A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back with another chapter of DA! This is a little different, but I felt like you should see some of the other's point of views. I hope you enjoy it! Be sure to review or PM me if you have any suggestions or comments! Okay, on with the story! Happy reading!

WARNING: GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE, MANIPULATION, GRAPHIC LANGUAGE, TRIGGERING IMAGERY, AND ADULT IMAGERY. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS OR DO NOT ENJOY IT, DO NOT READ.

Chapter Seven.

Jacob's POV:

How could she do this to me? I gave her my heart and she rips it to shreds. She goes and makes out with my best friend, a boy that was like a brother to me. How pathetic can you get?

She was angry at me because of Leah, I get that. But I had no control over it! Now she's going to break Embry's heart too. All she cared about were the stupid Cullen's and her true love Edweird.

"You okay? You're trembling." Leah asked in confusion, lifting her head from my chest to meet my eyes. Immediately I calmed down. She always did that to me.

She was so beautiful; the softest and prettiest hair that had been cut to her shoulders, full pretty pink lips I loved kissing, and dark eyes I got lost in. I loved Leah, she was my perfect match; my soulmate.

But I still thought of Bella from time to time.

"Yeah, I'm okay." She opened her mouth to speak again but then her alarm rang.

"Crap, I'm sorry. I have to leave for work."

"Already? You just got here."

"I've been here since last night, Jake," I grumbled and pulled back down to bed before pressing my lips to hers. One thing led to another and her hand ended up in my hair while I dove into her jeans to grab her butt. We pulled away and panted before she quickly pushed herself off me again and pulled off her sweater.

When her work shirt was on she grabbed her keys and blew me a kiss before exiting my room. A few minutes later she left the house and I was left to ponder my thoughts again.

How did Bella and Embry become so close? Bella had never even attempted to kiss me. We held hands a few times, but she always kept me at arms-length.

She said that she was ready to give us a try, but I knew it was all for show. She never wanted to be with me. And she never had the decency to let me go.

It was a pure luck that I had Leah now. I was much happier with her.

As the birds chirped outside and the waves crashed on the beach ways away, my heart clenched in my chest and my head started to hurt. What was this feeling? Not heartbreak, but maybe disappointment?

I didn't really matter, anyway. I had Leah now.

Leah, Leah, Leah. Her name was like a song I never wanted to stop singing.

But even as I rejected the thought, Bella was still a tune that struck a cord in my heart too.

Quil's POV:

That asshole! I try to show the pack what Embry was doing, and I get in trouble? He was the one fraternizing with the leech lover! He was making out with her! How come I got the short end of the stick? And why was he kissing her anyway? She was smoking hot, I'll give her that, but she ripped Jake's heart out and then expected him to be there for her when she finally woke up from her wallowing.

Paul chose that moment to barge in and yell. "Can you shut the fuck up? You're whining is making it hard not to beat your ass."

"Why am I the only one freaking out over this? He's literally sleeping with the enemy!"

"They're not sleeping together, you idiot. And it's not a big deal. Have you forgotten that the leech's abandoned her? You should know how that feels."

"Shut the fuck up! That was totally different."

"Was it? I remember Bella giving you a ride home after you started crying because Jacob and Embry ran from you. Imagine how she felt when that boyfriend of hers dumped her and left her in the woods alone and unprotected. She got hypothermia and didn't talk to anyone for months." Guilt filled my body and whined pathetically.

He was right. There was no point in my judging her. Life dealt her a bad hand and now she was just dealing with the fallout. I wouldn't fault her for trying to move on.

"Jacob is happy with Lee now, and if Embry decides to make it official with Bella we should support him too," Paul exclaimed with bark.

"When did you become so philosophical?"

"I've always been this way, my young Padawan." I rolled my eyes.

"Never mind, I take it back."

"You can't do that!"

"Can too!"

"Cannot!"

"Can too!"

"Cannot!"

We bickered back and forth as usual, but unbeknownst to us people watched from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to pounce. Not noticing them would become fatal.

Tiffany Call's POV:

My shift at the factory ended hours ago, and here I sit in my recliner waiting for my son to come home from whatever mess he's got himself in to. It wasn't a rare occurrence for him to be out for days on end, but after investigating his room I found all his stuff gone. What kind of shit was he pulling now?

I quickly dialed his cell phone and he answered on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" There was a moment of silence before he answered.

"I moved out." Moved out? Excuse me? Hell no.

"You're sixteen! You can't move out!"

"I did."

"Tell me where you are right now or so help me I'll-" I was cut off by the dial tone. With a grunt of frustration, I slammed the phone back into place before punching the wall. "Stupid ass! Why the fuck did I raise you when you always disappoint me!"

What was the point of being kicked out by my family when I chose to keep him?

If only I hadn't slept with that asshole. None of this would have happened if I hadn't made that stupid mistake.

"I can't feel you through a condom. Don't you want me to feel good too?"

I was young and naïve. I paid for my decision to this day.

Embry used to be such a good kid, my sweet soldier that I confided all my trouble in. I rarely had to spank him or raise my voice. Until he joined Sam Uley's gang.

They were all on steroids. They had to be. How else did they all beef up so fast?

And he was out all night and lied about where he was. I was at my wit's end.

Did he even think of me, his mother? How this made me look? The mother of a thug.

I sat down at the kitchen table and put my head in my hands.

This couldn't go on any longer. I wasn't going to let him ruin my reputation like this. Jason had been begging me to move in with him in Tacoma. Maybe it would be good for Embry. A nice change of scenery and a distance from all the bad influences.

I breathed deeply in and out before laying my head on my arms and closing my eyes.

This was the only way I could stop him from messing everything up. He wasn't stupid, he could do things and go places. Embry would be able to get a good job and support me in my old age one day.

Tacoma it is then. I just had to find out where he was. Once mommy found him, we'd leave this wretched reservation and never look back. I was sure of it.

Charlie's POV:

It was a slow day. A few kids went over the speed limit, someone's car got broken into, but thankfully the woman had been caught and the items were returned. One runaway.

Looking through the file in hand, I rubbed a hand over my face.

Embry Wayne Call, age sixteen.

This hadn't been the first time he had run away.

But this was the first time he was staying with the chief of police in Forks, Washington.

His mother had abused him, not only mentally but physically. But Embry's bruises had all but disappeared and it was his word against hers. We had taken pictures, but a lawyer could say that they were "edited".

The phone rang suddenly, pulling me from my ponderings. I answered the call on the second ring.

"Chief Swan, speaking."

"I know you have my son!" Her voice was like a banshee and I pulled the phone away from my ear with a wince.

"Who is this?"

"Tiffany Elaine Call, obviously. Return my son or I will have you arrested for child abduction."

"I guess I'll have to get a warrant for child endangerment and neglect for you, Ms. Call."

"Excuse me? I would never!"

"I have evidence. I can get you booked without bail real quick. Don't push me."

"Is that a threat?"

"No, it's a promise." I hung up the phone and looked down at the file before sighing.

I couldn't let him go back to that house, to that woman. Something needed to be done, and fast.

His life depended on it.