Description: Can you write an imagine where reader (Sam Uley’s 16 year old daughter, not a wolf) is the imprint of Embry. Reader goes missing for a day, and embry freaks out, and Sam gets angry that Embry imprinted on his daughter.
You were absolutely no where to be found. The pack had searched every hiding spot they could possibly find and nothing. Where could you have gone?
Your father - Sam Uley - paced around the kitchen anxiously. Your mom - Emily - watched him from her spot from the door. She was biting her nails, equally as nervous as your dad.
Embry sat at the table with the rest of the boys. His teeth were digging into his knuckle as his leg bounced up and down underneath the table. His eyes darted from Sam to Emily.
You were Embry’s imprint. The two of you hadn’t planned on telling your parents right away but that changed when you disappeared. Embry had accidentally let it slip.
Sam was not happy, to say the least. But now was not the time to scold Embry - it was time to find his daughter.
Honestly where could you have gone? You were sixteen years old and didn’t have your license yet. It wasn’t like you could go far.
Embry could feel his patience thinning. You always told him where you went. Just as he was about to explode, the front door swung open.
You walked in with bags in your hands and sunglasses covering your eyes. You stopped short at all the eyes on you and lowered your sunglasses. A nervous laugh escaped your mouth and you waved, “hi guys?”
“Where have you been?” Your father asked immediately.
You frowned at him, “I went to the mall with f/n.”
“And you didn’t bother telling anyone?”
“I did?” You answered. When he raised an eyebrow, you pushed past him and walked to the fridge. You pointed at the slip of paper in the middle of the door, “I wrote a note?”
No one said anything. Your father uncrossed his arms and opened his mouth before closing it again. He gave a short nod and then turned to the pack, “everyone out.”
Embry slowly stood from his seat, attempting to escape the house, “not you, Embry.”
You pursed your lips, assuming that your dad had finally found out. You moved over to Embry’s side, avoiding his eyes. Your dad stared at you intensely, but you didn’t look away.
“When were you going to tell me that you imprinted on my daughter?” Sam finally broke eye contact to glare down at Embry. The boy seemed to shrink under his sight.
“We wanted to wait a little longer,” you answered for your boyfriend, “but I don’t think it was the best idea now.”
“It wasn’t,” your dad spoke. He shook his head, “you should’ve told me right away.”
“Sorry,” both you and Embry answered together.
Your father eyed both of you before sighing and walking out of the room. Your mom sent you an apologetic look before heading after Sam.
You sighed and turned to Embry, who immediately wrapped you in a hug, “you had me so worried. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I technically did,” you laughed, hugging him tighter, “you guys just didn’t read the note.”
He chuckled against your neck, “I guess not. I’m just glad you’re okay.”
Summary:Embry got home and couldn’t find his imprint anywhere in the house, so he goes and looks at the only other place he thinks she would be.
Embry was puzzled. He texted you an hour ago and you assured him that you would be at home when he got back. He imagined walking inside and seeing you on the couch with the dogs, probably watching some true crime video. As soon as his shoes slipped off he walked towards the living room.
His brows furrowed as his eyes scanned the area. Fluffy blankets lay in the area your body usually occupied but you weren’t there. The dogs barked in excitement around him, just so happy that daddy was home.
“Hi little loves. Where’s mommy?” He asked the two golden retrievers. Their ears perked at her name and they began to bark loudly, running around the house to search.
Embry laughed at how eager they were to find you as soon as he mentioned your name. You weren’t there and the dogs halted at his feet once again in anticipation. Their dog faces screamed pet me god dammit.
His hands skimmed through their well groomed fur, thanks to her dedication to keeping them clean, petting them for a minute before he slowly rose back to his feet. He slipped his boots back on in a daze as his mind was stuck on her. He wished that she would give him a heads up when she was going to go out. He saw more shit than he would like to admit and worrying was in his nature.
“I’ll be back, boys. I’m gonna find that mommy of yours that likes to drive me crazy. Behave, little rascals.” He called out, blowing them kisses before turning the door knob.
Birds chirped a melody as their bodies fluttered from the assortment of trees. Embry flinched when one flew past his ear- making aswish sound. He smiled slightly at the fact that it scared him. A man who could turn into a bear sized wolf was spooked by a little bird in the woods. He internally swore to never think about it while shifted with the pack because they would tease him about it. Especially Jared.
His ears picked up soft music playing to the left of him. Honey-like voice of Hozier alerted the man that his fiancé was very close by. Y/N loved Hozier’s music. She explained it to him before that his songs just made her feel so understood and completely loved. Embry then would joke that Hozier should be with her instead, to which she would hit him and tell him to shut up.
He peeked around the tree to see her form. His heart soared at the sight before him. A sheet was spread on the ground. The blue and white pattern reminded Embry of the floor mats in her car. Floor mats that he bought you for her birthday three years ago. It was the first year they were together, and he wanted to get her something that she would use everyday and appreciate. She loved the gift. She was so damn appreciative of everything he did. She was actually appreciative of life itself. So sweet and naturally good that it made his heart hurt.
Herbody lay sprawled on the sheet with her head looking up towards the sky. He wondered why she was looking up because the trees covered the blue sky. Her fingers tapped on the fabric of her shirt resting against her midsection to the beat of “Wasteland, baby.”
A smile split his lips apart as he heard her mess up a lyric and laugh to herself about it. She shifted where she laid to a sitting up position to check her phone that sat next to her feet. Embry took this as his que.
“Hiding from me, sweets?” His voice startled her. A surprised scream left her lips as she threw her phone onto the ground. She glared at him, her hand coming up to flash him her middle finger.
“You dick, you scared the hell out of me. Be a normal person and text me a warning that you’re coming.” She spoke, hand over her heart to feel it beating out of her chest.
He blushed sheepishly before defending himself, “Not fair because, one, you should have told me that you were coming out here and two- don’t call me a dick. I prefer the names; handsome, lover boy, bub, and occasionally cutie pie. Well I’d take cutie pie over dick any day.”
She rolled her eyes at his speech but offered a loving smile all the same. She couldn’t help it. No matter what the man in front of her did, she thought he was the sun, the moon, and the stars. A part of her felt guilty for not warning him where she would be.
“I admit, a simple text would’ve been thoughtful. So I’m sorry about that, but you know I hate when you sneak up on me.”
His body came to rest beside hers on the thin sheet that barely separated their bodies from the natural dirt and grime of Mother Nature. His brown eyes gazed over her beautiful features in appreciation and adoration.
“Didn’t mean to spook you…” he mumbled, leaning over to kiss the side of her head. She hummed as he pulled away, “Why are you out here anyway?”
She sighed, crossing her arms, “Greg from work was being a sexist asshole, and I argued with him about the wage gap for about an hour. My nerves were so shot when I got home that I had to disconnect. Come out here and focus on the sweet things in life.”
Embry listener to all she had to say, soaking in her feelings as if he was a sponge used to clean up spilled water. He would always be attentive to how she felt because his mom taught him to care about women more than just lovers, but to care about them as deep counterparts to life, as a great friend.
Y/N cared too much sometimes and that put a burden on her shoulders. He wanted to help carry that burden any time he could.
“Greg is the one who you should be calling a dick.”
She laughed, nudging his arm with her elbow, “Oh I called him that and more. Trust me. I’m glad I have a sweet man like you that actually cares about women instead of seeing them as servants.”
His finger tips grazed her collar bone, dancing around the soft skin that was cold compared to his lava temperature. Goosebumps arose from the rapid heat. They traveled down her skin until his fingers connected with hers.
“My mother raised me right, and apparently a lot of parents could take notes from her. Next time he argues with you, just call me and hand him the phone. I will school him like no other, teach him how to respect others.” His low voice rumbled.
“I’m sure you will, lover boy. I don’t doubt it.”
Embry bit his lip as he let the silence wash over the couple. A bird flew past again and he jumped, internally cursing the damn animal for getting him twice within ten minutes.
“I don’t want to rush you, but I’m very hungry. I’ve been thinking about that Italian place we went to a couple months ago.” His thumb rubbed circles against her skin.
“Luittei’s.. yeah; that place was good. You wanna go there?” She asked, looking up at him.
“Not very subtle, was I?”
Y/N patted his arm. She then stood up and helped him up too, “You’re cute, but no. Not subtle at all. I want Italian too though.”
Embry bent down and grabbed the sheet in his hands, her grabbing the other side to fold it harmoniously.
“I love you.” His voice cracked a bit as his tongue delivered the earnest words. Letters strung together that formed such a true and genuine message. Loving her was as natural as breathing to him and he was sure it would always be. His tone surprised her.
Request: “Hey, since we both seem to be in need for some Embry imagines, can you please write something fluff where he tries to reassure her before the fight in Eclipse? Thanks a lot ”
Embry Call x Reader
Vampires were your least favorite thing in the whole universe right now. If the Cullens, mostly Edward, would just turn Bella these issues would not be so pressing. Defenseless little human Bella needs to fight her own battles without dragging in the wolf pack. Their genes are designed to protect the reservation, not Bella Swan and the endless drama that comes with her.
These ruthless thoughts swam around angrily in your head as Embry could only sheepishly smile. He came over after Bella’s party to alert you of what was going down. A part of him hoped that you would be excited that he would get to kill leeches, instead you were grumbling about it.
“Babe, the pack is literally made for this.” Embry softly said, grabbing your hand that was clenched. You glared at him, yanking your arm away, “Humans were created to just die in the end too, let me just go off myself.”
He huffed out angrily, “Don’t say that, don’t even joke about it.”
“It’s what you guys are doing, Embry. Who knows how many vampires there will be! It could be a trap for all we know.”
Your boyfriend rolled his eyes but shuffled so that he was sitting on the kitchen counter, “I know that you are scared, but I am doing this for the ones I love. If those leeches somehow get here, you could get killed. We are best equipped to handle this.”
Arms crossed over your chest, you gazed out the window. You were so mad. Mad that the Cullens lived in forks, mad that these young natives had to turn into giant killer wolves, mad that your wolf was put in danger, and especially mad that you were so worried that it was hard to breath.
Embry is your person. The one who knows all your fast food orders, always tells you a cheesy joke, helps you with mundane tasks, shares a bed with you most nights, talks for hours about space, and understands your adoration for old rock music. Losing him would be unbearable. Almost would be like losing a large portion of yourself.
“One scratch on your beautiful skin and I swear..” Your voice cracked as tears leak like a waterfall down your cheeks. You try to hide from him by turning the other way but he was already off the counter and in front of you. His hands gently grasped your head. Your eyes sadly looked into his chocolate brown eyes as his thumbs wiped at your crocodile tears.
He wrapped his arms around your shoulders pulling you into a warm bear hug that slightly calmed you down, “I’ll be okay, Y/N.”
“Embry request where reader is Bella’s sister, she hangs out with Jake when Bella does too and she meets Embry. Take your wonderful creativity and run with it :)”
Embry Call x Reader
Jacob Black was a smitten fool. Witnessing blushing smiles, lengthy black hair pushed behind his ear, and longing glances aimed towards Bella was your new normal. Joking around was normal between friends, but it appeared as if Jake had to make everything a playful jab towards your older sister. Bella enjoyed the constant attention because it preoccupied her mind enough to not only dwell on Edward. You knew that and that’s why you always agreed to go with her when she asked you to join.
Bella wasn’t dumb, she knew that Jacob liked her and it made her nervous. She was not over her last relationship and jumping into a new one wasn’t bright. You were the key part in halting Jacob’s “attempts” but he really didn’t even care that you were there. You and Jake were the same age and he viewed you more as a best friend that he could be comfortable around.
The duo fixed bikes and chatted about life during hangout sessions. At first you sat on a work Ben h with snacks and joined in, but now you were too busy fooling around with Embry. The first time Embry came you admired the tall and naturally beautiful human before you. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was so sweet that it could give you a cavity. Slowly but surely Embry and Quil started joining when they knew you would be there.
Oil ran down Embry’s tan arms as he fixed the breaks on Bella’s bike. You intentionally tried to look away but your eyes drifted to watch the black liquid make its way down his wrist and onto his forearm, twisting like art over his veins. He was the prettiest creation you had ever laid your eyes upon.
A nudge to your elbow caused you to snap your eyes to Bella who was giving you a shit eating grin. She was well aware about your on growing crush on Jake’s friend and she more than encouraged it. You glared at her and shook your head ‘no’ to tell her that it wasn’t happening.
Embry Call was a god among humans; his radiant smile made your knees weak and you swore that very smile could melt the ice in Antarctica. In your eyes he was equal to the Greek god Apollo and you were a pitiful demigod from a random god like Hermès. Embry talked to you a lot but come on, he was nice to everyone.
You were glad to be his friend; truly.
That didn’t mean you didn’t daydream about what it would be like to hangout alone. Dinner, maybe watching the sunset on the beach sometime. His favorite snack was the plain goldfish and you would be sure to bring a bag of them because that boy loves his snacks. You just wanted to be his person. The one who he told deep shit to at one in the morning during a sporadic coffee run. The one who he vented to when he is fed up with school. The one who he looked forward to seeing.
“Holy cow, it’s not supposed to rain for once tonight. I say we have a fire or something… enjoy the evening ya know?” Jake said, glancing at the weather section of the newspaper that his dad bought earlier that day. They used newspaper to lay on while working on the bikes to avoid getting dirty, although that never worked.
Bella shifted her look away from you and glanced at the paper on the ground, “I would be down. How ‘bout you Y/N?”
Embry paused what he was doing and gazed at you. His brown eyes meant yours and your heart did a backflip, “Sure, I’m game.”
Embry’s lips quirked into his soft small smile that showcased his adorable dimples at your response. His eyes held pure joy as he turned and wiped his hands on a rag.
“Emby, I thought Quil would be here by now.” Jake asked yet stated at the same time.
“Quil can’t do anything. It’s old Quil’s birthday and they are doing family stuff. I already tried to get him to come earlier dude.” Embry explained, you got lost in how smooth his voice was. It was just so nice to hear.
“It’s us four then.” You said, smiling at Embry’s cute expression while he worked the oil off of his skin.
“Yupp.” Jake replied with his usual lopsided grin directed towards your older sister.
Bella bit her lip in deep thought for a second, “Jake and I can go get s’more stuff if you and Embry can get some wood together.”
Your eyes widened at her suggestion and were about to protest but Embry was nodding his head, “Yeah, we can handle that. Right, bean?”
You meekly nodded, “Yeah. We got it.”
You were flustered by his nickname for you. One time you said human bean instead of human being and it made Embry laugh until he cried. Since then he called you bean in an affectionate way. Nonetheless it made you blush because your crush having a special nickname for you made you feel.. well, special.
“There’s the enthusiasm I like to see!” Embry cheered.
Two months later you turned down the aisle to see one other person in it, Embry Call. The boy who you really liked.. the same boy who neglected you all for no reason. Your heart filled with excitement but dread. You missed him dearly but you were really hurt and confused as to why he dropped your friendship like it was nothing. You noticed that his hair was short and it showed off his sharp jawline more.
His brown eyes met yours and his lips parted in amazement. He slowly sunk down to his knees, hands going to his thighs to ground him that this was real. You grew worried when he didn’t speak. You bent down to his level.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“You.” He breathed out.
You snorted, “Don’t even remember my name? Glad our friendship meant so much.” You muttered, moving away.
His hand flew out and grasped your arm as he stumbled to stand up, “Bean, of course I remember your name! Don’t go.” He pleaded.
“Why shouldn’t I? You left us so easily.”
His brown eyes held sorrow as he released your arm, “Look I have so much to explain and I promise that I will. I truly am sorry and soon you will understand. Give me a chance?”
You bit the inside of your cheek in deep though. He was a dick for ditching you but he seemed upset and he did promise that he would explain it all. Plus the intense way he was looking at you in the store made you want to forgive him now.
“Meet me at the beach tonight. Same spot we had the fire.”
He nodded. As you walked away you heard him mutter, “I knew it would be my sweet little bean.”
Summary: You like to keep the air on high in your room so that when Embry comes over you can soak up his heat. Embry slowly catches on and that only makes him more smug about how you are slowly falling in love with him as much as he is with you.
Embry Call x Reader
Embry freaking Call took up most of your thoughts now a days. Growing up with him caused you two to have a tightly bound friendship, and when he shifted he immediately imprinted, finalizing the fact that you two were soulmates. It happened because he accidentally ran into you three days after he shifted and one gaze in your eyes and he knew he was a goner. He loved you before in a sheepish nerdy way before he shifted. He used to lend you his hoodies so that he got them back it smelled like you. He used to send you any song that remotely reminded him of you. He used to drop over in the evenings with a milkshake from the close by store that he knew would make your day. He was protective over boys who could potentially break your heart and especially hated your ex who didn’t treat you like he could’ve.
So when he imprinted on you, all of that intensified.
He didn’t tell you that you were his imprint because he didn’t want you to feel obliged to be with him. He assumed in time the pull would bring you two together soon enough. You always had a bit of a crush on the boy growing up but pushed it to the back of your mind out of fear of ruining a friendship. You didn’t think highly of yourself and didn’t believe that he would ever think of you romantically. But now he was always on your mind.
You knew about him being a wolf because he let you in on that part so that he could see you more by brining you to pack gatherings. During his patrols you wasted time by watching cartoons on Hulu. Half the time you would fall asleep, but before you laid down you were sure to blast the air on in your room and crawl under the blankets. You loved feeling crisp cold air but being warm at the same time. It heightened even more when Embry became a self heater.
His touch gave you goosebumps regularly, but when he climbed under the blankets with you with his warm skin touching your cold skin, you never felt more bliss.
It was nine and you were not tired in the slightest. If anything you were beyond restless because you just wanted to see Embry. Being away from him for hours while being completely alone was horrible. You hanging out with friends and family without Embry was fine, but being alone and missing him made your whole chest feel like it was on fire with ache.
Feeling restless, you groggily walked downstairs and made yourself a cup of tea. Gentle air blew in the window above the sink reminding you that summer was still alive outside of your house. Embry’s truck rumbled into the driveway shutting off with a soft roar. Within seconds your tea was hastily set on the counter as you ran to open the door and wait. You leaned against the frame as he shuffled out of his truck and made his way to the door.
“Welcome back,” you greeted. Embry’s lips quirked upwards to form his charming smile that always made you feel like the world was going to be okay. His smile washed away the worries of global warming and politics for moment being. Legend says that soulmates give off calm and content feelings, not anxiety like you experienced with past boys. You knew in your heart that the boy climbing your front porch steps in the glow of the moon was it for you. Sometimes you wished he felt the same.
“Didn’t know the Y/L/N’s hired a doorman…” his body halted before the entrance, his eyes soaking you up after being away all day.
“All the good ones were placed already, so they had to settle with me. Luckily for them, I am willing to stand in the rain without charging more.” You went on.
“Oh yeah? And what are they paying? Maybe this is something I want in on.”
Your lips twitched, “Two golden dragon teeth per day. Personally, I tried to bargain for three but the resident refused to budge. My humble manor allowed for me to reside with what I was offered.”
Embry laughed as you moved back to let him inside. You watched him with doe eyes as he slipped his shoes off and turned back around, “You watch too many medieval shows, Miss “dragon teeth for payment” Y/N.”
You shrugged at him, “Forks doesn’t allow for much more than that. I’m waiting to hear back from that guy about babysitting so it’s not like I have anything else to do while you are on patrol.”
“He still hasn’t called you back yet?”
“No.”
His brown eyes gazed into yours as his mouth down turned into a pout of sorts. Embry’s neighbor needed a babysitter and when he referred Y/N, the man seemed thrilled so for him to not call her back was weird and honestly rude.
“Fuck him, I’ll speak to him tomorrow. There’s no reason he should make you wait this long. Hold up, is that sandwich for me?” He distracted himself by pointing to the very sandwich you had made for yourself before he arrived.
You chuckled at his excitement over a sandwich, “It’s all yours.”
“Dope,” He kissed your cheek before grabbing it and taking a large bite. In that time you grabbed him a Pepsi from the fridge and handed it to him. He mumbled a thanks as his legs carried him towards the usual hangout spot that was your room. He put the Pepsi bottle on the bed stand as he climbed in to sit against the wall. You followed suit and sat close beside him, soaking up his heat from inches away. This was by far the favorite part of your day. The air was blasting, you were cold, and your goal was to selfishly get snuggled.
Embry finished the sandwich and his hands twitched on his lap because his thoughts were doing back flips at the idea of touching you. His heart thudded in his chest and rang in his ears as his cells longed to be invaded by you. His skin yearned to be brushed against yours in any way. Waiting to tell you was like a daily punishment because he had to hold himself back when he really didn’t want to. And against his will it was getting harder to resist. Especially since you entered a new habit of blasting your air so that you could lay on him. He wasn’t daft, he was well aware that the imprint was taking a toll on you too. He wanted things to be natural, but it was almost to the point where one of you had to verbally say it.
For you, it was nerve wrecking. In your mind you knew that Embry felt the same way because what teenage boy doesn’t talk to any other girls, comes over every night, spoils you, helps you with anything, and let’s you in on a little secret of being able to turn into a full wolf. You didn’t doubt that the would accept the new stage, it was the process of getting there that you feared. Seeing him sit so handsomely beside you… the time was now.
Your arms encircled his left arm as you leaned against him, both thumbs moving soothing circles on his burning skin. Your eyes looked so earnestly into his that he thought he was going to be the one to melt. You turned your body so that you were more so in front of him. His large hands easily allowed yours to grasp them in between your smaller ones.
“You’re my best friend.” You whispered.
Embry’s heart was beating so loud he was sure that you could hear it without super senses. Such a simple phrase sounded so utterly intimate coming from your lips.
“You’re mine too.”
“I think we’re meant to be more than that because I love you more than anyone else.”
Embry’s hands pulled you closer, his nose rubbing affectionately against yours. Your eyes closed in anticipation as you found yourself leaning forward into your arms. Embry’s hands left yours to cup both sides of your face. His lips brushed against yours softly, making you melt into him. He abruptly pulled away, much to your dismay.
“Embry.” You whined.
His cheeks were flushed as he smiled sheepishly at you, “I’d at least like to go on a date first.”
You blushed, “You’re such a gentleman.”
“A gentleman that will pay for the date with his fifteen golden dragon teeth.” He teased, moving you guys so that you could cuddle under the warm blankets.
“You’re such a dork.” You laughed out.
You and Embry laid in silence after that, just soaking up laying together. Cuddling wasn’t a new habit but as a new couple it was. Embry knew that he would explain imprinting very soon, but tonight he just wanted to lay with you.
“Embry Call, maybe something like she has a scar ( on her lip) and he just doesn’t care that she has it. And she tries to explain and gets emotional and he just stops her because he already knows how she feels because of the bond and he comforts her Like he is a supportive bf and it’s cute and fluffy!”
Embry loved so many things. He loved leaves when they turned during the fall. He loved when it sprinkled while he worked outside. He loved his mom’s chocolate chip pancakes. He loved taking a warm bath when his muscles ached. He loved fresh strawberries. He loved catching lighting bugs after a late night fire. And he especially loved you. Correction, he loved everything about you.
Your bad dancing after you win a game of monopoly, your snort when you laugh too hard, your smile when you saw a dog, your appreciation of old movies that he sometimes watched with you, how you always were willing to help him with anything, how your hands fit perfectly within his, how selfless you are, and lastly, your scar.
He knew you despised it because he could feel that emotion come off of you in waves due to the connection of the imprint. He thought it was pretty against your lip. He often ran his thumb over it when you slept. Like right now.
It was nine in the morning and Embry had been awake for an hour. He smiled as you shifted closer to him in your sleep. He bent his neck down so that he could kiss the little scar. Your eyes fluttered awake at the action.
“Stop, Em.” You mumbled.
He hummed against your skin, “Why would I ever do that? I am appreciating you and how beautiful you are.”
You shoved him off and looked at the wall, “It’s not. That scar is.. I-” You stopped, not even being able to get the words out. You heard him sigh before you felt the bed lift from him crawling off of it. You turned to see him puling down his shorts to expose a nasty scar on his left hip. The one hegot that before he shifted.
“This scar is much bigger than yours. Do you see me any less because of it?” He asked.
“What? Of course not. You’re gorgeous, Embry.” You insisted.
He pulled his shorts up and crawled back into bed with you, “Exactly how I see your scar. Except I adore yours, it’s so cute.”
You shrugged your shoulders. Not agreeing but not knowing what to say either. He kissed you, pulling you into his strong arms.
“Don’t shrug, it’s true Y/N!” He insisted.
You smiled at the sweet sweet boy in front of you, “I love you.”
“Can I request a Embry Call imagine where you just comfort him while he cries. I feel like guys should be emotional too sometimes! Thank you!”
Tiffany Call raised her son on her own. Embry grew up without a dad, and that was just a fact. He was proud of his up bringing, it made him into the strong person he was. He didn’t need a man to be there for him to show him how to fix a tire, he learned it himself. And what he couldn’t figure out he had his friends and his friend’s dads. So not having a dad was fine.
Until now.
Embry had gotten off of patrol and had been headed home. He smelled an unusual scent from yards away. Not yours and certainly not his mom’s. Panic set in as he sprinted. He was meant with an odd scene. His beautiful mother sat on the porch swing, arms crossed and a slight smile on her face. That was not the odd part. The odd part was that a tall tanned middle aged man sat in the patio chair across from her.
Embry’s mom never told him that she was seeing anyone. Not that he would care, but it would be nice to know what was going on her life. Although that wasn’t fair of him considering she lacked the knowledge of the biggest secret of his life.
“Hey mom.” Embry climbed up the three steps and kissed his mother’s forehead. The man stiffened in his seat and stared at the tanned boy in amazement.
“Embry, you’re home early..” His mom played with the curls on the back of his neck as he protectively sat beside her.
“Yeah, Jake and I got the part for his bike early. And Quil came over and helped us out so it only took a couple of hours. Who;s this?” Embry nudged his head towards the mysterious male on his porch. Hischair.
Tiffany sadly smiled at her son who she raised to be a kind and honest man. Now it was her turn to be honest, “Your dad, Em. He just sort of showed up..”
Embry swatted his mom’s hand away from his hair, “This fucker didn’t bother to show my whole life and now you let him sit on the porch that you and I built together, by ourselves?”
“I get that you are upset-” The man tried but Embry shot him a look to kill.
“What are you doing here man? Seventeen years and now you want to know me? My mom and I do not want you in our lives and we certainly don’t need you.” Embry spat. His mom’s hand tried to grab his bicep but he kept pushing her away.
“I would calm down, don’t want any surprises do we?” The man lowly spoke, gesturing to Tiffany Call.
Embry froze. Did this guy know that Embry turned? He wasn’t dumb, he knew he got the genes from his dad considering his mom was not native to this land. But how did this guy know that Embry for sure turned? Embry looked at his mom’s face and he worried that right now everything between them would be ruined.
“Mom, go in the house.” Embry calmly demanded, pointing to the front door of the house. His mom raised her eyebrows at him, “Please mom.”
She nodded but walked inside. Embry waited until she was out of sight to shove his dad off of the porch and roughly into the yard. Anger was fueling his violence as he thought about how screwed up this moment was. He was supposed to be getting a shower and meeting you for dinner, not dealing with this asshole.
The man grunted, turning on his stomach to stand up, “Just like me when I was a young shifter.. furious.”
Embry snarled in fury, “You knew that I would turn, and you didn’t bother to stick around? Do you know how hard this is to sneak around behind her back? She thinks I just stay out late because I’m a wild teenage boy when in reality an animal explodes out of me.”
“I fell in love with your mother before I met my imprint, Kelly. Your mother said that you and your girlfriend are inseparable so you already know how magnetic imprinting can be. I knocked your mom up but staying away from Kelly was not an option.” The man explained.
“You think that justifies ditching us? I get the imprint bond, but there’s no excuse for what you did. Running off with Kelly was the choice you made. Now stick with it. Leave. Leave and don’t come back.”
“I came to make this right!” His dad yelled, “You are my son whether you like it or not.”
Embry dryly laughed, “By blood, yeah. In every sense of the word, dad, you failed. Leave.”
“Be back in a few days, let you calm down a bit. Tell your mom that I’m sorry.”
Embry rolled his eyes but watched the asshole get in his car and drive away. Embry stormed into the woods and shifted. his clothes tore into shreds. An older version of himself played through his mind over and over again. He despised that he resembled the prick that abandoned him. His paws skid as he saw your house through the clearing of the trees. He luckily found a pair of shorts in the trees that he kept around your woods.
He needed to touch you.
He shimmied them up his hips and ran to your house, banging on your door. The booming echoed off your walls. He was fortunate that your parents were not home. They would not appreciate the loud banging. You had just gotten out of the shower when you heard the noise. You scurried to the door with only a towel wrapped snugly around your body. You moved the blind to see your loving boyfriend.
You opened the door and was about to yell at him for causing a ruckus when you were pulled flush against him. His body shook against yours, his fingers clawing at your moist skin to ground himself. His face shoved into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent. His nose nuzzled further into you, his hands moving to host you up further against him. His hands slipped under your towel and wrapped around the back of your thighs. You were still outside and figured that you needed to get him inside to calm him. You tried to pull away but a threatening growl ripped through his throat as he only pulled you closer, his tears leaking onto your skin.
“Do not growl at me, Embry. I don’t know what’s going on but you are having a sensory overdrive. Lets go inside.” You calmly said as he pressed a loving kiss to your neck.
He latched onto your hand as you took him into your room. Tears leaked out of his eyes as you quickly threw clothes on and joined him on your bed. Your hands wiped away tears that continuously flowed.
“What happened honey?” You whispered.
“My dad showed up.” He blurted out, nuzzling his cheek into your hand.
You made him feel better. Your skin alone was like a healing medicine when it brushed against his. Your jaw dropped at his words. Embry Call’s ghost dad appeared and broke his heart. At the moment you were determined to comfort him, but oh boy did you want to deck his so called dad.
“Tell me everything. Explain what happened.” You sweetly said, moving so that you were laying down with his body on top of yours. His head rested on your chest as he cuddled into your warm body, as if you were the only thing keeping him on earth. Your hands carded through his messy brown locks.
“I got home and he was just sitting there on the porch with mom. He hinted at knowing about the pack and I made her go inside. I shoved him off the porch and he explained that he loved my mom before he met his imprint. Fucking Kelly. He acted like that was a viable reason to leave behind your damn kid. Told him to leave and never come back.”
“Serves him right. Showing up like that was idiotic on his behalf. If he shows his face again, he will have a piece of my mind.” You mumbled
“I can’t believe my mom let him even stay.”
You shifted so that you could see his sad face, “Sometimes you care for people when they don’t deserve it. He met his imprint and moved on, but she didn’t have an automatic soulmate to heal her. She didn’t do it to hurt you.”
“It feels like it.”
“She loves you more than anything and you know that. She had a moment of weakness, Em. She’s human, not a big bad wolf like you.” You teased.
He slightly laughed at your bad joke about his ability to shift from human to giant wolf. He rubbed his hands up and down your arms as his tears slowly began to halt. He felt better knowing that you were there for him. You understood his pain, but never let him act insensibly.
“I’m sorry for growling at you. Don’t know what that was… just felt a primal urge to keep you close as possible.”
You understood what it was. His father just ripped his life out from under his feet. You and his mom were his family and he would protect that with all of his might. You were his constant variable in his life that he could love and cherish forever. His dad showing up threatened his normal way of life, but he would not let you be a part of that. It was like the wolf side of him took over as soon as he saw you standing there in the small towel. It screamed at him to protect you and your feelings so that you would never feel like he did.
You hummed as he moved so that you were beside him. His lips curled into a smile as he looked into your eyes, “Thank you for dealing with my shit.”
You scoffed, “At this point you should know that your shit is my shit too. Forever.”
Summary: Sam and Emily finally get to their wedding day. The outside venue is beautiful and everything is in order except for the fact that Embry and you are fighting.
La Push, ah. What a wonderful- dare say mystical place to be. Waves roared violently against the beach, crashing roughly into the minuscule pieces of sand. Rain pelted among the ground, mixing with ocean, grass, sand, skin, and materials. Clothes stuck to russet toned flesh, sticking like a temporary tattoo for a child.
Panting hard, Embry Call’s hands reached up his hands to pushed back Y/N’s hair away from her neck, peeling the thick mop away to rest on the other side. Her eyes refused to meet his, wavering to look at the waves. She wished she was anywhere on Earth but in front of him. The way he looked at her hurt. His face held the upmost gaze of betrayal, beautiful brown orbs burning you from the inside out.
Behind her ear held the mark that would cause wretching heartache. A dainty black tattoo rested, rooting anger between the two. Tattoos were meant to be meant to have a deep meaning, and her’s did. It was a sail boat. A symbol for the sea. Vast area of the unknown that humans did not get the privledge of ruining. Getting their hands and tainting the beauty it beheld. Embry did not mind her logic behind it, nor did he dislike her love for the sea. But the tattoo. He hated it. Disgust curled in his stomach, gripping his ribs like quicksand and pulling. He wanted to scream.
“You lied.”
His words came off venomously. A snake’s bite. Harsh syllables announciated with distrust. And pain. Mostly pain. You bit your lip to stop it from trembling. Crying would not solve the issue that was present because you betrayed him. Broke his heart a bit when you swore to guard it and protect the beautiful organ.
“I’m sorry, Embry. It was impulsive-”
He cut you off by shriveling back by your words. A cold laugh escaped his lips, “Damn right it was impulsive. Must’ve been if you couldn’t have talked to me about it.”
Fighting over a tattoo seemed dumb. But not in this situation. Embry was not mad that you got a tattoo. It was that the sailboat was your first tattoo. Years ago you promised Embry at the ripe age of 13 that you two would get your first one together. You a small sun and him a small moon. Both on your hips so that it would be a private thing. The ultimate proclamation of love. It was obvious as kids that you two were meant to be, even before you were his imprint. You were raised as best friends. Learned together. Aged together. Grew as individuals together. When the promise was made and 13 you had not yet been lovers, but it was a promise as two beings connected molecularly as best friends.
Even dating you two were still best friends. No one understood you like Embry, and no one ever would. His corny jokes made you laugh so hard that snorts would skip out of your nose. His hugs melted you to the bones. He made you feel complete. Best friends turned lovers, but best friends still for eternity.
“I didn’t tell you to avoid this! I knew a fight would ensue.” You cried out helplessly, feeling incredibly guilty but defensive at the same time.
“Why do it then? Or maybe consider taking to me about it, telling me at the least. You hid this for, well, it has to have been a while. Clearly healed.” He deadpanned, pointing to it like it cut his foot off.
“It’s been three weeks, Em.”
His eyes lit up in realization, “You wouldn’t have sex with me in the daylight. I figured it was just odd timing but no. Just blatantly lying to me to cover this up.”
Tears welled in your eyes at how removed your gentle boyfriend was. You didn’t recognize the person in front of you. Not that you didn’t fully deserve it, but it still stung to see the love of your life so repulsed by your actions. Your female best friend convinced you to get one with her when her long time girlfriend broke her heart. She said she needed it to heal. And you. Against your better judgement, your ass was in a leather chair while a needle plunged relentlessly into your skin. You loved her and wanted to be there for her. Your mind was foggy when it happened due to a few drinks in you too.
Your best friend knew that you and Em talked about getting tattoos together, but she didn’t know it was such a sacred vowel or else she never would have helped you break it. She got an eye that had a ring around it like a planet on her forearm. She was an artist and drew it up herself. It meant a lot to her. You loved her, but now you were paying for the actions.
“Y/bff/n made you get this?”
“What?! No! Of course not. I willingly did it, but a few drinks were in me. Which doesn’t excuse it, but she got one too. Not like marching or anything…”
Embry stared.
You scrambled to get in as much as you could without interruption, “Wholeheartedly my heart is pounding with guilt that I broke our pact to get our first tattoo together. But to be fair you already have yours.”
Embry shook his head in disbelief, “Are you fucking me right now? It wasn’t my choice to get this. It’s membership into the pack, Y/N. My culture.”
You sighed, “I know that Embry, and I’m not trying to disrespect that. I love you and the pack. I love your culture. Undoubtedly it’s your first tattoo though. We can get our second together.”
You tried to grab his hand but he pulled it away, searing a burn mark right into your heart. Rain pelted down even harder. What had been a nice beach date went to hell when Embry went to move your hair back to kiss your neck when he saw it. Usually you could dodge his attempts to get close to there, but you were so blissed out by his intoxicating kisses that your mind wasn’t all there. Ironically the weather went to shit as soon as fighting began.
“Don’t touch me. I don’t want to hurt you.” What you failed to notice earlier was that his hands were shaking. Typically you could caress his bicep or face and he would melt into you. Today the same touches would have the opposite effect. No matter how angry he was, he was terrified to harm you. Any wound inflicted by him would drive him crazy. He loved you. Forever. Even when he was furious he was cautious to keep you safe. This only made you feel worse.
“I think I rather have you physically hurt me than you be angry with me.” You mumbled, sniffling at how bad you just wanted to touch him.
He snarled. His veins bulged as he pointed at you, “Shut up! How dare you wish for something like that?”
“I don’t wish for that. I’m just saying us fighting is unbearable!”
“You just said you rather me hurt you physically! You want scars like Emily? You want me to be in withering pain and agony as you bleed on the floor?!” He bellowed, shaking even worse.
You let out a sob at his words. This all escalated too quickly. His eyes softened momentarily at your cry but his anger got the best of him as he reminded himself why you were crying. He scrambled to throw his clothes off. His body contorted until his grey wolf stood tall in front of you.
It whimpered, but turned and booked it for the woods. Leaving you alone with his clothes, the rain, guilt, heartache, and the beach. You slid down to your knees, clutching his shirt to your chest.
Emily’s wedding was tomorrow. She would look gorgeous in her wedding dress, smile beaming with every step down the aisle towards her wolf. Laughs, happy tears, and hugs would be shared between the wedding and reception. Of course dancing would be a necessity. You were unsure if you were going to be involved in their experience anymore. The pack loved you. You were one of them. But with Embry so upset and not knowing when you two would makeup, maybe it was for the best if you stayed home.
Half an hour later you were still on the beach crying. Jacob ran next to you, scooping you up in his strong arms. You snuggled into his warmth, wishing that it was Embry instead. After everything you still wanted him to be with you. Jacob took you home and helped you dry off before leading you into the shower to encourage you to take a hot shower. If you got sick Embry wouldn’t be happy with his packmate.
He sat in the livingroom as you got dressed in the bathroom. You sheepishly walked out, embarrassed of the state he had found you in. His large frame took up the lounge chair. Two cups of hot tea sat on the coffee table.
“For me?” You asked, gesturing to the cup. He picked one up and handed it to you before taking his own. It felt good going down your throat. Warm and reassuring.
“Embry should not have phased like that. He feels like an ass for losing control like that.” Jake began.
“He had enough control to strip first. I wasn’t in danger.” You assured.
Jake nodded, “I saw the whole fight go down. I was on patrol.”
You laughed sadly. Poor Jacob had to relive Embry’s anger and pain through the shared pack bond. He seemed to not be effected by it. You wondered how Embry was doing now. Texting him seemed like a bad idea. Especially with how things were left.
“It was an ugly fight. Worst one to date. His eyes held repulsion, Jake. Like he could barely look at me. This tattoo is giving me hell.”
Jake sighed, motioning for you to come sit next to him. You squeezed into the chair with him, resting on his lap. Jake was like your brother that would help you through anything. His warm hand rubbed your back lightly to assure you that he was there. He would always be there.
“Life is weird and there’s a lot that I don’t know. What I do know is that if anyone is meant to be together, it’s you two. Bonded and meant to be before he even shifted. Imprints are strong but you two are even more. This fight is a pebble that will chip away, I promise.”
“Thanks but I don’t know. He looked crushed. Phasing like that.. showing up to the wedding tomorrow might not be good. I’m not going.”
Jake recoiled, “What? Of course you have to attend! Emily wants you there. Screw Embry. Tomorrow is about Sam and Emily and they certainly need you there. You’re family.”
“Don’t say screw him.” You mumbled. Feeling defensive was part of the bond, “I will think about it.”
Jake ignored you scolding him because he understood the loyalty you felt for Embry. He felt the same exact way towards Reneesme. Rough times caused fighting like any other couple, but the bond required unconditional love and affection. Some portrayed it as toxic, but you didn’t. Relationships typically didn’t happen like this but you couldn’t stay mad at Embry while growing up. It was an impossible defeat.
“You’re a bridesmaid, not going would be terrible. Embry wants you there whether he admits it right now or not. I’ll come pick you up, make sure you go.”
You sighed, nodding. Lack of your presence would only cause a bigger rift between you two. On top of that, Emily would be crushed and that would make Sam frustrated towards you too. And that would lead to arguing between Sam and Embry because another wolf cannot be rude to an imprint. You helped plan this wedding and you deserved to be there. Jake was giving you big puppy dog eyes. Begging like Embry did. Begging that you could not deny.
“Fine.”
Jake stood up, “I will see your pretty face tomorrow.”
***
Hours later you laid in bed. Ceiling fan high blast cooling the room. Goosebumps danced across your skin, chilling you more than it should. Embry’s warm embrace should’ve sheltered you from the breeze, making the ceiling fan actually necessary compared to his radiating heat. He wasn’t with you tonight. You were alone. Restless. Where did he go if he didn’t come home to you? Was he on Jared’s couch? Sharing Quil’s bed like he did when they were kids? Back home with his mom?
Phone screen said 2:41. Four hours after you laid down. Sleep was battling you, heart beating too fast with each memory of the argument. His hurt tone rang through your ears. Past text messages assured you that things would get better between you two. His corny jokes and memes made joy fill you.
This fight was dumb.
Your thumbs typed out all the words you wanted to say and you were about to send it you saw three dots meaning that he was typing too. He was reaching out too! The three dots dissapeared with a lack of text. Mood officially dampened. Who knew texting could be an emotional roller coaster.
Hours later your ass was seated in an uncomfortable chair while your hair was being done. Makeup had been applied an hour ago and you already wanted it off. Your upset hands liked to rest on your face and makeup didn’t allow that. Emily and the other girls were chirpy. Gorgeous teeth on show from beaming. You did your best to match their mood. Key word, tried.
“Okay, you’re hair is done. Go get in your dress!” Emily cooed, hands on either side of your shoulder. You offered a smile.
Putting on the dress took help from Leah. She was in a sour mood. Her first love getting married to her cousin and all. It was reasonable and truly expected. She may be a shape shifter, but human she still was. Her warm hands zipped up the back of the dress. Leah sensed your bad vibe like second nature.
“Go find Embry, makeout for a minute and get over with whatever the hell this is. It’s ridiculous. You two are disgustingly in love. Fix it because it’s dragging us all down.” Her words were honest. Leah was always honest. Basically in her DNA.
You snorted, “We are not making out here. Im sorry that this is impacting you guys too, but this is not getting dealt with today. Emily and Sam are getting married.”
“Won’t be perfect if our favorite couple is on the outs.”
“Favorite couple?” You questioned.
She nodded as if her sentence was as obvious as stating that the vast sky was blue. You rolled your eyes and moved the bottom of the dress so that it was in place. The light pink silk dress suited you. It suited all of the bridesmaids. Nice dress. Emily had great taste. Speaking of the devil, Emily walked around the corner. Her brown eyes widened at the sight of you and Leah. As if it wasnt her wedding day. As if she wasn’t the most stunning looking woman for the day.
“Gorgeous! Oh my goodness, you both look amazing. Thank you for sharing this day with me,” her eyes shifted to her Leah, “Especially you, Leah. I know I don’t deserve your support considering what happened on your wedding day, but it means the world to me that you are here.”
“Yep.” Leah gave a tight smile. Emily’s face fell at the lack of words from her cousin. You sighed and nudged Leah. She rolled her eyes but tried, “This isn’t easy but I’m doing it. For you.”
Emily closed the distance between them and pulled her cousin in for a hug. Tension resides and still would for a while, but the bond was slowly mending. Cousin like sisters trying to reconnect. It was hard when Leah was the one who lost everything and Emily gained what she had. Leah still did have one thing. Seth. And you. Seth was her brother and best friend. He always had her back. But you did too. Days after Embry introduced you to the pack you befriended her.
You felt intrusive of the moment so you walked out into the hall. A few doors down led to the outside. Some fresh air would be lovely. Sunshine fluttered through the glass door when you arrived. Glancing outside you halted.
Embry.
Black material covered his toned body, rose sitting perfectly on his left peck. His brown floppy hair was styled perfectly. Your fingers longed to run through the thick locks. You should’ve been the one to help him do his hair rather than peaking at him behind a door like a child that is supposed to be in time out. He was standing with Jake and Quil. His two friends were laughing as Embry leaned against the wall. Not laughing. Although his face didn’t look miserable like yours did.
Jake’s eye caught yours and you froze, terrified of what would happen next. Talking to Embry in front of them would most likely cause more issues. You knew Jake would side with you and Quil would side with Embry. Quil was forever Embry’s best friend. Jake could see past that.
“There’s Y/N.” Jake spoke. Embry leaned off the wall and looked around for you. And there you were. Looking gorgeous as ever on the other side of the door. His face faltered into vulnerability as he realized how sad you looked. He did that. He made you sad. Before he could do anything you walked away. He grunted in annoyance, hitting the brick wall behind him.
“Fuck!”
Line up for walking down the isle was what you dreaded because obviously Embry was your match. Room silent as you grudgingly came to stand beside him. His eyes scanned over your beautiful face in sorrow. You busied yourself by picking at your nails. A tick that you did when you avoided confrontation.
Walking down the isle, an arm intertwined in his was mandatory. You did it. Sparks flew up your arm at touching him after so long. His warm skin blazed against yours pleasantly. During the wedding Embry kept stealing glances at you. You noticed and held his gaze when you could.
Sam and Emily’s vowels were beautiful. Raw and true words about their unconditional love. Hell Emily has scars on her face from his anger and they got past that. Certainly you could get over Embry shifting yesterday. He did look incredibly handsome across from you.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife.”
The crowd cheered as Sam and Emily kissed. He dipped her back like a princess and the cheers only got louder. Kim nudged your shoulder and you two shared a smile when they road off to the reception hall in their decorated car.
You contemplated how you would get to the reception yourself. You arrived with Jake but your body was buzzing with anticipation to touch your boyfriend. Fighting seemed pointless. Today was about love. And you loved eachother. This tattoo was permanent but so were you guys.
Embry was leaning against his truck when your knuckles tapped on the door. He jumped at the surprise but he calmed down when he saw it was you. Looking beautiful as ever. Your hair blew in the wind, giving him a nervous smile.
“You look gorgeous, baby.” He lowly said, gesturing to you.
You blushed, “Thanks. Not so shabby yourself, mister.”
“I love you.” He blurted, “I love you so much. I’m sorry for yesterday. I’m sorry for yelling at you. I’m especially fucking sorry for phasing.”
Your eyes watered as you walked straight into his blazing embrace. He scrambled to pull you as close as possible. Your hands clutched the fabric of his tux as his hands gently rubbed up and down your back. Your mind was flooding with euphoria at how close he was to you. Intoxicating. You hadn’t been this far away from Embry for so long since you were fifteen.
“I’m sorry for my tattoo. It was shitty of me not to talk to you about it.”
“I was just hurt that you got one without me. I wanted your first tattoo to be shared with me. It was selfish. You may be my imprint, but it’s still your body.” He confessed.
You pulled away so that you could look up at him, “Yes. My body is mine. But my soul is undoubtedly mixed with yours, belongs to you. Getting a tattoo doesn’t make that any less.”
An infectious smile broke out on his face. His hands cupped your face as he brought you closer, noses rubbing affectionately. His hand moved to your chain to raise it up, lips slotting quickly against yours. His tongue slipped into your mouth, eliciting a moan. You pulled back when you heard someone behind you two.
Jake stood there with a shit eating grin, “Was gonna ask if you needed a ride but you two clearly made up.”
“Shut up dude.” Embry groaned, pressing a few kisses to your cheek, “I missed her.”
“Yeah, as if the whole pack didn’t know that. See you guys at the reception.” Jake retorted.
“See ya Jake!” You called out.
“Think we can manage a quickie before the reception?” Embry asked, hands dangerously roaming your body as he lifted you into the truck. You laughed as you were put on your back in the backseat. Your head lifted to see that no other cars were in the parking lot. You hummed as he shut the door and climbed on top of you. His hands pushed the dress off from your shoulders, head dipping down to appreciate what was his.
“This is a church parking lot.” You teased as his tongue ran along your collar bone, hot saliva trailing behind. You grabbed his head and pulled it back up so that he could look at you.
“Yeah and? Everything about you is holy.”
You snorted, pulling him down for another kiss. His warm hands slipped under your dress and grabbed your thighs, soft flesh melting against his. He pulled your hips up closer to him, grinding into you. You moaned at how his body moved against yours, two bodys and basically one soul. His lips moved to press hot kisses to your neck until they sucked on your tattoo.
“I think I actually like this spotch of ink.” He murmured, running his tongue over it as he bunched up your dress to rest around your torso.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s hot.”
Twenty minutes later you two walked into the reception hall hand in hand. Embry was especially lovey after the ten minutes spent in his truck. You both made sure that no evidence of your quickie was present. Emily and Sam were sharing their first dance in the middle of the dance floor. You led him to your table where Jake, Quil, Jared, Kim, Paul, and Rachel sat. Seth and Leah sat with Sue and Charlie a table over.
“Hot make up sex?” Paul teased as Embry pulled your chair out for you.
You shook your head at his blunt question. It wasn’t like your sex life was a secret. Embry could not keep those thoughts to himself when he was shifted. Actually none of the boys could. It was how it went. Over time you got used to it. It wasn’t Embry’s fault.
“The best.” Embry said intertwining your hands, “But not that that’s any of your concern.”
Paul raised his hands in surrender. The hothead knew better than to overstep and disrespect a fellow wolf and imprint. That would lead to a fight and Sam would murder them.
“Don’t listen to Paul. We’re glad that you two fixed things.” Kim sweetly said. Her eyes were always so wide and kind.
“Yeah, bunch'a miserable kids in love. Embry was mopey all morning.” Jared added.
Embry rolled his eyes, thumb rubbing affectionately across the top of your soft hand, “Beg to differ..”
“Oh wanna bet, Call?! You leaned against walls and didn’t talk. Like uh,” Paul snapped his fingers as he tried to think of the word, “like a mute.”
“Love you man, but he’s right.” Quil spoke. Embry snapped his head to glare at his best friend. In return Quil sheepishly shrugged and sipped his water.
Embry then shifted towards you again, “Do you think any other wolf packs are around that I can join?”
You laughed at his deadpanned tone and lightly slapped his bicep, “You love them and you know it, bub.”
“Yeah,bub.” Rachel teased, a beautiful smile gracing her lips. Paul smirked with a profound proud feeling bubbling in his chest as he listened to his imprint.
Sam and Emily’s dance ended and the dance floor was opened up. Embry took this chance to escape the ragging from his friends to share a slow dance with you instead. His hands rested on the curve of your back while yours intertwined around his neck. His face bend down to be close to yours.
“So I was thinking about our tattoos…” Embry started.
You cocked a curious eyebrow, “Oh? And what conclusion did you arrive at?”
“Let’s get them tomorrow. Quil knows a guy who does some wicked cool ones and I just know he will make them exactly how we want. And why wait? Why did we not do it a year a or two ago?” He rambled, twirling you around and bringing you back into his arms.
“No clue why we waited. But.. I am so down for tomorrow. Sooner the better.”
He hummed happily, “Great. Tomorrow it is.”
Harry Style’s Adore You came on and you grinned, “You may be an ass at times Embry Call, but I adoreyou.”
“Thank you baby, but hey.” You looked into his loving brown eyes and waited for him to go on, “I’d walk through fire for you.”
Song lyrics or not, Embry Call would legit do anything for you, “Just let me adore you.” You responded.
He leant down to peck your lips, “That’s the only thing I’d ever do.”
The way that I cope with no twilight fanfic is that I make Pinterest boards and a matching playlist for any character and scenario I have planned out in my head…
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This is super random, but for this series, I got inspired by a song and the beginning is actually inspired by a story of mine; how I met the first guy I’ve ever reaaaallllyyyy had a true, big crush on. Anyway, I hope you guys like it and I’m sorry it’s so short!
You took in a deep breath and sat down on the couch in front of Billy. You were so nervous, you started playing with your fingers and couldn’t stop looking at the floor.
“There’s no need for you to be nervous about this.”, Billy told you as he got a little bit closer to you.
You just slowly nodded. You felt like something was caught in your throat. You had a hard time swallowing your saliva or trying to talk.
“So tell me, why did you really come here?” Billy asked as he put both of his hands on his thighs.
“Well, I guess you already kind of know…”, you paused, “Look, I have imagined so many ways of how this would happen and what I would say, but- it’s nothing like what I originally thought .” you paused again. Billy was silent, just listening to you.
“The thing is, I think you might be my dad.”
Silence.
“The reason I think you might be my dad, is because my mom told me she met my dad in Forks, at a bar. She also said that he lived in the Quileute reservation and that his last name is Black.”
“Many people have Black as their last name’.’
As these words left his mouth, you felt a little pinch on your heart.
’‘Yeah, but you’re the only one in the reservation with this last name. I did my research.”
Billy slowly nodded and silence took over the place. For some reason, you wanted to cry.
'What if he wants me to leave and never come here again? Does he hate me? Will Jacob ever know that I’m his sister? What about the twins?’ you thought to yourself. You were happy that you got the chance to find your dad this fast, but you were starting to feel like this was probably a bad idea.
You sighed and stood up before heading towards the door.
“I looked for her.”
You stopped, waiting for Billy to continue.
“I still remember the way she was dressed, how her hair went down to the middle of her back. Sometimes, it’s like I can still smell her perfume.”, he paused, which made you turn around and walk back towards him. “I went back to that bar many times, hoping that’ll find her again.”
You waited before asking: “Did you love her?”
He sighed.
“Love is a strong word, but no I didn’t.”, he rolled his wheelchair towards his daughter. “See, it’s not because you get along with a person, or because you enjoy that person’s company and feel at peace, that that person is the love of your life. It also doesn’t mean that you’re in love with that person. Your mother and I were young, wanting to have a taste of what adult life was. I wasn’t going through a good time in my life back then…”, he looked at you in silence for a few seconds.
'Why the heck would he say that?’, you asked yourself. You thought about it harder, then you realized why he said that. He cheated on Jacob’s mom with mine.
“But it took me some time to realize that it was just platonic. I didn’t know Amelia was pregnant. If I would’ve known, I would have taken care of you. You’re my kid just as much as Jacob, Rachel and Rebecca are my kids.”, he said as he gave you a warm smile.
A few tears ran down your cheeks as you smiled at your dad, which he returned. He then approached you to hug you. The moment was cut short when Jacob came back in. He looked confused as he saw you hugging.
“Hey… Um, we are waiting for Y/N.”
“Don’t worry, your sister was just leaving.”
Jacob frowned in confusion.
“Sister? What are you talking about?”
“I’ll explain everything on our way to the beach.”
—–
At the beach, you greeted the guys and some new faces. You met Emily, Sam, Seth and Kim. They were actually nice, especially Seth, but your focus was on Embry. He was still acting like nothing happened and it made your blood boil. Thanks to a huge rush of adrenaline, you stood up and walked over to Embry who was throwing and catching a football ball with Seth.
“Ok, what’s wrong with you?”, you said as you tapped on his shoulder after he threw Seth the ball. His beautiful brown eyes settled on yours before he looked away at Seth again.
“I’m good, why?”
You scoffed at his answer.
“Because you’ve been ignoring me ever since what happened yesterday night-”, Embry interrupted you by taking your arm and walking away with you.
“Shhh!”, he looked over at the guys, then back at you “The guys could hear you.”
You frowned at him.
“No they can’t. They are far away.”
'Dumbass’, you cursed him in your head. Little did you know that you were the dumbass and they could, in fact, hear you.
You walked with him in silence far away from the others.
“Ok tell me. What’s going on?”, you crossed your arms around your chest, waiting for him to explain himself, but something was distracting you a little bit; small butterflies. Something you shouldn’t feel. Not now, not here. You were leaving in two days. On monday, everything was going to be different. You were going to leave. You kept telling yourself that the only reason why you should keep in touch with this res was because of your dad, your brother and the sisters you have but never met, but deep down, you knew that Embry was another reason.
“You didn’t catch feelings right?”
You raised your left eyebrow in confusion.
“Excuse me?”
“You do know that it was just a one night stand, right?”, he asked
You didn’t know what to say. After you had sex, you talked about so many stuff. You talked about stupid stuff, made jokes, then had a serious conversation. One where he mentioned his dad and how he thought him and Sam might have the same father, then went back to making jokes. You got the chance to get to know him a lot. You knew he liked art and he could play the guitar and the piano, he admitted to you that Mean Girls was one of his favorite movies when you mentioned it. He said it was a secret between you two. He also told you that him and the guys love to watch it every time they can, but you couldn’t tell anyone because then, the guys would kill him after he kills you.
All that got you confused because why would he tell you all of that and make you see a side of him that definitely made you want something more with him? It was hard for you to let it sink in. You thought he had at least, a small crush on you or that he liked you after the night you had.
‘Great way of making him think you’re not easy, dumbass!’, you told yourself while kissing him. Either way, you didn’t regret it.
You slowly pulled away from him. Your cheeks felt like they were burning and your stomach too. You felt something you never felt before. Not even your ex-boyfriend made you feel that way. Being thirsty for him were the right words to use.
Embry’s hands were still on your waist, while his eyes were looking at your lips. You slowly put your hand on his cheek, making him look at you. You stared at each other for a few seconds before smashing your lips together. The kiss got intense in just a few seconds. You took your hand off his cheek to put both of your hands underneath his shirt. Your hands were going up to his chest. His abs were hard; he was also so warm and you loved it.
Embry suppressed a moan before pulling away, he took your hand and started walking in a different direction from school.
“Wait, where are you taking me?”, you asked him.
“My house.”, he replied. You could tell by the way he looked at you that you had turned him on.
“No! I got a curfew and I do not want to get locked out!”
Embry sighed, then a few seconds later, smiled. It seemed like an idea came up to him.
“I got you. We’re going to school, but you just have to promise me one thing.”
“What?”, you asked as you got closer to him.
“Don’t scream.”
You smirked as you ran to school with him. Once you got inside the school, Embry took you to a classroom near a small hallway. You didn’t know how he knew it was open, but you didn’t question him. All you wanted was him.
You got into the classroom before him, then he closed the door without turning the lights on. It was an art class. You could tell because of a few costumes that were on a box. There was a small purple couch between the board and the teacher’s desk. There were also a few tables and a tall white lamp. Embry grabbed you by the waist and turned you around to face him. His lips quickly went on your neck and you immediately grabbed his hair. His left hand went down to the edge of your pants before he slid them underneath your panties. You let out a moan as he started to make small circles on your clitoris. You bite down on your lips before you pushed him away and took off your shirt. He smiled before taking off his top, revealing his perfectly sculptured chest and abs.
You turned around, and slowly took off you pants. As you were about to turn around, you felt Embry’s chest against your back; you didn’t know how fast he did it, but his boxers were already off him. His lips were on your shoulder, while his hands were slowly pulling down your panties.
After that, everything happened so quick. You woke up the next day, laying down on the small couch. You had your clothes on. You sighed when you noticed that Embry wasn’t next to you, but flashbacks of last night made you feel alive and happy. You smiled to yourself as your right hand touched your neck.
You got up, put your hair in a bun and walked out of the class. You quietly made your way to your “room”. Y/B/N wasn’t there. You shrugged before taking a few things to go shower. As you got out of the classroom, your best friend scared you to death by showing up out of nowhere.
“Damn Y/B/N! You scared me!”, you whispered to her.
“Well, I’m glad I did! Where the heck were you last night? I was worried and I had to cover for you! Coach would’ve killed me if he would’ve found out that you weren’t with m-”
“I slept with Embry”, you interrupted her.
Your best friend let out a huge gasp.
“Y/N, you sl-”, she half yelled.
“Shut up! I’ll tell you the details later. I need to shower.”
Your best friend chuckled.
“You dirty little shit.”, she said making you both laugh.
—-
It was ten in the morning, you were next to your best friend and the same man that was volunteering with you yesterday night, waiting for the first game of the day to start. A few teenagers were sitting on the bleachers to watch the game. Today, you got the chance to see your school team play. You took the sheet to see who was playing against your school team. You held in your breath when you saw familiar names written down.
'Jacob Black, Embry Call, Paul Lahote… Embry.’, you read. Now you were panicking a little bit. Not because you regretted what happened last night- that you did not regret! You just felt awkward because why did he leave without telling you anything? He could’ve said something to you! After you had sex with him, both of you put on your clothes, then sat down on the couch and started talking about random stuff. It was going so well! Nothing was forced and you had a great time together- well, it’s what you thought. You didn’t even know when or how you fell asleep, but he could’ve left a note or something.
'Whatever, we are not dating so technically, he doesn’t owe me any explanation’, you said to yourself.
Right after that, the boys you met yesterday came in and the teenagers on the bleachers started cheering. You made eye contact with Embry. You didn’t know if you had to wave, smile or not or just do nothing. You decided to give him a small smile. You expected him to smile you back, but he just looked away.
Ouch. You felt a small pinch on your heart. You were so confused, but decided to brush it off. You told yourself that you were going to wait after the game to go talk to him.
The game ended at 1-5. You felt bad for your team, but at least they were second on the ranking!
Y/B/N was about to ask you something, but you quickly walked over to Embry who was talking with Jacob. As soon as Embry saw you approaching, he walked away.
'What the fuck is wrong with him?’, you asked yourself even more confused than before.
Jacob noticed your confusion and smiled at you to try to make you feel a little bit better.
“Sorry for his behavior, it’s been a rough morning for him, that’s all. Don’t take it personal.”, he said.
'Yeah, or it’s because he regrets what happened last night!’, you told yourself.
“Anyway, it must be boring staying in these walls all day and during the night, so if you want to, you and Y/B/N can come to the beach at 5. The guys and I will be there.”
“Sure, we’ll be there, but I don’t know how to get to the beach.”
“Cool, I’ll come here before meeting with the guys. My friend Bella will also be there.”
Then an idea came up.
“Or, I could go over to your house? I mean, I want to walk and explore a little bit.”, in reality you just wanted to see if Billy was there. That was the main reason why you agreed to come here… also it would help you get your mind off things with Embry.
“You’re not scared to get lost or anything?”, he asked as he raised his left eyebrow.
“Not really. I mean, yes, but I won’t. I’m pretty good when it comes to orientation.”, you lied.
Jacob stayed silent for a few seconds before sighing. He gave you his address before walking away.
—-
It was almost 5 and you got lost with Y/B/N more than three times.
“Ugh Y/N if we get lost again, I promise you I’ll knock you out before-”, she started saying while getting angry.
“Found it! It’s here!”, you interrupted her as you admired the little house.
This was where your dad and brother lived.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” your best friend asked you as she remembered the conversation you had with her before coming to Jacob’s.
“Yes I am. It’s not the best idea, but at least I can get closer to him that way.”
“Alright then, let’s go knock.”, Y/B/N said.
Both of you walked over to the house and you had the honor of knock on the door. You got greeted by Jacob’s beautifully white smile.
“Hey girls, come in. My friend Bella is on her way. We’ll just wait for her to get here.”, he said as he let you in.
“Jacob, where’s your dad?” you abruptly asked him.
'Great! I could’ve triedto be more casual!’, you told yourself.
“He was out during the whole day, but he should be home by now. It’s weird he is still not here.”
'Damn it! Why did he have to be out for this long today?!?’, you mentally cussed.
“Why don’t you call him? Yeah, you should call him and ask where he is and when he is coming home”, you said as you gave Jacob your cell phone to call Billy.
Jacob frowned as he eyed you up and down.
“Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need to parent my dad and anyway, I have a phone too…”
'I know that and I don’t care. I just want his phone number!…Woaw that sounded creepy’, you told yourself.
You were about to say something when you heard a man’s voice.
“Jake, I’m home.” Billy said before you heard the door close.
Your heart started to beat faster. What were you going to do or say?
“By the way, Bella’s outside waiting for you.”,Billy said again before entering the living room and seeing the three of you.
“Thanks dad, we’re leaving.” He gave Billy a pat on the shoulder and walked towards the door.
Y/B/N looked at you, giving you a reassuring smile.
“I’ll cover for you if Jacob asks anything. You got this, I believe in you.” she whispered to you before running towards the door to follow Jacob.
You and Billy just looked at each other. You opened your mouth to say something, but he beat you to it.
“I guess you’re here to talk.”
You nodded.
“Sit down then. I think it’s going to be a long talk.”
*I’m so sorry I took forever guys Hope you like it*
Billy composed himself on his wheelchair, while Charlie was standing next to him with a hand in his pocket. All eyes were now on you.
“You’re a ‘Black’ too?” Billy asked you frowning. You were about to answer him when he asked you another question. “You’re not from here, right?”
You shook your head no.
“No, I’m not. I live in a reservation that’s like an hour away from here.”
“Who’s your dad, kid?”, Billy asked again. Jacob sat back down, his eyes still on you.
'You.’,you said to yourself.
“I-I don’t know him. I mean, he wasn’t around. My mom met him in a bar in Forks, for her 21st birthday-” Charlie cut you off and it startled you.
“Alright!”, he clasped his hands together before adding: “We are not going to get into a personal conversation in a public place.” he said as he put his two hands on Billy’s wheelchair handles. “You guys have a nice night. We are heading out.”
Jacob frowned at Charlie’s strange behavior and also because he had noticed that his dad got super quiet after Y/N told him how her parents met.
“But you didn’t even order anything.”, Jacob said to the two older men.
“Yeah, we don’t want that anymore. Right Billy?”, Charlie said as he looked at his friend.
“Right. Jake, I’ll see you home.”, Billy said before looking straight at you. “Have a nice evening and be careful.”, then Charlie pushed the wheelchair to the exit.
You stared at your hands for what felt like an hour. You had completely zoned out and you felt like you had thorns in your throat- something that you always felt whenever you were upset in a room full of people or when you were arguing while crying. You were lost in your thoughts. You couldn’t even hear the conversation that was going on around you, but one touch was enough to make you come back from your thoughts- Embry’s.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked you. He seemed concerned about you and seemed genuine.
You couldn’t make out any words and you had a hard time breathing. You stared at his beautiful structured face without letting out a word. Your best friend, who noticed how quiet you had gotten, stood up from her seat. She knew you weren’t well.
“Um, Y/N, can you please come with me to the bathroom.”, she quickly said to you.
You simply nodded and followed her to the bathroom. You both stared at each other for a few seconds before Y/B/N saw that you were about to cry. She pulled you against her and wrapped her arms around you.
“It’s okay, let it out, let it all out.”, she said as she stroked your hair. Once you were done crying, you told her everything that was going on- your dad situation.
“Wait, so Billy might be your dad and Jacob might be your brother!?”, she asked, her eyes wide.
“Yes, but don’t say this too loud. I don’t know how I’m going to tell Billy.”, you paused before adding, “By the way, I don’t even know if I’m really going to tell him. For the past three years, all I’ve wanted was to see him and now that I have, I don’t even know what to do. All the scenarios I’ve made in my head of how I was going to see him for the first time and what I was going to say and how I was going to say it, it’s like it doesn’t even matter anymore. What if he doesn’t even care that I’m his daughter? What if he doesn’t believe me? What am I going to do? It will be so humiliating, Y/B/N, I will be so ashamed.”, you told her, letting all your emotions out at the most inappropriate place ever.
“Look, I really wish I had answers to your worries, but I don’t. All I can say, is to do whatever your heart and your instincts tell you to do. I can also advise you to do something that you won’t regret doing when you think about it months later.”, she paused before rubbing your shoulders, “I know I can get really annoying sometimes and very boy crazy, like you have witnessed tonight…”, she paused for a few seconds and chuckled.“and every time we go out, but just know that no matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you and you can tell me anything you want, whenever you want.”
You smiled at her feeling grateful before heading out.
After you all ate, you all walked outside to Jacob’s car.
“Hey, I’m actually going to walk.”, you said to them, earning a fake laugh from your best friend.
“Heck no you’re not-”
“Don’t worry, I’ll walk with her and make sure she gets back to school safe.”, Embry said to your best friend after he interrupted her.
Your best friend didn’t want to leave you alone, but you gave her an approving look.
After they left, you walked along side Embry in complete silence. After a while, he abruptly stopped you as he faced you. You looked up to meet his brown eyes.
“What?” You asked him.
“You don’t feel it?”, he asked.
You were confused. 'What the fuck is he talking about?’ You asked yourself.
“The connection we have.”, he simply said.
You snorted, then just stared at him for a few seconds when you realized he was being serious.
“What is it that you smoke? Crack? You smoke crack? I don’t know you, so there’s no connection between us. Now if you’ll excuse me.” You said as you waved your right hand to the right so he could move, but he didn’t. He just stood there, his jaw clenched and his eyes still on you. You couldn’t lie, it was hot and you did feel a connection. You just didn’t want him to think you were easy.
With a fast and smooth movement, he wrapped his right arm around your waist and pulled you over him. You were excited. He leaned in, his lips only inches apart from yours. You were now craving him. Your throat felt super dry at the moment.
“You’re going to tell me you still don’t feel it?”, he asked as his breath hit your lips.
“No, I don’t. ”
Embry chuckled and mumbled 'alright’ before he kissed you. You were surprised, but you still kissed back. This could be the first and last time you’d kiss him and you were going to make the most out of it.
So I feel like little me is back and I’m starting to ‘’obsess’’ over Jacob Black all over again. I hope y’all like this. *I was in the mood for something a bit sad?? oh and I don’t see Jacob in a bad way ok? Please don’t think I do (he’s actually my very first twilight character love-been team Jacob forever). I hope you guys like it*
Why do I keep doing this? Damn Talking to myself like “Now, what’s the play?” Kiki this is bullshit, damn You know you ain’t new to this Make the same mistakes
You were lying down on your bed, looking at the ceiling. The silence in your house was pretty comfortable considering that you were home alone. You were just thinking about something that seemed to come back in your mind every single day for the past two weeks. To make things clear, you had a ‘’thing’’ with Jacob. You weren’t in a relationship because he claimed he had ‘’feelings’’ for Bella, but he also seemed to be interested in you. But, you weren’t friends with benefits because the ‘’thing’’ you both had going on, was more than just friends. You both didn’t act like friends with each other and you weren’t the only ones who had noticed that there was definitely something between you two- Quil and Embry have noticed. The fact that you didn’t know exactly what was going on between you two is what got you messed up and you hated that. Especially because you knew about his little ‘’feelings’’ for Bella. Anyway, even if all of that kept bothering you, you always found yourself going back to him, just like he would always come back to you.
All we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every little thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that
Whenever he would come over your house or you would go over to his, you would tell yourself; ‘’Y/N, don’t let him get to you again. You can’t let your feelings for him get in the fucking way. He’s way too confused and doesn’t know what he wants. You can’t wait for him forever’’. But as soon as his warm and soft hands would touch you, you couldn’t resist him. After only three minutes into his house, your clothes and his would be all over the floor, along with his bed sheets.His lips would be working against yours in perfect synchronization. You loved the way the tip of his fingers gave you chills, you loved that rush of excitement you got on your stomach whenever his skin was against yours. There was no better music to your ears, then hearing him moan and growl because of how much pleasure he got from you. You loved straddling him while riding his dick and having his hands around your waist. There was no better feeling than hearing him scream your name at the top of his lungs. You had control over him- power over him during these moments and you enjoyed it. Whenever you didn’t see him for a week or just a few days and you both needed each other, you could spend almost a whole day having sex. Rounds after rounds and even if you were tired, you didn’t care. It was the only way to be as intimate with Jacob as you could.
But right after you were done and you would lay down next to him, realization would hit you; Bella might be in his mind right now.
Or, there were a few times where he had to leave right after to go see her. These thoughts always shattered you and because of them you kept telling yourself that you couldn’t let your feelings for him get in the way of this toxic ‘’thing’’ you had going on.
I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Every time that we exchange in conversation I won’t listen to a thing that you’ve got to say Always telling me you want me, that you need me
One day, you had enough. You confronted him about it. You wanted to know what his true intentions were. You wanted to know if he was willing to try and let go of his stupid feelings for Bella and give you a chance. But he told you what he always said: ‘’Y/N, you know this is not easy for me. I’m not trying to hurt you or anything. You knew that I had feelings for Bella before we started this.’’, he would say.
He wasn’t wrong. In a way, you were toxic too. You kept trying over and over again without letting it go, but he was still confused and whatever it is that you were trying to do to win him over, wasn’t enough.
‘‘You know we do have something special, but I can’t deny my feelings for her.’‘, he would say right after. And what would your dumb ass reply?
‘‘Yeah, I know. Anyway, I gotta go.’‘, then you would leave.
Saying you ain’t running games, you ain’t tryna play Anyway I’m on a different wave I got people to see, you know I got places to go I ain’t even really tripping I’m just letting you know We gotta stop running in circles, start letting it go, yo
But then, a few days later, you would get mad, go to his house and tell him that enough is enough, that you can’t spend the rest of your life waiting for his answer. Then, you would both start arguing and you would hear things like: ‘’I get why you’re jealous, it’s understandable, but you have to stop blaming me for the whole situation. I do admit that I’m not handling all that situation like I should, but I am definitely not the only one to blame here! Let me remind you that youwanted this in the first place. I did agree, because I wanted it too, I reallydid, but it was your idea.’’ and you would reply with: ‘’Well can you blame me for wanting to have your attention? I know I’m not doing this the right way too, but what else can I do when all you seem to care about is her? I know I am super selfish right now and I shouldn’t be, but I can’t help it.’’
A silence would fill the room for a few minutes, until you would both start undressing each otheragain,making the same mistakeagain, for what felt like the hundredth time.
All we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every single thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that
And as soon as you’re done, you would regret it. Not because you didn’t enjoy it- you certainly did! You just wanted more than this and you couldn’t have it. In a way, it made you feel miserable- going after someone who didn’t even know if he wanted to be with you- someone who wasn’t even a 110% sure of his feelings for you.
I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way I can’t let this love get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way Get in way, get in the way
There were days where you had plans with your friends and you would ditch them just to see him. Why? Simply because you wanted to see him, you missed being close to him and sometimes, you could spend almost a week without seeing him.
Whenever you would tell your friends that you were going to see Jacob, they would always give you disapproving looks. Not because they didn’t like Jake- he was a good guy, but because they knew in what situation you were in. They would tell you: ‘’Y/N, this is not healthy for you or him.This is way too toxic and you both need to let it go.’’
Deep down, you knew they were right, but you didn’t care. You loved the attention he gave you. You always dismissed their opinions and drove as fast as you could to go see him and have sex.
Nah, now we doin’ this again like I knew we would Got me fucking up my plans, knowing that I shouldn’t Take a minute, take a second just to think it through And I know I could do better
You knew this was messing you up badly, but it was like you were addicted to him. Like he was your drug. You couldn’t get enough of his kisses, his touch and hearing his voice. Sometimes, while you were in the middle of having sex, thoughts like ‘’You have to stop this’’, came through, but you quickly pushed it away. You didn’t want to deal with that, because you ‘had’ Jacob.
But trust me it’s not my fault, I can’t leave it alone Trying my hardest but it ain’t easy at all Everyday we say exchange in conversation Then I know that this is it, we won’t ever change
One time, right after ditching your friends for him, you were sitting on his bed, watching a movie and eating junk food. You had completely zoned out as you started to think. It was like your subconscious was talking to you.Telling you to let it go because even if you tried hard enough, nothing between you two would change. As hard as it was for you, you had to let it go.
And out of the blue, you said his name, making him look at you and you said:
‘’ ‘Cause all we do is fuck then regret it Fuck and forget it I won’t let it get like that Every single thing that you say I put to rest, I ain’t going to get like that I can’t let this love get in way, Nah’’
You both stayed in silence, looking straight into each other’s eyes.
‘‘I guess this is it, then?’‘, Jacob asked in almost a whisper. You nodded while looking down at your feet.
‘‘Yeah, it’s too toxic. We can’t keep doing this to ourselves.’‘, you said back to him.
You stood up and before you left, Jacob engulfed you in a big, tight hug saying:
The game was about to end and the tension was getting higher. The crowd was cheering for their school’s team. You were so into it, that your heart started beating faster and faster by the second. There was only 45 seconds left to the game. You found out earlier in the game that number 24- Embry, was part of this school’s team. They were actually winning and whenever he made a goal you had a little rush of excitement in your stomach.
The crowd errupted into screams and cheers when number 8; Jacob, who might be your brother, scored the last goal.
After the game, their team stayed a little bit in the gymnasium. You took it as a opportunity to walk over to them and ask for the soccer ball.
“Y/N wait!”, your best friend half yelled at you before you got to the boys. She smiled at the boys who seemed to have heard and then looked at you as she whispered:
“Please, let me go get the ball.”
“No! No! I already let you put their stupid bracelet.”, you said shaking your head from side to side.
“Girl please! I need to talk to my future baby daddy.”, she desperately said. You cringed at her words and eyed her from up and down.
“Ew, don’t say that. By the way, you sound desperate.” your best friend gasped before you walked away from her, towards the boys. They stopped talking and all looked towards you. You walked closer to them, being only a few feet away.
“Can I please have the ball?”, you asked them, Jacob gave it to you with a small smile. You took it and smiled back as you mouthed a small ‘thank you’. You started to walk away, but stopped to turn back around. You wanted, no, needed to say something to Jacob. You needed to know if you were related or not.
“Hey, nice goal by the way!”, you said to him. He flashed a beautiful smile.
“Thank you. I’m Jacob. Jacob Black”,
'Yeah, I know, but score! He might lead me to my dad and I need all the help I can get because I’m only here for three days.’, you said to yourself.
“I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.”, he walked a bit closer to you.
“Likewise.”
Before he could say anything else, one of the other team members jogged towards you and grabbed Jacob by the neck. You remembered him as the first one to get his bracelet.
“Hey Jake, why don’t you ask your new friend if she wants to come with us at the diner?”, he asked with a smirk.
Jacob chuckled and shook his head.
“This is Quil Ateara. Ateara, this is Y/N.”
You flashed Quil a smile and you could feel your best friend’s stare on you along with the other boys.
“Wanna come?”, Jacob asked you.
'Ohmygosh Y/N, this is it! This is your train ticket to your final destination! You can’t miss the train.’, you said to yourself.
“Of course!”, you said with no hesitation and then added, “But my best friend has to come too.”
Your best friend jogged over to you and smiled at the two boys in front of you and introduced herself. Jacob and Quil introduced themselves before you all walked towards the other three boys.
“Guys, this is Y/N and her best friend, Y/B/N. Girls, this is Jared, Paul and Embry.”, Jacob said.
The seven of you walked outside towards two cars. Jacob, Quil and Embry got into what seemed like Jacob’s car and Jared and Paul got into another one.
“We’ll be a little late. Jared wants us to go get Kim and I want Rachel to come.”, Paul said as he opened his car door.
“Rachel? No, you’re not bringing Rachel with us. I still have a hard time accepting that you’re dating my sister.”, Jacob said from inside his car. It amazed you how well they could hear. If it had been you, you’d be shouting and you knew Y/B/N would still not hear a thing.
“Wait, hold up!” your best friend said, over pronouncing the 'o’ and looking straight at Paul. “You got a girlfriend?!”, Y/B/N half yelled. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.
'This bitch cannot be anymore obvious.’, you said to yourself.
Paul looked amused and you could tell he was holding in a laugh, while your best friend was a little pressed.
“Yeah, I do.”, Paul said with small smile.
Your best friend bit down her lower lip as she nodded and walked over to Jacob’s car. You were going to sit on the passenger seat when your best friend slightly pushed you. You gave her a confused look.
“What are you doing?”, you whispered to her.
“I’m sitting next to Jacob. He’s the second hottest.”, she calmly said. Your eyes widened in fear that Jacob had heard what she said.
“Stop it! You can’t see him as a second option. You wouldn’t like it if it were you.”, you said, defending him. She looked at you for five seconds, her stare was blank.
“Well, you’ll sit with him when we come back.”, she got in the car and closed the door. You sighed and opened a door. Quil got out and let you get in between him and Embry.
Jacob started the car while Y/B/N started throwing him questions to 'get to know him better’ like she always says. You could tell how much she wanted his attention because well, Paul was out of reach. You hated whenever she did stuff like that, especially when the guys were friends. Meanwhile, you felt Embry’s stare on you. You slowly turned your head towards him and looked straight into his eyes. He subtily got closer to you and well, you did the same. His large hand brushed your leg and you could feel the warmth of his skin against your jeans. It made you feel all giddy.
“Sorry.”, he said with a little smirk, but you could tell he didn’t mean it. Not like you cared anyway, you liked it. A few seconds later, he did it again, but he didn’t say sorry. He just looked straight up ahead of him and smirked. You bit down your lips and decided to play along. You 'brushed’ your hand on his thigh. He looked at you right after it, then you said:
“Sorry.”, with a small smirk.
A few moments later, Jacob parked in front of the diner. Embry got out of the car and held the door open for you. You got out and thanked him. You felt a little nervous- he was way too beautiful and his smile was stunning! During the walk to the diner and to your table, Embry walked beside you making casual talks, like where you were from, how old you were, ect. Once you got to your table, you sat down between Embry and Jacob. Your best friend wasn’t too thrilled to sit next to Quil because he kept talking to her nonstop and she couldn’t say a word to Jacob like you knew she had planned, but you didn’t care.
“Jacob, you have a sister, right?”, you randomly asked. You only wanted to talk to Embry, but you came here for a specific reason and you only had three days. Plus, you couldn’t let yourself get attached to Embry because of the same reason- you were here for three days.
“Yeah, two actually. They’re twins. One of them, who’s name is Rachel, is dating Paul, but I think you’ve heard that earlier.”
You were about to ask something else, when Jacob got up from his seat and greeted a man in a wheelchair and another man who was standing. You were trying to get a better look at the man in the wheelchair, but Embry got your attention. You turned your head towards him, making eye contact. He got closer to your ear, making you look ahead of you. You could see how annoyed your best friend was with Quil’s jokes as she stared at him blankly. Then, Embry whispered as low as he could:
“I know this is very random to say and it’s probably not the right place to say it, but I just wanted to let you know that you’re beautiful.” His breath was hitting your neck and his lips were only inches apart from your ear. Your heart started to beat faster and the place suddenly got hot to you. You slowly turned your head towards him, while he moved back his head a tiny bit. Your faces were only inches apart and in that moment, you knew there was a thing going on between you two. You were about to say something when Jacob’s voice interrupted your moment. You were a bit pissed, but there was nothing you could do about it.
“Girls, meet my dad, Billy and his best friend, Charlie.”, Jacob happily said.
You tensed up and froze. You knew Embry and your best friend had noticed because they both gave you weird looks. You just stared at Billy with your mouth wide open. You wanted to say something but you didn’t know what or how. You’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, but this wasn’t how you planned it. You had planned to find where he lived and show up at his house. Not meet him in a restaurant where you were flirting with guy. What would he think about you?
'Say something! You look like a fish outside of the water.’, you said to yourself. You composed yourself and blinked a few times before clearing your throat.
“Sorry, I-I am Y/N.”, in that moment you hesitated. You didn’t know if it was appropriated for you to say your last name or not. After a few seconds of thinking it through, you decided to say it. You reminded yourself that you only had three days here and you had to make the most of it because you didn’t know if your mom was going to let you come here again. Heck, she didn’t even know that you wanted to come here to look for your dad. Also, she had a hard time letting you come here.
“Y/N Black.”, The three teenagers and the two men frowned at you.
“You’re a Black?”, Jacob asked you as he looked back and forth from his dad and you.
-Bleh, I don’t really like this part even though I rewrote it more than twice. Hope you liked it though! Please feedbacks are very appreciated!-
