Indignation - Paul Lahote

Chapter Two

Elizabeth's POV

On that day I had learned that my mom died, my dad was going to be stuck in a wheel chair for a couple moths, due to two broken legs. I had a broken arm, leg and collar bone.

I was in a wheel chair for a while with the breaks. I wasn't at school for an entire month. Paul's mom took care of us though. Dad had to stay in the hospital for 3 months, so Eve took care of us.

When I eventually got back to school, the other kids looked at me like a freak, and with pity. Paul was my only friend that never had pity for me. He was the only one to actually ask how I was and care.

Jacob go off and hang out with Embry and Quil while Paul would always be right there, beside me.

Now, we are starting our first day at High School. I was absolutely terrified. Paul promised he would be right beside me, the whole time. Him, Jacob and my Dad all have super long black hair, they let me braid it all the time. Quil has basically what would be a nice quiff if he put styling gel in, and Embry had a nice haircut, like Sam from that show supernatural. He too would let me do his hair, but only if it was a hot day. So it didn't happen much.

Dad, had gotten out of his wheel chair a while after me, now, a couple years later his diabetes caused him to be in the wheel chair again, this time permanently. Rachel and Rebecca skipped out on us a while ago. Rebecca had gotten married to a man I've never met and moved to Hawaii, last I heard, she had a couple kids. Rachel headed off to Washington State College. Neither have came back to visit. They never really were my sisters anyway, that's okay. I have the boys.

Paul is sitting on the couch with Jacob, Dad, and I am sitting on the floor between Paul's legs, my back leaning against the front of the couch. We are waiting for Quil and Embry to get here, in order to look at the 10 first day pictures.

Our group of friends hasn't changed at all since the Senior Kindergarten picture. Paul learned how to braid and do other things to my hair, considering this was a pass time of mine after mom died. My sisters never really wanted anything to do with me even before that, so I considered myself one of the guys instead of the girls.

Anyway, the feeling of Paul's fingers scraping gently along my scalp, gathering my hair is relaxing. I have really long black hair, probably past my hips now. It is almost always in a bun, braid or tied in a pony. My very favorite though, has to be the braid I always have in on the first day of school.

A couple minutes later, I feel the tugging stop, "Elastic," Paul simply says, putting one of his hands palm up on my shoulder. I reach up and give him the little rubber band. The tugging is back. The he whips me in the face with the end of my braid. "All done he says." I laugh.

"You're a dork nozzle." I say, reaching over and scratching him right beneath his knee, his most ticklish spot. He starts to convulse, trying to draw his knees closer to himself, squishing me. He goes after my neck, my weak spot. Let me just tell you, I HATED when people touched my neck, I am so ticklish there. I even squirm when the dentist and doctors check my saliva glands and thyroid.

I try to get away, but it's inevitable, he knows me too well. I beg for mercy, basically twisting like a crocodile drowning its prey underwater, trying to get way from him, he just tickles me faster and harder. I push my shoulders up in defense, trying to squish his hands and hurt them. By this point the room is buzzing with laughter.

Paul leans forward, and we fall to the ground. I try to kick free but, it is futile. Paul pins me and continues his tickle assault on my neck. Tears are pouring down my face, I gather my breath as best I can.

"Okay!!" I shout, "Okay!! You Win!!" I shout at him. He ceases the attack. He sits, still holding my legs down, sitting on top of my hips, leaning forward to pin my arms with his elbows. "Please get off of me, you weigh a ton!!" I yell.

He chuckles. "Not unless you say Paul is the bestest" He boasts grinning like the Cheshire cat. His forehead is now flush against mine, as I try to look away. "A-ah darling, look into my eyes and say Paul is the bestest." He looks into my eyes, me meeting his dejectedly.

"Paul is now and forever the leastest bestest!" I yell in his face. He laughs, and despite not saying the crap he wanted me to, he lets me up and helps me.

"Dude, you owe me 20 bucks!" Embry calls. He and Quil placing bets on who wins what, as per usual.

I roll my eyes as I sit back down beside Jacob, Paul sits in the empty spot beside me. He puts his arm around the couch right behind my head, hand resting on my shoulder.

Cuddles is another thing me and all the boys love. I'll sit beside any of the four and lay my head on their shoulder, an arm around their stomach, they will have their arm around my shoulder, their other arm doing the thing they were doing before I bugged them.

I snuggle into Paul's side, bringing my feet up onto Jacob's lap. He groans. "Why did you put your feet on me!" Jacob complains.

I look at him. "Because, you are the bestest brother ever." My dad laughs.

Jacob glares at him.

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Paul's mom came and dropped us off at school. Freshman year, ick.

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Paul was in every one of my classes, we sat together in every one too. A couple months later a girl named Bella, Chief Swan's daughter came to live with her dad in forks. Jacob had a crush on her basically since we could walk, but she never paid him any mind. She started dating Edward Cullen, the palest of the pale faces.

Jacob keeps having his heart broken by the girl he loves. Her and her boyfriend broke up and she left her dad. Heading back to Phoenix with her mom. Edward apparently followed her there, he just happens to be there when Bella fell.

Bella came back to Forks, Jacob went to her prom to spend time with her. He came home grumpy and wouldn't tell me what happened, so instead I braided his hair to distract him.

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Sophomore year came around and we found our selves sitting around the same pictures, except one more added to the mix, Freshmen years. Paul was seated behind me braiding my hair. I was on the floor like last year. It is a little different this year though, instead of a parent driving us to the school, Paul has his license so he will be driving us in his truck.

Paul has also grown quite a bit, or as the elders say, he is filling out, becoming the man he is destined to be. When they told us that at a bonfire I laughed my head off because there is noway that I can perceive Paul as a man. He got really angry and offended that I would laugh at something that serious to him.

He didn't talk to me for a week. Which is the longest I have been away fro him. He came back and got to his knees begging me to forgive him. Which I did, happily.

Paul and I traded places and I braided his long black hair. Last year he made the football team, and he has been practicing all summer. He is also on the baseball team, and basketball team. He also goes to the gym, we go together sometimes, I like punching some bags, and sometimes other people. Although Paul isn't so fond of me doing the latter. He is always afraid I will get hurt, like he does on a daily basis.

A couple months into Sophomore year Bella's boyfriend, the Cullen left her. She was lost in the woods. Charlie called Dad, and asked us if we could help look. Me, Dad and Jake headed over to help. She was found late at night by the lost boy himself. Sam Uley.

He had dropped everything and left for 2 or 3 weeks a couple months ago. He broke things off with his fiancee, Leah, after he came back. He chopped all his hair off, and grew a couple a foot overnight it seemed. Now it seems the same thing is happening to Paul. His muscles are getting bigger, he is growing really fast, and he gets angrier faster.

The thought of me and Paul no longer talking is making me super depressed, he is the bane of my existence. From Rachel and Rebecca ignoring me my entire life to my mom dying, then Jacob ignoring me. It would be like losing three of the four limbs. I love him.