Chapter 9- It's Called Breakup Cause it's Broken.

Emily pulled into the La Push reservation heading to Embry's house. As she passed all the familiar places, she thought of her life here. It wasn't perfect, but it turned out all she wanted and needed. She missed her family, but something about Embry felt like home more than they ever were. He knew her better than Emmett, and that is saying something quite deep. As she drove out to her destination, she felt the familiar pain creeping into her bones. Deducing that it was the position she was holding the steering wheel, she tried to move around on the short drive. Apparently she overestimated how well she was doing today. Giving her dad a quick call to let him know, he told her try to get home as soon as she could because that meant her current meds were not working as well as they thought. It was the first time she attempted something as difficult as driving, although it wasn't exactly difficult but used much more strength and muscle memory than she knew. The despair of seeing how much this sudden illness has already taken from her was almost too much to bear. However, she did have a mission to complete that was far more troubling than any pain she has felt.

As Emily was driving over, Embry was of course unaware. Instead, he was sitting right behind the front door. He usually ends up here on the floor after holding it all together just long enough to get home to break down. Holding onto the engagement ring he had planned to give Emily right as his life was ripped into shreds. If it was not for the simple small hope remaining that maybe, just maybe she would be his true soulmate, he would have likely not been able to hold it together so far. Emily deserved so much more than this. More than a guy who turned into an animal, more than a man that could tear her apart at the drop of a hat. More than he simply had to offer. She was everything, the calm to his storm and the sparkle of every star. The depression, the anxiety, the pain of his dad not being there, the pain and heartache of life Emily carried for him and with him. He was lucky to find perfection in such an unperfect circumstance long ago. The guys told him to dump her and return the ring, and he proceeded to try his best to rip them apart in wolf form. Embry knew that ring would be in his possession for the rest of his life. It was all he had left of their life and future together. The sadness could not cover the anger he did have.

Part of the reason he has not broken up with Emily is due to not wanting to speak with her just enough to keep him locked away. How could she hide everything so easily from him? She lived with the enemy, and was the enemy in the pack's eyes. Jacob was livid to see his almost sister as part of the family that took his precious Bella. Quil was simply hurt that she didn't tell them. Then again, they wouldn't have believed her. Jacob laid a lot of the blame on Billy, as did the pack. Sam sympathized with Embry, but the rule still stood that unless she was an imprint they could not be together. Embry was more hurt, confused, betrayed, angry, basically any emotion that was negative due to all the times flashing through his head of all the things she never said or admitted to. How many lies did she tell him? Did she even love him? Was he ever going to meet her parents, or would there be excuses all his life? He understood the secret, as he had one too, but he didn't understand how someone who claimed and promised all secrets were shared could keep this one. He loved her more than enough to atleast listen. To accept they were different. A hint would have been nice, or some way to know that although it was not her secret to tell, she wanted him to share it with her.

Beyond the betrayal, there was the audacity to live in a home of vampires. He thought back to every time Emily claimed her brother broke a bone of hers. Every scratch or bruise to his memory was another log to his mental fire flaming into anger. The downside of being madly in love with his best friend for 15 years was that he knew quite a lot. She was clumsy and sometimes wouldn't think of her safety to do something adventurous, but he didn't ever think she would be so insane to put herself in a room where people could kill her instantly, or worse make her one of them. Was this the life that she would rather have? If she stayed and became one of them, he would have to fight her or even kill her one day. She was with the enemy, meaning she was the enemy. Still underneath all this anger, he loved her. The time to face her and break it off was overdue. Sam's patience ran out a while ago, but hearing Embry's depressing thoughts every patrol or shift they shared was enough to make a hardened criminal soft. The guys understood now what he went through daily with his mental health by hearing his thoughts. Only Emily could ever bring solace in the mental tidal waves for him. He was drowning within himself..

Suddenly the wind shifted and his thoughts suddenly stopped. Was Embry dreaming? The sound of a car approaching sounded just like Emily's, as he has looked forward to it for so many years. He smelled her within seconds due to his enhanced senses. He never wanted to forget that smell, but there was another smell there. Vile and vulgar were the angry thoughts radiating from him, but he couldn't phase now and hurt her. Billy said she knew nothing of the wolves. It was Embry's job to keep it that way since the leeches had that much respect at least. He silently begged that he wouldn't have to find out just how badly it hurt to lose her for good.

As Emily walked up the muddy path to the door she knew Embry was home. The unmistakable shuffling inside the window was something that she could recognize in total darkness. It was a buzz in the air that told her something was different, besides how Embry looked the same, yet completely different. He opened the door and before she could knock or even get a word out, he opened the flood gates.

"Didn't you get the hint?" Emily stumbled in her words not expecting that to be the greeting she received. "Or did you finally get tired of lying to me?" Okay, Emily was hallucinating because that was not Embry. His voice yes, her Embry no. "Babe, what are you talking-" "No. No babe Emily we're through. You didn't have the decency to tell me the truth all these years. Better yet, you played us all." It couldn't be true. How did he know about her family?

"Embry, I don't know-" "Cut the crap Emily. I am tired of this, and tired of you. The whole rez was only putting up with you because Billy is on the council. I mean you were fun and all for a while, but like all shiny toys they get old, broken, and boring. I mean why would I want someone whose family didn't even want them. Instead you are just a blood bag for your precious 'family'. Go back to being their charity case like you were here, but don't come back around. Honestly if I never see your face or know of your existence for eternity, it won't be enough. Thanks for the entertainment while it lasted though, but you weren't special considering all the girls that laid in my bed while you weren't here. You were just one of many, and the easiest of all. The guys and I all enjoyed many laughs on your expense, but we don't need you anymore."

Emily was speechless, but anger like she had never experienced bubbled inside her. Embry knew he was being cruel, but he couldn't take living in the same place with the risk of seeing her at any moment knowing he could never have her. Fearing to look into her eyes for what he could bet would not be there. After all the damage fate has laid at his door recently, this was the perfect tipping point. It was quite for several breaths until he looked up to make sure she was even there. As she silently turned to leave her eyes flickered to meet his for a millisecond, and he saw that fate actually was on his side this time. Emily again knew none of this. All she knew was that her life and everything worth while was destroyed in two minutes. It was burning in her brain and laying at her feet. Getting into the car and out of La Push was the only goal she could capture after feeling the grief and panic coming to rip her apart.

As she drove away, Embry came back to reality falling to his knees. Tears came and he could not stop them. A break the size of the Mariana trench slammed into his break when he realized just what he had done. He laid on the floor screaming, crying, and having one panic attack after the other. It wasn't until he finally shifted in the woods behind his house from all the events that had transpired before his eyes. It was only his fault, and he now understood Emily was a victim of the man he never wanted to be. The only thing he could see was the father he never knew reflected back into his eyes. He had become the monster and animal he feared for years, and now if something happened to Emily it would be his hands that held the blood. A howl unlike anything the pack had heard echoed through La Push causing the wolves to chase after Embry attempting to calm him before he did something irreversible.