twenty four

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❛ cluttered closets and artificial apple pie. ❜

𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

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𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. So anxious in fact, she took a shot of Tito's Vodka she found in Jay's office to calm her nerves. Only to immediately spit it out once the liquid hit her mouth.

Kim couldn't help but giggle at the sight of the girl with her head now under the kitchen sink, spitting wildly into it to get rid of the nasty taste of alcohol. It was the day after the girl's vicious hangover and the afternoon when she was due to meet Embry's mother.

"That wasn't one of my greatest ideas," Mia mumbled as she turned to face the other teen she had invited over in a frenzy as she didn't know what to wear. She had slept funny, which meant her hair was stuck up at the back in the one place she couldn't reach, and she knew she needed a distraction or else her thoughts would spiral into negative ones.

Inviting the new imprintee of the pack over to the Kahele household was a quick decision. The two girls had constantly been texting since Kim was introduced to the group, and when she needed advice on what outfit to wear, she was quick to call the only other teen girl she seemed to be friends with, who wasn't in love with a blood-sucking vampire.

"So, who is this mysterious boy whose mom your meeting? Anyone I would know..." Kim asked once the other girl had calmed down from the vodka shock and pulled them into her bedroom, leaving her dramatics downstairs.

Mia decided to ignore the question from the girl who now sat comfortably—and instead, delved into her closet in hopes of finding something cute yet respectable to wear to the family dinner. But it seemed like nothing was good enough as she began to throw outfit after outfit onto her bed, which soon ended up in a big pile on the other brunette's lap.

"Ok, this whole thing you're doing? I'm gonna need you to stop. I think there's a coat hanger up my ass." Kim couldn't help but laugh at the girl's horrified expression once she realised what she had done to her new friend.

Mia flopped down beside the girl once she had pushed her clothes to the floor, mentally telling herself she would pick them up later. Huffing loudly, she turned to face Kim before opening her mouth and exposing yet another person to the revelation.

"The boy, it's Embry. He's - I'm, I'm his imprint."

There was a pause of silence between the two. Then, only a few beats of nothingness before a loud squealing made its way out of Kim's tall frame. The noise was almost deafening but was soon followed by a plethora of questions ranging from how they met, to if they've done 'it' yet, to why no one ever spoke about it.

"Hardly anyone knows. It happened a few months ago. I was just so frightened that Sam and Jay would freak out, so we - I - decided not to tell them. But there's just something about him, and these days, I find myself wondering if I made the right decision." Mia replied once the other girl had calmed down massively. The thought of telling the rest of her pack had lay heavy on her mind for the last couple of days as she didn't entirely remember why they didn't tell anyone in the first place, as she knew it wasn't Embry as he had given her that privilege of accepting the bond or not openly.

Kim opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish at the revelation as she genuinely didn't know how the girl felt as she and Jared's relationship was so simple. She had no overbearing big brother roles or haunting pasts, and she truly felt sorry for the girl. Something which seemed to have shown on her face as Mia quickly grabbed a pillow and covered her face as she didn't want to see her friend's expression of pity.

"...Please stop looking at me like that." The girl mumbled, still smothering herself.

"Like what?" Kim replied, trying to sound as innocent as possible and relax her face so it didn't show her true emotions.

"All... soft n' crap... It's freaking me out."

The teen couldn't help but giggle and sigh simultaneously due to the Kahele teen's comment before quickly grabbing the pillow from her hands and pulling her up from where she still lay. Mia let the girl do all this without protest and soon looked at her through the vanity mirror she now sat ahead of.

"You can keep on pretending; your secrets safe with me - forever. But I'll be brutal here. You'll never be happy, not truly, and you deserve to be, both of you... So anyway, let's get that crow's nest sorted on your head so you can meet Mama Call!"

Smiles made their way to both teens' faces. Delving straight back into gossiping about the boys and anything and everything whilst the girl got ready. Mia was glad she had found a new friend with Jared's imprint, and was even more fond of the girl once she had perfected her hair and even lent her a cute jacket to match her summer dress.

With a final sweep of some lipgloss and spitz of perfume, the girl was ready. She had never had to meet a parent for the first time, not someone romantically linked anyway. But with one last confidence boost from Kim after they had taken many selfies on her small camera, she was soon exiting her car and making her way up the porch steps.

With a slightly shaky hand, she knocked upon the front door's cold hardwood. Smothering her dress down once more, she waited patiently for someone to answer, only having to wait a couple of seconds before her imprint was in her eyesight.

Embry's eyes shone with love at the sight of the girl. And was rapid at pulling her into the warmth of his home, taking her jacket and smiling at her with his pearly teeth. Mia could only grin back, going to thank the boy; however, the appearance of Tiffany Call soon cut her off.

She had the exact same complexion as her son. Matching hair and eye colour. Mia could see the slight stress lines which adorned her forehead, but it was soon overpowered by the bright smile she gave the girl. Something which made nerves bubble up in Mia's stomach, so she was quick to speak up in hopes of hiding how she felt.

"I brought Apple Pie, store-bought, not homemade. I once nearly burnt down the kitchen boiling water, so I'm not allowed in there much anymore. But, um, Embry mentioned that it was your favourite." The teen almost squeaked out once she realised she had been rambling again. But instead of looking confused at the girl, she was pulled into a large hug by the older woman, who only giggled slightly before mouthing to her son.

"She's the one."


























o. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬.

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