You guys have all the right in the world to hate me for not updating. And there is really no excuse, other than I was busy with life and had no time at all to write.

I am so sorry guys, I hope you all still enjoy reading this.

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Bella's POV

"Your right, Jake probably doesn't want me anymore, I'm sorry for bothering you," I whispered so quietly I was surprised they could hear me. Tears started to pour like a waterfall down my face. I hated that I was so weak in front of them. Turning around I headed to my rusted old truck not even thinking about going to see if Jake was even home.

Tears still coming on strong, driving became difficult. My vision was blurry, but all I wanted was to curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep and forget all this happened. Finally arriving home, I almost crashed into Charlie's cruiser when I felt a sharp pain rip through my chest and straight to my heart. I thought I was having a heart attack. Stumbling into the house, I could vaguely see Charlie crashed out on the couch, a baseball game running on the television. Glad that Charlie did not have to see me like this, all he would want to do is fuss over me and rush me to the hospital; hospitals and I did not mash well together, I crawled up the stairs and into my room.

The pain so intense, it took every last ounce of energy I had to crawl up into my bed. It felt as if something was trying to claw their way out of my chest and let my heart breathe. I didn't understand why this was happening. When I was standing outside with Jake's 'friends' this wasn't happening, why was it now?

Thinking back on what happen, I couldn't understand why they hated me so much, especially Paul. Paul, they pain lessened when I thought his name, why? Sure he was gorgeous, but why did I feel better when I thought of him. Thinking back, when I looked into his eyes, I felt complete, as if everything in my life was going to be okay as long as he was there. I had only known of these guys through Jake, how could they of known me and grew such a hatred for me? What did Jake tell them?

What had I done to them that made them hate me with such a passion? I know I definitely was not the most beautiful girl, far from it and I was entirely too skinny. I hadn't eaten much in the last couple weeks because of...I couldn't even say his name. How pathetic am I? Sitting there on my bed bawling my eyes out because some guy left me. I couldn't take this anymore. I had to start standing up for my self, no more pushover Bella.

As I was having this revelation about myself I could feel a calming sensation course through my body, yet it had too much anger behind it, I could feel the rage. Standing up to see what made this feeling I felt compelled to move towards my window. As I looked through the wooded forest I caught a glimpse of silver fur and dark piercing eyes. Eyes that seemed to be able to see right through me. Eyes that looked as if they could make me go fetal if looked at wrong.

Though I knew I was probably going insane for even thinking it was this animal that was making feel this, I couldn't deny it. My body just took over and I had to see this animal. Running down that stairs and almost tripping down the back porch stairs, I sprinted towards the animal.

As I grew closer to the animal that I now know is a HUGE wolf, the wolf started in the other direction. No, I couldn't let it get away, I had to do something.

"Please don't go," I yelled towards the wolf. The wolf looked startled when I said this. As if it couldn't believe I would even say something like that. The wolf being startled it stopped in its tracks and I took no time to come right up beside it. I could feel the raw power radiating off this creature. I could sense this wolf meant something to me, it seemed all too familiar. But I couldn't place it.

Slowly raising my hand I gently touched the upper part of one of the wolf's front legs. Yet when this happened the wolf jumped back as if it had been electrocuted. I couldn't understand the pang of hurt I felt at that moment. The wolf looked at me with disgust.

Though I knew in my mind that I should probably back off I couldn't. I had to know why I felt normal around this animal.

Paul's POV

The leech lover touched me. Why the hell didn't I run off when I saw her running my way. Why was I so stupid to hang around. Oh I know, because my freaking wolf side took over and planted my ass where she stood and didn't have any thought of leaving anytime soon.

When she touch me front leg, I felt this all calming warmth flow through my entire body. Jumping back I felt disgust that this pitiful excuse of a girl could make me feel like this.

Yet even though I jumped away from her, it looked as if she was going to try again. Oh no this was not going to happen. Trying to release a growl towards this girl it came out more of a pitiful whine. My wolf side would not allow me to growl at her. What the hell?

Hearing this whine, she bravely reached her hand up towards my face and lightly started to scratch. I felt the warmth once again. I had to get away from her, I had to fight the wolf and get back to the Reservation and discuss this with Sam. He will know how I can stay away from her, I can fight this.

Though I chanted this in my head again and again, I couldn't deny the way she made me feel. The wolf was about to roll us over and let her see our underbelly. He was all for a mate. But no, I couldn't be with her.

"Bella, where are you?" I heard shout in the distance. My saving grace. Bella slowly took her hand down from my face, but no without one last scratch behind my ear, and dear heaven's it was amazing. No I could not think like this.

"I have to go," she said, looking as if it was tearing her apart from the inside out at the thought of leaving my side. Well good riddens to ya. I couldn't be any happier at the though of escaping. Trying not to look at her as she turned and went the opposite direction, I sprinted towards that Res, furious at the wolf and myself for ever setting foot by the area of her home.