My Oh So Ordinary Life

Staring into the mirror I huffed at the grungy appearance. I definitely was not ready for Paul. Stripping of my pajamas I hopped into the shower and sighed in content. Stepping out of the shower an hour later, feeling refreshed, my cellphone rang.
“Hello?” I asked cheerfully.
“Is this Kat Alexanders?”
“Yup, who’s calling?”
“…we’re coming for you.” My breath caught in my throat. I quickly hung up the phone and raced to Milo’s room with tears coming to the surface.
“Milo!” I yelled and burst into his room. He quickly came out of his bathroom with a nice shirt with some jeans on. I would’ve cracked a joke about how much cologne he was wearing, but not with tears ready to spill.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” he furrowed his eyebrows in worry and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling my head into his chest. I shook my head and pushed him away.
“Milo, they’re coming. They called.” I cried out. Milo looked as if he had stopped breathing.
“Are you sure?”
“No, I got a call from Alice playing to be a boy and telling me that she’s coming for me.” I said, trying to lighten up. It wasn’t working.
“We’ll figure something out. It’s not like they’ll do anything to us now, not with ‘shifters and vampires around, too many obstacles. But jut to be safe, make sure you’re around the Cullen’s and the pack, and never be without any of them. Do you understand?” I nodded my head rapidly with tears streaming down my face.
“Good, now why don’t get yourself all pretty for Paul, okay?” he bent down to my eye level and offered a sad smile. I attempted to give my brother a similar smile, but all I could manage was to lift the corners of my mouth only slightly.
“How much time do you think we have?” I asked, almost out the door.
“I don’t know Kat.”
“That’s what I was afraid of.” I sighed, leaving the room.
*2 hours later*
A knock resounded through the silent house. Milo and I had been unusually quiet; mom and dad had left the house to go on a date night. I opened the door and immediately felt my worries leave at the sight of Paul. He grinned down at me, oblivious to the danger that I had unintentionally put his home in. I wrapped my arms around his waist and snuggled my head into the crook of his neck. This is where I belong, in Paul’s arms. When they came, would they kill Paul and Leah? Or the whole pack? Shaking the thoughts out of my mind I let Paul lead me to the car where he opened the backseat door for me, Leah would be driving, therefore Milo would be sitting up front.
“Are you excited?”
“For the myths? I’m about to piss myself with excitement.” Paul chuckled and pressed a kiss to my forehead. I looked up into his eyes, the love he projected through them made me look away and blush. I saw the look Milo gave me as he walked around the car after opening the door for Leah. I gave him a slight glare and he nodded, getting into his own seat. The ride to First Beach was quiet, I could tell that it was bothering Paul and Leah, but I couldn’t bring myself to even have the usual playful bickering between Milo and I that Paul and Leah had grown so accustomed to. Paul’s thumb rubbed soothing circles on my shoulder, his arm thrown across the back of my seat. I leaned my head against his shoulder and snuggled closer to the larger male. Upon arriving Paul helped me out of the car and held my waist and led me to the others. Large smiles were offered from the others and I had a hot dog immediately shoved into my hands. Paul sat down on a log and I sat between his legs, his arms wrapped around me to keep me shielded from the wind. Leaning my chin up, I kissed his jaw. Resting my whole body on Paul’s chest, the father of Jacob Black started the stories I knew to be true.