Nineteen-Embry
I felt like I was dying. Bree said it was "sympathy pains' and she was right. She thought I was experiencing her morning sickness but I knew I wasn't. This was the bond. I wasn't with who I was supposed to be with and that was killing me. I had always heard about how denying an imprint bond could be fatal but never thought I would be living it. I tried reaching out to Mila after she came home from the hospital but she never answered my texts. I called her a bunch of times until she told me to stop calling. The wolf in me wanted to keep fighting for her but I knew I couldn't. I didn't want her to run away.
The fact that she was still at La Push gave me hope that she wasn't going to leave. She wasn't talking to any of the imprints or even Ava. The guys offered to go and see her but I knew that wouldn't work. So instead on my lunch breaks from the shop, I would phase and go over to her house. I listened for her but she really wasn't talking. But today was different. When I got there I smelled somebody else. As soon as I recognized the scent, my heart dropped a little. She had called Caleb and he came.
I was in so much pain I fell to the ground and laid there. I didn't know if wolves could cry but that's what I felt like doing.
"It will be alright Em, just give her time," Seth said.
"Get out!" I yelled at him.
"I'm sorry," Seth said quickly and cut himself off from me. I didn't hear her come out. If I had I would have gotten up and ran. I should have gotten up but I hadn't seen her in a week. Her eyes were wide and she was frozen in her spot. She didn't smell like cherries anymore. I wondered if she changed the lotion she was using. I could smell the fear and hear her taking deep breaths.
"Please don't eat me," she whispered and held her hands up. I saw the splints on her fingers and let out a whimper. I had did that to her! How the hell could I hurt my imprint like that? I didn't deserve to have her, not after all of this. She didn't deserve somebody like me. All I did was hurt her. I turned around and ran.
I needed to leave her alone. I needed to let Mila be. She didn't need somebody as fucked up as me. And the only way I could do that focus on Bree and the baby. She was only two month so we still had a long way to go. She had been trying to make me excited, leaving articles around the house. She had even started a list of possible names and posted it to the fridge. I had been making it a point to avoid her. All I was thinking about was getting Mila back.
I phased, threw on some clothes, and walked into the house. I smelled her before I saw her. I heard the gag and smelled the throw up right after. Bree moaned and started panting. I looked around the living room and really paid attention to everything. It was a mess. There were clothes everywhere, most of them were mine. A small bottle of pills sat on the coffee table. Bree's name was typed on the label. Apparently she had morning sickness so bad, the doctor had prescribed her some medication. When did she go to the Dr.? I heard Bree gag again and started to feel bad. I walked into the bathroom and found Bree over the toilet.
"Come on Bree," I said quietly. She moaned and held her hand out, trying to stop me. I knew she didn't want me to see her like this; she didn't even like me seeing her with her nightly face cream on. When I picked her up, she seemed lighter. I didn't know if this was a good thing or a not. Women were supposed to gain weight when they were pregnant.
"You're home early," she said as I sat her on my lap. I turned the water on and made sure the temperature was good before I slid her down in the water. She smiled and took a deep breath. I washed her up and even washed her hair. This was something that I hadn't done for her before. After pulling her out and drying her off, I put her in the bed. Her head had barely hit the pillow before her eyes were closed.
I stood and watched her sleep for a while before I turned to walk out the room. As soon as I did, I heard a weird noise. It was mumbled but I could still hear it. I turned around and Bree was smiling in her sleep. Her hand was on her stomach. I walked over and got to my knees. The sound wasn't quite as mumbled as before but it still wasn't clear. Bree's moved her hand. She grabbed my hand and placed it where her hand was just sitting. I don't know how to explain it but I knew there was something there. This was mine, my baby. This was my one thing in the whole world that I had made.
I was a part of the reason there would be an amazing person walking the earth one day. This was my baby and while his way of being here may not have been perfect, he was still mine. Yes I was saying he, if I was going to be a parent, I would rather parent a boy than a girl. Not that I had anything against girls, I just know more about being a boy. Bree let out a sigh. "I knew you would come around Embry," she whispered.
I cleaned up the house and was making dinner when my phone rang. Well not really making dinner. We had frozen lasagna in the freezer and I threw it in the oven. It still had five minutes left when the phone rang. I ignored my cell and went into the kitchen. The lasagna smelled great. I sat it on the stove to cool off and was going to wake Bree up when my cell rang again. Bree met me in the hallway.
"I was just coming to wake you up.'
"Well we smelled food and couldn't stay in bed. Did your mom drop this off?" she asked walking into the kitchen.
"No my mom did not drop this off! I cooked it.'
"Look at you," she said smiling at me. She looked at the dish then turned to me. "Well since you made dinner I can make dessert. We are thinking ice cream sundaes."
"We?"
"Yes, me and our daughter would like ice cream for dessert," she walked over and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"I think our son would prefer brownies."
"Son?"
"Yes son."
Bree smiled and leaned up to kiss me. It was the first time we had kissed in a while. Even though I could feel her lips, my mind was telling me this was wrong. She wasn't supposed to be who I was kissing. As if she knew what I was thinking, she quickly pulled away and mumbled sorry before stepping away. We awkwardly moved around the kitchen, her grabbing plates, me putting the food on the table. We sat down and I scooped a thick slice onto her plate. Bree smiled and grabbed her fork. We ate in silence. I didn't know what to say.
"Embry!"
"Yea?"
"Yea what? Bree asked confused.
"You didn't just call my name?"
"No, are you doing ok?" she asked laughing. I laughed with her but I knew what I heard. I heard somebody saying my name. I put another forkful of food in my mouth.
"Embry!" I looked around again. I know what I heard. Something was calling my name. Bree grabbed my hand and ran her fingertips over my knuckles.
"Embry are you ok?"
I looked at my hand and back up to her. No I wasn't ok. I wasn't ok at all. I was stuck in what I could easily say was living hell. Bree was pregnant with my child and Mila wasn't talking to me. And now I was imagining somebody calling my name. No I wasn't ok. But I couldn't tell Bree that. I couldn't tell her anything. And that's why being with her was killing me. If I was sitting with Mila right now, I could tell her everything. I smiled and was about to tell her I was ok when the front door flew open.
"Embry where are you!" Seth's voice yelled out as he ran into the house. I jumped up from the table and ran into the living room.
"Embry!"
"What's going on?"
"It's Mila."
My heart stopped. What did he mean its Mila? What happened to her? She had to be ok? She was fine when I saw her earlier. Sure she was scared but she was fine.
"Come on," he said running out the house. Without even thinking, I ran behind him, grabbing the pair of shorts I kept rolled up by the front door. I slipped them around my ankle. He ran straight to the forest and my heart dropped.
"EMBRY…..EMBRY….Embry wait!" I heard Bree yelling after me. I knew she was going to be pissed by the time I got back home. I knew she wouldn't understand what was going on. This could possibly be the last straw for her but I had to get to Mila.
What is going on?" I asked Seth.
Kim called Jared and told him they couldn't find Mila or Caleb.
Who are they?
Leah, Kim and Emily went over to Ava's after Caleb called Emily and told them to come over. Kim said they were drinking and Leah went all drunken monkey on them. She started crying and asking why she didn't have her imprint. Jared said cutting into the conversation. He thought about what Kim had told him. Leah was really messed about the whole thing. It was weird because she always acted so tough and put together.
Ok so where is Leah? I asked them. I followed behind Seth. He was heading towards one of the clearings.
Nobody knows. She hasn't or didn't phased yet. But Kim said she still hasn't come back to Emily's. Jared told us.
Ok so how is Mila involved in all of this? I asked. Confused as to why Seth came and got me. We were almost to the clearing when two smells hit my nose; cherries and leech.