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Chapter 8 - Pack Meeting And Realizations

o0o0o - Sam's Point Of View - o0o0o

"This has got to come to an end" I whispered as I opened the back door to Paul's house, and walked towards the stairs.

Slamming his bedroom door open, I walked across his small room and shoved him in his shoulder. "Wake up." I growled. "Pack meeting. Now!"

He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. "Fuck Sam." He said. "What time is it?"

"Around midnight." I said, turning my back on him and walking towards the door.

The sound of him throwing himself back across his bed, halted my movement.

"Cant this wait?" He asked as he threw his arm over his eyes. "You know, some of us do need to get some sleep."

I snarled. "This can't wait." I said, as I moved to the door. "That group of She Witches got a hold of Embry and Quil tonight."

He smirked and then sat back up. "What do you mean?" He asked excitedly. "How'd they get a hold of them?"

"I'll explain it when we get to my house." I said, as I walked out the door. "Everyone's waiting. Let's go."

Paul was right behind me, in what seemed like, no time at all. He was asking questions left and right the entire way back to my house, but I ignored him.

I didn't want to have to explain the entire situation, more than once. Hell, in all honesty I was having trouble trying to figure out how in the hell they got away with not only messing with Jake, but with Quil and Embry, too.

When we made it back to my house, I quickly opened the screen door, and made my way into the living room. Shifting around everyone, I made it to my chair and sat heavily into its comfortable confines.

Glaring at Embry and Quil, who occupied the small couch on the far wall, I cleared my throat to shut everyone up, and begin the meeting. "Embry? Quil?" I asked. They lifted their heads from their hands and focused on me. "Would you like to explain what happened today?" I finished.

Embry grimaced. "Kenda wanted to go to the beach."

"And?" I prompted him to continued. "What happened?"

"We played a game?" Quil asked, pathetically.

"What game?" Jared asked, sitting up a little straighter in his position on the floor.

"I never." Embry replied, shaking his head, to dispel the memories flooding his mind.

"You were drinking?" I demanded, even though I knew the answer.

"Yes." Quil answered, looking down at his hands.

"Then?" I asked.

Embry started nudging Quil in his ribs with his elbow. "You tell him." He growled.

"Dude, it was your idea to go." Quil said, shoving his arm away. "You fucking tell him."

"Someone better tell me!" I growled.

"Ugh fine." Quil said, rubbing his eyebrow. "I don't remember much of what happened." He said, scrunching his face up, trying to remember. "We were playing a game with the girls one minute… and the next…"

"Yea?" I pushed.

He lifted his eyebrow at me. "The next minute, I woke up with someone kicking me." He shook his head and sat back against the cushions. "It was Officer Jenkins." He finished.

"And?" I asked.

"You finish, Embry." Quil said, laying his head back and closing his eyes.

"Fine." He said, shoving Quil's leg. "We were both naked." He said, shaking his head, mirroring Quil's actions from a few minutes ago. "Shit." He said, slamming himself back against the cushions. "Sam come on, you know what happened."

I smirked. Really, I couldn't help it. "Embry and Quil, were both, cuddling in the sand." I said, as I moved my eyes around the room to watch the expression on everyone's face shift. "The police showed up, and they were taken to the station." I finished.

Everyone burst into laughter. I tried, but failed not to join in with them. The situation was as messed up as they came. But, it was comical. You couldn't deny that.

"Stop laughing." Quil growled. "That isn't even the worst part!."

Embry elbowed Quil again, hard, and growled.

"What can be worst than being caught like that?" Paul laughed.

"Embry's mom." Quil whispered.

"What about his mom?" Paul asked. It seemed as if he was full of questions tonight.

I looked back over to Embry and Quil, and noticed that Embry was turning a very bright shade of red.

I knew what happened. I had the boys phase, so I could see for myself what transpired. And, I knew this next part was going to be extremely hard on them.

Embry sat forward, and ran his hands through his hair. "When she came to pick me up…" He started.

"Yea?" Everyone asked in unison, urging him to continue.

"She took me home, and called my grandmother over at the Makah Res." He dropped his head into his hands. "Mom told her on the phone… seeitoldyouso." He rushed out the last part, I'm sure to just get it over with.

"What was that?" Paul smirked. He knew what Embry just said; we all did. But, it seemed like Paul was enjoying the suffering that his pack mate was going through.

Embry snarled. "She said. See. I. Told. You. So." He repeated, through his teeth.

"I don't get it." Jared said. "What did she mean by that?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

Quil sighed. "Apparently," he started. "Embry's mom has always thought that because me and Embry were friends" He said, pointing back and forth between Embry and himself "that we were um, more?" He asked, lifting his eyebrow. "More than just friends all along." He finished, as he grimaced at the idea.

"Wait. Wait. Wait." Paul said smirking. "Let me see if I get this straight." He continued. Ugh, here we go. "Embry's mom?" He lifted his brow in silent question. "Think's that you two have been seeing each other?" He dropped his head back on his shoulders as he laughed loudly. "Oh shit!" He said. "I thought Jake had it bad. I was so fucking wrong." He said, gasping for air.

"It get's worse." Embry said, apparently ready to get it all out there.

Paul stopped laughing and looked back at them. "Well?" He lifted his hand, and motioned for them to continue. "Spit it out."

"I'm going to kick your ass later, Quil." Embry glared at Quil before he turned his head to look at the room. Sighing, he continued. "Mom said, that I shouldn't be embarrassed." He lifted his hand and rubbed his temple. "She said, that if I wanted to be with…" He moved his eyes to glare at me. "This is just so wrong." He said, and then returned his attention to the rest of the room. "She said, that if I wanted to be with Quil, that she fully accepts it." He said, punching Quil in the leg. "She said she would stand by our 'relationship'." He air quoted.

He looked like he was going to be sick.

The room became so quiet; any normal person could hear crickets outside. I took my chances and glanced from face to face. They were all blank, trying to absorb what they had just heard.

Shaking my head slightly, I looked down, and began my mental countdown. Three. Two. One.

The whole room went into an uproar. Everyone was laughing hysterically; some so hard they were having trouble catching their breath. Others were holding onto their sides, as they hunched over.

Jared became quiet rather quickly, though. His eyes were moving around the room. Back and forth. Back and forth.

"Guys shut up." He finally said. "Wait!"

Everyone grew quiet as they waited for whatever it was he wanted to say.

I lifted an eyebrow in silent question.

"You two were passed out?" He asked, pointing back and forth between Quil and Embry. When they nodded he continued. "Alcohol burns off really quickly in our systems." He said, as he sat back against the wall. "I can be almost positive, that by the time you two woke up, you were sober. Am I right?" He finished.

"Yea." Quil said, pushing his hand through his hair. "We were completely sober when Jenkins nudged me."

Jared lifted his eyebrow again. "Then how in the hell did the alcohol make you pass out?"

"I think that they drugged them." I cut in. Everyone turned their heads to me.

"Why would they do that?" Embry asked.

"Because of Izzy." Jake said, shaking his head and looking towards the floor.

"Who the hell is Izzy?" Quil asked.

Jake looked up and glared at Quil. "Chief Swan's daughter. Remember her?" He stopped for a second and rubbed his eyebrow. "We use to fucking torture that girl through middle school. Then she moved to Florida or some shit." He shook his head again. "The only thing I've been able to come up with, is that Izzy told Bella about how we treated her. When Bella moved here, she hooked up with Kenda. And the rest…" He finished as he dropped his eyes back down to the floor.

Something clicked when he mentioned the names.

"Jake?" I asked.

He didn't lift his head as he replied. "Yea?"

"What was Izzy's full name?" I asked, sitting up straighter.

He looked confused for a moment before speaking. "Isabella. Why?"

Paul threw himself back, and when his head hit the floor it made a loud 'thud' sound. "Holy mother fuck." He said as he brought his hands to cover his eyes. "Why the fuck didn't I see it before." He ranted. "Jesus she was right, we are so fucking dense." He sat back up and ran his hands through his hair. "She had it right all along, and now it makes sense." He lifted his eyes and moved them from person to person as he continued his tirade. "Who the hell is next?… God, she's so fucking hot though." He said and then it was as if the car beams clicked onto high. "Shit… imprint… Kenda too… revenge…"

"Explain!" Jared said, shoving Paul's leg to stop him from rambling.

Paul stopped and smirked. I really think he's losing his mind.

"Everyone needs to stay on guard." He said. "And I mean everyone." He glanced at everyone briefly.

"Why?" Seth said, as he sat up a little straighter.

"Because, little Izzy's come out to play." Paul sang with a huge smile.

Everyone was looking at Paul like he grew another head. To save the trouble of trying to force it out of him, I decided to pick up the slack of his fucked up mind.

"You guys don't see it?" I asked. Minus Paul, they all shook their heads, no.

"Izzy? Bella? Isabella. They're both the same girl." I finished.

All of their mouths dropped momentarily, as this revelation sunk in. I'm honestly not surprised.

"How in the hell?" Quil started, shaking his head back and forth. "What do we do now?"

"Nothing." Paul said, and I turned my head to look at him.

"What do you mean, nothing?" I inquired.

"We act like we don't know." He said, smirking. "It would probably make it worse anyways. I'm sure that's why she didn't want anyone to know in the first place."

He had a point. "That's true." I said. "We need to keep a very close eye on them."

Paul nodded before standing up. "Stick together." He said, pointing at everyone. "Watch each other's backs, and don't agree to go anywhere alone with any of them." He smirked again. "If you do, it's your own ass."

"Sounds good." I said, standing from my chair. "Alright everyone, get home. There's school tomorrow." I started walking towards the door. "And remember, she's still Bella. We're not to let her know, that we know that, she's Izzy."

Everyone shook their heads in agreement, as they walked out of the door. After I shut it behind Quil, and turned, I came face to face with Paul.

"Yea?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"I think I'm liking her more and more." He said, chuckling.

"Why is that?" I asked.

I knew she was his imprint. But, it still kind of confused me on how this whole mess could excite him even more.

"Because, I think I've finally met my match." He laughed. "I honestly cant wait until she decides to play one on me." He said as he opened the door, and stepped out onto the porch.

"Yea, well." I started. Raising my hand I rubbed my eyebrow. "I'm not saving your ass if you provoke her to do something stupid."

"No need too." He said as he backed up towards the stairs. "And, that's all I'm going to do." He finished.

"What?" I asked.

"Provoke her." He turned and then ran down the three stairs and into the woods.

"Dumb ass!" I muttered, when he disappeared into the trees.

I shut the door quietly and moved to sit on the couch. Closing my eyes and laying my head back, I began to re-run everything that we'd ever done to Isabella. We were cruel. Really fucking cruel. Then it hit me.

Snapping my eyes open, I rushed out. "Oh shit! I'm on her list too."