Broken Howl (Twilight)

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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

The day of love, affection-and probably the day when the most babies are conceived-Valentines day.

Everyone was kissing their partners and if they didn't have a lover they would probably take this holiday as a chance to confess. Sam had made Emily breakfast and they exchanged sappy gifts as I sat shoving my face full of pancakes. Everyone in the packs thoughts made me want to break down in fits of rage all well crying. I was angry-not at them-but more the holiday. It seemed like all everyone wanted to do was rub it in every single persons face that they're fucking someone-and if they're not fucking their sucking each other's faces off every second.

I was forced to endure the romance of other people for 6 hours before heading home to more romance. Emily and Sam invited Jared and his imprintee, Kim, to dinner as well as Paul and Rachel. I'd have to admit I was excited to see Rachel again-even if I saw her 2 weeks ago. Emily excused me from cooking duties so I could at least try and get a hold of Jasper. The phone rang for what felt like forever before Jaspers voice came through.

I got excited and instantly began talking before I realized I went through to his voicemail. I rolled my eyes and hung up. I threw my phone onto my bed as I beat myself up for feeling so upset, he was probably hunting. I wiped my eyes clear of any tears that escaped their prison before leaving the safety of my room. Emily or Sam didn't bother asking what was wrong, it was obvious.

"I'm sure he'll call back later." I gave the two a smile to reassure them if my words didn't do their job.

They just nodded and I went back to cutting potatoes into small wedges. Sam left to grill the steak outside as our guests arrived. I hugged Kim and Rachel before turning to the boys. I grabbed each of them in headlocks as I teased them. I was a lot stronger than them.

"Look at you two all dressed up like gentlemen!"

"And you're still dressed like a moody teen." Jared pushed my head to the side as I let him and Paul go.

"That's because I am, therefore I'm allowed to wear joggers and sweaters." Sarah grabbed my arm and began looking me over.

"Have you been eating?" I rolled my eyes and pushed Rachel's hands away from my waist.

"Yes, I have a black hole for a stomach." I grabbed the plate of asparagus from Emily and walked out to the barbecue.

"They bugging you about your eating habits?"

"Yeah, guess the eye bags are coming back. Though Rachel seemed pretty interested in the size of my waist." I rolled my eyes as I dumped the asparagus into the 11" x 50" aluminum pan.

"She'll forget about it after she sees you eat dinner." I nodded as I poured a little olive oil into the pan along with the small bowl of herbs and spices Emily told me to put in.

"I hope so."

I curled my legs under me as I listen to the conversation around me as we ate dinner. I didn't know the specifics of the conversation but I knew enough to follow along. I blanked out a lot, thinking about why Jasper hadn't called me. Jared, Sam, and Paul kept looking over at me as I blankly stabbed my slice of cake that had been handed out for dessert. I didn't stick around after food the was done.

I never did get that phone call from Jasper.