Imprint on the Leech Lover (discontinued)

Chapter 4*

 We entered his place, a semi decent looking apartment; which wasn't even locked. He seemed proud of his little living space.

"You can sleep in my bed; I'll crash on the couch." Paul said quietly, almost awkwardly.

"Don't worry about it, I can take the couch. It's your apartment, your bed after all." I told him, not looking at him.

"No, you're sick. You'll take my bed." It was final; I couldn't bring myself to argue. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I'm just tired." I was caught off guard by his niceness. Paul can be kind?

"Here," he walked passed me, taking my wrist gently, "lay down." He ushered me onto his bed. "You need to cover up. You'll sweat this bug away." He smirked.

I laughed. "Please tell me you did not just say that. You sound like my grandma. Next you'll be saying some nonsense about chicken soup."

"Is that what you think?” He laughed with me. "Just sleep; sleeping'll make you better as well."

I smiled. "Okay grandma, I'll go to bed now. Keep your teeth in." I laid down, pulling the covers with me.

Paul just shook his head, smiling, "I'll be in the next."

"Yeah, yeah. Holler if I need you. I will be fine. I don't need you Paul, I shouldn't be here." I wished I could take the words back the moment they left my lips. I grimaced, regretted it. "I-"

"I get it! But it doesn't change a damn thing Bella. You are staying here, now sleep!" He yelled at me, he ordered. And yet again I didn't argue, I couldn't argue. "Shut the hell up and go to sleep Bella. Shut up!"

He walked out of the room, not allowing me to say a thing. He would've slammed the door if his bedroom had one; instead he hit the wall with his fist. I listened to him grumble and throw things around, I felt so guilty and couldn't even apologize. Paul was angry, but I felt like it was beyond that. He was hurt and I caused it. I felt bad; I felt horrible. Eventually, not too much longer, my tiredness overrode my guilt and I fell asleep. A restless sleep where I had realistic dreams of Michael being here, there with me and voices telling me that the True Alpha could ruin it all. Michael made me wince and cry, and the voices confused me.

(Paul's PoV)

I couldn't believe it. At first I was ecstatic; Bella was talking nicely with me. Laughing and smiling. Everything was perfect, my wolf couldn't have been happier. Than she went and ruined it by showing her true colors. She hates me and it makes me angry, me and not just the wolf. I was angry right along with my wolf.

Sometime later, long after Bella had fallen asleep, I heard her whining.

"Leave me alone! How could you be so horrible Mike?"

Confusion washed over me, who's Mike? I thought it was Kevin. She sounded so broken and hurt, ever more so than when she was mumbling about Kevin earlier. She turned to her other side and I had a clear view of her face, Bella was so pained.

"Go, all of you. I'm not listening!"

I continued to watch her as she fought with her dreams, it was easy to see that Bella was having a hard time controlling her tears. She started crying, pretty hard i must admit and I couldn’t it anymore. She calmed for a few moments than her cries became loud and uncontrolled, I sat by her carefully, my hand lightly on her shoulder. Her sobbing settled and her breathing evened out. I didn't understand why her dreams were so bad; they didn't even seem to be about that bloodsucker boyfriend of hers. Nothing mattered to much longer though, her nightmares had settled and so had her tears. I got to be close to Bella, it's me who makes the dreams go away.