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Pauls point of view

"You just let her leave" I stormed into the house not bothering to knock, I never did and I wasn't about to start now. Sam flew from his chair as he saw me, Embry, Jacob and Leah went stiff in their seats while I pushed past them to reach him. "You let her go, you didn't do anything to stop her"

"She's old enough to make her own decisions, besides she wouldn't have left if you hadn't pushed her away" He squared up to me pushing me away from where his wife was sat.

"Me? I didn't push her away I came clean, maybe if these assholes hadn't screwed up" I turned to where Embry was sat and he looked down at his plate sheepishly. It was their fault. They let her hear them.

"It's nobody's fault but your own, you treated her like a yo-yo, you confused her, you were an asshole, you need to own up to what you did Paul"

"And what about you? You were equally as bad, you yelled at her all the time, you tried forcing me to be her wolf before I fully knew her, you are so freaking controlling Sam, you tried controlling everything about her being here and look where it got you, she hates you just as much as she hates me" I poked into his chest and a growl escaped his throat.

"Well it's too late now, she's gone. You got what you wished for Paul"

"I didn't wish for this" I growled out and he nodded. I knew what he meant, when she first came here I wanted her to leave but since then it changed, now I needed her. I needed her with me. "You're an asshole. Give me the address" I turned to Emily and she flinched at my tone. Sam stepped up again blocking her from my view.

"Don't speak to her like that" He growled and I pushed him backwards.

"You all know where she is, you have her number, give it to me" I demanded and he pushed me back.

"No. She wants nothing to do with this place or with us, you don't get to know anything about her now"

"What and you do? The big loving brother who just let her walk out? Who told her not to come back?"

"Let it go Paul" He growled but I shook my head.

"Let it go? Maybe you can just let it go but I can't" I went to walk out but he grabbed me.

"Leave it alone, she isn't interested. Focus on your own life, fix yourself before you try bringing her into the mess of shit you've got going on"

"I won't give up on her like you" I stepped back from him and he shook his head.

"You are the biggest hypocrite, you're telling me to not give up on my sister? At least I know where mine is" He spat nastily and my stomach lurched in both anger and sickness of the truth. I turned and stormed back out, pushing past Jared as I went. He was just as bad, he drove her to the airport.

"Paul" He called after me but I ignore him and ran home.

I grabbed anything I could, I tore pictures from the walls, I ripped the cushions from the sofa, I put my fist through the mirrors. All the anger inside me bubbled until all I could do was destroy everything. I was good at destroying things.

"Paul" A voice called out, a soft female voice that made me pause but then I saw Leah and I started again, I ripped china ornaments from the cabinet, smashing them against the floor and walls. "Paul stop it" She called out but I ignored her. "Damn it Paul" She leapt and grabbed my hands as I went to throw another picture frame. I shook her off me with too much force and she dropped to the floor. Only then did I stop, when I hurt my pack sister I stopped and looked down at her as she picked herself up.

"Get a hold of yourself" She breathed out standing up and my anger bubbled back.

"Says the one who made it her mission to ensure everyone is miserable because her boyfriend left her" I snapped and she nodded accepting the words.

"Yeah I did, I accept that Paul but I had no choice in the matter, you on the other hand you get a choice. She's your girl, your imprint, ignore Sam he's being a douche, you need to go get her"

I stared at her, she hated imprints. She had never as much spoke to Savannah. "Why are you here? You don't care about her"

"No I don't but you're practically my brother and so maybe deep down I care about you. Repeat that and you die" She warned and I found myself smirking. Sentimental Leah, a new one. "Tearing up your parents house won't make this better trust me, I tried it. You need to fight for her even if she won't listen, she's hurt and I understand it, you understand it but it's not over, it never will be for either of you"

"I can't make it better" I said and she shrugged.

"Maybe you can't, maybe you can. She's lost everyone she's ever cared for, she's scared to let you in just like you are scared to let her in. You need to show her you aren't leaving her, you need to show her she can rely on you, that's all she needs Paul. Sure she's angry about the lies but she loves you"

"No" I started but Leah cut me off.

"She loves you. She'll realise that, now you need to go and find her, you need to show her you love her because you love her not because you've been told to"

"How?"

"I don't know, a big romantic gesture, let her see you Paul not the hard act you put up" Leah smiled a little.

"I don't even know where she is" I moved to the ripped up sofa and sat down, I had no hope. The guys wouldn't tell me.

"Maybe not, but I on the other hand am a genius and stole Kim's little diary. It's funny actually, she's such a sap with Jared but amongst all the Mrs Kim Camerons bullshit was this gem of information" She dug into her short pockets and pulled out a piece of paper, on it had an address in Chicago and a phone number. "She is in Chicago for two more weeks, after that I have no clue where she is" She handed me the paper and I stared at it then at Leah.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because too many of us wolves have been stung in the ass by love, I'm not a complete bitch. I never knew her but she means a lot to you, you need to bring her home" She shrugged and I frowned, maybe Leah did have a heart. "Now go, stop staring at me, go to Seattle get a plane do the big romantic gesture, run through a crowded street, turn up at her work with flowers, I don't know just do it good and come back with her"

I looked around at my wrecked house but Leah waved her hand at me. "I got it, just go and I swear to god mention this to anyone and you die" She promised and I laughed, ok Leah was back. I stood up and ran upstairs throwing my thing in a bag before running back out, Leah smiled at me as I thanked her and I kept going until I got into my truck. I was going to get my girl, one way or another I was getting her back. One way or another.

Savannah POV

"Hey Savannah, I'm probably blocking your mail up" I snapped my hand out stopping the message that was ringing Kim's sweet voice through the silent condo, I don't know how they had got this number but they kept ringing.

"Savannah, please ring home" I clicked delete again and the beep sounded, there were five more messages. I knew who they were off but I played the next one anyway.

"Savannah, it's me again" This time a males voice spoke and I froze, hovering over the delete button. Jared. "I know we keep ringing but it is really important you ring us, it's about Paul"

"No, no no no no" I slammed my fist down onto the machine pressing delete over and over again until all of the messages were gone. "No just leave me alone" I groaned and leant over the marble counter, I wanted to slam my head down but I would probably knock myself out so I didn't.

"Maybe you should hear them out?" I glanced up and saw Kyle watching me from the kitchen; he had his serious expression on that meant he wasn't going to let this go. It had been a week since I left and a week since I spoke to any one from there. Every time they rang it was about Paul but I didn't care about Paul, I didn't want to hear about him.

"No" I said in determination and Kyle sighed.

"So things didn't work out between you two, doesn't mean you have to stop caring. Something could be wrong, just give them a call? Call Emily and just let her know you are ok?" He paused and I shook my head, I couldn't ring there. "She is your family; she needs to know you are ok and your brother"

"My brother doesn't care Kyle; he made that clear to me before I left just like I made it clear to him that I don't need his input into my life. Sam is fine; he has his fiancé and a baby on the way"

"He's worried, he is bound to be worried, you are his baby sister"

"He can't be that worried if he hasn't called. I'm his half sister, a half sister he barely saw. He will get over it"

"A half sister that he took in without needing to be asked, he took you in when you had no one else and he looked after you. He cares about you and you're being so stubborn"

"He took me in because it was either him or foster care, when I was there all he did was get angry and lie to me. It's not some Hollywood brother and sister story where he protects me from all evil and I'm his little princess, he made me hurt more and so right now Sam Uley can go fu" I stopped and stiffened myself, I was getting to carried away in my bitterness. I didn't like bad mouthing people especially my brother. I shook it off and grabbed my bag from the floor.

"Now what are you doing?"

"I'm going for a walk, I need space" I spoke quietly and made my way for the door, Kyle nodded just letting me go and I left giving him a smile to let him know I wasn't annoyed at him. He was trying to be a good friend, I get that but I didn't need it, I didn't need them people and I didn't need to be reminded of home. That place.

I kept walking, hopping on and off buses until I reached the familiar block that held my dance building. The noises around me were failing at blocking my thoughts and so I walked to the front steps and stared up at the building, dance always used to make me forget. Maybe, just maybe it would work this time. Maybe if I walked up those steps and into the building, maybe it would help.

"Savannah?"

I turned at the sound of my name and saw the blonde haired boy that I once dreamt over in high school. He was one of the few guys I had ever had a crush on, him and Grant my ex, but he had turned out to be a dick. They always did. He smiled at me with his white teeth and I smiled back finally catching myself and realising he was stood watching me from the sidewalk.

"Connor" I breathed out and he smiled as he nodded and walked closer to me.

"It's so good to see you, I didn't realise you were back in town" He stopped too close to my body and I had to look up at him. He was tall but in a too much way, he towered over me too much whereas Paul...no. I couldn't think about that.

"I haven't been back long, I'm going to New York with Kyle for the summer. How are you?" I decided on being polite despite what he had done to me in the past. It wasn't worth it.

"That's great, I'm working here for the summer before going to college in California, I got in on football"

"Obviously" I laughed and he nodded still smiling, he was the best football player at our school.

"Sure as hell wasn't my brain. So where are you off?" He asked and I shuffled uncomfortable. Nowhere.

"I'm not sure, I don't know if college is for me"

"Not even dancing?" He asked and I shook my head. "Well you'll rock whatever you do, Jesus it's good to see you. You look" He paused and looked me up and down. "Amazing, as per usual"

I smiled embarrassed at his comment but I didn't blush, it didn't stir my insides like Paul did. My stomach jolted at the thought, the memories of how he told me I looked good and how it made me feel, I had to stop comparing people to him. He was gone.

"Thanks, you too"

His phone began buzzing in his pocket and he glanced at it before wincing in a groan. "Eurgh, I'm super late for work but how long are you here for?"

"Another two weeks"

"Awesome, how about we go grab a coffee or some food? Catch up? It's been ages" He smiled and his eyes sparkled hopefully, I should say no, I know how dangerous this guy was when you let him in, I know how sweet he came across but how much of an ass he could be. I nodded despite myself. Maybe it was a good thing, maybe I needed to focus on something else, someone else. "Hey I've still got your number I'll ring you later but I get off at five, dinner tonight?"

"Sure, sounds good" I nodded and he winked backing away.

"It's good to see you Savannah, really good" He grinned again before running into the crowds of the city streets. I watched him go and let out a long breath, I had just agreed to a date with Connor Jefferson, the guy who every girl liked but every girl knew he would hurt them.

I watched as the streets around me began overcrowding, my body pushed from person to person as they rushed to work with phones glued to their ears. My body was drumming with thoughts, ideas, wants, wishes, needs, fears. I was a mess internally and the loudness of the city that I so craved to take away that mess wasn't working, in fact the noise made me think more, the noise made me miss the silence of the trees where the only noise meeting my ears was the hum of birds, whistle of wind or laughter of the pack guys. I missed it, I missed it all but I was desperate not to miss them, or him. I had to get over him, them, all of it. I had to be me again, just me. If that meant going out with Connor Jefferson, the kid who I knew was more danger, then I would do it. I had to get over Paul, over La Push. One way or another I was getting myself back.