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Chapter three – Ellie
I was at Micas. I couldn't go to Hannahs, she would be asking what happened. And if I didn't tell her then she would force it out of me.
Mica was my friend. She wasn't at closed to me as Hannah.
She was full quiliute, so she had black hair and brown eyes.
She had been going out with Jonas for three years now. And they were seriously really cute together.
I was sitting in Micas room, my head buried into my knees. Mica had her arms wrapped her arms around me and telling me everything was going to be okay.
I almost believed her. Almost.
None of my friedns liked Cain, they never got along. Even though Hannah was the one that got me and him together.
"Ellie, what was wrong? You never cry." Mica asked.
I looked at her. Tears were still rolling down my face. "Nothing Mica. I just had an argument with Paul."
"The last time you had an argument with Paul, you turned into a Paul. Only the girl version." she said, rasing her eyebrows.
I smiled slightly. "Well this was bad."
"Seriously, you and Paul are like the perfecr siblings. Didn't you use to be close to him?" she asked.
"The keyword there is use." I said.
"What the hell happened?" Mica asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. But I think I should go. Paul is going to be worried. Hell, maybe even my parents."
Mica laughed.
My parents were never home. They were too busy with work all the time. It was like they forgot they had kids and we were just people staying there.
Paul had looked after me since the age of five. Even though he was two years older than me. He cooked me dinner, helped me with my homework, walked me to school and picked me up. I use to see him late at night trying to do his homework, this always made me feel bad. He wouldn't moan at me if I woke up with a bad dream and came running to him or if he couldn't do his homework. We became independat at a young age.
But I knew he just wanted to be a normal kid, with parents that were there for us. I knew that because I wanted it too.
I stood up and Mica followed me downstairs. I walked to the front door and Mica pulled me into a hug.
I started walking home when the rain started falling.
Great, just great.
Typical weather in La Push. The sun was hardly out.
It was dark. Darker than it was when I left Cains house.
Thinking of Cain made me shiver. And not in a good way.
I hated him so much. I hated him with a burning passion.
I wished he never moved here. I shouldn't of started talking to him all those years ago. I shouldn't of accepted him when he asked me on a date, because of Hannah.
I found myself outside my house. That was a really quick walk.
I slowly walked to the front door. I was scared of what Paul was going to say. knew I shouldn't of ran away, that would of pissed him off.
But I was pissed off too. His friends shouldn't tell me I needed help. I didn't need help! Cain was the one who needed help! Not me, I was fine. Sort of.
I opened the front door and walked in.
Paul was standing by the stairs, his arms folded, staring right at me.
It was like he could hear me coming.
That is just freaky Ellie and impossible, I thought.
Great I was talking to myself!
I looked down. I felt ashamed. I shouldn't of ran away. And Paul looking at me like that was not helping. I knew I did something stupid.
I could have been taking. But if someone did take me they would of done stuff that Cain already done to me.
My soul was pratically dead. Cain had ruined me. And I probably was never going to be the same again.
Although Brady did kind of help, when he was with me.
Shut up Ellie, you have a boyfriend, a part of my brain was telling me.
If Cain really loved you would he do this to you? No! the smarted part of my brain was telling me.
I sighed. "Say something already." I mumbled, trying to forget about the voices in my head.
"What do you want me to say Ellie? I tell you that I know you are lying, you freak out. My friends tell you that we can help, you run away. What do you want me to do?" he yelled.
I winced. "I'm sorry. I really am. I've just had a bad day."
"You don't need to run away from your problems Ellie. Sometimes its better to tell people your problems." Paul said.
I clenched my fists together, trying not to get mad. "Tell me your problems then." I said. He stared at me. So I carried on, "Rachel Black, she's a few years older than you right?" I didn't bother to wait for an answer. "Why is it all of a sudden you are with her, when usually you are with easy girls? Girls that like to think they are what every guy wants. Why is it that your group of friends has changed?"
He started shaking slightly. "Are you calling Rachel easy?"
No I wasn't. Actually I kind of liked Rachel. "Maybe. What is it to you anyway? You are probably going to dump her once you find someone better!" I said, my voice was getting louder.
"I would never do that to Rachel. And don't you dare talk about her like that!" he started shaking more.
"Why Paul? How has Rachel changed you so much? I've seen you with all them different girls before Rachel turned up! You sound like Rachel is your soul mate when you talk about her! Who's to say your not going to just use her!" I screamed.
Paul stared at me. He was still shaking. But I didn't care. I wasn't worried. Paul shook his head. "Go to your room!" he said.
I stayed where I was. "What are you going to do if I don't? Ground me." I snapped.
He was really shaking really bad now. And I just wanted to know why.
The shaking was actually pretty scary, but I wasn't going to go to my room. I was going to stay here and not show Paul that he has upset me.
But he turned around and ran out of the back door.
He ran away. He told me not to run away when you have a problem but he just did. He just left me on my own.
I could feel tears prick my eyes.
I loved my brother but he was a complete idiot at times. Like now. And when he was like that I just wanted to throw something at him.
I closed the back door and was about to go to my room, when there was a knock at the door.
I wasn't going to answer it but I found my feet start to take me there.
I opened it.
Staring at me was Brady.
Great!