So this chapter was especially hard for me to write as I lost the inspiration halfway through it... But I think that it turned out pretty okay.

But I hope that you will forgive me for any misspellings or grammatical errors. I'm not very good and sometimes my inspiration strikes at the most ungodly hours, which means i'm too tired to actually check for wrongs.

Anyhow, enjoy! And comment or follow!

Terror does not even begin to describe the emotion coursing through my body as I watched Jared's lifeless form. It was as if I was in a trance of some sort, watching my body from above like some Buddhist shit. Move damn it, I screamed at myself, willing my body to do something else than shout his name over and over again. Trapped, confused and utterly unaware of my current naked state, I just sat and stared with a dumb look on my face while he was dead in front of me. Tears coursed down my face, spilling against my knees. I just sat there wishing it was all a bad dream, that I'd wake up with my moms arms around me and Jared safe at home.

And that's when his eyes opened and he loudly gasped for air. "Jared!" I cried, my voice heavy with relief. I launched myself at his body that was shaking with all the force I could muster and thanked the heavens he was alive.

"What happened?" He asked confused.

"I don't know. One minute you were fine and the next your nose was bleeding and you started shaking… And then your heart just s- " My voice cracked at the last word. I closed my eyes not wanting to relive that moment again. That terrifying moment where I thought I'd lost him. My Jared. Gone.

"Shhh I'm okay, you don't need to cry. I'm fine" He comforted me, gently holding me to his body. I hadn't realized that I was crying again until I felt his hand wipe the tears from my cheeks.

"How can you say that?" I shrieked. "You were dead, you didn't have a pulse. You were gone Jared." I cried even harder.

He stared at me sternly. "You sure? I was really dead?" he asked. "Yes, I don't even know how you are alive right now. I swear, you stopped breathing"

His face drawn and serious he looked at me in fear. Fear of my tears. "Shh I'm fine really, I just have the worst headache"

That made my tears lessen to a degree. But still pensive, I looked at him afraid he was going to vanish into thin air. Or worse die again.

"What the hell is going on?" He demanded, as if I actually knew what the fuck all this was.

"I don't know but I intend to find out" I answered determined. Biting my lip I searched my unfortunately malfunctioning brain for answers. And found nothing. What the fuck happened? How can he be alive when he was dead a few minutes ago? Scratch that, How the hell did he die in the first place? Groaning, Can you sue your brain for non support?

When I voiced my thoughts to Jared, he looked just as scared and confused as I felt. One minute we were having sex and the next… Blushing, I remembered that he was still naked and so was I. And from the look in his face he just now thought of that little detail too.

Grinning, he looked down at my body before having the decency to at least look ashamed by his obviously inappropriate goggling. Clearing his throat, he grabbed his T-shirt and offered it to me, I mumbled a sincere thanks as he put on his pants and a t-shirt. I blushed again as he reached for my underwear to give to me. Hastily I pulled them on.

"So this was a nice first time for you" He said sarcastically, attempting to lighten the mood. Which he is too dumb to realize was not a smart move, before it was too late.

I gave him my best death glare, that clearly stated REALLY!?.

"Sorry" He mumbled.

Before I even had the time to open my mouth to insult him with such profanity that the devil would make a crack in the floor just to high five me, the door burst open and three men stormed in. The men were all dressed in black from head to tow. Their faces drawn and their forms clearly said that they were not selling girl scout cookies, I panicked and reached for Jared and stared at the sinister men before me.

"My my looky who we got here. If it isn't little miss Kimberly James and her boy toy" Said one of the men with the most sinister grin on his face. "We have been searching all over for you missy. You were one tough cookie to find." he tsked.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to not let my fear show. And that was hard when he uttered his next sentence.

"Oh not much. Just you. Dead" He said simply as if we were discussing the fucking weather. He nodded at his men, and as cue the other two launched at Jared and held him down as the other one continued.

"Jared!" I screamed" You hurt him and I swear to god, I will kill you, you sick fuck" I growled

"Now now, Don't make empty threats. It's tacky and it doesn't suit you at all." He smiled deadly. "Sit" He commanded, gazing at the chair to my left.

"No thanks, I'm good"

"It wasn't a question" Anger clouded his eyes as he forcefully pushed me down on the chair.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" I heard Jared scream from my right. Glancing at him I saw that the two men were now standing behind him, holding both of his arms behind his back in a tight grip. I saw his clear struggle, as he fought against them.

The man in front of me with the hollow eyes and the long face, let at a noise that would have been mistaken for a laugh had it not been for the irritation in his eyes. " Oh how rude of me. I'd forgotten all about you Jared. Strange" He tilted his head, patronizing before turning his attention back to me. " Now, let me introduce myself. My name is Kenneth." He bowed mockingly.

"Well now I have something to put on you tombstone. Something tells me that Mr Huge douchebag, dick face just wouldn't be appreciated." I replied. You couldn't miss the malice or the contempt in my voice. And judging from his look of pure anger, he surly didn't either.

"You surely are one of a kind aren't ya? So full of life and sass. Shame you'll be dead by the end of the month." He placed one of his hands on his chest in faux sadness. "This whole charade your putting on isn't fooling me you know? I can smell your fear from here"

"What are you? A blood hound?" I asked dryly. "Does your master feed you little kibbles? Who's a good boy?" Every cell in my body screamed at me to run. But the thought of Jared made me push against all my instincts as I sat there as still as I could manage while my body shook. I couldn't leave Jared here and I was pretty sure, even if i tried I wouldn't get very far. Maybe halfway towards the door before one of the men caught me.

He stared at me blankly, as if he couldn't understand that i'd said that to him. " Either you underestimate me, or you overestimate yourself"

"Maybe I'm simply dumb?" I replied courtly. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, hoping to both win some time for a magic escape and a little clarity in the entire messed up situation.

He walked around the room with a certain mockable pride and smugness. As if the world was his for the taking. Before stopping just a few inches from my face. "To break the curse silly" He grabbed my cheeks, squeezing them as if I were a child. Which only made me madder than I already was. I harshly withdrew from his grip.

I heard Jared growl from across the room, obviously enjoying his closeness as much as I was. "What is the curse anyways"

He let out a sinister laugh. " You're precious daddy didn't tell you?" Quietly, I didn't bother to give him a reply from my side. "It's actually very funny. Short story, some of my ancestors killed his precious sister, He got mad and took his revenge out on all of us." He answered curtly. How did he speak of death so lightly? "Now we want ours."

"You killed his sister?" I saw red, My whole body begging for a taste of his blood.

Outraged he screamed at me. " I never touched her! This was hundreds of years ago! But oh how I wished I had been there! How I would have bathed in that little bitch's blood."

Disgusted, "You are sick. You are what is wrong with this world. You pathetic waste of space" I yelled. Angry, he delivered a crushing blow to my cheek, that made me see black spots for a few seconds. Angrily I spit out the blood in my mouth at his feet, as an act of defiance.

At my side I heard one of the men gasp, turning my gaze towards him I saw Jared. Totally out of control. His whole body shook as if he were being electrocuted and the rage on his face made me cringe away out of sheer fear. The men who were once holding him were now backing away from him in fear, but also in understanding. Why, I do not know.

"Kenneth you shouldn't have done that" One said sternly. The other one agreed.

"I didn't know that he was imprinted. I swear" Kenneth answered backing away from him as well. Confused I yelled at them. "What the hell is going on!? Jared?"

I expected a response as Jared gazed at me instead I saw something that would really, I mean really send me to the nuthouse if I ever told anyone happen. One second he was Crazy shaking Jared and the next he was a wolf. Not just the expression, but an actual howling at the moon, paws and everything wolf. Holy shit. Jared was a shape shifter. Numb I stared at his brown fur and big eyes as he tore through one of the men completely. I heard a crack and a second later I saw the man lying on the floor, unmoving.

Kenneth and the other man stared at Jared in what could only be described as in complete and utter terror as they witness what he had done. I let out a strangled sound at the sight before me. His gaze still on the men, he moved towards me eyeing them warily, sensing their coming attack and planted himself in front of me to keep me out of harms way.

He growled out a warning that clearly stated that if they even did one thing he didn't like, they would end up just like the man two feet away.

A mixture of fear and anger held the men grounded and unmoving until the third one screamed out the most ear piercing shout I have ever heard and exploded. Into a fucking wolf. This wasn't happening. Snarling, the two of the collided into a giant tumble of teeth and claws as they battled for their lives. Petrified, I scooted as far away as I could. Praying I wouldn't get caught in the middle of their death match. Fortunately, I could clearly tell which were which, while Jared had short brown fur the other ones was jet black and long. I screamed in fear as I saw the other one throw Jared into the window with the help of his teeth around his neck. Numb with panic, I sat and stared as the two fought like wild beasts before I felt Kenneth's rough hand in my hair pulling me roughly upwards. Yelping out in pain I fought against his hold as he dragged me out the door.

"Jared!" I screamed in pain as kenneth twisted my arm back before silencing me with his hand. Utter frustration consumed my body and left me really fucking pissed of. I wasn't some goddamn damsel in distress, some little eyelash-batting twit for him to just pull and push around. Realizing that it was up to me to save myself, seeing at Jared was too busy trying to save his own I did something very childish. I stomped his foot, hard. He let out a surprised "Umph" sound and loosened his hold on my arm just enough for me to pull away. Turning around, Facing him. I swung my fist, connecting with his face. I let out a pained "Fuck". Punching people hurt, but it felt so good to punch that little pricks smug expression off. Chock, anger and a little confusion were clearly evident on his face as he wiped away the blood under his nose. "You fucking bitch" He sneered.

Pride swelled up in my breast, yeah who's laughing now asshole. He moved towards me with a surprising speed, and slapped me right across my already hurt cheek with force that made my head spin and made another attempt to grasp me. More furious now, I delivered a crushing kick to his shin and moved back when he deflected it. More punches came towards my face, which i luckily deflected and delivered back. He wasn't backing or slowing down. I needed to do something. He wasn't just going to quit I realized. Shit. Utterly clueless I began searching for something to hit him with but came up short. My instincts told me to run, and Jared always told me to trust my instincts, so thats what i did. I ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction with him close on my trail. I heard him shout profanities in the back of my head, I speed up. If it wasn't for Jared consistent nagging in training me to have a better cardio I probably wouldn't have managed to run this far or fast. I silently thanked him in my head while hoping he was okay on his own. Knowing that I couldn't run forever I ran towards the old wood workshop just a few feet a head of me and hid behind a stack of lumber.

Kenneth was close by, I could hear his shouting from a distance. He was truly pissed off. Prattling on about how he couldn't understand why he was stuck with the job of handling a stubborn temper filled little girl. Glaring daggers at his word, I silently vowed to make him regret or possibly eat his own words. My eyes lingered on the rope beside me, grabbing it with both hands, I dared Kenneth to come closer. As if clockwork he did and hastily I wrapped the rope around his neck, catching him by surprise. Holding it was harder than I thought while he clawed at the rope with his hands and pulled it towards him. Realizing my mistake I let go making him stumble a little and took a hold of a big enough stick to use as a weapon. I swung at him as hard as I could, hitting him right in the ribs. As he fell to his knees, I delivered another blow to his back that sent him down on his stomach, he screamed out in pain. I swung again and again, until I was satisfied that he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon. He was out like a light, with blood dripping down his mouth. I couldn't help but feel a little proud over my take down, a man twice my size i might add.

Jared. As soon as his name entered my mind, I ran again. Praying with each step that he was okay, that he beat the man to a pulp like I did. Halfway to the motel, I had to stop to catch my breath before I barfed. Looking around, I saw the black forest all around and an uneasy feeling crawled down my back. As if I were being watched.

I heard a soft growl right behind me and felt a gush of hot breath hit the back of my neck. Paralyzed in fear I stood still waiting for certain death. Wanting to be brave before dying I willed my body to turn around to met the creature. Relief hit my body so hard I almost doubled over.

"Oh Jared" I cried and flung my arms around the beasts neck. The wolf purred in satisfaction. He actually purred before stroking his furry cheek against mine. "I was so scared! I thought.. I thought you died." I clung on for dear life, letting the horrors of what had happened wash over me. Crying harder and shaking, I burrowed my face into his neck, reveling in the silky fur and warmth. Letting his presence sooth me.

Jared let out a pained whimper that made me draw back to look at him. His eyes showed the evident sign of his clear discomfort and distress. Frowning, I understood that he had probably been just as worried about me as I'd been of him. Wanting to confirm him that I was fine just a little shook-up I hugged him again and mumbled countless times that I was alright into his fur. When I felt him relax into my hold I figured it was okay to let go just enough to look at him. Transfixed by his stare I forgot what I was about to say, but somehow I didn't care in the least. Looking at him was enough for now. But then it dawned me. I was looking at a wolf. Confusion settled on my brow.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked carefully, trying to not let the hurt override my voice. I couldn't quite figure out why he hadn't. Did he feel like he couldn't trust me? I did after all tell him my secret, even though it scared the living crap out of me doing so. Could he have really thought so low of me to think that I would've scorned him if he had actually told me? Begrudgingly I thought of how I would have reacted if he had. Would I have laughed in his face, called him crazy or maybe even gotten scared of him? Sadness washed over me when I realized I probably would have done all three.

The wolf just shook his head in obvious hopelessness before staring into my eyes again, in search for something I guess. "Maybe this isn't the right time to be having this conversation?" I figured since after all, there were two dead men in our hotel room and one passed out not far from here. And honestly I wanted to put as much distance between them and us as I could. Bobbing his head in obvious agreement I stared at him again. "Well I can't really walk around with a huge wolf by my side" I muttered sarcastically. I was answered with a toothed grin, clearly satisfied with the "huge" statement. I rolled my eyes and snorted, god, men and their egos. "You can't switch back?" I frowned and bit my lip.

Debating it for a while he finally settled on shaking his head "no" . "Why not?" I asked confused. He stared down at my clothes and then gestured with his nose at his own body.

That's when realization dawned me. I let out a loud laugh, understanding his slight problem. "You would be naked wouldn't you?" He gave a slight nod but he was clearly amused by my statement. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before you know" I reminded him innocently.

My comment triggered something because shortly after he let out a noise that sounded a little like a laugh and he grinned. He fucking grinned. Even in wolf form, I could see that he was smug. Feeling brave and stupid I punched him lightly in the side and muttered "Asshole" under my breath but I couldn't hold back my goofy smile any longer than that. Well then what the hell were we going to do? I couldn't very well walk around town while people saw us. "No no, don't be scared. He's just my pet wolf. Really he's completely harmless. You see his teeth? Just plastic. Please don't call the coops" The thought made me laugh out loud. Yepp, just another tuesday in my crazy life.

Dumbfounded he stared at me. "I was just thinking what people would say if they saw me walking you with a leash around town." Grinning himself, he just shook his head at my silliness. "I'd need a really big poop-a-scooper wouldn't I? Maybe a special made too?" I rambled on as we walked. "Oh lord, I'd have to buy like 20 pounds of dog food everyday judging by your size. You're one expensive pet aren't you" I continued. The look of disgust on his face by the mentioning dog food made me laugh again. "Are you strong in this form? " I asked curiously. He nodded proudly, showing of a full set of sharp teeth in the process. " How strong? 200 pounds strong?" I continued. Judging by the offended look he shot my way I figured that the figure was too low. "Okay bark when I'm right. 300?" Nothing. "400?" Nothing again. I couldn't help being impressed. "600?" He barked. Holy shit. Ma man was hella strong. "Damn boy. You ate your veggies as a kid didn't you?" I laughed.

He made a rumbling noise, which I now knew was him laughing. Before I could stop myself I asked him, "Could you carry me?" He gave me a dull stare that clearly said "duuh". "Cooooool" I dragged it out on purpose, hoping that he would catch the hint. He stared at me questioning, silently asking, "Why do you ask?"

"Could we.. I mean could I maybe.. You know ride you?" I asked embarrassed. At first he looked truly shocked and then he just laughed and nodded.

"Really?" I couldn't hide my excitement, or my childish giddiness.

As a reply he gently lowered himself at my side, lying down and patiently waited for me to board him. Squealing in delight, I swung my leg around his back and grabbed fistfuls of his fur, to give me something to hold onto as he raised himself from the ground. Holy sweet guacamole. "This is so fucking awesome" I jumped up and down in giddy excitement.

He laughed again and nodded in agreement as he started sprinting through the forrest. I knew he was holding back and it was so absurd that I couldn't help rolling my eyes.

"Is this it? Wow I actually thought you'd be faster. I guess this is impressive" I teased him.

My words had the desired effect, as soon as the words left my mouth, his speed accelerated from meeh to holy fuck I was going to die. Laughing as the adrenaline coursed through my body, I sat back and felt totally at peace as the wind rushed through my hair and as I watched the trees blur by at the speed.

This only made him go faster, clinging on for dear life I let out a loud howl, letting him know how cool this was. "Jared this is amazing!" I screamed in utter admiration and joy.

Even though I couldn't see his face I knew that he was smiling as well, enjoying it as much as I was. I clutched my legs harder at his side and leaned my face against the back of his neck. Watching his paws quick yet graceful movements, admiring his ability to sense where he should step. In this form, I realized that he was truly beautiful.

"You're so beautiful." I whispered simply, knowing that he could hear me."Human or wolf, doesn't matter. You are truly undeniably beautiful."

I yawned, the loss of adrenalin crashed my entire system, from this point on I was running on fumes. As if he sensed my sudden drowsiness, his pace slowed. I let the new pace, his soft fur and the warmth lull me to sleep.

A soft rumbling noise woke me up from my deep slumber. I blinked my eyes before rubbing the sleep out of them. Staring down I saw my wolf eying me with an apologetic look, probably feeling guilty for disturbing my sleep. I flashed him a soft smile saying I didn't mind. He bowed down low enough for me to be able to slide off him.

"Why did we stop?" I yawned and stretched my arms above my head. He only stared straightforward, following his gaze I noticed the little shack at the end of the clearing.

Understanding him, "It's empty?" I asked. He nodded. "You sure?" I asked again uncertainly. He nodded again more forcefully. That was all I needed to start moving towards it. The door creaked in resistance, as if it hadn't been open in a very long time. Looking into the room, I noticed a clean couch which was placed before a fireplace. A little chair, a carpet and of course all the creepy stuffed animal heads on the wall. Looking behind me I saw Jared outside, confused by his disinterest in coming in I asked "Why are you standing out there? Come in."

He frowned, looking at the door and then down at himself. My mouth formed a small "O" he was too big to step into the doorway. "Do you want me to find some clothes?" I asked. He probably didn't want to transform back and be butt naked in front of me. Not that I would have minded, but clearly he did so on I went, in a quest to find some garments.

Walking further into the shack, which indeed was very small, confirming my suspicion. The kitchen was just a few steps away from the living room, and only had room for two counters, a stove, a fridge and a tiny table with two chairs. It was quaint and very 50s. I smiled in spite of myself, it was actually a very adorable shack apart from the dead animals of course. Next to the kitchen I found an extremely tiny bathroom but it had a shower, bless the lord for that. Rummaging through the drawer under the sink I found some old toothpaste, toothbrushes, a first aid kit and two towels, but no clothes. Sighing I moved on. The bedroom was adorable, confirming that there was probably a female staying here as well. Maybe it was a hunting cabin? or maybe a little summer home?

I glanced at the big bed that smack in the middle of the room, neatly made and soft it was very tempting. There were two bedside tables, one on each side.

One with a lamp and the other had a book on it. Pulling out the drawers of the first one, I found a flashlight, batteries, a magazine and some hand sanitizer. I smirked, yeah a female definitely lived here. The thing I found in the other drawer made me blush, condoms. Shutting the drawer with unnecessary speed I moved on to the shoebox to my left, figuring that it would certainly contain some item of clothing. I opened the first drawer, hallelujah! It was packed with socks and boxers. No panties though, odd. The next, I found three pairs of sweatpants and two pairs of jeans. I rejoiced looking at the washed out blue jeans. They were actually my size, thank god. Grabbing the jeans and a pair of sweatpants i flung them onto the bed along with two boxers and two pairs of socks. The third drawer were filled with shirts, big and small. I found a large T-shirt for Jared and a long armed green shirt for me. Grabbing his Items I went outside and put them in front of him. He stared at me gratefully.

"I'm gonna leave you to your privacy and maybe take a shower if it works" I smiled softly before reaching up to give him a light kiss on the cheek. Silently thanking him for protecting and taking care of me. Freezing, I made my way over to the shower. Silently praying it worked, I slowly turned the knob. "Praise Jesus" I smiled. The water began to pour down, halting it's movements in the beginning, probably not used to being used anymore. The water was freezing at first but after a few minutes it was hot enough to be pleasurable. I wanted to cry out of sheer happiness as I stepped into the steaming shower. A loud moan escaped my lips as I felt the water sliding down my back, warming up my body to the core. After lathering myself in soap from head to tow, I finally started to feel like myself again. Afraid and lonely.

Sadness gripped my body as i sank down in the shower. Before I knew it, tears started to fall and even though I was warm I started shaking. What the hell was I going to do. I almost got Jared killed today. I actually did kill Jared today. I wasn't normal, which probably meant that I couldn't do shit like that. Maybe I never would. Kissing him was fine and touching but obviously intimacy wasn't.. I would never let myself do that again and until I figure why, I would just stay away from it all together. I was probably going to die anyways so it wasn't a big problem. He would find another and I would be at peace.

Thinking back at the people I left back home, Chay, Nate, Embry , Dean, Liam and Gabriel my sadness grew into sobs. I wanted it to go away. I wanted to be home, in my bed, with my guitar, I even wanted to hear mom yell at me again. I'm not cut out for this. I can act strong and I can fake being brave, but I wasn't. I was just a little girl who needed her mom to tell her that everything would be okay. Still naked and crying I felt strong arms elope me into a crushing hug. Not caring that I was drenching his clothes or that I was completely naked he just held me silently, until there wasn't a tear left in my body.

He lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom where he helped me into a pair of boxers and the green shirt before placing me under the covers. Reaching out for his hand as he was about to leave, I looked at him.

"Please stay with me" I begged in a ragged voice.

"Always" He replied as he scooted me over to make room for himself before gathering me up in his arms.

"I'm scared Jared." I said into the darkness. Not knowing if he heard me until he sighed.

"Me too"

"Tell me a story" I pleaded silently, wishing for some distraction.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Tell me about the first time you changed into a wolf" I answered. I was actually curious about it. I've read about it, but now I have a real life person who's actually been there. "I remember the day you came back after you'd been gone for three weeks. It was then wasn't it? Nobody gets that buff in three weeks"

"How do you remember that?" He asked sincerely surprised.

Shaking my head, not wanting to embarrass myself further I prayed that he would let it go but obviously his curiosity got the better of him as he kept pestering me. Sighing I decided to just tell him. "Well for starters it was the day I fainted but also I remember everything you do." I whispered. " Like for instance when you dated that horrible girl Michelle. Didn't know what you saw in her." I added disgusted

"Neither do I" He answered truthfully. "I thought I loved her but honestly I think I loved the illusion of love." He gave me a soft smile that reached all the way to his eyes before grazing his fingers down my cheek. " Now I know for sure."

My heart fluttered at his words, I desperately wanted to show him how much I loved him. But I couldn't let myself. Not again. Clearing my throat wishing to steer the subject somewhere else "You still haven't answered my question" I reminded him. Sadness flashed into his eyes but disappeared just as quickly.

"I was scared as fuck. One second I was me and the next I had paws and fur, the switch scared me so bad that I ran away into the woods. I wasn't able to switch back, no matter how hard I tried, I was fucking stuck like that for three days. If it wasn't for Sam I probably would have been stuck longer. He helped me, explained to me what had happened and what to do next. He took me in, made me apart of his pack. Secretly I think he was glad I had turned, so that he wouldn't be alone in it. " He chuckled lightly. "It was hard to control at first, anger was my trigger and still is. The second I got a little mad I exploded. But now at least I can control it for sometime and it takes a lot more to piss me off. It's probably why I haven't killed Paul yet" I laughed with him, thinking about surly Paul.

"I've wanted to punch Paul a few times too." I admitted. "Everybody has" He added. "Such a nice and gentle spirit he is" I teased. "Oh yes the gentlest" He teased back.

"It may had only taken three days for me to turn back, but it took a shit ton of time to get used to the idea that I was a wolf. Sam warned me not to go back to school to quickly just incase something would send me to the edge. It took three weeks to just control the shifting and my mood swings, and the way I learned to do it wasn't exactly fun" He sneered. "And when I did come back everybody was looking at me differently, made me really fucking creeped out."

"Well that's cuz you were like a total babe" I said in my best plastic tits, fake blonde and cheap nails voice. He let out a loud laugh at that. "What the hell was that?" He asked through his laughing.

"Oh I was just copying every girl in school that day" I rolled my eyes at their blaint fucking goggling at him. "Seriously?" Humor shone bright in his eyes now.

I nodded. "I swear the things I heard" I sneered. "I almost offered one girl a tissue to wipe her drool with. And omg he's so dreamy, just look at his muscles. I'd like to lick his body"

He smirked proudly. "If I wasn't so damn flattered, I would feel insulted."

I rolled my eyes. " Don't let it all go to your head. I fear what would happen if your ego got even bigger."

He flashed me a eat-shit grin, obviously not letting my condescending attitude ruin his new found high. So my baby liked compliments? Intrigued, I studied his reaction. "You did look super hot though." I said, testing him. Judging by the way his whole face lit up into a smile so sincere it made my heart hurt, I decided. Yeah my baby liked compliments. I didn't mind giving them, I discovered.

"Maybe I should have started lifting weights a long time ago." He raised his eyebrow in questioning.

I shrugged in response. It really didn't matter that much to me how he looked. How huge his arms were or how flat his stomach were. All that mattered to me was that he was and will always be the boy who saved my life.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked quietly. His stare piercing my very core.

"About what?" I replied, figuring that if I remained ignorant he would drop the subject.

He eyed me warily, obviously not caring at all about my indifference. "Please don't." He sighed. "We've been through this before and I honestly don't know if I can handle you disappearing on me again." He rubbed his temple before continuing. "I know that you feel like you're a burden and that you have to hold in everything. But honestly, the more you do that, the more I feel that you're slipping away and that terrifies me."

I stared at him, letting his words sink in and tried to come up with an explanation that would justify my actions. I could feel all of his emotions as they were my own. I could sense his fear in the pit of my stomach, his unease like a headache and his dread weakening my body.

"I've taken you away from your home, your friends and your family." I stated simply. " From everything familiar, from everything you love. And I've placed you smack in the middle of a death storm. I know you want to protect me and I love you for that. You have no idea how much I love you for that." I said with passion, watching the features of his face turn from defiant to sadness. "But can't you understand that it's because I love you I push you away? "

"Yeah I do. But it doesn't mean that it has to be that way. The way I see it is i'm already in this mess weather you like it or not. There is no going back, so you're going to have to make a choice. Either we push each other away or we can work together and beat this." He replied fiercely, his face drawn.

"And what if you die?" I snapped back.

"Everyone dies at one point. I would rather die fighting with you, than live without you." He said genuinely.

"You're an idiot" I shook my head at his silly words.

He smiles softly at my words. "Yes I am but to be fair it's my only flaw."

I smiled with him. "I love you. And I will try, for you to not push you away. "

He grinned before placing a gentle kiss on my mouth. As he stroked my cheek and gazed at me with a look of profound admiration, I decided that even though the world was utter shit I wouldn't succumb to it. Not while he was by my side.

"I love you too." he replied softly as he nestled me into his chest and laid us down. I let out a sigh as his warmth lulled me to sleep. We were going to be okay. Tomorrow was after all a new day.

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