Being a Winchester: Full Moon

November

Hey hey hey!!!! Listen, uh, I know that Embry doesn't change into a wolf until February, because in the book Bella's a zombie until then, but due to the fact this is a Fan Fiction and I am the author....I'm bending that little fact to suit my own needs. If you have a problem with that, I am sorry. Because I really am trying to keep this timeline as close to the book as possible! Anyway, I'm just warning you people.

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I laughed at a joke I made while at lunch. We were sitting at the Cullen's old table, so it was just me and her. Which also means that I am the only one talking. Oh well.

"Anyway, I can't believe with how much work they gave us over Thanksgiving break! Can you? Nah, I didn't think so." I continued the one sided conversation. Bella didn't respond once.....

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I was driving over to Embry's place because we agreed to work on homework together. When I got there I noticed that Tiffany was gone. Hmm, must be at work or something. I got out and ran up the porch steps, trying to get out of the drizzle of rain that began to come down. You got to love Forks, rain, rain, and more rain. What's not to like?

"Hey! I'm here!" I called, kicking my shoes off to not leave marks in the carpet. I walked into the living room, not seeing Embry there.

"Embry?" I called out. Where was that boy? I looked around, and finally came to his room, seeing him lying on his bed, facing the ceiling with an angry expression on his face. I sat my bag and books down by the door and walked over to him.

"Embry?" I asked, this time softer. He glanced at me, and I swore something flashed in his eyes. Anger? He looked back up at the ceiling again.

"Tell me again, what did you brothers do for a living?" He asked, jaw tight. I frowned, not understanding what his problem was.

"They're travel agents. I've told you this already. Embry what's wrong?" I asked, taking another step closer. Only I stopped, seeing his eyes narrow at the ceiling.

"Oh? Really? That's all? Nothing else?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Embry what the hell is going on here? No, they do nothing else! Now tell me what your problem is!" I was panicking. And when I panic, I get angry. Or I at least mask my panic with anger. A trait I picked up from Dean......I now think it wasn't a good trait to pick up on.

"My problem?" He shouted, springing up from his bed, towering over me in seconds. You see, Embry's been growing pretty fast nowadays, I think he might be taller than Sam! Wait, no just really close in height.

"Yeah, what's wrong? I come here to study with my boyfriend to find him pissed off at the world. I kinda want to know why!" I shouted back, trying to not seem intimidated. When I was. Frankly, I think I'd rather take on ghost or something than Embry. When I say he looked pissed. He. Looked. PISSED.

"My problem is that you lied to me! To my mom! Aisling, your brother Dean was a murderer! He's dead, but still killed people! That's something I'd like to know about someone I thought I knew!" He exploded. I blinked, shocked.

"How do you...?" I couldn't finish.

"Quil and I were messing around on the Internet, and as a joke he typed in your name. Never expected to get a news article about your big brother." He snapped. He was so angry he was shaking.

"Is that why your so mad? Embry, can you blame me for not wanting people to know that?" I decided to go with it, because the thought of Dean's shapeshifter encounter never came to mind. Because I knew the truth and I didn't think about what would happen if someone found out.

"No, but you didn't have to outright lie about it! I thought you trusted me! I trust you but, I'm not even sure I know you! You never talk about your past, or yourself really, and here I am telling everything little thing about myself!" He shouted, clenching his hands together.

"Yeah well, there's a lot you don't know about me Embry! And You won't know about it if you're just going to act like a jackass! How do you like that?" I shouted back, my anger coming. I have a bad feeling about how this is going to end, but we're too far gone in this to care about it.

"Then maybe there's no point in continuing this! If all you do is lie and keep secrets then I don't want this relationship!" He yelled. I froze. Those words washed over me, sending little pricks to my skin.

"What?" I breathed. Embry glared at me, and pointed a shaky hand to the door.

"You heard me, get out. Get out of here, if you're just going to keep secrets from me then there's no point. Go and don't come back, we're over." He growled. I felt my chest tighten. I knew I was about to cry. I couldn't let him see me cry. I nodded my head numbly and picked up my stuff, heading out. As I slipped on my shoes I heard crashing come from his room. I think he's breaking things.

I ran outside to my car, it was raining pretty hard now. I drove out of La Push, not stopping in Forks, and went into Port Angeles. I parked beside a park, and leaned my head on the steering wheel.

"Okay, calm down Ash." Tears were finding their way out of my eyes. "This is just your first big fight. Every couple has one. We'll make it through this. He'll calm down, call and we'll talk. You'll tell him everything, and he'll accept it. You'll get through this." I kept repeating this until it all became a series of blabber that anyone else wouldn't understand. I was crying even harder than I was when dad died. After a while I picked up my phone, about to call Dean, but my phone was dead. I cried a little bit more, hating fate once again.

Grabbing some change I jumped out of my car, locking it and running over to phone booth. When in the booth I slipped in to correct amount of change and punched in Dean's number.

"Hello?" I nearly laughed at the sound of his voice. Finally, something went right.

"Hey Dean. It's Ash. My phone's dead so yeah. Why haven't you called?" I said, tyring to seem okay. I just need to hear my big brother's voice.

"Oh, Ash. Sorry, we've been busy." It was quiet for a moment, and I was about to say goodbye, thinking it was stupid to just randomly call Dean. "Actually, I need to talk to you." I sniffed, and made a noise to show him I was listening.

"Uh, Well, I'm dying." What? "You see, last May Sam he, well he died. And, I wasn't about to let that just be the end, I had to save him." Save him after he died? "I made a deal with a crossroad's demon. I exchanged my life for his." Oh, that makes sense.

"So you have ten years to kill the demon and release the contract.....right?" I said calmly.

"Ah, no Ash. They only gave me one year. I'm going to die in May. I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I made the right choice." The right choice.

"If that's what you believe. Dean,"I started, my voice cracking.

"Yeah?"

"I want to see you. Before then. Not now, but before May. Please. I want to see you face to face." I said.

"Why?"

"So I can scream and kick your ass in person. I don't think it will do much over the phone. So, I won't yell at you until you come see me." I said, my voice blank, but heartbroken.

"Ash, did something happen?" He asked.

"No, nothing that you should worry about. Tell Sam I said hi." With that I hung up, and cried again. I slid down the side of the booth and hugged my knees to my chest, crying.

I think the world is ending.