Ocean Avenue Imprints
Love once meant nothing more than chocolate hearts in red boxes, but after a bonfire on the beach, all of that would change. You've read the girl's stories. Now read the boys. What happened to Paul and Embry on that fateful day of Valentine's? Chapter 10 is up and ready to read!!!
We just had too much fun the first time with this story...
4. Same Night Sky
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I swear to God, Embry. If you think of that girl one more time, I’m going to kill you. Leah’s bitchy thoughts came racing into my mind.
Do I look like I give a shit, Leah? You wanna go? Let’s go. And with that, I ran into her from the side, giving her a swift push to the ground. She immediately started to fight back, biting and scratching.
Stop! Right now! Sam’s order made us both freeze and release each other, stepping away. That’s enough patrol for right now, let’s change back. He was furious at us fighting---I could tell.
I felt the sinew of bones knitting themselves together as I changed back, a last shudder rippling through my chest. I shook my head and stood up from the ground, untying my jeans from my leg. As I put them on, I saw Leah come out of the bushes and give me a hard glare.
“Why do you have to be so obsessed?” She demanded. “Sam, Paul, Jared, and Quil have all imprinted too, but at least their thoughts aren’t freaking always about their girls! You are like so whipped!”
“You know what?! Maybe your just jealous,” I said before I could stop myself. A flash of pain crossed her features and she started to shake slightly.
“Jealous my ass---”
“Stop fighting!” Sam yelled. I hadn’t seen him watching us, but his face was dark with anger. “If you two don’t stop, then I’m going to…” He stopped and looked around. Music had started coming out of my pocket
.Just stay right where I can see you
When you go away I get so low
Like temperatures when they're at their coldest
When you go away I get so lonely
And I'm stranded by the side of the bed
With a grin, I pulled out my cellphone and looked at the ID. Flipping it open, I started to walk away.
“Hey Mashaal,” I said, almost floating with happiness.
“Hey Embry, guess what, guess what?!” She was excited. I was excited. Everything else seemed to fade away around me.
“What? What?” I asked, laughing.
“Ok so, like, yeah, this awesome thing happened just now. I was driving home, and I had a really strange craving for French fries and ice cream, right?”
“French fries and ice cream? That sounds good.”
“Yeah, I know! So yeah, I was driving and I stopped at Wendy’s, and there was this guy coming out of the store, and I saw that he dropped his wallet! So, I ran after him, and was like, ’Hey, sir, you forgot your wallet’ and I handed it to him. And you know what he did?!”
“How old was this guy? You shouldn’t talk to people you don’t know, Mashaal.” I frowned. Mashaal was so innocent, she would think a serial rapist was ok if he petted her cat.
“I don’t know, like 30 or something. And I didn’t talk to him, I was just returning his wallet! Anyway, he was all like, ’wow, thanks, I didn’t think a teenager would return it to me these days, here,’ and oh my gosh, he handed me a 50 DOLLAR BILL!” She yelled.
“Wow,” I managed to say.
“Yeah, I know, that’s what I said! I was like, ’wow’ and the man was all like, ’keep up the good work’ and he drove away in a freakin’ BMW!”
“That’s awesome sweetie, I’m really happy for you. So what are you going to spend it on?” I asked.
“I bought my French fries and ice cream, and then I don’t know what else…I guess I’ll just save it. Never know when it might come in handy, right?”
I laughed and smiled. That’s my girl.
“Right. So other than the random rich guy handing you money, how was your day?”
We talked and I walked along the beach, surrounded by the sounds of the waves crashing against my feet and her beautiful voice.
“Oh, by the way, I loved my song lyric today,” she said. Everyday, I’d find a song that I knew she’d like and send her the most loving lyric in that song. When she’d turn on her phone after school, it’d be waiting for her.
“I know, it’s now your ring tone when you call. It’s called Stay Where I Can See You by Starting Line.”
“Hey, are you on the beach?” She asked suddenly.
“Yeah, I am. How did you know?”
“I can hear the waves! Oh man,” she sighed almost longingly.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I miss the waves…the beach, the wonderful greenery around La Push…”
“Don’t you miss something else too?”
“Hmm…well, there was this guy,” she laughed. I loved the sound of her laugh. Even on the phone it was amazing.
“Right…and what was this guy like?” I asked.
“He was really h---” she stopped, and I heard someone yelling in the background. “Crap, I gotta go, Embry. My mom wants me to come down for dinner.”
“But, we’ve barely talked today!” I exclaimed.
“I know, I’ll call you later tonight, ok?” She asked.
“Alright, that’s fine…have fun at dinner,” I said half-heartedly.
“Ha, doubt it,” she scoffed. “Anyway, talk to you later.”
“Yeah, bye.” I hated saying bye to her.
After hanging up, that clawing feeling came back in my stomach. Every time I hung up the phone with her, it was like someone punched me and told me to call her back and tell her how much I loved her. I just couldn’t…not on the phone…something like that had to be in person.
one week later
“Hey, this is Mashaal, sorry I missed your call. Woah, that rhymes! Anyway, leave me a message!”
That was the first time I’d ever heard Mashaal’s voicemail message. I stared at the phone in utter shock. If I hadn’t been so surprised, I probably would’ve laughed at the goofy message.
“Hey Mashaal, um…you must be busy, call me later I guess. I…” I hung up before I could say anything else. I was still in shock that she hadn’t picked up.
In the next couple minutes, I couldn’t sit still, and after pacing the living room for a while, I decided to go for a drive. I pulled on a shirt and grabbed my keys, running out to my car. There was a big thunderstorm coming, and La Push itself seemed to hold it’s breath waiting for it. I drove around, looking for someplace to think. I stopped on a cliff and got out, sitting on the very edge.
I wasn’t a smart person, but I knew I would do anything for that girl. That girl that was sitting in Dallas, Texas doing who knows what. For the first time in my life, I was scared. I was scared stiff. What if…what if she didn’t love me the way I loved her?
I…I couldn’t help it. I called her again, and when she didn’t pick up, I texted her. I sat there and called her and text her for two straight hours until I started getting really pissed off. I was so mad, I started shuddering.
I relished in the shift from man to wolf. Searing heat trickled down my spine and pulled off my shoes and pants quickly so I wouldn’t rip another pair. My vision went hazy and sharpened to the utmost degree. I could now hear the birds resting in their trees and feel my own teeth grow and sharpen like knives. I gave a whimper and laid down, looking out to the sea. I could wait forever for her.
After a few hoursof just sitting through the rain, I finally changed back and went home. When I got there, the phone rang and I felt my heart jump into my throat. I ran to the phone and picked it up.
“Hello?” I asked, almost praying that it was her.
“Embry?” I heard a familiar voice ask. I sighed and flopped down on the couch.
“Hey mom, what’s up?”
“Honey, I feel…are you ok?” She asked.
My mom had moved back to the Makah reservation a few months ago, when she started dating that guy there. Apparently, she finally thought I was ready to live on my own, but she thought it was absolutely necessary to call every moment she could.
“Of course mom, why, what’s supposed to be wrong?”
“I just had this feeling…that you need to talk to someone.”
“Listen, I’m fine. I’m just…ya know, fine.”
“Oh my goodness. You’re in love!!!”
I’ve heard of this magical ‘all knowing mother’ thing, but seriously? How could she know that by me saying one sentence? After talking for a while, explaining, and lots of ‘tears of happiness’ on her part, she hung up after saying that Mashaal needed to come over the second she came back to Forks. I neglected to tell her that Mashaal wasn’t picking up her phone.
The second I hung up the phone, the doorbell rang. With a sigh, I lunged out of my sinking couch and answered the door. My breath caught in my throat as I saw an angel standing on my porch. Her black hair was falling out of a ponytail and she looked so tired.
“Hey Embry…” she said weakly.
My heart nearly burst out of my chest. Damn, I loved her way too much.
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