Steph slammed the bathroom door behind her and sank onto the floor; this couldn't be happening to her. Not now. Not after all this time.

She bit back the sob and tried to get herself together; why was she crying? Because she couldn't do it. She couldn't do what she'd promised herself all those months ago. To let him go.

Her wolf growled inside. Mine

No.

She couldn't do that, she loved him; he was meant for her. He needed her and she needed him. She wouldn't just hand him over to Rachel fucking Black on a silver platter. Like that would ever happen. Before Steph could stop herself, she felt her body vibrating with a murderous rhythm and hatred radiated from her brown skin. She stood with her fists balled and climbed out of the bathroom window quietly. This would be easy, most of the pack was still in her living room, and they thought she had just gone to the bathroom; they would never know where she had gone. She could be back before they even suspected a thing.

Luring Rachel out of the Blacks' home would be easy; taking care of her would be even easier. She could do this. But what about Rachel? What if she screams? Easy, she would use the element of surprise. The human college princess would never see it coming. Steph sniggered as she walked briskly into the forest; she couldn't phase and risk Paul and Quil seeing her evil plan. Her eye twitched as she sped up; she couldn't wait to get this done. Then maybe she could finally rest; finally stop fretting about when Paul was gonna get up one day, imprint and unintentionally break her heart.

She could have peace.

Steph smiled as Jacob's small cottage came into view; this would be fun. She walked silently into the home; the door wasn't locked as usual. Steph put one foot in front of the other. Creeping. As the first room of the house came into view she stopped; there was no one inside but she could hear a definite heart beat coming from the twins' old room and judging by the unrecognizable floral scent that the human was carrying, it wasn't Billy.

She smiled and turned the doorknob; the door opened slowly. Her hand fell limply to her side as she stared at the woman lying asleep in one of the single beds. Her head cocked to the side as she moved a little closer and crouched down so that they were eye level to each other. The young woman looked so peaceful in her sleep; she must have been tired from her flight.
She looks a lot like Jake. Steph noted as she continued to stare; after about half an hour, Steph exhaled as the last drop of anger in her body trickled away to sadness. Who was she kidding? She couldn't murder a human. She would never do something like that.

So why are you here?

Her wolf growled at her; it wanted Steph to illuminate the threat to their relationship with Paul so that they could go and see him at home.
"We aren't murderers." Steph growled back; Rachel stirred in her sleep. Steph backed out of the house with her head hanging low in shame, it was like her whole world was tumbling down around her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Nothing she could do to slow it down. It was inevitable.

-333-

Steph laughed as she took another swig of vodka; how cliqued was this?
"My boyfriend left me so I'll drink myself to oblivion…." She told no one.
"Ok, so he hasn't left me yet but he will." This time she said it to the rock in the sand beside her; Steph closed her eyes and swallowed the rest of the first bottle in one gulp. It was disgusted but it fulfilled its purpose. She was hammered. Done. Drunk. Steph laughed at nothing.

This was better; she felt better. It didn't hurt so much. Her heart didn't hurt so much. Despite being almost incoherent, she proceeded to open the second bottle of vodka and took another swig.
"Steph?" Her head snapped up slowly when her name was called; oh, it was him.
"What the hell is this? Is that vodka? What the fuck?" He asked her as he ripped the almost full bottle from her hand. She frowned and pouted as he tossed it into the sea a few feet away from her.
"You've been gone for hours Steph and this is what you've been doing?" She watched as he began to shake lightly and laughed. Embry growled at her but calmed himself down and kneeled at her side.

"Come on, let's get you home." He grumbled as he moved to pick her up; she screamed and moved away from him clumsily.
"Just leave me alone. I don't wanna go home." She cried; why did he have to come and ruin her mood? She was fine a minute ago.
Embry exhaled dejectedly and sat down next to her; she curled up next to him like a scared child.
"What's going on Steph? Talk to me." He pleaded. She looked up at his eyes and then looked away.
"Steph." Embry pleaded; she looked up at him again with leaking eyes.

"Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong." She leant up and kissed him unexpectedly; their mouths moved together for around ten seconds before Embry pulled away from her. She was hurt.
"Steph. No." He sounded like he really didn't want to say it; Steph pulled him closer and tried again but he turned away.
"I said no, Steph. Not like this." He told her firmly; Steph instantly deflated. Who'd have known that the day that Embry would reject her would ever come? Figures, she wasn't even good enough for Embry anymore; he probably didn't want Paul's sloppy seconds.

Maybe nobody would.

Maybe she'd die alone. Bitter. Angry. Lonely.

Who was she trying to kid, anyway? She didn't want Embry. She wanted her Paul. She wasn't even sure why she kissed this guy; her head was all over the place.

"Come on, let's get you home." Embry told her again; this time, he pulled her up and over his shoulder like a bag of spuds before she could object. After only a minute of being carried, Steph started to drift to sleep.

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