ACT I ▬▬▬▬ lived to tell the tale
HAILEYS FIST SLAMMED AGAINST THE LAHOTE HOUSEHOLD DOOR. Her movements were frantic as she tried to get a glimpse through the blinds."Paul answer the door please!" She pleaded, her fist relentlessly hitting against the wood.
The door swung open. Paul looked at the girl with dark circles under his eyes. He had grown at least seven inches and had accumulated even more muscle around his body.
"What Hailey" he snapped, his eyes swirling around.
"Where have you been, Paul! I've been calling and texting for weeks!" The girl cried, tears welling in her eyes. Why wouldn't he look at her?
Paul sighed, "and you didn't take the hint?" He snapped.
Hailey stepped back. "What?" She asked, her voice cracking.
Paul scoffed and shook his head. "Your pathetic Hailey. I'm bored, don't you get that?" He stated with an exasperated breath.
"Stop it" she murmured, her eyes casted to her feet.
"Don't you get it?" He snapped, "it was never just you Hailey. All those rumours, they're true and I think it's best if you gain a bit of self respect and just leave."
Hailey looked at Paul, who was still avoiding the look on her face. "Fuck you."
Tears streamed down her face as she walked away from the house. Her hand came to clasp against her mouth attempt to hold in the gut wrenching sobs that escaped her.
How could he.
Paul watched as Hailey walked away. He shut the door and leaned against it, tears built in his eyes and he shook profusely before slamming his fist into the wall nearest. A hole resided from his fist, a large one.
His body shook as he made his way through the small house and out the back door.
He walked straight towards the tree line before shifting into the large wolf. He didn't remember how far he ran, just that he trailed the border of Canada for hours at a time. Only did he return when Sam sent Jared to bring him home.
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Paul never forgot about that day.
You know when you stay up at night reminiscing on that one time you said 'you too' to a waiter when they tell you to enjoy your food? That was Paul's version.
The boy would never be able to erase the heartbroken sobs that Hailey let out as she walked away from him. When he let her walk away from him and now, since the imprint he regretted it more than ever. If he just had to courage to look her in the eye none of this would've happened and they would've still been together, hell Paul probably would've proposed by now.
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