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Chapter Eleven

I could smell the acide, sure scent of alcohol on her breath. It was very strong, she was very, very, very stoned.
“Embry…” she sobbed loudly, her arms clamped around me, as if I might disappear if she let go.
“Shhhh Mom.” I soothed, as always I had to be the adult.
“I-don’t-want-you-hanging-around-Jacob-Black.” Her words slurred together, as her eyelids drooped. “Do-you-know-what-Billy-Black-said-to-me-today? He-said-he-wouldn’t-give-us-a-go.” She mumbled. “All-those-years-ago-he-used-me. He-only-wanted-me-for-my-looks-I’ll-bet-you.” She slurred sourly.
“He not worth all this Mom.” I a dit mechanically, even though I knew it was probably her problem with alcohol, her mood swings and what the town would think. I lifted her easily. She was so thin; I could feel her ribs jutting out which worried me even more, as I carried her up the stairs.
I laid her on her bed, and began taking her shoes off her feet.
“Embry…” her voice was quiet. “I-do-love-you. You-were-the-best-thing-my-life-has-ever-given-me. My-greatest-achievement…” then she was snoring quietly.
Tears pricked my eyes, even though the plus I thought about what she’d a dit the plus disgusting images my mind conjured up. I’d always doubted my Moms l’amour for me, but maybe she did really l’amour me. I tucked her carefully under the covers, before going downstairs and into the cuisine to make some dinner.
There wasn’t much in the fridge, in the end I decided to boil the uncooked pâtes, pâtes alimentaires that was left from a few days il y a when mom had attempted to make pâtes, pâtes alimentaires bake and a strange sauce concoction from the remaining vegetables.
The pâtes, pâtes alimentaires was boiling steadily in a pan on the hob, and I was just chopping some tomatoes, when Jake poked his head around the cuisine door.
When I opened my mouth to ask why he was there he raised his hand. I snapped my mouth shut again.
“Your front door was wide open and…” He grinned “That does smell pretty good!” He nodded to the sauce that was simmering suivant to the pasta.
“Mom will kill toi if she finds toi here, but she’s stoned so I guess its ok.” I threw him a red pepper “Get to work then.” I added. He grunted, and hacked unskilfully at the pepper with the couteau I’d left on the table, tableau top.
“Did toi mom…” He began with out looking up.
“She told me your dad rejected her.” I snorted. “Don’t blame him.” Jake laughed a little, before silently hacking at the pepper again. I finished my pile of tomatoes and added them to the sauce, then carefully measured out the spices that no one ever used in our house.
“Bella told me she asked toi to go find me.” Jake a dit unemotionally. I shrugged. “Thank toi for that Embry. I know toi don’t like Vamps.” I shrugged again.
“She’s still Bella.” I a dit sourly, I couldn’t disguise the fact that she wasn’t Bella, she was my natural enemy and that I wouldn’t have done anything for her if it wasn’t about one of my brothers. “It’ll be nice to have toi hanging out at La Push instead of at the Cullen’s while they’re away. You’re starting to stink!” I wrinkled my nose.
Jake sighed. “I wish it wasn’t going to be like that.” His head drooped. “I wish I was going to secretly follow them. Not let Nessie out of my sight.”
“You’re fine with it?” I a dit slowly. I’d heard that once you’d imprinted toi couldn’t ours to leave your imprintee. But I didn’t know about that sort of stuff obviously…
“Yep… I mean I’m not, I want to be there to protect her, but I believe that Edward and Bella will protect her almost as well as I would.” He sighed again. “It’s like each jour that passes I feel less and less need to be at the Cullen’s.” He shrugged “Maybe I didn’t imprint.”
“But toi l’amour Nessie right?” I tried to sound as anxious as I could, and not to montrer the joy, that one of my best Friends might be joining the evening practice sessions.
“Of course!” He sounded disgusted, that I would even think that he might not l’amour her anymore “I just l’amour her as a sister.” He tipped the chopped pepper into the pan, and I added the spices and herbs before stirring the mixture. It éperlan good!
The vegetables cooked quickly, we’d both chopped them very small, and I served them in the two remaining plates that my Mom owned (she’d smashed up the rest) and threw one in Jakes direction.
We sat down at the cuisine table, tableau and ate in silence. It felt odd being with my best friend again, I hadn’t properly spoken to him for so long, I had nothing to say to him.
Jake was the one to break the silence. ”Embry.” He paused “Embry, all the pack are agreed.” He paused again, his voice was pained. “We spoke to Jared. toi must break up with Samantha Kirk, and stay away from her.” I blinked, at him, my head was empty.
He stared back at me for awhile, steadily meeting my gaze. I’d forgotten how to breathe, I gulped air in threw my mouth like a fish, my mind was still blank.
I managed to squeak -higher than normal- “You want me to what?”
Jake looked back at me, his thick eyebrows casting a shadow over his eyes as the lowered into a frown. “Please Embry, toi know I don’t want to order toi to do this but Samantha Kirk is bad news, and Jared has a good reason for toi to want to stay away from her…” he trailed off, as he realised his reasoning was doing no good. My mouth fizzed with acidic anger, which I could feel spreading down my spine, to each of my limbs. My brain finally thawed out, now I could think clearly which wasn’t a good thing for Jake.
Raw anger bubbled threw my veins, but I pushed it back, being mad at Jake wouldn’t help anything, I convinced myself. “Look Jake, I know we always thought of Sam as ‘bad news but a lot of things have changed since then …” no.1 becoming a giant wolf, I mentally added. “… but know that I’ve got to know her, I realised that, she’s only like that, because of all the bad things that have happened to her over the years, and maybe if I have enough time she can be healed…” I realised I sounded like an elder of the tribe talking about some ancient ritual, and so clamped my mouth shut mid-sentence.
Jake’s eyes searched my face, as if looking for a reason why I would not listen to his demand. “Oh c’mon Embry! You’ve known Samantha for a day… Sam has been just waiting for something like this, something to blame us for; he doesn’t like our relationship with the Cullen’s and toi know that!”
My self-control cracked slightly, the anger seeping out into my voice “Don’t toi mean your relationship with the Cullen’s. The rest of us never visit them, without you, so don’t drag the packs name threw the mud.”
Jakes chest heaved, as he sucked in air, his hands shaking slightly, he stood up, holding the table, tableau haut, retour au début as if for support. I too stood up. It was then I noticed it. I was only a little shorter than Jake, as if now I’d discovered the alpha blood, my body was preparing me for my duties.
“Don’t do this Embry. Your one of my best friends.” Jake growled.
I narrowed my eyes, and puffed out my chest. “Then don’t make me choose between my best friends.” I growled back.

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