⚠️WARNING⚠️: THIS WILL HAVE MAJOR ANGST! IM VERY SORRY! THERE WILL BE MENTION OF SUICIDE, ABUSE, AND RAPE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Three weeks later...
Paul's POV:
We were all sitting around in Emily's living room, all except Leah, Seth, and Chase. Sam thought it would be a good idea to have the siblings have patrol together. "Guuuuys, I wasn't that dorky!" I heard Seth whine, he walked in with Chase and Leah pushing and laughing behind him. Chase is the only one who can break that shell of Leah's. "Yeah and I'm not the biggest geek of the century!" Chase laughed, Leah did too, "Seth, you were the dorkiest kid alive! Chase, remember that one time he was so drunk at that Jenna kids party that he asked our aunt out because he couldn't recognize her!" they both busted out laughing, "You said you weren't gonna bring that up!" Seth whined again, "Wait? That actually happened! I need to see that!" Quil started laughing his ass off. "K, I'm gonna go for a walk." Chase came over and kissed my forehead, "Stay safe!" I called as he walked away, he called a quick 'yep' over his shoulder as he left. For some reason I had a deep feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach...
Chase's POV:
I started walking going towards Paul and I's Meadow, it was the first place that we had admitted our feelings for each other. I kept walking, not really paying attention to my surroundings, thinking of memories of me and my imprint, our first official date, going to the ice cream parlor and then coming here to look at the stars, our first fight, ending in us being even closer, our first time, the best night of my life, and finally, the first time he told me he loved me. I went and sat under our tree, it was a large maple tree, it sat in the very middle of the meadow. I rested my head against the cool, damp bark, as it had rained the night before, listening to the birds in the trees, the wind going through the leaves, watching as the flowers seemed to dance in the wind. I got up, walking over to the little pond that sat in the meadow, when I heard it, a single twig snap. "Well, would you lookie here!" a voice that brought so much dread into my stomach called out, Caleb Troy stepped out of the trees, his short black hair moving in the wind, his piercing blue eyes staring at me with a mix of hatred and amusement. He reeked of alcohol, his two goons, Mark and Tristan stepped out with him, "Looks like 'Chase the Slut' came home! Nice bite marks, who payed to sleep with you this time?" I knew I could take him now, but my eyes widened in shock and fear, I couldn't think properly, he was advancing on me, I didn't know why but I backed up, the realization dawned on me. I was having a panic attack. I kept backing away as he kept goin forward towards me, I realized that Mark had a metal base ball bat with him, but I couldn't focus on that, I backed up more and tripped over a stick, falling backwards. "Oh come on Chasey! Surely you got more fight in ya then that!" he laughed, a sickening sound. I found it hard to breath, I stood up and turned ready to run, but I ran into someone and fell, I was cornered. Caleb smiled an evil, twisted grin, "Hold 'em boys." Mark and Tristan, the one I ran into, pinned my shoulders down, I couldn't move anything but my legs, Caleb came over with pure amusement in his eyes. He stomped down on me knee, while pulling my ankle up, I screamed out in pain as he broke my right leg. "You should know better than to run from me, Chasey." He simply said, he grabbed the bat of the ground where mark had dropped it, "Arm." Was all he said, Mark pulled my right arm out, then with a sick grin, Caleb brought the bat down with a sickening Crack, I screamed, hoping someone, anyone could here me, he punched my rib cage with so much force I spit out blood, my vision went fuzzy, I couldn't breath, the last thing I saw before passing out, was what looked to me like an angle with an angry face. Paul...
Paul's POV:
I had a weird feeling in my stomach, than I felt a weird pain go up my leg, "Chase!" I called out, jumping out of my chair, "What?" Sam looked at me confused, everyone looked at me with concern in their eyes, "Something happened to Chase! I had this weird feeling in my gut, and than this weird pain went through my leg, he's in trouble I can feel it!" Sam didn't look convinced until he saw the pure worry in my eyes, "Jacob, Jared, Embry, let's go." I got up and ran, them right on my heels, I new exactly where he was, I phased as soon as I hit the Forest, the guys hot on my tail. I ran to the meadow, I heard a loud scream, Chase. I ran as fast as I could phasing and changing quickly, I ran the rest of the way, "Paul slow down!" I knew they where having trouble keeping up with me but I didn't care. I broke in to the meadow, seeing Caleb and his goons surrounding my Chase, I ripped Caleb back, letting an unearthly growl out, his eyes went wide and him and his goons ran. I was shaking violently, until Jacob put his hand on my shoulder, "Paul, your imprint needs you." I instantly calmed down and went over to where Chase was laying on the group, his leg was broken, his arm was bending at an odd angle, and his pulse was slow, I could tell he was having a difficult time breathing. His eyes were rolled back into his head, and he was twitching, I started crying uncontrollably, "Carlisle and Edward are on there way." Sam put a hand on my shoulder, none of them had ever seen my cry, I had Chase's head in my lap, "Your gonna be ok, your gonna be ok, just keep breathing and hang in there." I kept chanting over and over again, not knowing if he could hear me. I felt a cold hand on my shoulder and I involuntarily growled, "It's ok, I'm hear to help." Carlisle voice rang out, I nodded my head, slowly standing up going over to Leah who had just arrived, she held me, knowing I was broken seeing her brother like that. "Edward? What's going on in his brain?" Carlisle asked his adopted son, "Some parts of his brain are going into hyper drive, he didn't fight because he was having a panic attack." he nodded his head, he touched Chase's leg, "AHHHH!!" he screamed out in pain, I winced hard and started to cry harder. "His leg and arm are broken, two of his ribs are broken, and one is cracked, his rib pierced his lung, and they damaged his nervous system, that's why he's twitching. His bones are setting wrong, I'm going to have to re-break them, and I'll have to stitch his lung up so he can breath. Who house is the closest?" I couldn't respond, I felt frozen. My imprint was in pain and I couldn't help. "Paul's house is, we'll carry him there." Leah replied to a question I didn't even hear. "God it's what happened to me all over again." Jake said, they all picked him up, he screamed in pain at the sudden movement, he became conscious again, "AHHHHH!! IT HURTS! MAKE IT STOP!" he kept screaming, tears forming in his eyes. I just stood there, knowing I couldn't do anything. Edward held my arm, steering me to my house...
Third Person POV:
Paul sat in his living room, with the rest of the pack, Edward, and Chase's mom, Sue. Carlisle re-broke every bone that was broken of Chase's, and every time Chase would scream louder. He became unconscious again after they got to the house, the pain to much to handle. "AHHHHHHHH!! PAUL! AHHH!" he kept screaming Paul's name over and over again, while Paul sat in the corner, knees in his chest, rocking back and forth, crying hard and wincing every time Chase screamed. The pack was terrified, they had never seen him like this, hell they had never even seen him cry! Carlisle came out of the room, all you could here from that room were groans of pain. "He should be fine, I stitched up his lung, and re-positioned his bones." He looked to Paul, "He's um, asking for you but, I should warn you, his brain is pulling back bad memories, he's recalling horrible past events and having nightmares. Don't try to wake him no matter how bad they get, it could effect his brain." With that the doctor and his son walked away...
Chase's POV:
I was sitting on the bed, not being able to move. Caleb came home, angry because he thought I was flirting with another guy. He forced himself onto me, "Your Mine! You ever pull that shit again you whore and I'll kill you!" He left me broken and in tears on the bed, I wish I could just die, so I wouldn't feel the pain anymore. No one would care if I did...
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I was in the kitchen, I heard the door slam and I accidentally dropped a plate, "You stupid bitch! You can't do anything right can you! No wonder nobody could fucking love you! Your just a stupid slut! Why don't you do everyone a favor and kill yourself! Clean up the plate." he screamed in my ear, I picked up the broken glass and went to the bathroom. "He's right." I said into the mirror, "Nobody could love me. I'm to broken, to useless, I'm so fucking stupid! I can't do anything right! Maybe I should just end it..." I lifted up the shard of glass to my skin, pressing the edge to the inner of my wrist, dragging it along my skin. I hissed at the pain, I felt the blood run down before I saw it, cursing myself for being so stupid. My phone started ringing, I picked it up, "Emily?" I was starting to lose focus from blood loss, "Chase? Are you ok? You seem out of it?" I shuddered, feeling very cold all of a sudden, "yeah, I'm fi.." I never finished that sentence before I passed out from blood loss, hitting the floor with a loud thud...
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"IM LEAVING! I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE! YOU BEING DRUNK ALL THE TIME!" I shouted at him, he came home with half a bottle of whiskey in his hand, reeking of alcohol, "Oh come on bebe! I fine!" he said, his words slurring together, I rolled my eyes and scoffed, starting to walk away, he grabbed my wrist and spun me around, "You don't walk away from me bitch!" he smashed the bottle on the counter, and brought it up to my face, he slashed it over my right eye, digging it in, I screamed while he laughed at me. I shoved him hard into the hot stove, he burned his forearm hissing from the pain while I ran. I knocked frantically on the front door, hoping she was home, she opened the door, "Oh my god Chase? What happened!?" I looked at her swaying a little, "is Sam home?" She shook her head and I came in, collapsing into her arms, "call an ambulance." I said before passing out... I woke up in a hospital room, bandages over my right eye, Emily sitting next to me, "Where is everyone? I heard their voices." I asked groggily, "They went to go get food, Chase what happened?" She asked me clearly worried. "Only if you promise not to tell anyone." She nodded, so I told her...
I opened my eyes jousting awake, "Ah, fuck that hurt!" I exclaimed, clutching my arm while laying back down, "Chase?" I turned towards the angelic voice, smiling I little at him. "Hey." I whispered, "hey." He whispered back, tears falling from his eyes, my hand in his. I moved my hand from his grasp to his face, wiping the tears that were there, "Hey, hey, why are you crying?" I asked, him looking into his regret filled eyes, "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let you go." Unbelievable! Of course he would find a way to pin this on himself! "Hey! This is not your fault! Plus, this is how I have fun. Nah I'm joking that would be a real shity way to have fun." I laughed, instantly regretting it when I winced in pain. "I-I'm so sorry, baby. I wish I got there sooner I ju-" I used all the strength I had and pulled him to me, silencing him with my lips, breaking away, "Paul Anderson Lahote, don't you dare blame yourself! I love you to damn much to let you blame yourself for something that was in no way your fault!" his eyes widened, I have never used his middle name on him, "Well then, Chase William Clearwater, tell me why you were whimpering and holding your scar in your sleep?" He said with more concern that I thought possible, I then heard breathing outside the door, "Well if I'm gonna do that then the rest should probably be here, you can come In now!" the whole pack entered, including my mom, with their heads hanging in embarrassment and shame, Emily came over and sat next to me, one arm on my shoulder knowing how this made me feel, "But I'll only tell you on one condition, I don't want to be pitied, or looked at differently. I'm still the same Chase that could kick your ass in a heartbeat." I heard several chuckles, then everyone agreed, "Well, um, as you all know, I dated Caleb Troy before I left." there were several growls, and Paul snarled at his name, "So uh, one night he came home, d-drunk as always." I couldn't continue, a single tear fell down my cheek, I looked at Em, "C-can you continue p-please?" I asked in a whisper I knew everyone but my mom could hear, she squeezed my shoulder and nodded, I let a few more tears fall. "Caleb was drunk as Chase said, he had a bottle of whiskey and was out of it, Chase told him that he was leaving, he couldn't handle the stress and bullshit Caleb put him through, so he begged him to stay, but Chase wouldn't listen, he turned around and tried to walk away, but Caleb was faster, he grabbed his wrist and spun him around telling him 'You don't walk away from me bitch!' and he smashed the end of the bottle and smacked Chase with it, then dug it into his eye, that's why when he closes it it looks like there's weird freckles on the back of his lid. Anyway, he stumbled up to my doorstep when Sam was out on pack business, with broken glass in his eye, he told me not to tell anyone, so we made up the story that he ran into that glass door." when she was finished everyone looked stunned, I was silently crying, which was odd to them, I could tell. "Chasey, I haven't seen you cry since you were six and scraped your knee." My mom whispered, knowing I could hear her, I gave her a tight smile, then the whole pack was swarming me in a giant group hug, everyone pulled away except Sethy and LeeLee, "Why didn't you tell us? We could have helped." they we're both sitting on either side of me, with their own tears in their eyes, "I'm sorry Sethy, LeeLee. I didn't want to feel like a burden. I was scared. I let the things he said get to me." they both nodded their heads, I looked to Paul, he was violently shaking, "Paul, baby, look at me?" I put my hand on his face making him look at me, "I should kill him for what he did to you. Nobody should hurt you like that. D-did, he uh, hurt you, in o-other ways?" he wouldn't look me in the eyes at the last part, everyone got up and left, knowing this should be a private conversation, I slowly nodded my head yes, he was now shaking so bad that you could feel the anger radiating off of him, "Pauly please! S-stay with me? I-I don't want you to leave. P-please." I begged him, trying to stop him from doing something he'll regret. He nodded his head, his expression softening. He crawled into the bed with me carefully on my left so he wouldn't hurt my right, laying his head on my chest (I know shocking), wrapping his arm over my torso, mine around his shoulders. "I love you, Paul Anderson Lahote." I told him, "I love you too, Chase William Clearwater." He replied. And with that, we drifted off to sleep...
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Authors Note(word count 3011): whoo guys, that was intense. I'm sorry for the angst, but we will get our revenge on Caleb soon, trust me. And don't worry, the next chapter will have lots of fluff, and maybe even some smut 😉, to make up for it.
Chase: Why does the most intelligent man on earth have to suffer! Seriously what did I ever do to you!
Me: idk I just like being a mean author, deal with it. By the way, Paul will be meeting Spike veeeery soon.
Chase: Noooooo! Do not introduce my soulmate to that nut job!
Paul: Who the hell is Spike?
Me: You'll find out soon enough... anyhoo I love you guys all so much so go slay a demon and stay angelic, byeeeeeee!