Another Cullen Imprintee ~Paul Lahote love story~

~Chapter 16: Connections~

*ADDISON*

"Back off! I don't need to answer anything!" I flinched as Matt shoved me away roughly and placed my hand on the locker to balance myself "what do you mean?! you were cheating on me this whole time! I deserve to know why!" I cried out as I stepped towards him.

Matt grabbed his hair frustratedly and turned on his heel to walk away from me but I was livid and hurt, a deadly combination for someone like me. I grabbed his wrist before he could walk away to stop him "I want answers dammit!" I raised my voice as anger coursed through my veins and before I could say or do anything else, Matt yanked his wrist from my grasp.

"Fuck off!" Matt yelled as I felt a sharp sting on my cheek and my head snapped to the side. I blinked slowly as my hand came up to feel the warm area, trying to comprehend what just happened.

Did he just slap me?

I turned my head to look at him and saw that his eyes were wide as he stared at his hand which he used to hit me "A-Addie, I-I-"Matt stuttered as his eyes met mine and he tried stepping closer to me but I immediately backed away "don't touch me" I shook my head as my vision blurred "don't touch me Matt, we're done" I glared at him as I smacked his hand away before he could touch me and I raced down the hallways to get to the exit of the school, passing Renesmee and Jacob on the way.

I ran out of the school, ignoring their calls before sobbing softly as I let my tears flow as I looked around the carpark.

How could he do this to me? I-I thought he loved me...

How could I have been so foolish?

I blinked in confusion as the scene changed into a beautiful meadow, flowers of all kinds sprouting from the lush green ground. I tentatively took a step forward as my eyes scanned the area, my senses on high alert as adrenaline started coursing through my veins.

"Addison"

At the sound of my name from a familiar voice, I relaxed and almost reflexively, a grin spread across my face and I jumped into the arms of the person, my legs wrapped around their waist and my hands around their neck. A warm feeling spread through my entire being as I felt nothing but protection, adoration and...love?

"I missed you so much" I said softly as I pull back to look at the person, their chocolate brown eyes with that smouldering look stared back at me as his lips curved into a boyish grin.

Paul?

But before he could say anything, his eyes widened as he let me down "what's wrong?" I asked confused as his face paled, my eyes travelled down to his stomach where blood was seeping through his shirt and I cried out in horror as he collapsed on the ground, lifeless.

I bolted upright in my bed, panting heavily as my heart raced. My hand instinctively reached up to my pendant that was ice cold and I shakily ran a hand through my hair, my eyes darting around my room as I tried to control my breathing.

What was that?

How did my dream transition from my memory to something like that? Why was Paul in my dream? Why were we acting that way?

Most importantly, why did he die?

The thought of anything happening to him made me feel sick to my stomach and I frustratedly pulled at my hair as I brought my knees up to my chest. So many questions and not even one answer...

What is my connection with Paul?

Why is that, even if I don't want to, I keep getting pulled to him?