Fighting For His Heart

This story goes out to a special someone. I'm a little nervous for him to read it, and to find out what he thinks of it.

This story is unedited, so all mistakes are my own.

Its funny how a simple game can turn into so much more. I've seen games cause marriage problems from one person constantly playing it. I've seen it bring couples together, and them getting married. Then there are some of the friendships that develop and stay put.

As soon as I talked to him for the first time, I knew that he was someone I wanted in my life, rather it be friendship or more.

Ahh, there's that more. The 'more' I shouldn't be thinking about.

As time moved on, I knew he was going to be a good friend. As much as I wanted more, I knew there couldn't be.

He was married. I was married.

We stayed friends, and talked every chance we got. With him being an American Soldier over seas, it made it hard, but we managed the friendship.

When we lost contact with each other, I wasn't sure what to do. I had lost a good friend.

I moved on, not forgetting, but not remembering.

Out of the blue, he shows back up. I couldn't be more happy when I pressed the accept button on facebook.

We got to talking again, just like we never stopped. He told me he was going through a divorce, and a little flicker of hope sprung in my chest. I had always liked him, and my mind was thinking I actually had a chance with him.

What had been joking about going to visit him, turned into us actually planning it.

The more I talked to him, the more I knew I was falling.

I jolted back to the present when the airplane started to descend. I felt the smile start to spread across my face. It was finally time. I found my leg bouncing up and down, waiting for the damn plane to hurry up.

“Alice! Wake up, were here!” I shook my best friend beside me. I couldn't leave her behind, are you crazy?

I laughed a little bit as she grumbled, she never liked to be waken up.

“Hold on, damn. He aint goin no where.” I smiled. Of course he wouldn't. He had told me he wanted me for some time, and I’m the only one.

I quickly grabbed my stuff and pushed myself into the isle. I knew Alice would take her time, so I grabbed her arm, quickly pulling her in front of me. She shot me a playful glare, but I could see the smile behind it.

I started muttering under my breath at the people walking so damn slow.

“Anxious much?” Alice giggled.

“Hush, and move your ass!” I laughed.

We weaved our way through people, slowly working our way to the main lobby. I quickly looked around, trying to find the face that I have been falling for.

I felt a sharp nudge in my ribs and looked at Alice.

“What the hell!” I screeched. I wasn't rewarded with a vocal response, hell I didn't even get eye contact. I followed her line of vision, and my face lit up.

I couldn't help dropping my bags and running full force to him. The smile on his face, was probably the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I threw my arms up, quickly wrapping them around him.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling them get a little watery. I wasn't going to cry damn it!

“Your really here.” I mumbled. I felt him chuckle a bit before slowly setting me back onto the ground.

“Yes, where else would I be?” His eyes caught mine and wouldn't release them.

“Thanks hooker. I totally feel like carrying your shit, plus mine around this huge ass airport.”

I giggled looking at Alice. She had both our bags criss-crossed on her, and lugging our suitcases behind her.

“I'm sorry.” I reluctantly moved out of his arms, grabbing my stuff. I looked between the two, and got the biggest grin on my face. For once in a long time, I was truly happy. “Shall we?”

They both nodded. Alice linked her arms with me, and I grabbed Peter's hand. No way was I going to let him go.

When we got to his car, we quickly put our bags in and loaded ourselves up. I wanted to growl at his car. Damn manuals.

Watching Peter handle his car was, well it was fucking hot. The confidence in shifting gears, the car moved so smoothly.

When we pulled up in front of his house, I knew this was it. There was no turning back on anything I will decide to do. And I felt okay with that.

Climbing out of the car, we grabbed our bags and made our way inside. Peter showed us around his house, and it fit him perfectly.

“Alice, here's the spare room.” Peter stopped in front of a closed door. She nodded and took a step forward, opening the door, and then disappearing behind it.

Peter grabbed my hand, gently leading me further down the hallway. I followed him through a door and smiled at the king size bed that met my eyes.

I set my stuff down gently on the floor, and turned to face Peter. There was a small smile playing at his lips. Oh, those lips. I took a step forward, smiling as he automatically pulled me into his embrace. I ran my hands up his chest, almost moaning at the muscles I felt, up and around his neck. I don't know how long we stood there, just staring at each other.

My body was starting to bring on a tingly sensation, and when I couldn't take it any longer, I pushed myself up, letting our lips meet.

Well screw the tingly sensation, my body exploded with fireworks. I tightened my hold on him, never wanting to let go.

Just the touch from him, had me turning into a pool of goo. I felt his warm hands move their way down my back and over my ass, before firmly gripping and pulling me up. I automatically wrapped my legs around his slender waist.

I felt the hardness of the wall against my back, and a soft moan escaped my lips. This man was heaven and everything good.

My hands found there own way back down his chest and to the hem of his shirt. I moaned, feeling the warmth of his skin under my fingertips and the muscle flexing.

“Bella, Peter.” I groaned hearing Alice singing.

“We will continue this.” Peter breathed into my ear. A shiver went down my spine, and all I could do was nod my head.

His smirk let me know that he had seen that shiver, so I shot my own smirk back at him when I looked down. Looks like I’m not the only one excited.

I giggled, walking out the door and grabbing Alice's arm before skipping down the hallway.

The grumbling behind me let me know Peter was still following us.

“So... what are we gonna do?”

Alice and I looked at each other before yelling, “Drinking!”

We went to a local bar, drinking and having fun just talking. Drinking led to dancing, and before we knew it, it was time to head back home.

Once we got back to the house, I decided to take a shower. I said a quick good night to Alice, and as I was walking down the hallway heard something along the lines of 'cock blocker' from Peter's mouth. I couldn't help the chuckle that left my mouth.

I stripped down, letting the water warm before slowly slipping my way into it. I sighed at the warmth worked its way into my sore muscles. I grabbed my shampoo, massaging it into my hair before rinsing and finishing my shower.
“Shit.” I mumbled, looking to see that I had forgotten to grab my clothes. I sighed wrapping a towel around me and peeking my head into the hallway. Deciding the coast was clear, I made a mad dash towards the bedroom.

“Now that's a sight I could get used to.” I squealed turning around to see Peter standing there in nothing but his jeans. I'm pretty sure I licked my lips, possibly numerous times.

“I thought you were still talking to Alice.”

“Na, she decided it was time for her to head to bed.” I nodded my head and slowly made my way forward.

Deciding that he was going to eventually see my body, I decided, eh why the hell not, and dropped the towel. I smirked a little at the sharp intake of breath coming from behind me.

Warmth spread itself across my back before I felt hands softly turning me around. Looking up into his eyes, I knew this was where I wanted to be.

Now.

Tomorrow.

Forever.

He slowly lowered his lips to mine, and I was soaring. I gasped a little bit when he quickly picked me up and carried me to his bed.

He set me down, and just looked at me. I reached up and pulled him towards me, and then finally on top of me. His lips wondered their way slowly around my body. I couldn't help squirming here and there. I had never been so turned on, and it was driving me insane!

I sat up, and came face to face with Peter. I set my hands on his shoulders, and slowly felt my nails raking softly against his skin as they made their journey to his jeans.

My hands shook slightly, so I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. I slipped the button through the hole, and listen to his zipper hiss as it was being lowered. Slowly, oh so slowly, I pushed his jeans down.

Peter leaned over me, pushing me back onto the bed. There was a spark when our skin met skin, and it proved my point further more; this is where I wanted to be.

I stared into his eyes as he slowly entered me. We both moaned at the contact, and he slowly started moving.

It didn't take long before bright white spots started filling my vision, and they exploded behind. Peter rolled off me and pulled me into his warm chest before pulling the blankets up and around us. I snuggled in and drifted off to sleep.

That's how the weekend went. Us going out doing things during the day, and Peter and I snuggled in bed at night. I didn't want this to end, not ever.

Unfortunately, I didn't always get what I wanted. I felt a couple tears slip down my cheek as I packed my bag. I held tightly to Peter the whole way to the airport. The closer we got to the gate, the tighter my hold became.

“You'll see me soon, I promise.” Peter whispered in my ear.

All I could do was nod my head. He gave me a chaste kiss, and I knew it was time go leave my heaven. Alice and I slowly made our way through security, and once through, she slipped me a Kleenex. I looked behind me, and saw Peter standing there. I gave a weak wave and made my way to boarding.

Before coming here, I was starting to fall. Now that I'm leaving, I knew I had already fallen. The only question is, will he be there to catch me?

Alice gave me a tight hug, asking if I was going to me okay.

The only response I could give her was, “I'm counting down the days until he holds me in his arms again.”

Chapter Twenty-three

Sorry it's taken me so long to get this up. Yeah, real life fucking sucks. Between finals for school, my grandmother coming down *again* with cancer, and of course the Equine Herpes Flu going horse to horse, yeah I've been busy.



This chapter is a little shorter, and this is unedited, so forgive any mistakes. If this chapter doesn't make sense at the end, please go re-read chapters one and three, as those should help you, if not, just message me. I promise I wont bite... well to hard anyways :D. Enjoy!



I took a deep breath, wanting to inhale the smell of Jared. What I got was a familiar scent, but it defiantly was not Jared. My body froze, my bones locking in and not moving.



"Baby what..." I felt the growl in Jared's chest and knew he smelt it to.



"Another leech?" Leah asked coming to stand beside me.



"No, human. And I know exactly who it is.



I took off running, my nose leading the way. Once my body felt safe enough to phase, my body exploded. It was second nature to me now.



I ran through the forest, my paws thumping against the ground. I heard my pack catching up behind me, and pushed myself faster.



"Bella! Wait up!" I growled, ignoring my brother.



I felt myself weaving in and out of the trees, the scent being scattered all over. My muscles bunched and released with every turn and curve of the trees. My paw ripped into the ground below me, sending the scent of fresh tilled dirt through my nostrils.



I growled, losing the one scent that I wanted. I pushed myself off of the nearest tree, rocketing myself forward and even farther ahead of my pack.



I pushed through some tall grass and came to a skidding halt in the middle of a meadow. I could smell her, but couldn't see her. I narrowed my eyes, searching all over. I heard a whimper, and slowly walked forward. For once in my life, I was scared of what I would see. I knew the smell, and I could smell blood. I whimpered when I saw her. Blood was caked all over her face, her leg was bent at a weird, unhealthy angel. She looked sad, broken.



I felt my eyes fill with tears that I knew would fall, no matter how much I fought it. I whimpered again, causing her to look up at me, and scramble back. My heart broke, of course she would be afraid of me.



"Turn around, I'm gonna phase back." I looked over my shoulder making sure my pack turned away. I felt my bones crack, and break back into my human body. I heard a gasp, and looked to see her swollen eyes trying to go as big as saucers.



Jared nudged my shoulder, looking down at his leg. I smiled, pulled his t-shirt from around it and pulling it on over my naked body.



I slowly walked over towards her, gauging her reactions. She kept looking between me and Jared, shaking her swollen head.



"It's ok, I won't hurt you." I got down on my knees, making myself her size and slowly worked closer to her.



Once I got close enough, she looked at me, really looked at me. I saw her body relax, just a little bit, before she flung herself at me. "Bella!"



"It's ok, I'm going to keep you safe." I promised.



"Aw, isn't that sweet. Best friends reunited." I growled, whipping my body around as I came face to face with James.



"You!" I growled. I should have fucking known.



"Yes, me indeed. I couldn't have you, so I brought the one person I knew you would try to save. She's the one person I knew you would come for, no matter what. She was the only way to get what I wanted."



I growled. "And what is it you want?"



He looked around, acting thoughtful for a second. "You will love it, I promise."



"Nothing you have to offer will cause me to love it, or you." I spat.



He tsked me as if I were a small child. I hated that shit, and he knew it. "Oh, you'll love this." I raised my eyebrow at him, slowly making my way towards him, making sure to keep between him and her. "I want you to come back with me."



"What makes you think I want to?" I heard my pack growl and I shot them a look. That's all it took, the slightest distraction. James had moved to her, and had her held up. She whimpered, trying to move away from his cold, solid body. I growled at him, and felt my body start to vibrate.



"Well, let's put this simply. If you don't come with me, she dies. That's your choice, it's that simple."



I growled, not liking the position I was put in. If I made a wrong move, she could die. I couldnt do that to my best friend, or more like my old best friend. I heard my brother whimper, and looked at him.



I saw fear, hate, love and a million other emotions floating in his chocolate eyes. I followed his line of sight, straight to her. Jake took a step forward, and I growled my warning at him.



"Watch it pup. It won't take much to kill the pathetic human." James growled. I saw his eyes shift to black, and knew it would only take a half second for him to kill her.



I slowly took a step forward, keeping my eyes on James. I had to protect her, even if it was with my own life. My brother loved her, and I didn't want him to risk his life. I knew the imprint, how it felt, how to handle it, he didn't.



"Fine, I'll go." I sighed. I heard my pack growl at me. "This is my concern, non of yours." I growled. I saw hurt in Jared's eyes, and prayed he saw that I would return in mine. I would fight until my life ended to make it back to him. He bowed his head, before turning away. My heart broke into a million pieces, as he turned his back on me.



"Let her go, I want her safe before I'll go anywhere with you." James nudged her towards the pack. I tried to convey with my eyes that she was safe, nothing to worry about. James's cold hand wrapped around my warm arms causing me to flinch away from him.



"Don't even try it. Any of you follow, and I'll kill Bella and come back for her." He growled.



I bowed my head, following beside James. I felt like I was betraying Jared in every way possible. I followed him for about twenty miles before I finally said anything.



"Why?" James stopped and looked at me.



"Why what?"



"Why me? Why did you use her to get me?"



He thought about his answer before answering. "I could say it's because I love you. I could say it's because I miss you."



"But it would all be nothing but fucking lies." I spat.



"Hmm, maybe moving here was good for you. You finally broke out of your shell, which will only make this that much more fun. The real reason I wanted you, you killed my mate, so I'm going to kill you."



I probably should have flinched, but all I did was feel my anger rising. "Oh that fucking red headed bitch. I'm pretty sure she got what she deserved, the same as you."



"My dear, my still standing. I will still be standing at the end of today, however you and your mate won't be."



My anger flared. "Don't bring him into it, or mark my words, I will kill you."



James let out a crazy laugh. Yeah, I'm pretty sure the mother fucker lost his damned mind. "You couldn't hurt me even if you tried. Your a pathetic woman who lets her feelings get in the way."



I felt my bones vibrate, and the fire course through me. I growled, feeling my body fall forward, my muscles bunching.



"So you want to play?" James taunted me. Not the thing to do asswipe.



I circled around him, waiting for the opening that I could just end this. We circled for what seemed like ever, before he lost his concentration. I lept forward, landing on his chest. He fell to the ground, the sound echoing through the forest.



"You stupid fucking bitch." He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me tight. I whimpered as I felt my paw begin to brake.



We rolled around, James straddling me. I swiped my paw up and across his face, liking the sound it made. I tried rolling us, pushing with all my might. James was bigger then me, always had been, and today he was proving so.



"Baby, I'm coming." I wanted to sigh in relief, but all I felt was fury. I got my hind legs up under James before shoving him off. I jumped to my feet, watching as he flew into the tree. I heard James yell as the tree gave out, and buckled to the forest floor. I didn't give him a chance to recover before I pounced, landing on top of him. I growled, placing my teeth at his neck.



My teeth ripped threw the stone, the sound of metal being ripped apart. I cringed, wanting to cover my ears.



The sickly sweet smell burned my eyes and nostrils as I stared at the ground where James's head lay. I phased back, not sure what I was going to do. I didn't have a lighter on me.



My question was answered as my pack came through the trees. Jared moved forward, pulling a lighter out and throwing it on what was left of James. The venom caught, causing purple black smoke to raise into the air. I snuggled into Jared's chest, watching the flames rise.



I pulled my attention away when I heard a giggle. I looked to see her slide off of Jake, before she limped over to me. I raised my eyebrow at Jared, he simply whispered that the elders gave her some "happy weed." 



"Enjoy yourself?" I asked.



"I did. Have you ever rode one?" She screeched. I laughed, shaking my head no. Jake came running out behind the tree in his cut off shorts. I sighed.



"Have you two been introduced?" They stared at eachother, all googley eyes and whatnot. Yeah, pretty sure I just threw up a little bit.



"Jake, meet Jami. Jami, I would like you to meet my little brother Jake."

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I sighed looking out over the pastures. They held tears, kisses, sweat, and most of all, broken promises. I remember the very day I saw this pasture, and the promises that came with it. But now, well, there are no more promises, only heartache.

I didn't regret my decision to buy this ranch. I enjoyed the work that came with it, and the friends that helped keep it running.

I smiled as I thought of the people who had kept my head above water, and my ass in a home. Jake, well he's like an older brother to me, always in a good mood, and willing to work. I always gave him crap for his dimples that were always present on his face.

Paul is my hot tempered, always gonna tell ya what's on my mind even if you don’t like it, friend. He enjoyed working on the ranch because it gave him muscles, the muscles led to the girls that paraded themselves in and right back out of the bunk house.

Quil was the quiet one of the bunch. We all grew up together, and weren't very welcoming to anyone to tried to join our group. Girls loved the guys, and hated me, because I was always with the guys.

Yeah, I was the hot bitch that hung out with ‘em, and had them wrapped around my little finger. Of course, there was one that was even more so.

Embry…

I felt a tear slide down my cheek at the name of my lost love. This ranch was all his idea, his goal, his dream. It took us forever to find a ranch he liked, but once he saw this one, it was like love at first site.

That same day we went to the bank and filled out the paper work. Within a month, we owned a ranch and moved all the horses and cattle over from his dads’ small farm.


Everything was going great, or so I thought. We hired all of our friends and built small houses on the property for them to live in. We hired Leah as our vet, who quickly fell in love with Jake. Leah and I took care of the guys, always keeping up on feeding them and laundry. In some ways, it was like we were raising teenage boys on the ranch.


Almost a year after we bought the ranch, things started going downhill. Embry started pulling away from me, acting cold and never wanting to be at the ranch.


Then I woke up one morning to an empty, cold bed. I slipped out of bed and went to the kitchen,
opening windows as I went. It was gonna be a hot day for the spring, but wasn't gonna be hot enough for the air conditioner quite yet.


My bare feet hit the cool wooden floor in the kitchen and I smiled at the coolness. I was very glad we decided to take the nasty ass carpet out of here and replace it with the wood floor. Whoever would want carpet in their kitchen, well I'm pretty fucking sure they were dropped a few times as a child.


I saw no sign of Embry and figured he was out doing chores, so I went on with my morning routine; getting food out for breakfast to feed the guys and Leah, going back upstairs to change into my worn in blue jeans and a tank top, and finally making my way back downstairs to start cooking.


I had just pulled the food off the stove when my screen door made a loud banging noise.


“In here!” I yelled, knowing full well everyone would know where I was. I heard them all shuffle
inside, and finally turned around when no one said anything.


Paul and Jake looked like they might kill someone, Quil looked unsure of what to do and Leah looked like she might be ready to cry. I did a double take, noticing Embry wasn't with the group.


“What's going on? Where's Embry?” I asked, feeling my chest tighten up. My mind flashing through all the things that went wrong, from a cow taking him down while checking calves, to a car accident. “Guys!” I finally yelled when no one answered.


Leah stepped forward, handing me a piece of grain bag I hadn't seen in her hands. I had to reread the note, sure that I was misreading it.


“Bella.” Jake spoke softly. I looked up from the note, a silent tear running down my cheek. I looked back down, and read the note one more time.


There on the brown paper, it had the worst of my fears. I would know the handwriting from anywhere, but didn't want to believe what it was telling me, very simple, and to the point, where the words that shattered my life, my being. Embry left, with no promise of ever returning. He didn't want us to look for him, for we wouldn't be able to find him.


I closed my fist around the paper, listening to it tear as I did so. I turned around, ignoring the yells of my name as I walked out the front door.


I walked straight to the stalls, grabbing a halter and lead rope along the way. I opened the first stall I came to, haltering the horse and jumping on. I squeezed my legs, hanging on as the horse leapt forward, carrying me away from the house, and out to the pastures.


Everything came to focus as the horse slowed to a walk and then stopping. I looked through blurry vision to find that I was about two miles from the house. Well no wonder the horse slowed down. I slid off the sweaty horse, and sat in the grass. I looked around at what I once thought was a beautiful pasture.


I knew that everything changed. I felt a concrete wall being built around my heart. I felt my whole being harden, no longer caring.


I looked up and for the first time, noticed that I had jumped on Embry's horse, Copenhagen. I growled, pulling myself back up and headed back towards the house. I cooled down his horse once we made it back, and checked for any injuries that may have happened in my dumbass moment.


Once that was done, I made my way back to the house. Everyone was sitting at the table, looking
at nothing, but probably everything at the same time. The food sat on the counter, untouched. Two pictures hung on the wall, one of all of us as a group, and one of just Embry and me.


I felt myself stalking to the picture, I felt my hand reach up and grab the picture. I screamed while throwing it at the wall and laughing as the glass rained down on the floor. Everyone snapped their heads towards me, looking at me like I had lost my damn mind. Hell, I probably did. My eyes quickly


looked towards the door, waiting for the nice guys in white suits to push their way through, before tying my hands behind my back and carrying me off towards the white padded walls.


The image made me laugh harder, until I could barely breathe. Everyone looked too scared to even
come towards me. I let out another scream, almost wanting to cover my own ears from the shrill sound. I'm pretty sure I even heard the dogs howling outside.


I felt arms around me, and started kicking and screaming. I didn't want to be touched, I didn't want to be comforted; I just didn't want to be here.


“Bella, calm down.” I heard Jake's, soft, but commanding voice. I stopped fighting, I just went limp. I screamed and cried for what felt like hours, maybe even days. Jake carried me up to my room, and softly laid me on the bed before leaving. His arms were quickly replaced by Leah's. I laid there and cried 'til I had nothing left to cry, and Leah held be through it all. She became my rock from that day forward.


When I decided to face reality, I looked around my room. Everything reminded me of Embry. I stood up and looked at Leah, who nodded in silent agreement. I looked at my left hand, seeing the once beautiful engagement ring. It felt heavy, like all of a sudden it was what was going to help me drown in my misery. I slid it off my finger, and laid it on the dresser.


That was the last time I cried, the last time I really felt anything. Everything changed, from the colors of the barns, to the animals and even stuff throughout the house.


Our cattle herd tripled, our horses doubled, and our profits went sky high. That day, I stopped living for anything except for the ranch. I worked myself to the bone, from dawn to dusk. Of course our friends changed as well. Embry was a big part of our group, always smiling and laughing.


Alcohol became my best friend, day in and day out. If I wasn't working, I was drinking.


I became angry with everything around me. When I did go out, I always got into fights. Finally my friends stopped inviting me to go.


In some ways we grew closer as a group. All of us felt the betrayal of Embry just up and leaving, with no explanation of what was going on. I suppose some people think we blamed each other, but in the group, we all knew there was nothing we could have done. Embry made up his mind, he was a big boy.


Our lives went on. We all became crazy, always drinking at night around a huge ass fire. We kept to ourselves, shutting out the world. It just felt safer that way.


Six months after he left, the only trace of Embry that was left, was the pain we each felt. Drinking dulled the pain, passing out only brought the nightmares. The next morning, I would wake up with puffy, swollen eyes. I'd take a shower, get dressed, add vodka to my OJ, head out the door and start my day. That was the new normal for everyone.


A year after he left, the pain was less than before, but the drinking increased instead. One night, it was raining like hell outside, so we stayed in, deciding to catch up on the outside world. Of course Quil and Paul wanted to watch the PBR, and they won. We were sitting there watching when all of a sudden my vision went red.


I rubbed my eyes, just to make sure I had read the fucking screen correctly. I wasn't sure if I was happy, or extremely pissed off.


I felt the red hot pain rush through my arm, and the cracking of the wall at the same time I heard the TV announcer start talking again.


“Next, we have a young man from Oklahoma. Now ladies and gentlemen, this young man grew up in a
small town called Sweet Water, down in Texas. He broke into the bull riding at an older age, but that hasn't stopped this twenty-four year old. Embry Call is ranked within the top twenty riders and working his way up.”


“That fucking prick! That's what he left me for!” I screamed. I couldn't believe it. I walked over to the TV, giving it one hell of a kick and smiled as it came crashing to the floor.


“If only that was your fucking face dickhead.”


We didn't watch TV after that, not that there was one to watch. And once again, life went on.

I pulled myself to the present when Copenhagen nickered at me. Yeah, everything that reminded me of Embry was gone, but I just couldn't bring myself to sell Copenhagen. I smiled and placed myself in the stirrup. I laughed a little at myself, as I started sliding off the other side. I guess the alcohol didn't quite work its way out from last night.

I clicked at Copenhagen and headed towards the house. I handed my horse off to Quil and went to grab a fresh horse. Yes, since Embry left, Copenhagen became mine bitches.

I grabbed the fresh horse and met Paul at the fences.

“Ready to check the herd on the north side?” I asked him.

“Lead the way.”

I quickly nudged Sunny forward, loping the short distance to the north side. It took us a couple hours to make sure all the calves were matched up and we weren't missing any pairs. Once that was finished, we made our way back towards the house. The closer we got, the more yelling I heard.

Paul and I looked towards each other before taking off running towards the house. I wasn't ready for the site that I rode upon.

Quil was screaming at someone that had their back towards us and holding his right hand. I have never known Quil to raise his voice, let alone fucking punch someone. This guy must have really pissed Quil off.

“Fuck Quil!” I knew that voice. I flew off my horse, running up and shoving the guy.

“Be happy he fucking punched you first!” I screamed. Embry turned around looking at me, shocked.

“Bella?”

“No! You don't get to say my name! You don't get to come in here acting like nothing happened! Three years. Three fucking years you put my life through hell! You just up and left, no good bye, no reason why, nothing!” I pushed my way past him, only for him to grab my left arm. “Let go.” I stated calmly.

“No, we need to talk.”

I felt my muscle twitch and tense, before it sprung forward and clocked Embry in the jaw. “No, we really don't. Now get off my property!” I ran to the house, up to my room and grabbed my swimming suit. I stumbled and tripped myself a couple times between stripping and getting my bikini on.

I grabbed a towel and my straw hat on my way out, and went back outside. No one could be seen, so I made my way to the barn, and grabbed Copenhagen. I haltered him, placed my towel on his back and jumped on.

We made our way to the lake at an easy trot. I enjoyed the easy pace Copenhagen was going, and didn't need to guild him. I'm sure I would have run us into a tree with the shit-storm going on in my head right now.

Once we got there, I sat up and pulled my towel out from under me, throwing it on the ground before nudging Copenhagen towards the water. He saw the lake, and all but ran into the water. I laughed and hung on to his mane as he played in the water.

After about fifteen minutes, I pulled him out and led him towards the grass. I threw the rope across his back, and left him to graze.

I made my way back towards the water and slowly walked deeper into the water. I was enjoying myself when I heard Copenhagen whinny. I looked up to see Embry standing there, petting him. I started marching towards him, easier said than done in water, and got close enough to him that I could hit him again. My right hand twitched in anticipation.

“You have some fucking balls to show up here!”

“Bella, please just listen.” I looked at him like he was crazy.

“I have to reason to listen to you. No fucking reason to even talk to you! Leave.”

“No.”

“No?” I tightened my arm and raised it, but he caught it.

“Ok I get it! I get that I fucked up, and I get that you feel the need to punch me. Fuck! I want to punch myself.” He said calmly.

He closed his hand around mine. The warmth from his hand felt like it was melting the ice that formed around my heart, around my soul. I lost it. I broke down crying, screaming and yelling like an insane person.

“I hate you!”

He pulled me towards him, wrapping his warm arms around me. I melted into him, missing everything about him. I missed his woodsy smell, his warmth, his strength. I shoved towards him. I moved on with my life!

“I hate you!” I screamed again. He held on tighter, kissing my forehead, cheeks, and everywhere he could reach. My body gave up, going limp against him. I heard him grunt as he supported all of my weight.

He slowly lowered us to the ground and pulled me to his side. I curled against him, my lips meeting his side. I whimpered when he trailed his hand down my back. Goose bumps broke out all over my body, but not because I was cold. It was from the need of wanting Embry.

“I missed you.” He whispered against my ear. His hand landed on my hip, massing it. I could feel his want, his need going harder then steel against my stomach. I ran my hand under his shirt, needing to feel him. As my hand rose up, so did his shirt.

I quickly made him lift up to take his shirt off. As he pulled his shirt off, I smashed my lips to his. I waited three years to just touch him again. Even if he left me again, I wanted to remember this one last time. I knew it would hurt in the morning, but that's what alcohols for, right?

I moaned into his mouth when his hand hit my hot center. He quickly untied the side of my bikini
bottoms, and started rubbing my center. His fingers felt the same as I always remembered them, yet a million times better.

I rolled us so he was under me, and moved my hips in a slow motion, grinding myself on him, seeking out the friction I desperately wanted.

I couldn't take it any longer, and ran my hands down his well fitted chest, down to his jeans. I made quick work of undoing the button, and moving the zipper down. I moaned when he raised his hips up and shimmed his jeans down. I almost came when I noticed he wasn't wearing underwear.

I felt myself getting even more wet for him and wanted to cry out loud when I felt his pre-cum mix with my wetness.

“I still hate you.” I ground out, slamming myself down onto his dick. I felt a tear escape, and my body trying to adjust to his size.

“Fuck baby! You’re so warm.... and tight.... and oh my fuck!” He took the words right out of my
mouth. I moved my body against him, faster and harder. And the faster and harder I went, the more pissed off I got. He left me!

“You left me.” I ground out. He lifted his hips, the sound of skin slapping skin loud and clear.

“I was protecting you.”

“I'm a big fucking girl; I can take care of myself.” I yelled.

“That I can tell.” I knew he was remembering when I punched him. I couldn't help the smirk that

worked its way onto my face. It went as fast as it came. I felt the coil build up in my stomach, and gasped. I haven't felt that in three years.

I saw stars as the coil exploded in my stomach, the muscles in my body tensing. Embry took a
shuddered breath, before going still. I laid across Embry, completely spent.

Embry rolled us over so he was hovering above me, staying connected the whole time. I was shocked when I felt him hardening again. I slowly rocked my hips against him, well ready for round two.

“Bella, I love you. I left to protect you. Edward Cullen, he threatened to kill you if I didn't listen to him. I just couldn't risk your life. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever had to do. It killed me, every single fucking day.”

I had heard of Edward Cullen. He was a high roller, throwing money here and there. He was into drugs, and wasn't afraid to get blood on his hands. “Why didn't you go to the police? Sam would have helped you.” I whispered.

“Sam is a partner with Edward; it would have done me no good. It would have put you in more risk, and I just couldn't chance it. I'm so sorry baby.”

I pulled him to me, hanging onto him for dear life. I was afraid that if I let him go, he'd float away and never return. Embry made love to me, whispering how much he loved me and never wanted to leave me, and he would never do it again.

After a while, we got dressed again. I smiled as he grabbed Copenhagen, swinging himself up. He
grabbed my hand, pulling me up behind him. I snuggled into his back, never wanted to let go. We made our way back towards the house, quietly talking to each other.

Not all was forgotten, but it was a good start. Tomorrow was still a question hanging in the air, but together we could make it.

Because my cowboy was taking me away from the pain.

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