𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 [ECLIPSE]

3.8

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"Now that everythings calmed down, I think you've all earned a little break." Sam grinned, grabbing Emily's waist and hugging her from behind.

"Damn, I was kinda hoping we'd get to kill some more bloodsuckers."Jared chuckled, nudging Quil.

"Yeah, I'm still pumped up. We totally kicked some vampire ass. That should be a warning to those Cullens." He replied from his seat on the rock across from Sam and Emily's back door that stood wide open.

"Okay, okay. Remember that we still have a treaty with their coven." Sam warned, "Don't get carried away."

I sat in the grass, my legs folded and my head tilted up to the sky. It smelt like it was going to rain, but it was warm and not to windy. Actually, this was the best summer weather we got in Forks.

"You down Athena?" Embry dropped next to me.

"Huh?"

"La Push." He gave me a 'duh' look. I let out an annoyed sigh, pushing myself up fron my sitting position and brushed the grass off of my shorts.

"I'm good, I think I'm gonna head home if you guys are all set with patrol tonight ."

"Come on Athena, how come you never wanna hang out with us anymore?" He pleaded.

"Dude relax, she just lost-"

Paul punched Jared's arm, shutting him up before he could finish his sentence. I clenched my jaw, looking anywhere but at their pity filled expressions. Nobody spoke after that, creating a thick awkward atmosphere around us all.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go. Sam, I'll be home if you need me." I turned away from the pack and started my way across the clearing. Not one of them tried to stop me, which I was a little grateful for.

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I never spoke to anyone about losing my baby. Not my sister, not my father- who didn't even know that I was pregnant- and not any of the guys.

It was like everyone was scared to bring it up. The pack treated it like some kind of forbidden conversation, and my sister hasn't even been home since then. Summer was coming to an end soon and that would normally mean back to school, but since I've graduated I'd have to occupy my time in other ways.

I was never really hungry.

I didn't want to leave my room most days.

I barely slept, even though I rarely left bed.

And I'd shut everyone out, even my poor unexpecting dad who I snapped on the other day for checking on me and making sure that I was okay.

Losing that baby changed something In me. I wasn't the same, and I don't think I ever would be. I lost a piece of me that I didn't even know I needed so badly, until now. I never said anything to Paul after that argument. My feelings about him were mixed, but the bigger part of me hated him.

Hated him for treating me like garbage.

Hated him for disrespecting our unborn baby.