Chapter 15 : Mom the muncher

"So, uhh... you were having a good time before I got home?" I asked stupidly. I felt like an idiot as soon as those words left my mouth. It was like I had word vomit or something. My mom blushed. Whoa! She never blushes... like never. 'Wow Claire you are having a mom crisis and you are thinking about your mom blushing? Idiot!' I thought to myself shaking my head.

"Claire honey, I know this is perhaps not the best way to find out your mom is into girls," My mom explained playing with her hands nervously.

I remained silent and still on my chair. My brain was still trying to wrap up my moms situation in my head.

"Um... how long has this been going on?" I asked my mom pointing between her and the other women in the room.

My mom grimaced and had let out a deep sigh before saying anything. The women next to her looked nervous and uncomfortable as she looked from my mom to me.

"Claire. This might sound horrible, but we have been together before you were born," My mom said not looking me in the eye.

"You have been together, for fifteen years, and you never told me anything!" I exclaimed surprised by what she had just told me.

"No, we use to date in high school. She moved away and I didn't see her again until you were around seven years old," My mom said quietly. "I have always loved her."

"If you have been a Carpet munch... I mean a lesbian all this time, what about my dad?" I asked confused.

Was I adopted?

Mom looked nervous and then said, "Your father was a one night stand."

She continued to tell me the story of how her and Laurie, the chick in the room with us, have always loved each other. She had met my father and … Bam! I was born and popped into this world. She said she tried to develop a relationship with my father, but she always ended up cheating on him with another women.

Whoa! My mom was a player? What kind of pick up lines would she use? 'get you head out of the gutter Claire' I scolded myself.

"Claire, are you okay with Laurie and I being a couple?" she asked grabbing Lauri's hand and tangling it with hers.

Was I okay with this? I shook my head in a 'no' motion and looked at my mother.

I grabbed her hands and said, "Mom, I love you no matter what."

"Yea, it's weird that you like chicas (girls). To tell you the truth it kind of freaked me out seeing you getting to second base with Laurie. I just want to let you know that I'm surprisingly okay with this. I love you unconditionally," I said to my mom looking at her in the eye.

Tears escaped my mothers eyes and she tackled me into a bear hug. I turned to Laurie and gave her a reassuring smile. She looked a tinge relaxed when I did the gesture. Darn it! I'm turning into a softie.

"Well, umm... I'm going to bed," I announced. My mom nodded and said goodnight along with Laurie.

I was walking toward my room, when all of a sudden I had word vomit attack. 'Don't do it Claire, don't ' I chanted in my head.

"Mom," I said.

'Oh Crap... to late' I thought.

"Yeah?"

"Can you remove the scissors from the kitchen, I won't be able to look at those for a little while," I said in a jittery voice.

My moms eyes widened and she nodded her head.

'Claire you have officially won the I'm a dumb ass award' I thought to myself.

The next morning my phone went off playing Girls by Pit-bull. Ha. I laughed at the irony of the song. It was Nayeli's ring tone before I had found out she liked girls. Hmm... I might as well put it as my moms ring tone as well.

Although, I already had made it hard on her when I mentioned the scissors in the kitchen last night.

"Hello," I said answering the phone.

"Hey chicka! Want to hangout today?" she asked uncertain.

"Yeah. What time?" I asked her reading my alarm that read 10:24 am.

"Around eleven at your place?" she said.

"Sounds good. See you later," I said to her and hung up.

Now, you're probably thinking that I'm being rude. Nope. I'm simply confused. Nayeli hasn't spoken to me since the whole 'tongue attack' incident.

Now, out of the blue, she wants to hang out?

I shook my head and went to the bathroom. I started to get ready for the day.

I decided on wearing a simple T-shirt with the La push high school logo on it and some dark jean shorts. I scrunched my hair and applied some eyeliner before heading to the kitchen.

It was Sunday, so that meant that my mom was working. I usually would go over to Emily's for dinner.

Ding! Knock – Knock

"The door is open!" I yelled from the kitchen.

I heard the door open and turned to face … Nobody?

I headed toward the door and the doorway was empty.

Out of nowhere, Nayeli appears in front of the doorway. "Sorry about that, I had forgotten to grab my purse," Nayeli said.

"Damn girl! You scared the Quileute out of me for a second there," I joked with her. "Come in," I said.

I closed the door once she was inside and sat at the kitchen table.

"So...," She said awkwardly looking at me.

"It's okay," I said. I knew she was looking for an Okay sign.

"Thanks. Claire, you really are one of kind," She said getting up and walking towards me. She hugged me and I laughed. I decided to tease her about the kiss.

"What?" she asked confused.

"Oh, so I was just a one day thing?" I teased her. She play punched my arm and said, "Shut up."

"In all seriousness, I'm sorry I kissed you at the beach," She said seriously. I looked at her and smiled.

"I forgive you. Plus, who is going to sneak out with me at night?" I said. She laughed and suggested we should watch a movie.

I was happy that I had worked out things with Nayeli. I had given a lot of thought as to whether I was okay having a Lesbian as a friend. Nayi is too good of a friend to let go just because she is different. The movie had ended and Nayeli was about to leave.

"So, you promise you won't attack me anymore," I asked holding out my pinky.

"Yes, I promise," She said ignoring my pinky. I pouted and she sighed.

"Fine, I Pinky promise," she finally said hooking her pinky with mine.

I smiled as she left. Why can't life be easy?

I went to my room and checked my phone. I had two missed calls and both were from my mom. I decided to call her back.

"Hello," she answered after the second ring.

"Hey, sorry I didn't answer the phone," I said to her.

"It's alright Claire. I was just calling to inform you that you should stay at your Aunts house or Quil's tonight. I have to work late and won't be home today," mom said to me.

Working late? Eww. Is that code for 'I'm going to get me some tonight' or 'I'm going to spend time with Laurie'?

"O-okay. I love you mom," I said to her.

"I love you too honey. Goodnight and bye," She said before hanging up her cellphone.

I yawned and fell on my bed. I decided to take a nice nap.

DREAM

I was walking along what seemed to be a trial in the woods. I noticed I was barefoot and my shirt had been torn in half. The sky was a dark gray color, almost as if it was threatening to rain.

I heard some voices, familiar ones, as I approached a place that looked like a clearing.

"When are you going to tell her man?" a voice said. Embry?

Before taking another step into the clearing, I quietly stepped a few steps backward slowly. I could clearly see Quil and Embry standing at the other end of the clearing. I hid behind a huge stone rock. I wondered if they could smell my scent or hear my deep breathing, from where they stood.

"I don't know. I love her so much, I don't want to scare her away," Quil said with his hands in his face.

"Quil … She is going to know sooner or later." Embry said.

Who were they talking about? Is Quil dating someone? Is that what he is hiding from me? I couldn't help but feel jealous. The thought of Quil kissing someone else, with his beautiful luscious lips wounded me.

"I know what will make you feel better!" Embry exclaimed. "Scream to the woods how much you love her."

"W-what? N-," he was about to protest, until Embry gave him a glare.

"Fine," Quil said and then took a deep breath.

"I LOVE," ' Yes, Yes almost there. Tell me who you love' I chanted in my head. I closed my eyes waiting for the answer

"I LOVE C-," His voice was cut off .

"Its not nice to eavesdrop in other people's private conversations," a voice said behind me, making me immediately open my eyes and gasp loudly.

I turned around and was met with some honey brown eyes.

"Shhh. They are going to hear us," I said to him, afraid that Quil and Embry would hear us.

"Who?" he questioned looking around.

"Embry and Qui-," I stopped talking when I realized the guys weren't there anymore. Where had Quil gone?

"Why don't you have any shoes on in the woods," He questioned, looking at my bare feet that were now covered in dirt.

"I don't know. I was in my room and decided to take a nap, when all of a sudden … Bam! I was here," I said to him. In that moment, I came to realization.

This clearly had to be a dream. Of course, I'm simply having a weird dream.

"This is a dream," I stated.

"How do you know," he accused with his arms folded.

I thought for a second. Maybe, I should pinch myself like in the movies. No, I don't want to hurt myself.

Maybe I can … Ding! An idea had struck me.

I raise my hand in the air and balled it into a fist. I quickly swung my fist forward and punched the person in front of me in the face.

"Ow … Damn! … What was that for?" He exclaimed, holding his and to his face. Okay, maybe that was a stupid idea.

"Shut up Yordy," I said trying to hold back my laughter.

I stepped closer and removed his hand from his face. Whoa! I left a big red spot on his cheek. Woot! Woot! Woot!

I wanted a better look so I moved my head where it was only inches away from his face. I should really apologize for hurting him.

"What The Hell is going on here?" Exclaimed Quil from behind us.

I turned around and was met with eyes of fury. Why is he mad?

I looked from Yordy to Quil and they were glaring at each other.

It looked like they were about to fight.

"Who stole my shorts!" Embry yelled running through the clearing in blue tight speedos that read 'You know you want to smack it' across his ass.

What the Crap?

END DREAM

I gasped as I woke up from my dream. What did the dream mean? Who does Quil love? Why were Quil and Yordy ready to fight each othe?

Ugh, so many questions and so little answers!

Also, why do random things happen in my dream? Seriously, Embry running in speedos after witnessing a huge tension, almost fight, between Quil and Yordy.

I shook my head.

"I need to get out of here," I mumbled to myself and made my way toward Aunt's house for some answers.

I made my way into the house and the smell of food hit my nose. I spotted Aunty at her usual spot in the kitchen. That women hardly ever left the kitchen.

"Hey aunty!" I said greeting her and making my way toward her in the kitchen.

"Hello hone-," she stopped talking when I kissed her cheek.

She eyed me suspiciously. Crap! I had a weird habit, that when I wanted something I would try to sweeten the person up with love. Hmm... maybe she won't notice.

"What do you want?" she asked me raising her eyebrow. Wow … she is good!

"Pssh ... why would you say that," She stopped cooking and eyed me intensely. I caved. "Fine. H-has Quil imprinted?" I blurted out.

She was quiet for a minute. That minute was pure agony! Agony I tell you!

"Claire darling … Y-yes he has," she murmured quietly.

Holy crap! No! I hated what the meaning meant. It meant that Quil could never be with me in a romantic way. I could not press my lips to his and receive a response, except perhaps pure disgust. Why! Why, did Quil have to imprint?

"W-who?" I asked eagerly.

"I'm not telling you. If you want to know, then go ask Quil," Aunty said and looked at me sympathetically.

I was starting to get pissed off. Really! I glared at her. I was about to say something when I was interrupted by a loud entrance from the boys.

"Hey Claire," the guys greeted as soon as they saw me.

"H-hey," I managed to say through gritted teeth. Quil eyed me suspiciously with a raised eyebrow. Although, he had given me distance during dinner.

"So, Claire, how was your day?" Uncle Sam asked me trying to start a table conversation.

"Oh, Just fine," I said sarcastically. "How about you Emily, anything interesting happen today?" I asked her.

Oh, Yea, she knew I was pissed at her. I had used her name instead of calling her Aunty.

"No, nothing interesting," She shrugged. "Why?"

Why?Oh, maybe because you won't tell me who Quil's imprint is!

"Just asking," I said simply.

"Anyways, did you hear about the latest news about a young girl?" I asked nobody in particular.

"What news?" Uncle Sam asked.

"It turns out a girl went crazy after a conversation with her Aunt or something," I said looking at Emily.

"Yea," I continued. "The girl had gone over to her aunts house for some answers. She insisted her aunt to tell her a secret many have kept from her. Her aunt refused her and wouldn't tell her."

"NOT … A … SINGLE … CLUE .. WAS GIVEN!" I said stabbing my pasta as I said each word looking at Emily.

"Well, Maybe if the girl would of ask the person who was the one keeping the secret from her, she wouldn't have gone crazy. Now would she?" Aunt said cutting her steak fiercly with her knife.

The pack remained silent.

Quil and Sam had a concerned faces on. Embry and Paul had faces of amusement.

Jared an Leah looked confused. Brady, Collin, And Seth kept on glancing from Emily to me.

I was having a glare contest with Emily. I flickered my eyes to her plate to see her steak all cut up. I smiled smugly.

"I can see your Steak was pretty good," I said to her.

"Delicious," she said curtly. "I can see you liked the pasta," she said eye-ing my fork and my pasta that looked messy.

"Loved. I loved it," I said.

I stood up a grabbed my plate, "I uhh … have to get home, My mom will be home soon," I said lying.

I went to the kitchen and I had set my plate in the sink.

"What is wrong Claire," I heard Quil ask me.

I looked up at him. He looked concerned and confused.

"I'm just not having a good day," I said.

"Want to watch a movie or go and get some ice cream?" He asked trying to cheer me up.

"Thanks, but I need some alone time. Goodnight Quil," I said leaving him in the kitchen as I walked out the front door.

Thank goodness! I don't live far away since I walked to the apartment.

My heart felt heavy and I was a complete mess. I needed a distraction, but what should I do?

I grabbed my cell phone and marked the first phone number that came into my head.

"Hello," he answered.

"Code Yellow," I said quickly and hung up.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on my door. I rushed to the door and opened it.

"I came as fast as I could and Grabbed some stuff," Yordy said holding up a bag.

He came in and sat at the kitchen table with me.

"What did he do?" he asked looking concerned.

See, Code yellow means relationship problems.

"He loves someone and I don't know who she is," I said letting a few tears fall from my eyes.

"Claire he is stupid. How can he love someone else if he is basically attached to you hip? He is a dumb ass if he hasn't fallen for you in all these years you have spent together," Yordy said holding my hand with his.

"I have something that will cheer you up," he said grabbing things out of his bag.

He took out a bottle of Tequila along with some lemon and two glass shots. He got up and grabbed some salt. He served both of us and raised his shot into the air. I raised mine also.

"Fuck Him. Let's let loose and forget about the real world for tonight. Best friends forever!" he cheered.

"Bffs!" I cheered and we both swallowed our drinks.

After about Six shots I could feel a buzz. Yordy looked buzzed also.

"I love you!" Yordy yelled to me, walking toward me.

I started crying hysterically. "I love you too!" I yelled.

He came closer and wiped the tears away from my face and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"Because your stepping on my foot," I said looking at our feet.

"Oh!S-sorry," he said moving his foot. We both started laughing after that.

When we had finished our tenth shot we were confessing how much we hated Quil and I also mentioned how much I loved him too. When we finished the bottle Yordy stood up. He sord of looked like a penguin walking.

"What are you doing?" I asked fallowing him into the living room.

"Lets sing," he suggested turning on my stereo. It took him a few minutes to even turn it on.

( Lmfao – I am not a whore)

I am not a whore …. I am not a whore.

Those words blasted through the speakers and Yordy started singing along. The rhythm was good and I decided to sing along.

I am not a whore, but I like to do it!

We both started jumping up and spinning around, everything looked so strange.

(Katy perry – you're so gay)

Whistling ….. whistling

I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf.

While jacking off to Mozart.

I sung as I danced. The chorus came and I started singing while Yordy whistled.

You're so gay and you don't even like boys.

No you don't even like, No you don't even like.

No you don't even like … Boys.

(Pretty boy swag – soulja boy )

All the pretty girls stand up.

I'm pretty!

Girls on my dick... when I pretty boy swag. Ay!

I probably looked so stupid trying to swag along with Yordy.

"I have swag!" Yordy yelled laughing. He tripped over something on the floor.

"Get out the way!" I yelled failing to step over him and fell on the floor.

"Ow!" Yordy said when my foot hit his chest.

I was so hungry. I dragged my self pathetically to the fridge and opened it with force.

I pulled harder than I expected to and ended hitting my fore head with the door. To make it worst a can of cheese fell on my head.

"Ah! Stupid gorilla balls!" I yelled rubbing my head that was throbbing.

I don't remember what happened after that.

I woke up with the strongest headache. I slowly opened my eyes and the sunlight from the window was burning my eyes. I looked down at myself and I was only in a bra with cheese whip all over my stomach.

I was lying on the floor next to the couch. I looked to my left and spotted Yordy on the floor next to me, without a shirt on, and he too had cheese whip all over his stomach.

What the hell did we do last night?

"M-morning," Yordy croaked beside me.

"Why are we covered in cheese?' I asked him.

"You said something about how you wanted to be a Quileute Cheeto, so you took off your shirt and squirted it on your stomach. You yelled something about how Quil will think your tasty and would want you, then you passed out. I remember laughing and stealing the cheese can away from you and doing the same thing you did with the cheese. I don't remember anything else," Yordy said rubbing his eyes.

"Thanks," I said looking at Yordy with a smile.

"Your welcome," he replied smiling at me.

"Ugh, I'm taking a shower. I feel all sticky. You can use my shower and I'll use my moms," I said to him. He thanked me and headed to my room.

He knew where everything was, since he had been over a whole bunch of times.

After my shower I felt better. My head still felt heavy, but once I was done dressing, I headed toward the kitchen.

I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took some Advil.

"Hand me some please," Yordy said pointing to the Pain killers. I handed him two and he swallowed them with some of my bottled water.

I ran my fingers through my hair and Yordy stared at me confused.

"What?" I asked.

"Why do you have a bruise on the side of your forehead?" he asked touching my forehead causing me to wince when he did.

I walked to my living room mirror and spotted a little bruise that was not that noticeable, but was still there. How did I get this bruise?

Then I remembered, I had hit my head with the door from the fridge.

"Claire, I think you need to talk to Quil," Yordy said to me.

I sighed. "I know, but I'm scared to know what he will say," I said closing my eyes.

"Stop over thinking it. Come on we are going to his house right now," Yordy said grabbing his keys and dragging me along with him.

"Wait," I said grabbing my flip flops before leaving the apartment.

The drive was short, but Yordy was giving me pep talks along the way.

He totally loves you.

What an ass for being a coward and not talking to you!

Why would he not love you? You are totally lovable.

Yordy turned off his car once we were in Quils drive way.

Yordy fallowed me to the front door, and I rang the door bell.

The last person I expected had opened the door.

"Claire," she said and then froze making her eyes widen.

"Claire?" Quils voice said coming up behind her.

Leah was in a towel and Quil had no shirt on.

What the Hell was going on here?

Quil looked from Me to Leah.

"Claire, this is not what it looks lik-," he was cut of by me running toward my apartment.

Was Leah the one he had imprinted on all along? Is that why I barely saw Leah at family dinners? How could Quil hide this from me? Although, I really don't think Quil would have gone for Leah. No, not at all.

She probably was there to see her brother Seth. I just jumped to conclusions. I knew I did. Well, atleast I hope I did.

Still, who had Quil imprinted on?

"Claire!" Quil yelled from behind me. He quickly caught up to me and begged me to stop.

I stopped and looked at him.

"It's okay Quil I know," I said.

"You know what," He questioned with his brows furrowed.

"That you have imprinted," I told him closing my eyes.

"H-how do you feel about that?" He asked nervously.

"I feel hurt and betrayed that you didn't tell me. But, I'm happy that you imprinted," I said looking at him.

His eyes brightened and he did something I didn't expect. He crashed his lips hungrily to mine. Dear lord, his lips felt perfect!

This was wrong though. He had an imprint!

"Stop!" I yelled pushing him away.

"I-I thought you said you were happy about the imprint … Oh! You just want to be friends," he said sadly.

"How can you kiss me when you already have imprinted on someone else?" I asked him in an angry tone.

I started rambling about how much of an ass he was being.

"Shut up!" He yelled at me. I immediately stopped.

"Goodness gracious, you make me burn with anger and passion. Cant you see Claire," he said looking at me. "Can't you see how I look at you with love and passion and especially desire?" He asked angrily.

"TU ERES MIA!(you are mine)," he yelled.

No mother F-ing way! I'm his imprint! He is mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Damn! he sounded sexy speaking spanish! When had he learned spanish? I made a mental note to ask him later.

I literally threw myself at him and attacked his lips. Yes, I was finally home.

He fiercely wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. His lips created fire burning sensations throughout my body. I could feel his tongue teasing my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and thrusted my tongue into his before he could invade my mouth with his.

He let out a deep growl along with a moan and lifted me. I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist and he took the chance to invade my mouth with his own tongue. His tongue was warm and it felt so right messaging my tongue with his. My hands were gripping his beautiful hair.

He started leaving butterfly kisses along my neck causing me to buck into him moaning, making him purr in satisfaction.

I pulled back and wiggled so he could put me down. He put me down gently and I stepped away.

I grabbed a nearby stick that was on the side of the road, close to the trees.

I lifted the stick and whacked him on the arm with it hardly.

"Ah! What was that for?" he asked rubbing his arm.

"For not telling me I was your imprint all along ass," I said.

"Only you Claire... Only you," he said pulling me against him.

"Claire, I know this sounds lame, but would you go out with me on a date tomorrow?" Quil asked me.

I laughed and said, "Of course, my man meat wolf."

"Man meat?" he said laughing.

"So, uhh.. will you... umm... be my girlfriend?" he asked me nervously.

Wow. This guy fights vampires, turns into a wolf, and looks like a body builder, Yet he is nervous to ask me to be his girlfriend. Oh Quil! I truly love this man.

"Si! Yes!" I yelled out loud excited.

He kissed me once more and took my hand leading me back to his house.

Author note : So here you have it, another chapter.

I hope you liked the chapter. It took me so long to update since I had a family emergency.

I'm sorry if the chapter is not that good. For some reason my beta has not responded my emails and it has kept me from writing more chapters since I have been giving her time to respond back.

I guess I don't have a beta anymore:(

O'well. I just want to let my wonderful readers know that I will for sure update quicker.

I know I have promised this before, but now that I actually have time to focus on my story Updates will be sooner.

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- Jenafear