everyone that dared to get in my way. I knew when Brady de-phased as he dissapeared, I hadn't heard if they had talked, but I knew he would probaly allert Sam. From Collin and him he had been the closests to Emilys house. I didn't care. It would be too late, no one could stop me now.
She flung herself at me, in her desperation to stop me from killing her beloved. New anger pooled trough me and I ignored Collins words as he uselessly tried to calm me down. Even trying to imitate the timber of the Alphas voice, failing miserably. I would have snorted if I hadn't been too far away. Blinded with rage, but I couldn't get myself to hurt her, it was bad enough I had trown her off so roughly before. But if I hadn't done it I would have clawed her like Emily was, I couldn't risk that.
I tried to be careful when I ducked my head and hoped she'd just fall off, butshe was holding on tighter than i thought. With a swift nod of my head I slipped her off and jumped to get away, but she grapped my tail. I felt a snarl rise in my throat and I bared my fangs as I turned my head to snear at her, but her expression stopped me. Her eyes weren't full of horror of fear, but sadness. Of course she was afraid, but only because of me. Not because of me. She was afraid for me- that I would get hurt. I didn't know how I knew it, but right then and their her soul was screaming for me not to leave her. She would do anything, I just couldn't leave her now. My breath hitched and I stared at her in shock, eyes perking and barely heard Collins questions in my head.
What the fuck Embry, did you imprint? - Why are you mad at Seth? - Holy shit, his girlfriend? - She's kinda cute - You can't kill him! - What now? - Huh? You made her cry! -
Jab jab jab, it went on like that. With pause, but I really couldn't care about that. All I could care about was what Michelles eyes told me. She had to love me, she just had to. Again my body did the thinking for me as I phased back, silently grateful to be free of Collins annoying blabbing and just as her knees gave in I caught her. I had destroyed my shorts when I phased and the shreds were spread all over the ground. It meant nothing, all I could think about was her and I crushed her body against mine. My hand wavered into her hair and I fell her wrap her arms around my neck as I crushed my lips against hers, kissing her with desperation and my heart skipped a beat when she returned it just as desperate.
Finally.
My body burned in needs, not sexual needs. Emotional needs. I needed to unite our souls, each a half of the other. Only with her I was truly complete and I knew she had to feel it too. It was so powerful, my lips molded with hers as I rolled my tounge over the sweet swells, only to nearly moan in anticipation as she granted me entress and I darted my tounge in to explore her sweet mouth. We belonged together. Her and me. Forever. It was the path that had been decided for us and nothing, I'll repeat myself; Nothing, was allowed to get in the way. At the very least Seth. I swore I really would kill him if he tried to take her away from me. I finally had her. I finally had the chance to make her feel just what she did to me. After this there was no way she could go back to Seth and not long for me like I longed for her.
But should she decide for him, I would let her go. I knew they would break up sooner or later, either he imprinted first or she realized just how much it killed her being away from me. The worst that could happen would be that she'd leave us both. I couldn't even let myself think of that option. I knew how stubborn she was, if that was what she decided, not even I'd be able to convince her other wise. The only good thing about it would be that Seth would suffer too, until he imprinted. Stupid jerk, getting in my way. Miki was mine and only mine.
I groaned when she jumped and wrapped her legs around me. My groin was bare and the friction of my sensitive skin against the rough material of her shorts aroused me to no end. I knew she felt my hardness when she moaned into my mouth. New needs washed over me, yes, sexual needs. Well I was a 21 year old healthy boy after all and Miki was my Goddess. She should just look at me the right way and I'd come in my pants. As embarrassing as it sounds, it was true.
I lowered us to the ground and placed her down in the soil as careful as I managed. She really had me burn with passion. The desire to take her right here and right now was all consuming and if she let me I would. I would mark her as mine and not even Seth would be able to change that. But she seemed to have another idea as she her hands pushed against my chest. I became worried that I had done anything wrong, but when I saw her flushed face when I broke the kiss and the lust that swam in her lovely eyes, my guts curled and I felt like I couldn't get any harder. It was achingly painful and would definitely be a problem later if I had to take care of it myself.
The intoxiating sweet smell of her own arousment filled my senses and I melted right on the spot, my chest swelling with joy. She wanted me. She wnated me just as bad as I wanted her, but then. Why had she stopped me? A soft smile played in the corners of her lips and I heard her throaty giggle. Her arms held my shoulders and she moved her legs til they touched on my back, trapping me in a wise-like grip in a position that pressed the lower section of our abdomend very, very close. I was trying to be patient until I figured out what she wanted, but she was seri-fucking-ously making it extremely hard for me to focus anymore. I wanted to ground into her, until sweet oblivion filled me and pull her with over the egde, but she was a step ahead of me as she rolled her hips into mine. I groaned darkly with desire as my manhood switched painfully. That was it, my patience snapped and I tore her shorts into shreds, snapping her undergarments in the process and I heard her gasp in shock. But I gave her no time to react as I grapped my member and just took her. I was surprised just how wet and moist she actually was, she was definitely ready for me and my dick pulsed with need as I filled her in one swift thrust.
I saw the horror of her realization when she realized just what I had done, but it was soon drowned when the pleasure washed over her and I groaned when she tightened almost painfully around me. God. I just died and went to heaven. She wrapped me up perfectly, we were one and I was finally feeling complete. I started a slow rythm, she didn't need time to adjust to my size, we were a perfect fit. My pace became faster and harder when her moans urged me on. She'd maybe hate me for this later, but that was fine. As long as I got this moment. no matter what would happen, I would always have this and I would never forget just how perfect she felt. She wasn't too hot and she was just as tight that every thrust made me pulse with my approaching release. At this rate I would come before her, but I realized I worried for nothing when she screamed as she orgasmed around me. She clamped me as her nails dug into my back, she was pulling me as close as she could. Her legs around my waist tightened even more and I felt her pull me in deeper.
I growled with hot need to please her more. The sweet scent of her juices egged me on and I went obeyond human speed as I slammed her into the soft soil of the earth. She was never going to forget just how capable I was of making her forget the world, this was the ultimate pleasure and the best part? It would never be the same, everytime I would take her would be new and better. I was all she needed and she had to know. Even if I had to force her and play dirty. Making her forget Seth would just going to be so easy from now on, I would have this over her. Maybe her mind would long for Seth, but her body would belong to me, and in the end she would surrender completely. It was naughty of me, a dirty trick, but the longer time she spend with him the more poison would he spit on my chance for having what truly belonged to me.
Her words still rang in my ears. No I don't! I don't belong to you! As little as I belong to Seth! True, she didn't belong to Seth, but she was misunderstanding something. She did belong to me, just like I belonged to her. it went both ways.
I slammed her into oblivion and when she came a third time, screaming my name with her melodic voice, I couldn't take it anymore. My body pulsed as my release shot trough me and filled her to the hilth, once, twice, three times. She milked me dry and I shuddered. Her limbs went limp and fell like lax off me to the ground, her chest heaved with every pant she took as her eyes were still dazed with sheer white pleasure. Pride swelled in my chest, she was far away right now, swooning in her aftermath.
I hadn't thought about me when I took her, I swear. I was just so desperate to make her mine, to please her. To make her see what she would have to miss out on if she choose him above me. Seth could never please her as I could. He could try as much as he wanted, now that her body had felt the power of the imprint, it would repel the jerk. Slowly anger crept in on me when I failed to shut out the thought that Seth had tainted her. Been in her. My growl seemed to bring her out of her daze and she blinked a few times before I knew realization filled her. I was shaken to the core with shock when I noticed there was no anger in her deep pools, only sadness, deep heart wrenching sadness. I felt like an ass.
I tried to pull out of her, but her legs that wrapped around me again stopped me. I gasped as I stared at her in surprise. She didn't reply to my confused expression but shook her head. Her gaze was locked with mine and I just couldn't look away. She was so sad, so sad and it was my fault, but then it happened. She leaped up and caught my lips in hers, just a soft chaste kiss lasting only a few seconds, but when she pulled away I saw it in her eyes. The burning unmistakingly emotion of love. Love. Holy fuck. I realized just why she was sad. She had decided. She would leave Seth. And me?
She loved me. Me.
But she would leave us both. Because of this. She would never be able to face Seth again, I had made the impossible possible and where did it lead to? New pain filled me, a darkness consuming me of the decision she had just made. A decision I had forced her into. What had I done? It was all my fault. She would leave, leave and probaly never come back again. I caused this.
The beginning of the end.
End of Chapter Six.
A/N: Sob, poor Embry and poor Seth. You finally realized you did love Embry, but at what cost? Thank you for reading :D Please leave a review and make my day ^^ Updates comes faster with reviews ;D hehehehe~
[1]: Some parts of the hospitals have a so called free zone. Sue was moved to a room with a free zone and cell phones are allowed to be turned on. (It is like this in Denmark where I am from, no idea about The USA, but in my story there is XD)
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