A.N: Sooooo. I just want to say thank you to all my reviewers who encouraged me to keep going. It really sucks when someone accuses you of plaigarizing when you put your heart and soul into your work. So thanks for showing your appreciation and enthusiasm for my story. With that said, voila please R&R.
DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT S.M. DOES.
RATED M FOR LOTS OF SWEARING AND LEMONS; PAUL HAS A DIRTY MOUTH...AND MIND. :)
Not Him: Chapter Three
One word snapped him from his internal struggle, "Fuck!" and it came from Sam.
That simple word that he used like it was going out of style filled him with a dread so enormous he immediately focused on the distraught Sam. There was one thing everyone knew, you don't tell Paul not to do something and when Sam swears it's really bad, like Armageddon-Emily doesn't like that shit.
"Paul, Bella was ovulating and she was definitely not on birth control. You are going to be a daddy" Sam said in a shocked, dread filled voice. Their eyes met and Paul knew Sam was not fucking around.
All Paul could think in that moment was, 'I am never drinking or doing drugs again. What the fucking fuck!'.
After the enlightening conversation with Sam, Paul somehow managed to drag himself home. He didn't know how he did it and couldn't even begin to recall anything that was said after Sam's dreaded words, "You are going to be a daddy".
So now here he was, laying in bed and staring up at the cieling like it held all the answers to life. The ridiculousness of this situation had yet to disappear. Leaving him in a strange shocked, horror-filled state. He just couldn't wrap his mind around it and attempting to organize his thoughts proved fruitless.
It could have been hours or minutes, but he finally felt himself returning to the real world. He decided to take some deep breaths and clear his mind. He remembered learning that from T.V. one of those reality Dr. shows.
So where to begin? How about a list of what he knows and go from there. Okay, easy enough right? Fact 1: Denying the imprint caused his wolf to weaken his healing and recovery abilities. Fact 2: His wolf took advantage of his drunk/high to put him in a fucked of vision, with the intention to make Paul impregnate Bella Swan. Fact 3: Bella was ovulating, so she will pretty much be gaurenteed to get knocked up. Fact 4: He is stuck in an imprint that he had no intention of accepting with a pregnant imprint who doesn't know he intentionally knocked her up.
Now what to do about this whole mess? What could he do? Go to Bella and tell her everything? How he lied about loving her, didn't even want her, and was forced to accept her by his wolf? Oh and that he not-so-purposefully, intentionally knocked her up?
The girl didn't even know about the imprint til' last night and she probably didn't even know what imprinting was. She has no obligation to him at all, she has a choice. Unlike him, she can choose not to be with him. It's not hard to guess what her reaction would be.
Just lying to get someone in bed gaurantees a slap and an "I hate you, I never want to see you again"! Fighting a cringe at that thought, he sighed deeply.
He can't tell her. As soon as he does it's over; which is what he wanted in the first place. After fucking her and accepting the imprint, not what he wanted any longer. That's without adding that she's going to have his kid. So he really doesn't want her to flip out and leave him, taking his kid with him-even if he doesn't like kids. So that leaves him with not being able to tell her the truth for fear of her leaving him, when he never really had her in the first place.
Basically Fact 5: Do not tell Bella the truth. What can he tell her then, "Hey Bella, let's go out since you're my imprint?" and ignore everything else that happened?
Fuck, and how does he bring up the pregnancy thing? Like does he go see her and ask her to be his girlfriend; pretend he doesn't know she's pregnant? Then when she finds out play the good boy friend, happy-soon-to-be-dad part?
Or should he give her space and wait for her to come to him for help about the baby? Last night was fucked up. It was the best lay he ever had, but messed up none the less. Shit after their first screaming match, he never spoke to her and hasn't seen her since. Then he shows up at her house out of no where?
Just why the fuck did she even let him in? What a stupid broad. Did she let him in because it was him or does she let guys in her bedroom window all the time? Fuck if that thought didn't just piss him the hell off.
Trying to calm down and get back to his thoughts, he decided to ignore the 'or' part of that question. So she let him in...either she's stupid and has no sense of self-preservation or she feels the imprint and just wanted to be close to him.
She used to fuck a leech for fucks sake, so it's probably a little of both and that thought had him shaking. It was a few minutes before he was able to shake the urge to phase.
Honestly, Paul could barely understand his reasons for doing the fucked up shit he does; therefore, trying to figure her out was a waste of time.
Choices: either date the leech lover-wince-and play baby daddy or wait til' she comes running, baby in tow?
He groaned audibly. Honestly, he wasn't really confident in his abilities to be someone's boyfriend, let alone someone's daddy.
Paul never had a girlfriend, shit he's never even treated a girl nicely. Add to that his dad wasn't a good parent, let alone a decent human being.
Paul didn't really put much stock in lying or acting either. Lying is fine to get what you want, but not in the long-term. Lying to get in someone's pants then dump them, fine. Lying about being a loving boyfriend ect. for the rest of his life, not acceptable. He really had no desire to pretend to be someone else let alone change.
He doesn't want his relationship to be a lie, which is ironic since it will be built on them or omissions anyways.
Conclusion: Play it safe til' she comes to him, which she will. She's a high school senior. Sure she graduates in a month, but there's no way she's going to be able to take care of a baby on her own. Plus she's a nice girl and nice girls would tell their baby daddy that they have a baby because it's the right thing to do. They also think babies are all sparkles and rainbows, shit she'll probably be ecstatic. Girls love babies, Emily loves them; so really she should be thanking Paul for his wolf-sperm.
That's that then. She'll come see him, tell him she's pregnant and he will ride in to the rescue. She'll be so greatful for the help that she won't care about the rest.
Relaxing now that he reached some kind of conclusion in his head, he drifted off to sleep.
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Paul next woke up to a howl in his back yard. Struggling out of bed, he pulled on his discarded cut-offs from earlier and trugged out his back door.
He spotted Sam's wolf just by the tree-line before the black wolf dipped behind a bush. Sam emerged a minute later in human form.
"Hey" Paul muttered, tucking his hands in his jean pockets and shuffling awkwardly on his back porch.
Sam nodded in reply. "Okay no one else is phased right now. Let's run patrol and go over what you're going to do about Bella. I came up with a few ideas, but it's best we figure this out together" he ordered, turning and stepping back into the woods.
Paul sighed, stepping off his porch and dropping his shorts. He tied them to his ankle and phased, before following Sam's trail.
The two were silent as their minds caught up with one another.
Sam was the first to speak. 'Are you sure that's wise? Bella is your imprint do you really think she'll be fine with you sleeping with her then ignoring her for a few weeks?' he asked, confused at the other wolf's logic.
Paul sighed loudly, idly noting he probably broke a world record for # of sighs in one day. 'Sure she'll be pissy about it, but when she finds out about the baby she's going to want to talk. My guess is she'll go to you or Emily. You tell her where I live, we talk, that's the end of that' he explained.
Sam tried a different method of reasoning 'Paul I don't know about this plan. I really think you should just talk to her now and tell her everything, I mean everything. She's a good girl and she's your imprint she'll understand. I can help explain things to her if you need me to'.
Paul growled. 'You want me to tell her daddy hit me so I'm fucked up, please don't leave me cuz' I knocked you up and lied about loving you?' he snarled menacingly.
Sam growled right back. 'You think ignoring her and waiting for her to come to you will work? Your whole plan is based on assumptions. Then there's the imprint seperation pain and you're forgeting she doesn't have to choose you but, she is it for you. You need to grow up!' he shouted angrily before adding, 'Do you want to be alone? She can go find someone else. Find some nice, decent guy who treats her well and doesn't ignore her. Maybe she'll finally give in to Jacob. You want Jacob to be your baby's daddy?' he snarled, tempted to get in the other wolf's face.
Paul's anger just kept building the more Sam went on and at the last part he lost it, leaping at his alpha in a fit of rage.
Sam was ready for it though and deftly flung him off, getting back to his feet. 'Pisses you off, doesn't it? Then stop being a douchebag and use your brain. You want to ignore the problem and hope she decides to fix it? Fine, but you need to think about the consequences of your plan or what you're going to do if your plan doesn't work' he explained, feeling a little bad for pushing the younger man.
Paul's mind was a mess. His wolf was absolutely livid at Sam's suggestion that his mate choose another, let alone Jacob Black.
Sam waited for the feral wolf to calm down before continuing 'I agree you have a point about my plan. It doesn't matter how bad your childhood was and how nice of a girl Bella is. There is still a huge chance that she'll want nothing to do with you and you can't risk that'. He ignored Paul's whimper, adding 'Now you need to see how your plan has the same risk. Not only that but, say your plan does work. What do you want with Bella? Are you going to make her your girlfriend? Are you going to help her with the baby? If yes, then how are you going to help her with the baby? Are you going to let her live with you? Marry her? What do you plan to do if she comes to you for help? Paul, what can you do for her?'.
As Sam threw question after question at him, Paul began to feel smaller and smaller. He was really starting to feel in over his head and useless. He answered after a few minutes. 'I don't know the answer to any of those questions. Sam I'm not good at this stuff. I have no idea what a normal person would do in this situation' he reluctantly admitted.
Sam felt the other wolf's hopelessness and decided to help out. 'I don't consider myself normal what with the shape shifting and all, but do you want my honest advice? What I would do for Emily in this situation?' he asked seriously.
At Paul's nod, Sam continued 'I think you should talk to Bella. Go to Bella's house tomorrow, tell her about the imprint, and tell her you were fighting it because you didn't want to imprint. Make sure she knows it wasn't her you didn't want but imprinting in general. It's a really big commitment and you were scared. You stretched the imprint bond and it made you ill. Apologize for last night, ask her to be friends and get to know her. Taha Aki gave her to you for a reason, find out why'.
'Try and be her friend and I really mean it, don't just pretend. Gain her trust, when she finds out about the baby she will definitely talk to you about it. This is your chance Paul. I know it's not ideal, but you need to look at the advantages. You aren't the nicest guy and relationships are hard for you. The imprint ties you to her and this baby, this baby ties her to you. It's more assurance then you started out with. It's not much but, it's something and you need all the help you can get. She's pregnant with your kid. You can ask her to move in and marry you, having a baby is a good reason to say yes at her age. It's the right thing to do by Bella and the baby. Some couples can take time like Em and I: Date, have an engagement, marry, then have kids. Others are more fast pace, there's no right or wrong way to do things. Getting married, living with someone, and having a baby are life changes they don't mean you have to change yourself. As your imprint she is your match in every way. Have some faith that she will love you for you because she is what you need and you're what she needs' Sam explained, paying attention to Paul's thoughts as he lectured.
'As far as things go, you're not as bad off as you could be. You have your GED, your grandfather's house and the money he left you. You have your monthly stipend from the tribe and a place at my construction company if you need it. It's not perfect or planned but, you aren't in a bad position for a baby. I know this wasn't something you ever thought you could have, but now you have it all and you just need to take it. No one is born knowing how to be a boyfriend, a husband, or a father. You just try your best and learn as you go' Sam added, trying to point out the positive things.
There was a pause as he waited for Paul to collect his thoughts and answer.
'You make it sound almost easy' Paul stated and Sam could feel Paul's jealously of him.
'It will be the farthest thing from easy. You need to become Bella's friend then take a lot of big steps together' he retorted, then added 'You're only nineteen years old Paul and Bella just turned eighteen. You guys are still young, you can't expect to know how to expertly deal with everything' in response to Paul's thoughts.
Paul sighed tiredly. 'I'm not really good at being anyone's friend' he mumbled bitterly.
Sam laughed at that. 'No need to tell me' he deadpanned, before adding 'You have your own way of being a good friend. Just knowing you have my back against any leech and you'd be there for me if I needed you is enough for me to consider you one of my best friends'.
Paul's thoughts were tinged with gratitude. 'You too. I mean you're a good friend too' he replied awkwardly. 'Without you I'd fuck this all up even worse, so thanks a lot' he added making Sam smile.
'The council really should pay me for this shit, it wasn't in the job description' teased Sam, making Paul snort.
'So I think we've reached a conclusion. I'm going to call a meeting tomorrow to explain about your imprint on Bella. You spend the day with Bella. I'll set-up a bonfire for Friday. After you leave Bella's we'll all phase together. You can't avoid phasing with the others forever. I'll alpha order them to keep quiet about everything if I have too. This is a good lesson for the others if they imprint' Sam decided.
'Jacob is going to be pissed' Paul stated emotionlessly.
Sam let out a short laugh. 'I don't think he'll be the only one. What you did wasn't nice Paul, but it was your choice to make' he retorted.
Paul didn't answer, but his dejected feelings made Sam add 'Look I have your back and you known Jared understands you best. You only have to worry about Jacob and Embry, they'll get over it. Plus, when have you ever let what anyone else thinks about you bother you?'.
Paul nodded, feeling better.
Sam yawned 'Good. I'm going back to Emily, I'm dead on my feet. Jared's on patrol in a couple minutes, go home and get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow night' he ordered, ignoring Paul's chuckle at his wolf-yawn.
Paul turned towards his house and after a shower, dropped into bed like a rock.
For Bella, Jake ignoring her was like being doused in ice water. A very unpleasant, rude awakening. She spent such a long time wraped up in her own pain after Edward and the Cullens left her, that she really didn't realize how special his friendship had become to her.
She may have started using Jake to keep Charlie from sending her to Jacksonville, but it turned into her closest friendship. She started to look forward to seeing him and without noticing it she slowly started to smile and even laugh again. Then she started to eat better, sleep better, gain back the weight she lost, take better care of herself and her appearance.
After the disastorous movie night with Mike Newton, Bella was worried sick for her best friend.
In such a small amount of time Jake had become everything to her. So it hurt a lot to find out that instead of being sick in bed-like he had his father lie to her-he was running around La Push with Sam Uley and his same Sam Uley he hated and admitted to being afraid of. The same Same Uley who snatched up Embry and started to watch & follow Jake. So not only was Bella hurt, she was pissed.
Which lead to her driving her pissed little ass to Billy's with soup for Jacob, who she knew wasn't sick. That little-UGH! Anyways, after pushing past Billy-she would definitely hear about that from Charlie later, but couldn't force herself to care right now-after he predictably told her Jake was sick and no she could not come in.
And there he was-sleeping peacefully on his much too small, single bed. Long russet-skinned limbs, corded with more muscle then she remembered. Legs hanging off the end of the bed more then they should be after two weeks time. Long hair cut into a new short and spikey hair-style, complete with a tattoo on his left bicep.
While she had no doubt that this man-child was Jacob, this was definitely not her Jake. This appeared to be Sam Uley's Jacob. Her first impression was not a good one. Finding him like this made her even more pissed. Lucky for her, she knew exactly who to confront about this. In fact, Bella had a few choice words for La Push's resident gang leader.
She pushed past Billy once more-she knew it didn't take him that long to get to Jake's room in his wheelchair-he must have called someone, probably Charlie. Ignoring him, she walked past the window, only to catch sight of the man she was just thinking about.
Sam Uley, coming out the wood work in only a pair of cut-offs with his three stooges dutifully trailing close behind.
It seemed Billy actually did something right, he must have called Sam. She'd have to remember how pleased this made her, later on after he called Charlie to rat her out-gossiping old man.
The screen door slammed shut behind her with a loud bang that she paid no attention to. She didn't have to cross much of Billy's expansive back yard. They had the advantage of genetics on their side 3 large strides, to each of her own small ones. Needless to say, the over-grown gangsters were soon in front of her, and they were even bigger up close. She felt positively tiny, but didn't let it bug her.
"What did you do to him?!" she accused, eyes never leaving Sam Uley, who opened his mouth to reply before he was cut off.
One of the back up dancers stepped up to play. "We didn't do anything! What did he tell you?" Sam clone #1 yelled.
She dismissed him, keeping her eyes on the silent leader. She just knew if there were any vampires in a 10-mile radius they'd be able to hear her heart-beat with how furious she was.
The man growled at her, he fricken growled like a dog. How rude is that? She's trying to ignore him and he growls like a rabid animal. No manners at all, these gangsters. Finally turning to face the growler she shouted, "He doesn't tell me anything because he's scared of you!". She could feel how hot her cheeks were, even in this cold weather.
Then he laughed. This asshole had the audacity to laugh at her like something about this situation was even remotely funny, the nerve!
Next thing she knows, growler is all wide-eyed in shock. He had a small red mark on his cheek and her hand feels like she slapped a house. Conclusion, she just slapped this guy. Uh-oh. Shit that hurt, she has to fight back tears.
The guy starts shaking like he's having a seizure and she's starting to think that something about this situation is not right.
Then their eyes lock and she knows this is not normal at all, because she can't look away from his eyes. His eyes are so dark they almost look black and he has pretty eye-lashes. She drags her eyes away. He has an angular jaw, high cheek bones and cute ears. Can ears even be cute? Well his are, she wants to nibble them and this thought disturbs her. His neck is a smooth, inviting expanse of unmarked russet-flesh. Like the rest of Sam's gang, he's shirtless and Bella is left wondering how the hell she looped them all together because that chest, wow! It's magnificent, two little brown nipples set in a beautiful pair of pecs, an eight-pack-this guy is doing steroids-, a cute little inny belly button, with a little trail of hair leading into his shorts that had her biting her bottom lip. Her gaze continued downwards and she forgot all bout his chest because she noticed the inticing V of muscle that sadly disappeared into his cut-offs. She wanted to simultaneously trace it with her tongue and slap herself for thinking it. She fought a fierce blush, quickly scanning his muscular, jean-clad thighs, bare legs and feet before releasing her bottom lip and snapping her eyes back up to his.
She prayed he didn't notice she was checking him out and tried to remember what they were yelling about before he hypnotized her with his sexiness. God she wanted to pinch herself. She focused back on him, or at least where he used to be. Passionate charcoal eyes were replaced by intense golden with a slitted pupil and muscled russet skin replaced with silver furr. He turned into a horse-sized wolf and Bella had to fight the hysterical urge to pull her hair because the only thought she had about that was whether he would turn back so she could oogle him some more.
She was snapped out of her mid-life crisis-because what else could it be-by Jake yelling her name. She dumbly turned to him before being overcome with fear. Why was he running towards her? Did he not see the giant wolf behind her? He should run away-and so should she, with that thought her instincts finally kicked in and she sprinted towards him. A normal reaction, she was almost glad.
When she was about ten feet away from him she started to feel relief. She could grab him and they could run to Billy's house. She'd call Charlie, he'd come with his shotgun, shoot the wolf, and they'd all be safe.
She launched herself at him, but everything went horribly wrong because Jake was gone and there were scraps of what looked like jean, falling around her in a sick parody of snow. She heard a loud snarl as she fell to the ground. She hit the ground hard and rolled, finally able to see a second rust colored wolf land on the first. Then they rolled in a whirling mass, too fast for her to see, into the forest. So there she was, laying in the grass and wondering what the hell just happened.
Two shadows covered her and she slowly looked up to see the other two gangsters, one she absentmindedly recognized as Embry. The Embry gangster held a hand out to her and Bella could only stare at him confused.
The other guy laughed and Bella had to fight the urge to cry and call her dad.
"Bella. BELLA!" Embry yelled and she focused on him.
"I think we broke her" the other guy stated in an amused tone.
This made Bella turn her attention to him because she didn't like to be called broken. She certainly was not broken, Jake fixed her. Glaring at the unknown gangster, she ignored Embry's hand and shakily made her way to her feet. Without a word, she turned and started in the direction of her truck.
She was stopped in her tracks by a large, hot hand wrapping around her arm. "Hey Bella. Sam told us to bring you to Emily's" said Embry, looking at her worriedly.
Bella frowned. "Sam can go to hell" she answered without thinking.
The other guy guffawed, making Bella blush when she realized how rude she just was.
Embry grinned at her. "Well please come for me. I'm sure you want answers, right?" he asked, dropping his heavy arm around her shoulders, and steering her towards her truck.
Bella nodded and let him drag her to her truck. Embry took her keys and lifted her in, much to her annoyance. She unconcsiously slid to the middle of the bench seat, making room for Embry to climb in behind the wheel. The other guy hopped in the passenger side and continued to watch her expectantly. She frowned at him, what was she live entertainment?
"Bella this is Jared. We're taking you to Sam and Emily's house so they can explain everything" explained Embry helpfully once he noticed her gaze.
"Don't stare at Emily, Sam doesn't like it" stated the newly-dubbed Jared and Bella had to fight the urge to yell 'Don't stare at me because I don't like it either!'. She bit her tongue and nodded, deciding to ignore him.
That's how she found herself being introduced to Emily Young, Sam Uley's fiance. Emily hugged her, shoved her into a chair at the kitchen table, handed her a muffin and began her lecture on shapeshifters 101. Bella hoped she wouldn't be tested. After her traumatizing day she wasn't very confidant in her ability to recollect this stuff.
She drifted into her thoughts while Emily busied herself in the kitchen, making what aappeared to be a feast. The comfortable silence was interrupted by the sound of the front door closing. Bella watched Sam pass her, going to Emily and hugging her.
She watched as he sweetly kissed Emily's scarred face then her lips. She was equal parts happy for Emily and jealous. Sam hugged her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world. She looked away, lifting her oversized muffin and taking a small bite. The taste literally exploded on her tongue, yummy.
Her skin prickled with heat seconds before a muscular arm snatched a muffin from the plate in front of her. The huge muffin looked normal-sized in his hand and she had to double check to make sure hers wasn't just bigger. Her eyes stayed trained on his muscular back and she tilted her head slightly to check out his ass, deciding that the back view was just as good as the front.
He left just as quickly as he came, the screen door slamming shut behind him.
She furrowed her brow before taking another bite of her muffin and moving her eyes back to the other occupants of the kitchen. She jumped slightly when she met Sam's gaze head on and her cheeks colored slightly.
He smirked but didn't say anything.
After a question and answer session with Sam, Bella tiredly made her way home and dropped into bed exhausted.
Three weeks passed in a blurr between all the review at school for final exams, fixing her friendship with Jake, and spending time with her new friend Emily.
Much to Charlie's pleasure, she spent almost all her free time on the Rez.
Bella had gotten the chance to rethink her reaction to the mysterious silver wolf-boy. Emily told her his name was Paul Lahote and seemed to like asking Bella a multitude of questions about him, much to her embarassment.
Her reaction to him had been frightening and intense. He invoked emotions she had never felt before. After careful deliberation she just decided to write it off as lust. The guy was extremely good looking. He wasn't beautiful like Edward, but dangerously sexy. It had been over six months since Edward left her. Now that Jake fixed her, it's only natural that she started noticing other guys. Plus Edward and her hadn't gone farther then kissing despite her best attempts. Their whole relationship, atleast on her part was filled with sexual tension. Bella had been ready to burst before they broke up so it's only natural that her hormones were raging.
Feeling comfortable with her conclusion, life continued on with few changes. The first being her friendship with Emily, the second being her desire to be on the Rez all the time, and the third being her attraction to Paul Lahote.
Then things took an unexpected turn. Bella was awoken at night to knocking on her second-story bedroom window. She struggled to wake up, sitting up in and freezing in bed. Half of her wondered if she was just hearing things and the other half was frozen in fear.
Charlie was on night shift all weekend and wouldn't be home til' Bella got up in the morning.
She honestly doubted a human climbed up the tree by her window so her mind naturally went to vampires. She continued to listen, wondering why a vampire would knock on her window before eating her. Maybe they were polite? Maybe it was a Cullen, Esme made it a point to teach them manners. The only vamp to knock on her window was Edward and suprisingly, this thought did not invoke the warm fuzzy feelings it used to.
She looked over at her alarm clock. 2:47am. Seriously? It had to be a vampire, no human was that disrespectful of sleep. She waited another minute before deciding that she was hearing things. She prepared to lay back in bed before another louder knock broke the eerie silence of her room.
She clutched her blanket in fright before taking a deep breath. She slowly climbed out of bed, praying she wasn't making a mistake. When she recognized Paul she was instantly flooded with relief. She opened her window, wondering why he was there. Maybe there was a vampire or he was hurt.
She decided to ask him and when he didn't answer she checked his temperature only to immediately feel like an idiot after. Shapeshifters 101, higher temps right. His skin was hot. Like really hot, even hotter then Jake's. She must have said that out loud because he finally spoke with an "Of course I'm hotter then baby alpha. I'm a man, kitten".
She went through a cycle of confusion then embarassment. Oh god he thought she was hitting on him. Was he mistaking her worry as flirting? Was he flirting? He must really be sick. What other reason would he have to be flirting with mousey Bella Swan in her tree at 3am?
She decided to call Sam. He would fix this. She would explain herself, he would come and get Paul and Bella could go back to sleep. One problem, Paul didn't like that idea. He didn't like it at all, grabbing her wrist as she turned and sending a pleasure-filled shock up her arm. Wow, another thing to be added to her list of not normal. After more worried questioning about his health, on her part and more growls at her suggestion to call Sam he pulled her into his arms.
His hot skin made her have a full body shiver. That now familliar shock, more powerful and running through every place her skin met his. She absentmindedly wished her t-shirt was off so she could feel it everywhere.
"You don't need Sam. Don't say his name. All you need is me, you're mine" he stated, like that explained everything.
"I don't know what's going on Paul, but I'll stay with you okay? So let's call Sam please" she begged, not knowing what to do.
The hot skin of his nose brushed her neck, leaving goosebumps. She was really starting to get worried now. Everywhere he touched her thrummed with pleasure, it was all she could do not to melt into him. If she was Edward's heroine, this guy was definitely her ecstacy because he had her hot and bothered like no one's business.
She yelped loudly when his teeth nipped her neck, the pain shocking her.
"Don't beg for him. You have me, I'm not weak" he muttered, making her wonder what the hell he's talking about. Maybe he's gone crazy? She was starting to get a little scared.
"I won't hurt you" he promised. "You are mine Bella. You are to me what Emily is to Sam. You're my imprint, I can't stay away from you anymore" he added desperately.
Bella shivered at his words, her heart racing and her mind struggling to keep up. Emily and Sam? Imprint? Like baby ducks? "What does that mean?" she whispered, scared as hell.
"I love you" he said, his lips intimately painting the words against her neck and causing her to melt bonelessly against him.
She calmed down instinctively and pulled away, her eyes meeting his. "What do you need?" she asked calmly.
His answer was simple. "You". His lips met hers and nothing else mattered. Then she gave him what he wanted.
When Bella woke up she could tell it was much later then she usually got up on a Saturday morning. She bolted upright in bed when her memories from last night hit her. She slowly turned her head and let out a sigh of relief.
He was gone. She supposed she should feel bad about that but she really just felt glad. She needed time to process and he probably did to. She went to get out of bed and flushed at her nakedness. She winced when she stood up. It wasn't the worst pain she ever felt, but the intimacy of it made it memorable. She counted her blessings. It would have hurt much more had she not broke her hymen two years ago, when Renee went through her horse-back riding phase.
She put on her bath robe, gathered her bath stuff, and some clean pajamas for a lazy day inside.
She really couldn't believe it. Bella Swan just lost her virginity to Paul Lahote, La Push's bad boy. Not only that but she knew nothing about him. At this realization, the memories of last night washed over her. She caught a side-look at her red face in the mirror and had to laugh at herself.\
Despite her embarassment she could feel a tightening in her lower stomach. When he did that thing with his mouth and she-oh god, cold shower now!