I Thought You Could Never Love a Monster. I Was Wrong.

"Heh..." I awkwardly laughed, looking down at my hands as I nervously wringed them around forcefully.

"Remy, you knew that I couldn't see past those dogs! And now with one imprinting on you, I can only see peices of you." Alice complained, stomping her little foot on the ground.

"I'm sorry." I stated simply, not caring, really. Alice grumbled, glaring at Edward.

"I think I'll go rip his head off, then." Edward spat. I snapped my head up to see his face bemused, but his fists clenched tight.

I placed my hand on his. "Don't, please. It's not his fault." I defended. "He can't control it, you know."

Edward shook, snapping his arm out of my grip. I looked at him incredously, before turning away from him and curling myself up in a small depressed ball. I bit my lip, begging myself not to cry.

His cold hand touched my shoulder. I turned to look at him, cowering back as if he were to snap again. "I'm sorry, Remy. I just can't think of someone, let alone a dog, having a stronger bond than you and I have..." He trailed, face expressionless yet not; but filled with pain.

I flipped my hand through my hair, stressed out of control. I heard a small high chime, then looked up to see Rosalie giggling.

"What?" I asked, amused. Rose shrugged, then smirked. Again, I asked, "What?" This time, impatiently.

She sighed dramatically. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking about how Edward will take it when you go down to speak with the mutts." She giggled again.

"I have to go, Edward." I spoke, in monotone. I got up, slipping on my flats - that were actually Alice's - I glided over to the door. A hand was placed on mine before I could turn the nob.

"I'll take you to the border." Edward grimaced, pulling me into him. He looked voer his shoulder, "Be back soon." Rosalie giggled again, amused.

The ride to the border wasn't that far. Though I shouldn't speak because the whole ride there, I had been spacing out, thinking about how the guys would take it, take what I said. But I still didn't know what to say, I was lost. So I held onto Edward's hand as he drove, and thought about every positive possibility.

"Here." Edward broke the silence, gliding to a stop. I opened the door and tried to get out, but Edward held my hand tighter, then pulled me close to him.

"What?" I asked. He responded with his lips meeting mind. Still cold, I felt bliss and I kissed back, hoping he felt the same way I did when he touched me. The kiss was amazing, and fierce. But it soon ended when he pulled away and smirked.

"Would you like me to wait here, or do you think a dog would drag you on their leash, back home?" He asked amused at his own little joke.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure I can get a ride. I'll see you later." I got out and watched him drive away. I turned back to see Jacob walking over to me.

Jake's face wasn't his usual. It was unusually turned into an expression that I'd rather not have to look at. It held pain, and anger, and confusion. Soon, he reached me and grabbed my in a hug.

"Why couldn't I have imprinted on you?" He asked in my hair, stilling holding me. I shrugged, unsure of what to say.

"What am I going to do, Jake? I can't have Paul, he can't have me. I'm with Ed-" Interrupted as always, Jake's interruption was different.

His warm rough lips pressed hard on mine. He tasted sweet, and I felt like I couldn't get enough. I wanted to stop, for Edward's sake, but I couldn't find it in me to stop. So I kissed back, wrapping my arms around his neck. His warm hand pressed my lower back, pulling me into him, as his other hand laid softly on my hip.

"You ass!" A roar came from the trees. Both of our heads snapped up to see Jared and Paul walking towards us.

I looked up to see Jake smirking, like he had planned this. Ugh, my head. I looked back at Paul, his face filled with agony, pain, and yet some sort of adoration came along.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Paul spat, glaring at Jake.

"No." He retorted simply. "Just stay the hell away from Remy." He pulled me behind him, hiding me from the now trembling Paul.

Paul scoffed, "She's my imprint you fuck." He fought back. I felt Jake shrug, his hand placed on my hip.

"I don't care." Jacob said through his teeth. I cowered behind him, into his back. I curled myself against his warm shirtless back, waiting for the snap.

"I just want to talk to her." Paul's voice was calm, and full of pain. Jake pulled me slowly out back in full view. Paul smiled slightly, his eyes holding a unknown feel.

"Don't hurt her." Jake warned, sending a growl from his chest.

Completely ignoring Jake, Paul said, "You are so much more beautiful than the last time." He awed, then held out his hand for me. "Just talk." He said simply.

I looked up at Jake, asking with my eyes on what to do. He nodded once, pushing me gently away from him. "Go." He said.

I didn't take Paul's hand, which I could soon see appear on his face, the pain of rejection. Apparently he never got rejected, I was his first. Ha.... his first. ;D

He led me up the hill, till we were on top of the cliff. The cliff that I had wanted to jump off of the first day I saw it. I wanted to be free, and let myself fly. Guess that won't ever happen, I sighed inwardly.

Paul sat down on the rocky ground, patting a spot next to him. I obliged and sat down, crossing my legs. We were just less than a foot away from eachother, and I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

I bit my lip, waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry." I said out of nowhere.

He shook his head. "No, you are just sorry for making me feel like shit, cause you're with the fucking leech." He spat, pounding his fists on the ground.

I glared, "Well you want to know something? That leech just happens to be the fucking love of my life." I retorted, feeling grim.

I soon regretted saying that when his face dropped, churning into different emotions. The main one being agonized pain and confusion.

I sighed, "I'm sorry..." I bit my lip again.

"Don't be. It's my fault. I'm an ass by nature." He spoke, running a hand through his short black cropped hair.

"What are we going to do? I - I can't be in love with you." I spoke calmy, trying to keep myself from exploding. Paul just shrugged, staring off into the ocean.

I sighed, unsure of what to say. So we sat there in awkward silence. But during that moment of silence, I could faintly hear the waves crash against the rocks, the cliffs. The wind blowing around, sending particles different ways every so often, possibly confusing them. It felt like forever til Paul broke the silence.

"C-Can I atleast try one thing?" He asked shyly. I bit my lip, unsure of what he wanted to try, but I nodded, feeling it be the only way to find out the truth.

Paul leaned forward, closing the space between us. He grabbed my face between his hands gently, finding my lips with his. This kiss was different. Different from Edward's and Jacob's. I didn't feel a spark, non the sort. But I kissed him any, wanting to relieve us both of the confusion over-whelming the both of us.

Our lips moved in synchronization, molding together nicely. I palced my hands behind his neck, stupidly pulling him closer to me. Before long, he broke the kiss, smiling.

"I didn't feel anything, did you?" He asked, pretty happy.

"No." I said simply, starting to smile.

"Holy shit! I guess this isn't a normal imprint." He said, still smiling.

"No." I said again. "What are we then?" I asked, wondering.

"I feel a sisterly vibe from you, honestly." He admitted, smirking.

I smiled, "Well, that seems far share, big, tan, hott - as in temperature- brother." I smirked as he lightly hugged me.

"Let's go find Jake." He said. He took me over to a small red house, a large shed next to it. Jacob and Jared were sitting on the steps of the porch.

"What?" Jacob asked, panicking as we came closer.

"Not a normal imprint, buddy. Got a sister/brother relationship, here." Paul smiled, punching him in the arm, playfully.

Jake sighed in relief. "Thank God." He looked up to smile at me. I smiled back.

"Well, Remy...." He started. "Nevermind. Let's go inside." Leading me inside, Jake plopped himself on the couch, and patted a spot for me.

"Thanks." I whispered as I sat next to him.

"What time is it?" I asked suddenly. Jake, half asleep, mumbled.

I groaned, "Stupid dog." I felt the couch vibrate from his chuckle. I looked outside, it was getting dark, but I was too tired and exhausted to do anything about it.

Yawning, I leaning over and laid my head on Jake's lap and closed my eyes. I felt myself drift off, as Jacob gently passed his warm hand back and forth over my cheek, soothing and comforting. I nestled myself closer, soon falling asleep.