Hey y'all! I'm sooooo soo sorry about how long it took to update. But it's a pretty important year for me school wise so I've been doing a lot of school stuff and work. (Don't even get me started on work lol) Neway, here I am again.

So first off, thank you to Flaca514, backseatgoodbyeislife, Norwegian, Sibel88, Chai Tea Latte, theadventuresofjamesandsirius, Lov3good, dancingwiththecullens18, eleventhveuenorth, Cullens The Pack And Me Love ,Jacob. Paul. .Lover.2009, PinkSlytherin, Gryffindor Gurl2, Rose, XxXLIFEafterDEATHXxX, aly, High off Werewolves (love the name by the way! lol) and American History Lover2009

So lets get it started!

Pauls POV

They had to be fucking with me. They couldn't be serious!

What the hell does it matter Paul? Thought you didn't like the chick? Collin muttered, his annoyance for my attitude sinking into his tone. The irritation was pounding through his head, but I didn't care. My own irritation and rage was exceeding his by far. I growled, wishing nothing more than to be able to take a bit out of the disrespecting baby.

You'll shut the hell up if you know what's good for you, pup. I snapped, before continuing to slink back in forth outside the bloodsuckers giant house, staring at Yas... her through the glass. She had Alison's kid in her lap, braiding her blonde hair as she watched the two brother bloodsuckers play video games on the television. Alison, that little dumbass who brought her here, was talking off to the side with the short leech about some stupid magazine. How could Seth let this happen? If that pup wants to let his girlfriend and kid go over and play house with the vampires, who the hell cares, but letting his imprint take her was out of the question.

Alison goes over all the god damn time, Paul! You think I'd let them go over there if the Cullens were any danger to them? Seth sighed, and I could feel the eye roll in my own head. I'd take a chunk out of him too.

She doesn't need to be over there. I don't care how much you trust them. I sighed, digging my nails into the ground. The motherly looking one sat beside her with a trey of something, smiling as she handed them to her. God knows if the stuff was poisoned.

Now your just fucking ridiculous. Seth sighed.

SHUT UP! I yelled, my ears folding back. They were all lucky it was taking everything I am to stay here and not go running in there to take her out.

It's not like I cared for her well being specifically, I was just concerned that a human was in that house with them. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that it was... that particular girl in there. Not that, that girl meant anything to me.

Seth was shaking with laughter somewhere in the forest. And I was just about to go after him when her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

My ears shot up. Please just let her get out of there.

"Get home now, Yasmin. You've been studying long enough." A harsh, male voice ordered over the phone. Studying? In the summer? So she was a liar? Hmmm....

"O-okay." She stuttered, moving Marie off her lap and standing. "I'll be home in 15 minutes." She said, her voice shaking ever so slightly. Whoever was on the other end made her really nervous. I tilted my head, listening as hard as I could.

"Hurry up."

Click.

Well wasn't that rude.

Yasmin's POV

My father wasn't home when I got there but I found my mother in tears. I felt my stomach tighten drastically as I saw her hurriedly dap her eyes on her shirt and turn away from me as best she could. "Hey sweetie." She whispered, her voice still shaking. Oh what had that bastard said this time?

"What's wrong, mom?" I asked gently, moving forward to stand beside her. "What did he do-"

"Oh, sweetheart it's fine. I was just... it wasn't him." She said, her voice getting smaller and smaller before her lip quivered and a small tear slipped down her cheek.

"Mom-" I sighed, laying a hand on her arm. I wished I could get her to leave. I wish I could make him this small and hurt like he did to us. I wish, I wish, I wish. That was all I could do. Wish. Because I wasn't anything against him. I'd tried and failed many a time.

"I got an email from your brother and your sister. Their not...not..." She trailed off, shaking her head sadly before she burst into tears again and headed off toward the bathroom. I felt my stomach drop. Their not coming down to see us. If she had finished the sentence that's the news she would have given me. I knew because I'd heard that so many times lately.

I don't know why that hurt so bad. I'd expected, prepared myself for it even. I didn't even get my hopes of to see them anymore. Both had abandoned mom and me in this hell hole with my father. Alec writes about once a month to me, while Annebelle just left it almost completely. Sometimes she would call at the most random of times, only speaking with mom or me. But I had refused her phone calls after about a year of her blowing us off. And I never read or wrote back to Alec. I just took his letter and stuffed it in a shoe box under my bed. They hadn't bothered to stick around to try to help so why would I bother with them either? What a lovely family we were.

But it was different with mom. The love for her children was her only salvation. She had me (for only a year) but I knew she missed Alec and Annebelle more then anything. And I knew they knew it too. But they didn't care. Every time mom practically begged them to come over for this holiday (this time it was her birthday) or that one they both made excuses and left us both high and dry.

Even though I knew not to expect them, it still hurt a bit. I was still waiting for someone, anyone to come and save me here. It was more proof that no one was coming I guess. At least that was how I took it.

I ran out the door, past the bathroom where my mother was still sobbing. I knew I should pull myself together for her, but I needed my own time to break sometimes too. I couldn't stay together for her all the time.

I drove around for a long time, not really paying attention. As the pain kept building up and up and up the strength to hold back tears just kept getting harder and harder, until I had to pull over. I let out a pained sob, wrapping my arms around myself and letting my head fall against the steering wheel.

Why couldn't I have been born into a normal family? One that had a father who loved his children unconditionally, one who played catch with his son and helped him when he failed. One who kissed his daughters head when she came home crying from the bully's.

Instead I got stuck with an asshole who loved no one but himself.

Maybe if mom could just stand up for herself. I thought bitterly.

That only made me feel worse. I hated blaming mom for all of this. I knew it wasn't her. It was dad and his uncontrollable anger and his need to belittle other all the God damn time. I couldn't blame mom, couldn't turn again the one person I had on my side.

After about a half hour, I got out of the car and walked down the sidewalk to sit on a small bench for a bit. I just didn't want to go home yet. I was to angry now. If I went home and he was there, I would only say something I regret and get mom and me into trouble. But I knew exactly who I could take this out on.

I grabbed my phone, getting up to continue walking. I was far to pumped now to sit.

Thanks for letting us know you couldn't make it! I texted, smashing my fingers into the keys a bit to hard. Moms probably still in the bathroom crying about it! Happy Birthday to her, right? You guys are such good kids to her! I bet she-

Bam.

I stumbled backwards, irritation and anger flaring as soon as I saw who I ran into.

Paul.

Just the perfect person to become my personal punching bag!

Pauls POV

She just had to run into me. Again.

I glared at her, gritting my teeth as she snapped her phone shut and glared right back. This girl was asking for it... looking at me like that. "You always seem to be smashing into me, huh?"

"Sorry." She spat, sounding anything but. "I guess it's just hard to get around the giant freak."

That word sent bitter jabs of anger and pain throughout my body. Freak. Paul the freaky werewolf. The Monster. I clenched my fists before shaking my head. "Why don't you go back to your big fancy daddy and stuff. Or better yet, get the hell out of our reservation."

Something about what I said made her anger flare even more. Her nostrils flared and her cheeks reddened as she visibly shook in front of me. "Fuck you!" She hissed, tears suddenly springing to her dark green eyes. "You don't know anything! I didn't do a damn thing to you!" She snapped, her voice shaking dangerously.

"You came here." I snapped, folding my arms. "Just go back to where you came from." Go back and take all these feelings with you. Give me my freedom... my choices back.

Her face crumbled then, which made my chest ache more then I'd even admit, and with a loud cry she launched herself at me. I gapped as she began hitting and clawing at me like no tomorrow. "I hate you!" She cried, shoving at me with no success. It didn't even hurt as her long nails grazed my cheek. "I hate you! I didn't do anything! I never do anything to you!"

I grabbed at her, pulling her arms to her side as she struggled against me. She was no match and she seemed to realize it within minutes because she sort of slumped against me, sobbing uncontrolobbly. I felt like my heart was going to break at the sight. It... hurt me to see her like this.

All your fault. It's always your fault.

"Hey," I whispered, pulling her up as she cried against my chest. "Hey, I'm sorry okay. I... I'm sorry. Its not your fault." I whispered. And I knew it was true. No matter what I'd been telling myself these last three weeks, it wasn't her fault. It wasn't her fault I was this... this monster that couldn't control itself. It wasn't her fault I had imprinted on her. It was me... the freak. It was always me. "Please," I begged, gently stroking her hair back. "Please stop crying."

"I hate you." She growled, her tiny hands clenching my shirt tightly. I felt the worlds like a blow, but I took them. "Why did they have to leave us?" I glanced down at her then, wondering who she was talking about now. Who had left her?

"I'm sorry, Yasmin." I whispered gently. "I'm sorry."

So this chapter isn't as long as the other ones but it's got a lot in it! I really hope you liked it and please review! I swear I'll be working hard on getting another chapter out tomorrow to make up for how long it took me to update.! So please tell me what you think (nicely!)

Till next time....(which will be much sooner- I promise! lol)