Another Cullen Imprintee ~Paul Lahote love story~

~Chapter 28: The space between~

Helplessness is probably the worst feeling ever because it's at that point in time when you find yourself in a situation you could have never imagined, one in which you're utterly powerless by the hands of someone you used to trust and at a time, thought you loved.

Helplessness is such a feeling in which you can see your world falling apart, every important decision you made and every time you conquered your goals seeming to fade into nothing but the worst part of being a spectator in this, is that you can do nothing about it.

No.

Helplessness can only overpower you if you let it.

If you don't fight, then you'll always be the victim and once you fall prey to being a victim, nobody will ever be able to help you. Nobody will ever be able to save you until you can save yourself.

I'm not helpless, I will defend myself because I'm strong and I'm strong because I was raised by strong women who fought for everything they ever believed in and never let anyone take their pride away from them.

"Get off!" I grunted and lifted my leg up, kneeing Matt in the groin which made him double over in pain so I pushed him aside and stood up, shaking my head to ease the grogginess but even in pain, he grasped onto me roughly and yanked me down onto the bed. Matt angrily clasped my jaw between his fingers and pressed down hard but I refused to give him the sick satisfaction of seeing me in pain so I glared at him venomously, not wavering back and showing any sign of weakness.

"You little bitch" Matt seethed as he backhanded me and in a moment of delayed reflex, my head snapped to the side and I felt the skin on my cheek break due to the impact as blood started slowly flowing from the cut. Matt's fingers wrapped around my throat to pin me down and I trashed around, regaining some of my strength as I clawed at his face which only made him angrier as he tightened his grasp on my neck and started pushing the skirt of my dress up which made my eyes widen in panic.

Before Matt could put his hands on me again, the door flew off its hinges and I blinked furiously, my vision focusing on the figure stalking over towards us and throwing Matt off of me effortlessly. I scrambled onto my feet as Paul protectively pushed me behind him and into Jake who embraced me, pressing my head against his chest as I heard Matt cry out in pain and a sickening crack as Paul growled animalistically "how dare you fucking touch her?"

I struggled against Jake and turned around to see Paul holding Matt by his collar against the wall and throwing punches blindly at him whilst he started shaking.

He'll kill Matt at this rate...

"Paul, please let him go. I'm fine" I pleaded as I squirmed to release Jake's grip on me but surprisingly, Paul didn't react to my voice this time and I could tell that if he didn't calm down right now, he would phase. Breaking free from Jake's grasp, I ran over to Paul and threw my arms around his waist from behind "I'm fine" I chanted repeatedly as I tightened my grip and rested my forehead on his back which seemed to calm him down even though he was still shaking slightly but he nevertheless dropped a near unconscious Matt harshly onto the floor.

"Addison, move away from me" Paul gritted out through clenched teeth as he gently pushed me away from him so that he could go back to beating the living daylights out of Matt and I glanced up at him pleadingly "you'll kill him if you hit him anymore" I tried reasoning which made Paul's wild gaze finally meet mine and all I could see in his eyes was pure rage "then you should have let me kill him!" he growled lividly at me and my eyes widened as I stumbled back a little, my arms falling to my sides.

Even when Paul was angry with me after the whole meadow incident, he had never raised his voice at me and as stupid as it sounds, it intimidated me just the slightest bit.