Quileute Love

In all of us, sometimes deep and sometimes not, there is something to be feared. My father used to say “So it’s true when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”, and until now I could never understand what he meant, but again, I didn’t know what true pain felt until now. It’s amazing how someone can break your heart and you can still love them with all the little pieces. How you can have a broken heart and still be able to feel the beat every time that person is near you, but then again, I’m not sure this was love in the first place. Imprinting it’s a bond between a shapeshifter and their soulmate, a gift from the gods as the elders like to call it, a blessing so great we should be thankful every day for it. I couldn’t disagree more.

Jacob made it very clear from day one that he wanted nothing to do with me, he was in love with some girl from forks and he refuses to be tied to someone by some “wolfy magic”. I was ok with that, I SHOULD be ok with that… Until I wasn’t. Until the pain became so unbearable that I would literally beg for some type of physical contact, humiliating myself every time I tried, by now the pain was so intense that I was starting to feel numb, and as depressing as it sounds, that was a good thing.

So, 3 months after my world coming down, 3 months of begging Jacob to give me something, ANYTHING to soothe the pain, I was finally breathing again; I was finally feeling something besides pain, and that something was boiling up inside of me, rising with every tear I ever shed for him, getting stronger with every time I had to watch them together, and that something was dark, was consuming, was powerful… 

You were walking home alone, so tired you could barely move after a full day at the gym getting ready for the next marathon, and against what everyone says you took the shortcut through the woods, cutting your path in over 20 minutes. To be honest, you never understood why everyone tells you to get the other path which is longer and takes almost double the time to get to your house. “Wolfs the size of horses my ass” you thought to yourself, that was the most stupid thing you ever heard, a fairytale to keep children from getting lost in the forest.

You were almost home, more than ready to get in your soft and warm bed and sleep until next week. Just like you predicted, nothing had happened. But, just as you were about to finally get to the end of the path and out of the forest, a rustling noise came from behind you, scaring you a little, you turned around slowly only to find a tall and very white man standing there, a creepy smile on his face.

-Uh… Can I help you?- Your senses were telling you to run, but you couldn’t, maybe he needed help.

The man came closer to you, studying his features you noticed how perfect he is, TOO perfect, and as soon as your eyes met his, you knew something was wrong. They were red, not the brownish red, Red Red, like blood. Your brain was trying to process the information, trying desperately to come up with a perfectly Sane explanation to this man standing in front of you, all that came up to your mind were the legends. You didn’t know if it was the lack of sleep or anything else but your rational side knew, that couldn't be true, could it?

As a cue to your irrational thoughts you heard another noise from behind you, the man that was now inches away from you took a few steps back, his expression telling you something really scary was about to come up from the tree line.

If you thought before you were going crazy right now you were certain you went insane, because there's no way that 5 giant ass wolves just came up from there. You eyed them as they passed through you, ready to attack the man, or maybe it really was a vampire, if there were wolves the size of horses, how knew what he was… You were caught up in your thoughts AGAIN, when one wolf caught your attention, he was looking at you with such love in his eyes, mixed with fear and anger, and you could almost swear you knew those eyes, and then it clicked.

“No no no, sorry! I just-... I honestly didn’t think you even knew my name.”

“For once, this isn’t actually my fault.”  

"There's a whole ass party outside and you two are in the kitchen doing this?" 

“They act like they hate you, dude.” / “No, they don’t?” He tilted his head. /  “They never smile at you or hold your hand or even kiss you! You would think they would at least break that cold exterior for their boyfriend!” /  “They don’t show their love that way.”

"Well, mistakes were made, I guess. Can we just move on, please?"

“Normally, I’d have pushed you out the door by now, but you’re making a compelling argument with the bribery.” 

“Wow. Here I thought we had a moment. I spilled my story to you and all you have to say is 'okay’? What does that even mean?!” 

“I’m not letting karma deal with this. I can’t trust it’ll be enough of a punishment, nor can I say it’d be fast enough.” 

“I can’t believe I’d ever fall in love with someone like you.” 

“I know I signed up for this and all, but... if I die, it's still your fault and I will not hold back on blaming you.” 

“Rules? Nope, not listening. I’m not following them. Never have, never will.”

“The more I love you, the more I hate you.” 

“I’m still way too sober for this.”

There is nothing like the feeling of waking up in the morning after thinking you wouldn’t make it through the night. 

“So from the bottom of my cold, dead heart, screw you.” 

“Are you always this prone to bad luck and violence? If so, that’s kind of sad.”

“Bruh, I don’t know where you got the idea that I’m a good person, but if you want to keep it. Leave now.” 

"I'm not going to ruin today by going to the hospital."

“Aw, look at you, using fancy words at me. You’ve certainly grown up, haven’t you?” 

“Am I a hero or the devil’s son? Can’t figure out what side I’m on.”

“Give me back my keys! I’m fine!”

“So that’s it? It’s over?” 

“You’re the worst thing that’s ever happened to me, and yet I don’t regret a moment of it.” 

“No pressure, honest. It’s not like the world is depending on you or anything.” 

“You’re so convinced that I’ll hurt them that you haven’t considered it’s the last thing I’d ever want to do.”

“I have fifty other excuses I could use. Do you want me to start alphabetically?”

“I’m not going to like what you’re about to tell me.... am I?”  

“Excuse you, I can be as dramatic and ridiculous as I want, outside of work hours. You can’t stop me.”  

“Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”  

“Promise me you won't start any fights this time.” /“Fine, I promise I won't start any fights.” /“Thank you.” / “.....I will finish them though.”

“They can hear us.”

“When I let go, run for your life.”

.“Go. Go now and don’t look back.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“I do... I do. I do love you!”

"I'm your problem now. Just accept it." 

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?! Don’t you think I deserved to know?!” / “I did tell you, multiple times. You just didn’t want to believe me.” 

“There’s a vampire in the fridge.... Why is there a vampire in the fridge.” 

“I’m not scared of him!” / “... Admirable, but also foolish. You should be terrified of him.” They took a sip of their tea. “Fear is not the absence of courage.”

“Whilst I am very well aware that this was an incredibly poor decision, I also want you to be aware, that I very much, don’t care.” 

“Please stop trying to look for the good in me, you won't find it. I sold it at a flea market, back in ‘97.” 

“You’re taking this a lot better than I expected.” / “Honestly, I was imagining way worse.”

“Are you ok? You look just about ready to launch yourself across the room and beat them to death.” / “Trust me, it’s taking every inch of my control, not to.” 

“How did we even get dragged into this complete mess, anyway?” /“I believe that may have been my fault.” 

“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone so intimidating before.” / “You should meet my mothers.” 

"never speak of this again" 

“...Did you really have to go that far?” / “Oh my dear, trust me, I wanted to go much much further.”

“Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”

“You were supposed to be my friend. That’s all…that’s all I asked of you. To be my friend. To care.”

“I don’t…I’ve never…been in a relationship and I’m going to make mistakes…I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me.” 

“I want to believe, I do…I just…how can I believe in something that I can’t see?”

"don't come crying to me" 

"This sounds a lot like a marriage proposal." / "Maybe it is."

“Excuse me, but what the McFuck?” 

“I never thought I’d have to ask this, but am I being too subtle? Or are you just not interested?” 

“You’re right, I am a pacifist, but if you try to harm them ever again, I WILL kill you.... and I will enjoy it.” 

“This is probably a really weird question, especially since it’s like.... three am, but do you want to come over and make chocolate chip pancakes with me?” 

“I wanted to. I really wanted to tell you. I just–couldn't.”

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot. You're Mr. Perfect. You're always right and never make any mistakes." / "Not everybody can be such a little Miss Sunshine all the goddam time!"  /"Yeah, well. I'm not like you. I'm not everybody's darling, dear." 

“Well, well, well. If I didn’t know you better, A, I might think you’ve actually started caring about them.” / “...I don’t care about anyone.” /“But B isn’t just anyone, are they?” 

“Do you really think that anyone is going to love a bad guy like you? You’re going to die alone, and no one will even care that you’re gone.” 

“That obnoxious self righteous bullshit, will not work on me, dear. I’m already very happily married.... And yes, before you ask... they know exactly what kind of things I do when they’re not around.” 

“If anything happens to them, I’m holding you personally responsible. Their blood will be on your hands.” / “You’re not the only one who cares about them! You think I ever expected this?!” / “You should’ve. If you ever loved them like I do, you should’ve never gotten them involved. If I lose them now because of you...Well, I don’t know what’s going to happen then. I genuinely don’t know what I’ll do. And that should terrify you.” 

“It’s going to be alright. You’re safe now. You’re safe, I’ve got you.” 

“Woah, are you ok?! What’s wrong?!”  / “Oh, nothing much. Just accidentally bound my soul to that of someone who should have been fictional, but somehow isn’t, and is now stuck with me for the foreseeable future.” / “....I’m sorry I asked.” 

“You really are dumb. I love you, but you're an idiot.” 

“You don’t know what you do to me, do you?” 

“I just want you to be safe. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you!”

“I want you to be happy…even if its not with me.”

“I want to feel like this forever.”

“You give me a reason to be better, to do better.”

“God, you are so fucking cute.” 

“I love you, but I need you to go away because you’re really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow.” 

“I…I can’t do this without you.” 

“You weren’t there…why weren’t you there?” 

“I needed you! I needed you!” 

“Now it’s over…I don’t really know what to do.” 

“I’m going to die. I’m going to die with an absolute idiot!” 

“Sometimes you love someone and you don’t want them to leave…because if they’re beside you, you can see that they’re safe and you can keep them safe. But, if they go somewhere without you…you might lose them,”

“I can’t imagine my life without you in it. You are so important to me, you are such a big part of my life, that I just…I can’t imagine you not here.” 

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” 

“Stop apologising for other people! You’re not the shitty one!” 

“Stop being a fucking dick.” 

“Can anyone else hear those Jumanji like drums? Or is it just me?” 

“I’m only important when you need something from me.” 

“I am fed up of half measures. I deserve better” 

“Don’t look at me! I’m a mess!” / “I love it when you’re a mess!” 

“I don’t think you’re annoying…I know…I don’t…I really enjoy listening to and hearing what you have to say even if it's a lot sometimes..” 

One reaching for the other's hand to comfort them, to provide support. A thumb brushing lightly against skin. 

“Did you get any sleep last night?” 

“Go big or go home” / “I’m already home.” 

“I look at you and I…I feel so sad because I love you but I also have been hurt so many times that I don’t think I can forgive and forget.” 

“I didn’t take you for the settling down type.” 

“If you want to leave, we can leave.” / “I don’t want to ruin your party.” / “You could never ruin anything.” / “Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner.” 

“Please don’t make me choose.” 

“I can finally understand why you call them your arch-nemesis…What. A. Dick.” 

“Could you come get me?” 

“I just thought that since you weren’t feeling too good, maybe this would help.” 

“I thought you said no more dangerous stunts?” 

“Please get me away from him. He hasn’t left me alone all night and I am this close to committing a murder.” / “I apologise sincerely if my handsome/beautiful face has kept you awake all night.” 

“Would it help if I stayed?” 

“Where are you taking me?” 

“I’m here and I’m staying.” 

“You’re not exactly known for your great ideas.” 

“Can we talk about it?” 

“Go to hell.” 

“I think we’re done here.” 

“Oh, I don’t actually care.” 

“I have to let go.” 

“Can you keep a secret?” 

“You look like you just saw a ghost.” 

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” 

“How long have you been waiting?” 

“Can you stop talking for literally ten seconds?” 

“I am not about to let you leave that easily.” 

“Well, it’s not my fault.” 

“You’re breaking my heart.” 

“This definitely has the potential to be catastrophic.” 

“You still have that?” 

“I will not justify that with a response.” 

“Apparently I can’t have a single moment of rest.” 

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” 

“It’s not a competition.” 

“Keep talking.” 

“I hate being the only adult in the room.” 

“That’s not what I’m saying.” 

“Does this count as breaking and entering?” 

“pew, pew, motherfucker.” 

“slap my ass and call me a wizard, that was some freaky magic shit I just did.” / “is the ass slapping really necessary?” 

“I’m dying!” / “it’s just a fever, you’re okay.” 

“premarital hugs are against my religion.” / “but aren’t you an atheist?” 

“stop looking so grumpy, it’s lame.” 

“looking good,  * LAST NAME * ” / “we’ve been married for five years, how are we still on last name basis?” / “I was talking to myself.” 

“do you want my jacket?” 

“oh, you’re jealous!” 

“your hand looks heavy, can I hold it?” 

“is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“I’m just so stressed, all the damn time.” 

“should you be drinking that much?” 

“you can’t fight if you’re dead!” 

“go to hell.” 

“this is all your fault.” 

“look at me, please, we can still fix this.” 

“it’s not working out. We’re not working out.” 

“mistakes are easily made in the moment. Apologies are not.” 

“if you touch her, I swear to god, I will kick your ass so hard that your vertebrae will pop out of your mouth like a pez dispenser.” 

“nightmares again?” 

“hey I know you’re hurting, but you’re not alone in this, okay?” 

“can I.  .  .  . can i just have a hug please?”

Series Quotes:

"Don't let what he wants eclipse what you need, he's very dreamy, but he's not the sun. You are." - Grey's Anatomy.

"Next time you see my face, show some respect." - The Sopranos.

"DNA doesn't make a family. Love does."-  The Fosters.

"Every song ends, but is that any reason not to enjoy the music." - One Tree Hill.

"If I die, turn my tweets in to a book." - Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

"Just have a little faith." - Prison Break.

"So pick me, choose me, love me." - Grey's Anatomy.

"Everybody lies." - House.

"Saving people, hunting things, the family business." - Supernatural.

  “God knows I couldn’t love them more, but even the Kennedys didn’t get together this often.” - Modern Family.

“I revealed too much too soon. I was emotionally slutty.” - Sex and the City.

“Either this kid has a lightbulb up his butt or his colon has a great idea.” - Scrubs.

“Once again I humiliate myself by assuming I’m a member of this family.” - The King of Queens.

“I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love.” - Scandal.

“I’m not gonna ask you if you just said what I think you just said because I know it’s what you just said.” - The X-Files.

“Does Elena enjoy having both of you worship at her altar?” - The Vampire Diaries.

“More is lost by indecision than wrong decision.” - The Sopranos.

“Welcome to the real world. It sucks. You’re gonna love it!” - Friends. 

“All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about and when I’m with her I feel happy to be alive, like I can do anything, even talk to you like this. So that’s what I feel is love—when I’m better because she’s here.” - Boy Meets World.

“I don’t want to be happy; I want to be with you.” - Three’s Company. 

“ You can’t live your life according to maybes“- Orange is the new black.

"And what exactly do you think fairy tales are? They are a reminder that our lives will get better if we just hold on to hope. Your happy ending may not be what you expect, but that is what will make it so special." -  Once Upon a Time 

"It's always been you. I tried to fight it and I've tried to deny it. And I can't do it. I can't. You're undeniable." - The O.C. 

"People don’t write sonnets about being compatible, or novels about shared life goals and stimulating conversation. The great loves are the crazy ones.” - Gossip Girl.

"Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything. Creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it's still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild." - Veronica Mars.

“He’s trying to force you to like normal things. And you shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to.” - Stranger Things.

"Mourn the losses because they are many. But celebrate the victories, because they are few." - Queer as Folk.

“You spend your whole life looking for answers because you think the next answer would change something. Maybe make you a little less miserable. And you know that when you run out of questions you don’t just run out of answers. You run out of hope.” - House 

"What I’m saying is that I think, maybe, the best things, the richest things aren’t supposed to come easily, and that sometimes the moments that make the most sense happen when everything else doesn’t and, well, I think you deserve more than popcorn tonight." - Psych.

“Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armour and it can never be used to hurt you.” - Game of Thrones.

Y/N was a simple person, she needed little to be happy, an excellent book, a cup of coffee, and some time alone were enough to keep her inner peace. Too bad she was dating a hotheaded and very clingy werewolf, every time she tried to be alone for just 5 seconds Paul would pop up out of nowhere, telling her all about some random fight he has gotten into, some argument with a pack brother… Truth be told, more the half of the time Paul was the culprit of those fights and Y/N knew it‌, despite that, she would always listen to her lover rant about on and on for hours about how he was right and the others were wrong, and her alone time is once again delayed for some other time, and this is leaving Y/N on the edge.

That’s why on a Sunday morning she got up way before her usual hours knowing Paul would be fast asleep after his patrol, took a hot bath, and pour some coffee in her favorite cup, it was a blissfully and silent morning, no ratings, no arguments, no loud werewolves making some stupid bet the always ended in her having to clean the floor, she had finally some time alone. Grabbing her blanket she headed for the hammock in her backyard, book in hand, ready to catch up on her reading. Y/N was happy.

She was only on page two when a loud noise came from the woods, she recognized the sound, someone was fighting and something inside of her told her she knew who it was. The confirmation came minutes later when her boyfriend and Quil came out, shouting at each other about some random thing she really, REALLY, couldn’t care about, she was tired, her sanity was hanging by a thread, and he... He just seems to not even notice.

When Paul got closer to his Imprint he was in for the ride of his life, the look on Her face making him stop dead in his tracks, she had the angriest face he had ever seen on her angelical face, tears were pooling around her beautiful Y/Y/C.

-Baby what’s wrong??- Paul was scared, the fight will Quil completely out of his mind, all he cared about was his precious imprint.

-What's wrong!? What's WRONG!??- Y/N got up from the hammock, tears falling down her face- I’m tired Paul, tired!!! I can’t have 5 fucking minutes to myself without you ruining it with your temper, it’s always something. Some fight, some argument, someone always does something, always! Have you ever consider that maybe, just maybe, it’s not always everyone else?! I can’t take it anymore, I’m going insane here, I need some space.

Y/N grabbed her stuff and storm past the boys and went inside, she was a wreck, a sobbing and crying mess. She didn’t mean to be so harsh on her boyfriend, but she really couldn’t take it anymore, it wasn’t about some petty wish to be alone, she really needed it, it was how she handled her problems, how she keeps her mental health, those brief moments alone with just a book to keep her company was her sanity and he was taking it away from her.

Monday came and none of them tried to talk with the other, this was their first fight and none of them knew how to fix it, how to make it better. On one side Y/N knew she hurt him, she knew it was something he had a hard time controlling, and she blamed him for that, which was a bitchy move. She felt like a spoiled brat that got angry just because daddy didn't give her some random expensive car. On the other side, Paul was still trying to understand what lead them to this situation, he knew he had a bad temper, arguments were part of his daily routine but he was getting better, he was trying to be better, for her, for his Y/N. 

-Space, she said she needed space- Paul said, his voice rough from crying all night. 

-She just needs to calm down. - Emily said, joining him on the sofa- Everyone handles things differently, some yell, some fight, some prefer to be alone… And Y/N, she prefers to be alone, even when we were little she would always cope with things by being alone, that’s just who she is, and… well… You and the boys can be a little too much sometimes, and I say this with all the love in the world. 

Paul lowered his head, the pack mom was right, they were too much sometimes, too loud, too messy, too explosive… He followed Emily’s advice and give her girl some time, maybe a day or two.

On Friday he couldn’t take it anymore, he was hurting just from being away from her, he gave her space, he gave time, now was time to get his imprint back.

A loud knock on the door woke her up from her daydreaming, still startled at being pulled back to reality Y/N went to get the door, her heated skipping a beat when she saw Paul at the door.

-Paul?- She was confused, she thought he was mad at her from all those horrible and stupid things she said to him.

He tried to speak, opening and closing his mouth a number of times, but in the end, he just pulled her into his arms, holding her so tight, savoring the moment like it was the last one.

-I’m sorry. I know I have a bad temper and that I can be too much sometimes.- He said in her ear, his voice like a whisper- I’m trying to control it Y/N. I have been since the day I first saw you. I want to be better, for you.

-Paul, you need to do this for you baby, not for me- Y/N said stepping away from him just enough to be looking in his eyes.

-I know babe, I know. But I promise I will try harder, It won’t happen again, god I will do anything but please…- His pleading eyes were full of fear and Y/N felt so bad for making him feel this way for something she knew it wasn’t on purpose.

-No one expects you to change overnight. It’s hard to be one of the good guys. Look, I screw up, too. I’ve made plenty of mistakes believe me. But I don’t quit… and I know that counts for something. At least you’re trying, right?

-Right- He said, a smile finally appearing on his lips. He pulled her again, this time for a kiss.

-I love you Y/N.

Living in a small town, or reservation in my case has its advantages and disadvantages, everyone knows everyone or knows someone that knows everyone, so basically, secrets are hard to keep and everyone knows everything. So that’s why everyone knows the “La Push gang”, their fame follows everywhere they go, player, on drugs, buff, hot… these are some things people keep saying about them, and not even Seth could escape the label. That’s why I kept our relationship a secret, we’ve been dating for around 5 months now and I have told no one, not because I’m ashamed of it, but dating one of them can turn your life into a living hell, poor Kim was bullied for months after he and Jared started dating and I wasn’t ready for that…

Monday morning came too soon, back at school meant keeping my distance from Seth, and to be honest, it was becoming unbearable, seeing him getting hit by all those girls would leave me in a terrible mood and today was no exception, I just wanted for the day to be over and I could get away from this show…

-Y/N?-Jared called from the other end of the hall, alerting Seth of my presence making him step away from whatever girl he was talking to, I just passed through them shooting daggers with my eyes, and headed to class.

From: Baby boo

Babe, c’mon you’re the one who wants to keep us a secret…

Ignoring his text, and the growing will to cry, I tried to focus on whatever the teacher was saying, but to no avail. All I could think about was Seth and all the girls that keep trying to have something with him… 10 minutes later I gave up, excused myself, and got the hell out of there.

-Y/N?- Paul called after me once I was at the parking lot, tear running down my cheeks- Are you ok?

-No- I said, my voice cracking- But it’s my fault…

-Have you thought about just, I dunno, Stop hiding it? It’s hurting him and clearly, it’s hurting you too! Why Y/N, why do you keep doing this?- Paul asked catching me by surprise.

-What are you talking about? Seth said…

-Seth said he was ok with it, but it’s not, is hurting Y/N, he thinks you’re ashamed of him, of your relationship. You got to the point of going to prom with some other dude just to keep with appearances.-By now I’ve stopped fighting the tears and was sobbing, Paul pulled me into a comforting hug- Look, I know ok. I know you’re scared after seeing what happened to Kim, but He loves you so much and it’s killing him to hide that.

I kept crying in his shoulder for what felt like forever until the bell rang and all the commotion made us separate.

-Why don’t you take the day, go see Emily or something?- It was a good idea until I remembered a small detail. Since I got so angry by seeing Seth hug some random girl this morning I made one of my stupid mistakes…

-Can I ask you a favor? But please, please don’t tell anyone- I said to him, making my best cute face.

-What?- I asked, eyebrow raised.

-“so, i — uh — locked the keys on the car.”- I said as low as I could, blushing with embarrassment.

-You are kidding, right?- He said, laughing so hard people were looking at us.

-I was pissed ok!?- I huffed, getting annoyed.

-Well, I can help you with that. On one condition tho- He said, more serious now.

-What condition?

-You need to ask Seth to drive you home today- He said, a grin on his face. The bastard!- Don’t look at me like that Y/N, it’s time and you know it.

I took a deep sigh and went back to school stomping my feet. Childish? Hell yeah. But can someone blame? I know damn well the minute e get near Seth everyone will see the look he makes when he looks at me, and they will know something’s going on between us.

I walk into the cafeteria where I knew he would be, hesitating at the door for a second, but long enough to see how hard I had to fight the will to look at me, their pained expression making me feel like a monster. By the look on the pack’s faces, once they realized I was heading there, I could see this was the last thing they expected from me, I saw Seth’s shoulders tensing up once I was right behind him, but he still didn’t turn which made me roll my yews.

-Seth?- He finally turned, surprised by the fact that I was there, talking to him.

-His everything ok?- A worried expression crossed his face.

-Hum, yeah. I… Kinda locked my keys in my car and need a ride- I said that so fast I could swear no one understood what I said, unfortunately, they did and started laughing, earning a death glare from my Imprint.

I could hear everyone whispering, all eyes were on me, I was fucking doomed. Seth got up and walked as far away from me as possible trying not to give all the students even more to talk about, but Paul’s words were echoing in my head and I stopped dead on my tracks.

-Y/N?-He was confused by my sudden alt and got even more confused once I got closer to him.

At that moment so much was going on in my head, all the girls, Paul’s words, and all the happiness I felt when I was with him. I stopped overthinking it and at a moment of bravery, I kissed him, in the middle of the school. The smile he had once we ended the Kiss was resembling a Kid’s smile on a Christmas morning.

-I love you- I said, catching him off guard. Even though Seth tells me every day how much he loves me this was the first time I actually said those words.

-My house?- He asked once we reached the parking lot, leaving everyone behind talking about what just happened.

-Yes.

Y/N sat by the water at the beach, she felt like crying but her tears had dried a long time ago. When Paul told her about the pack and the Imprint, she was a little sceptical at first, how can some magic just tie two people together for life, love is something she always thought needed to be natural, something magical that gives life a purpose.

It took the girl 2 weeks to agree and spend some time with the pack’s hot head, that she later found out was actually a big softy, with such a big heart that she was actually a little surprised to see that side of him. One and a half months later they started dating, taking everyone  by surprise, not only because of Y/N doubts about the whole imprint thing, but also because... Well Paul doesn’t do relationships.

Everything was great at first, they would spend every single minute possible together, going on dates, walking by the beach, going to the bonfires, she really was happy. Then, Bella happened. Y/N didn’t hate the pale girl, it wasn’t her fault every fucking vampire in a 1000 miles radius decided that they want her dead, but the girl’s ability to attract trouble was unbelievable. But no, she didn’t hate Bella, she hated that in order to protect her, the pack had to patrol 24/7, and when she thought that everything was finally over, some other treat comes.

So, it really wasn’t a big surprise when Y/N and Paul fell apart, the long conversations turned to text messages here and there, the countless dates turned to 5 minute visits every 5 or 6 days...

-Y/N?- Paul asked startling the girl- Are you ok?

-Umm, yeah.- She took a moment to regain her composure- What are you doing here?

-Seth saw you and called me. He said you looked down- Paul sat beside her, looking at the water.

-Im fine Paul, for real. You should be resting.

-You seem... I dunno- A loud sigh came from his lips- Distant.

-Really?!- A dark laugh came from Y/N scaring Paul, he jad never seen her like that. So... Numb- I am the one who seems distant? And how would you know that?? I haven’t seen you in 2 weeks, and after that was one week! What the hell Paul, im your Imprint, this- She gesture between the two of them- Was suppose to be good, not to make me cry myself to sleep EVERY SINGLE NIGHT- Y/N was now crying, all the bottled up feelings from the last 3 months coming to the surface, her anger boiling through her skin. She was done.

Paul saw it in her eyes, panicking raising from  inside him.

-Y/N please, it will get better, I swear- The native boy tried to come closer to her but she took a step back.