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Chapter five – Ellie

Was I shocked to find out Brady Fuller was staying at my house last night? Hell yeah!

I mean he was just too god damn sexy. I mentally screamed at myself for thinking that. Brady was not sexy. He would never ever be sexy. Okay, I am such a bad liar. But what bothered me the most was that he never really noticed me before and now he has. I had a huge crush on him from the first time I ever laid my eyes on him. Poor Hannah had to hear me go on and on about him.

Paul was glaring at me from the question I just asked. Brady just looked hurt. Which made me feel bad inside.

I never was mean to people, that was Pauls job. But Brady was just being plain annoying.

"Say sorry Ellie." Paul demanded.

I wanted to laugh in his face. No way was I apologising. I walked out of the living room but Paul grabbed my arm. "Say sorry."

I looked at Brady ad then back at Paul. "No." I said, walking out.

I walked up the stairs and had a quick shower, I got dressed in denim skinny jeans and a long sleeve top. I put my hair, not bothering to straighten it, and put my make-up on. I looked in the mirror to see if the bruises were noticeable. No.

I walked downstairs and grabbed a slice of toast. Brady and Paul were sitting at the kitchen table talking. But went quiet as soon as I walked in. That annoyed me.

"What are you doing today then?" Paul asked.

"Shopping in Seattle with Hannah." I mumbled.

He nodded. "I'm working today so if I'm not home when you get back then I'm probably at work."

"Or at a random girls house." I mumbled quietly.

Maybe not quiet enough because Paul turned to glare at me. Which made Brady growl. An actual growl. A growl that wolves do.

But I stayed quiet.

I stood up and grabbed my coat and bag. I put my black biker boots on. I walked out and got in my truck. I drove to Hannahs house.

We were on our way to Seattle. Hannah was singing along to the songs and I was too busy driving. I could feel my vibrate in my pocket every minute. I knew who it was from. Cain.

I wanted this day to be a day to forget about the things Cain does to me. But I was wrong.

I finally found a spot and parked the truck. Hannah went to get the ticket and I answered my phone. "Hey." I mumbled.

"Why wasn't you answering? Who were you with?" Cain shouted.

"I was driving. I've gone shopping with Hannah." I said, trying to sound normal.

"I don't believe you."

No surprise there, I thought. "I'm in Seattle with Hannah. She needs my help and being the kind friend I am I said yes."

"Don't get smart with me!" Cain threatned.

"I'm just telling you."

"And I'm telling you to get your ass back to La Push now!" he said.

I rolled my eyes. "No." I hung up.

God, I was going to be hurt badly tonight. Or whenever I saw him.

Maybe if I don't go to school on Monday or see him, he won't hurt me. No, Ellie, you've tried before and you were in pain for days. He will just come to yours. Stupid mind, always has to be right.

Hannah skipped back and handed me the ticket. I put it on the dashboard by the window and looked the door.

We were walking through Seattle. My phone was in my pocket turned off. Cain kept ringing me. Honestly, I would prefer to get hit by him than talk to him on the phone. I was out with my best friend and he wasn't going to make me go into a sour mood.

Hannah hadn't bought anything for Luke yet, we were looking at clothes. Hannah decided to get lunch, so we walked into a small café.

Hannah ordered a burger and strawberry milkshake. I just ordered a milkshake. I hadn't been eating properly for months, but no one noticed.

Once we were done, we looked at the shops again. I then noticed the silver dog tag necklace. I pointed it out to Hannah and she bought it.

After a couple more hours, we decided to go home. Well more like Hannah decided to go home.

I took Hannah home and drove back to my empty house. I sighed and stopped the car.

I got out and walked inside. Paul was still at work.

I took of my boots and coat and threw my bag on the kitchen table.

I was about to walk upstairs when there was a knock on the door. My heart started beating faster.

If that was Cain I was in trouble. Paul wasn't here.

There was another knock on the door and another. This person was really impatient.

I walked to the door and opened it slightly.

Crap, Cain.

He pushed the door open and walked in. I followed him into the kitchen.

"Why did you hang up on me? Why was your phone off?" he shouted.

I flinched. "I was out with Hannah."

"Liar! You were with another guy!"

"No, I weren't Cain. I promise." I begged.

"I don't believe." he said.

I tried to not let the tears fall down.

Cain grabbed the knife that Paul or Brady left on the counter and pointed it at me. My eyes were staring at it. This is it, I thought, Cain was going to kill me and my brother and I still didn't trust each other.

I started backing away from him. This was insane. He was insane.

That was when I heard it.

Voices laughing.
Cain must of heard it too because he dropped the knife and tried to actual casual.

Paul walked in followed by all of his friends. He looked at me and Cain. He probably got the wrong impression. My back was up against the wall and Cain was way to close for my brothers liking. Obviously Bradys too.

I pushed Cain away and ran to my brother. I hugged him tightly. God, I loved my brother so much. I couldn't ask for a better brother.

Paul, not sure what to do, wrapped his arms around me.

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