CH.6

PPOV

She rejected me. Bella, my imprint, my soul mate just rejected me. Scared that I might put her in danger, that I wouldn't be able to protect her. As I watched her truck drive off into the distance I felt the familiar tremor in my spine. I didn't even want to turn around and face the looks of pity I knew I would receive if I did. I wouldn't be able to take it. My whole body began to shake, my wolf itching to get out and chase Bella down. But we couldn't do that. Because we had been rejected. She didn't want us.

My body erupted and the next thing I knew I was on all fours racing through the woods to my house. I stopped mid-run and howled. I knew my brothers would hear it. I hoped they would ignore it and leave me alone. I hoped that Bella heard it. I wanted her to come back. Already my heart hurt. I ran in a different direction, I needed this run. I had to burn off this all consuming rage.

I was mad as hell at Bella. She had no idea what it took for me to give in to the imprint; to accept her, the mother fucking leech lover! I opened my heart to her! I changed for her! And she fucking rejected me! Paul fucking Lahote has been rejected ladies and gentleman. Give the bitch a hand! I rammed my head into a tree causing it to uproot and fall over. I didn't mean to call her a bitch, but fuck!

I sat on my hunches and battled with my inner wolf. He wanted to run to her house and howl at her window, forcing her to feel his pain until she changed her mind and promised she would stay. But me, Paul the man had other ideas. Like going to Port Angeles and finding a girl to fuck. See if Bella feels that.

I ran home and shifted when I reached the porch. I stormed into my home and got a quick shower before changing into a crisp white v-neck tee and dark wash jeans. I put my biker boots on and left. I didn't feel like being enclosed in my truck tonight, so I opted to ride my chrome Ducati.

Riding my bike was all about feeling the speed and open space. I took the long way and stopped at bar in the middle of Port Angeles. I'm sure there would be girls here who were more than willing to go to the local hotel with me.

I went in and sat the bar and ordered a Jack Daniels. I took in my surroundings. Yep, already a couple of sexy girls were drooling all over me. I nodded towards them to come over. One was a sexy red head, with a body that belonged on the cover of Sports Illustrated. She wore sexy denim cut-offs and a tank that exposed her flat, toned stomach. She smiled and looked up at me with big brown doe eyes that reminded me of Bella's. Only the big brown part, they didn't hold nearly as much expression as Bella's-

ARRRGHHH! I would not think of her tonight! There would be plenty of time to wallow in my misery over my MIA imprint. But tonight was all about me and my dick.

Anyway. The redheads friend had platinum blonde hair, and while she wasn't as hot as Red, she was definitely cute. She seemed a little stiff, so my guess is I would only be doing Red tonight.

"Hey Baby, what's your name?" Red asked, sitting on my lap.

I gave her my famous smirk. "Damn sure ain't Baby, Red,"

She threw her head back and laughed loudly. It wasn't that funny. "The name is Paul."

"Mmm Paul, what are you getting into tonight?" Red whispered in my ear and rubbed her silicone tits on my chest. I hated fake tits. I bet Bella's felt so much better-

WOAH. Me and my dick tonight, me and my dick.

I nuzzled my face between her cleavage and inhaled her perfume. "What am I getting into tonight? I was thinking I'd be getting into you, Red. How's that sound?" I bit down gently for added measure.

Red moaned and I could smell her arousal. I was even getting hard, something I thought would be impossible since accepting the imprint.

I stood up and put her on her feet. "Let's get out of here Red."

She snaked her arm around my waist. "What about my friend, I can't just leave her," she looked around for the blonde.

I spotted her leaning against the old Jukebox with some biker guys tongue down her throat. "Red, you friend looks pretty occupied to me," I whispered in her ear. I licked her earlobe and was hit with another wave of arousal. "Lets go Red."

She nodded. We left the bar and I helped her onto the back of my bike. I took off with Red's arms around my waist holding on tightly.

I pulled up to the hotel and helped Red off the bike. The girl couldn't keep her hands off me. I have to admit, after being rejected by your soul mate, its nice to be worshipped by someone.

We got to the room and Red immediately began taking her clothes off. She had a fucking hot body. Her pussy was waxed bare and…dripping wet. I was undressed in about five seconds and had Red straddling me on the bed. She rubbed her wet pussy on my cock while I took one of her silicone tits into my mouth and sucked gently. I gave her other breast attention by taking my hand and toying with her hard nipple. I used my other hand to slide two fingers inside of her and finger fuck her hot soaking wet pussy. Fuck! I closed my eyes and all I could see was…Bella. Was this hurting her? Was me fucking around with Red hurting her as badly as I was hurting from her rejection? A part of me never wanted Bella to hurt, especially because of me. But another part wanted her to feel the pain that I was feeling. I felt my dick start to go soft and that was just unacceptable right now. Red was moaning and grinding against my hand so I decided to give her another dose. I pushed Bella out of my mind, as much as was possible for an imprint. A man's imprint was never completely off his train of thought.

I took my thumb and circled Red's clit so fast my finger was a blur. Red was twitching and screaming my name, and I hadn't even dicked her down yet.

She fell to pieces and squirted her juices all over my hand and my cock. I slid my fingers out of her and stood up in front of her. I helped her into a sitting position, her face level with my dick. I gripped her hair in my fist. "Suck" I ordered her. She grinned up at me and then gripped my dick with both hands, looking impressed. I closed my eyes and rolled my head back. "Go to work Red."

And to work she went. She was a fucking pro. She used both hands and deep throated me. If my dick wasn't attached to me I would be afraid that she might swallow the whole thing. She cupped my balls and moaned causing vibrations to go up my shaft. I gripped her head tighter. With my eyes closed all I saw was Bella. I saw her in a submissive position, on her knees with her pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock. She would look up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers, expressing how much she loved me, how happy she was to be with me…

I hadn't even realized I had started fucking Red's face. I was now gripping both sides of her head and ramming my dick down her throat. I was just about to cum when I slid out of her mouth. I wasn't ready to cum yet. I rolled her over so she was on all fours and quickly put a condom on.

"Paul baby, I need you inside of me NOW!" she screamed.

"I know Bella, I know," I rubbed my dick back and forth on her wetness.

"What? My names Char-OHHH Paul!" Red screamed.

I plunged all of my cock into her in one swift move. Fuck she was wet; he juices were all over my cock. I rammed in and out of her gripping her hips until I was completely sheathed inside of her, balls deep.

"Ahhh yea Bella. Do you feel this right now? Can you feel my fucking pain now Bella? Can you feel me pounding this girl's pussy? I fucking hope you do Bella." I angled Red's ass up so that I could go deeper. If I wasn't already an imprinted wolf I would consider keeping her around. Her pussy was fantastic. My wolf didn't think so. He was buried deep and wanted no part in my betrayal. He wouldn't be responsible for hurting Bella, this was all on me. Red moaned as I flipper her and began taking her from the front. I watched my cock as it pounded into Red. It was glistening with all of her juices. I took my thumb and stroked her clit, giving her more stimulation than she could handle. She clawed my chest and actually drew blood as she screamed my name. She came, squirting all over my dick and stomach. Seeing that was all I needed. "AHHHGH!" I let out a deep growl as I came. I rolled over onto my back next Red who was so exhausted she couldn't speak. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. Did I say Red couldn't speak? That didn't last very long.

"Oh. My. God, Paul! That was best sex I've ever had in my life! Paul… I… I don't know what to say except, thank you!"

I turned to look at Red who was laughing hysterically. I don't know what was going on; maybe she was having some sort of sexual awakening?

Didn't know, didn't care. What I did know is that I am the biggest and foulest piece of shit to walk the planet. I was coming to my senses. I cheated on my imprint. I cheated on my fucking imprint! We may not be official or anything but we would be eventually when Bella gave in. This wasn't a typical girlfriend/boyfriend relationship, Bella's my imprint. My other half, my soul mate, my true love. She's the future mother of my children. It was literally love at first sight. And I just fucking cheated on her. Because I was angry, and because my feeling were hurt.

She's scared. I know that's why she rejected me at first. And she has every right to be scared, look at what she's been through. I should have waited for her to come around, because I knew she would. Even if she moved to Florida. The pain of being so far from me would have eventually forced her to come back to me. I didn't have to do this.

I didn't have to fucking do this.

I sat up and went to the bathroom. I felt sick. I wanted to vomit. Red's scent was all over me; I had to wash it off. I got in the shower and scrubbed until my skin turned redder.

I got out and went back to the room to see Red sprawled asleep on the bed. I checked the clock on the nightstand. It was almost two in the morning. I put my clothes on and shook her awake.

"Mmmm Paul…come to bed baby," she slurred sleepily.

"Can't Red, I gotta get home. But here is some cab fare, should get you where you gotta go," I said and left her fifty dollars on the pillow.

"Mmmm ok baby…my number is 555-7239…" and she was out again. Yea I wasn't gonna remember that number. I doubted I would ever see Red again, and that was fine with me.

Once outside I gunned my bike and jumped on the highway back to Forks. I needed to know that Bella was ok, and that what I did hadn't affected her.

Meanwhile in Forks…

BPOV

I could barley see the road in front of me as my eyes were overflowing with tears. I heard a heart-wrenching howl in the distance and I broke. I pulled over to the side of the road and cried my heart out.

Did I make a mistake? We were both obviously suffering from my rejection. That much was clear, as I was sure the howling wolf was Paul. I could feel that it was. Maybe I should have given myself more time to think… I just didn't want to have my heart broken again. I had thought before that I had a soul mate, and he left me for six months without a single word from him or his family. And this imprinting thing… it sounded to me like it took your choices away.

But I had to admit that Paul was different. From the moment I first laid eyes on his wolf in the meadow there was a connection. That was the day I realized I was over Edward. He cured me then. And then in the supermarket earlier…it was like he saw straight into my soul.

Bang bang bang!

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of someone knocking on my window. It was Jake. I unlocked the passenger side door and motioned for him to get in.

"Hey Bells," He wrapped me in a bear hug that rivaled Emmet's.

"Hey Jake," I cried in his shoulder. We stayed like that for a while, his extreme body heat calming me until I couldn't cry any more.

"Jake, did I make a mistake?" I asked softly.

"I don't know Bells. Do you think you made a mistake?" He countered my question.

I did. "Yea, I think I may have. But I don't understand this imprinting thing Jake. What does it mean for my future? And what if Paul breaks my heart like Edward did? I already love him, I can't deny it. What should I do Jake? Tell me what to do," I begged.

Jake sighed. "I can't tell you what to do Bella. But I can tell you what imprinting means for your future. We wolves, we have this thing when we're all phased in at the same time. Some type of telepathic mind link. We can hear what the others are thinking. I've been in the minds of the other imprinted wolves. Imprinting is…amazing. It's finding your one true love- God I sound like such a girl," he chuckled.

I laughed. He did sound like a girl.

"But really. Paul can't hurt you Bella. You two were literally made for each other." He sighed. "Paul is lucky. I was hoping I would imprint on you."

I turned to look at Jake. He was hurt, but sincere. "So Paul has no choice but to love me then. I was forced onto him." I said bitterly.

"No Bella. Imprinting steers you in the direction of your soul mate, it doesn't choose who it is. If Paul wasn't a wolf the two of you would have eventually found each other, and lived happily ever after. But he is a wolf and imprinting sped up the process for you." Jake explained.

I shook my head. "But why me? I'm not even from the reservation! I'm white!"

Jake shrugged. "Beats me. You are Paul's imprint because you will be exactly what he needs, and he will be exactly what you need. You will balance each other perfectly. And you will love each other for the rest of your lives."

I sighed. "Okay. I won't leave then. I'll think about this tonight, and see him tomorrow."

Jake looked at me. "Did I freak you out so much that you were going to move across the country?"

I laughed. "Well in my defense, you did morph into a big ass wolf right in front of me!"

"Excuse me Swan, but the correct term is 'phase'. We don't 'morph'." Jake rolled his eyes.

I looked out of the window ahead of me. "But it wasn't just you Jake. It was everything. The Cullen's are back, and Alice said Edward was going to try and get me back… Then almost being killed by Laurent, and finding out one of my best friends is a mutant wolf who the whole town thinks has been killing people- it all just started taking its toll on me."

Jake nodded. "I get it. You wanna get home already?"

Huh. I was on the side of the road in my truck. I should probably go home. I hugged Jake tightly. "Thank you so much Jake. For being there for me, you didn't have to…not with the way you feel for me…"

Jake shook his head. "You and I never stood a chance Bella, I see that now. It's okay. You're still always gonna be my best friend, and I'll be yours. And Paul will just have to deal with it."

I laughed as he got out of the cab. "Hey- you need a ride home, it's about to rain soon."

"Nah, I'll get home before you do!" He turned and phased into a huge beautiful russet wolf.

I laughed as he took off into the trees. I felt so much better everything. Better about Paul, the imprinting drama, and better about staying in Forks. Tomorrow I would go to La Push and find Paul. And I hoped he would take me back.

I got home and immediately hopped into the shower. Nothing like a hot shower to wash away the day and clear my head. It was after ten when I finally crawled into bed and snuggled under my comforter. Hopefully tomorrow would be a better day, I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

It was around 12:45 P.M. when I woke up cold and sweating profusely. I felt a wave of nausea that made me run to the bathroom. As I kneeled over the toilet hurling my insides up I felt a stab of pain my heart that made me cry out. The pain wouldn't go away. Over and over again, until I couldn't take it anymore. I huddled in the corner and clutched my chest sobbing for nearly an hour. I tried to keep the noise down; I didn't want to worry Charlie. Something was happening to me, and I didn't know what. It felt unnatural…supernatural. This wasn't a normal sickness…this was…Paul. Something was happening to Paul.

"Paul," I whispered before I passed out and darkness consumed me.