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My Target Mind	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: Twilight Series > Slash Views: 3899 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(Brief Recap)
"Haven't seen you in a while Derrick," Miss. Call greeted my dad angrily.
He snorted. "Why the hell would I want to see you Carey?"
"I personally don't want to see you," she sneered, "but would it kill you to visit your son once and a while."
(End Recap)
(Paul's POV)
"Wait what," Embry blinked in confusion.
"Derrick what is going on," Sherry cried out.
My dad glared at Miss. Call fiercely.
"Don't worry about it Sherry just get in the car," he growled.
"But I…"
"Get in the car," dad shouted at her angrily, "we'll talk about this when we get home."
With only a little bit of hesitation, mom let out a huff and did as she was commanded to do.
Well that bit of strength didn't last long, I thought sarcastically to myself as I saw my mom obey my father like a dog.
I looked on with caution as my dad approached Miss. Call.
"Look Carey," he growled lowly, "I don't care about you or your little fantasy's but leave me out of them."
"Fantasy's," Miss. Call repeated in shock, "how is it a fantasy that Embry is your son? I was intoxicated one night and you took advantage of me."
Dad rolled his eyes.
"Oh please, now you trying to play rape victim now," dad sneered, "you're just another bitch out for my money."
"What money," Carey asked in exasperation, "you may be a big name in this hick town, but you're not much outside of here."
Dad narrowed his eyes at her.
"That doesn't even matter," dad replied simply, "because there's no way in hell I will ever at admit that 'kid' is my son."
Dad looked at Embry like he was some kind of disease. Embry one the other hand, look like a dear caught in headlights not really knowing what to feel right now.
Damn, I actually feel bad for the kid.
"Don't you look at our son like that," Miss. Call snapped, "he didn't asked to be a part of this just like I didn't."
In a fit of rage, dad grabbed Miss. Call's shirt collar bringing her closer to him.
"That is not my son," dad yelled in her face as she winced.
"Get off my mom you asshole," Embry growled running over to them to throwing dad off her.
"Stay here," I told Seton. He nodded in agreement.
I went over just as dad elbowed Embry in the chin knocking him down.
"Don't touch me you bastard child," dad shouted.
Quiet easily, I threw dad off of Miss. Call and hurled him to the ground.
"Embry," Miss. Call cried out and looked to see if her son was okay.
I glared down at my dad angrily.
"Just go home old man," I fumed, "or things are going to get really ugly. I know you like hitting woman but enough is enough!"
Dad returned my glared slowly stood up. Taking a look around and seeing that he wasn't welcome here, not like he ever was, dad did indeed decide to leave.
"You'll pay for that you worthless bastard," dad seethed at me before getting in his car and taking off down the street.
I sighed in relief as I was finally able to relax without him here.
Seton ran over to me and hugged my middle. I looked down at him fondly as he stared up at me with a smile.
"Is it true?"
I looked over to see Embry staring at his mother in betrayal.
"Paul's dad is really my dad to," Embry asked quietly.
Carey let out a sigh.
"Yes it's true," she admitted, "I've wanted to tell you but I just never did."
"Why didn't you tell me," Embry choked.
"I-I was a-ashamed of myself," Miss. Call stammered as tears developed in her eyes, "I've always hated that man. Sleeping with him was the worst experience of my life. When I was pregnant with you he absolutely refused to admit that you were his."
She grabbed her son by the shoulders.
"That man is just pure evil and nobody should be subject to that."
I snorted.
You could say that again.
"I can't believe that he's my father," Embry cried, "I've always wanted and dad and now I found out that he doesn't want me.
"Embry…"
"I hate this," Embry shouted breaking away from his mother, "I hate this, I hate this, I hate this!"
Anger seemed to be building within him. I could see his muscle tightening and skin growing redder.
My eyes widen as I recognize the obvious signs.
Embry was beginning to phase.
As his shaking increased even more I sprang into action.
"Miss. Call get inside the house," I ordered her helping get back on her feet.
"Why what's going on," Miss. Call asked me in confusion.
"Embry is starting to phase," I told her grimly.
Miss. Call gasped and looked at her son in fear.
"A-Are you sure," Miss. Call asked worriedly, "how can you tell?"
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at her and reply with a sarcastic remark. Now was not the time to be asking stupid questions.
"I've been through it," I told her, "now go inside I'll take care of him."
Reluctantly, Miss. Call nodded and started slowly walking to her house.
"Alright, but please don't hurt him," she pleaded.
"I won't," I nodded as she slammed her door shut.
Seton touched my hand gently to get my attention.
"I'll run and get Sam and tell him what's going on," he informed me.
I nodded and gave him a peck on the lips.
"Be careful," Seton said to me before running off to Sam's place.
I turned around to see Embry getting ready to shift into his wolf form. Sure enough, in the next couple of seconds he exploded into a mass of teeth and fur.
He looked around in anger before taking off into the forest.
In a rush, I phased and followed as fast as I could.
Slow down Embry, I ordered through our link.
Unfortunately, he just ignored me and continued running to god knows where.
Its times like these I wish I was an alpha, I thought to myself dryly.
All of a sudden, he stopped and started tearing apart trees, the ground, and whatever else was close to him.
I kept myself at a safe distant as he went on a murderous rampage against the environment. At least it isn't me.
Vaguely, his thoughts started clearing up and I was able to hear what Embry was thinking.
This isn't fair! This isn't fair! This isn't fair!
What isn't fair, I asked through our link.
Maybe if I can get him to talk he'll start to calm down.
His rampage continued as he started to dig in the ground at random spot in the dirt.
One of the only things I wanted in life is a father, he confessed sorrowfully, and I can't have one.
Just then, I was shown images of an array of different kids hanging out with their dads and having such a good time.
The cutesiness of those scenes was making me sick.
He stopped pummeling to the ground as he dropped to the ground.
I've always felt incomplete without a father, Embry said in his depression, now what am I going to do?
That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard, I snapped.
What, he snapped me in shock, Paul?
I know that I'm supposed to be nice right now, but this whole Embry/Dad thing was getting on my nerves.
You don't need a father to get through life, I told him, there are plenty of people that grow up without a father, without both their parents, and turn out fine.
Easy for you to say, he loves you, Embry gave me a nasty look.
Oh really, I replied dryly.
I showed this ignorant kid all the things my dad has put me through. Slowly, I revealed to him how many times I got the shit beat out of me for looking at him the wrong way.
Needless to say it shut him up.
Embry looked down at the ground in shock. I could tell that he had a hard time believe what he just saw flash before his eyes.
You don't need a father like that, no one does, I told him quietly.
Carefully, I moved closer to him making sure to make myself look non-confrontational.
He's pure evil, Embry cried out in shock.
You could say that, I replied.
How did you put up with him for so long, Embry looked at me in amazement.
I titled my head to the side.
It's not like I have anywhere else to go, I informed him.
My ears rose up as I heard the sound of large footsteps approaching us.
Paul, I heard Sam shouted in his booming voice, Seton came over and told me what's going on. Is everything okay?
Everything's fine Sam, I looked to Embry in hesitation, at least I think everything is.
Embry gave me a nod.
Yeah, everything's fine, Embry reassured me. Just then, Embry's feet started to wobble.
What's going on, Embry said in panic, I suddenly feel so tired.
It's just the aftermath of turning into a gigantic wolf for the first time, I told him bluntly as strange as my words were.
I feel so…
His words were cut off as he fell to the ground. Slowly, he turned back into his normal human self (albeit a little more muscular).
Who the hell is going to carry him? It's sure not going to be me.
Luckily, Sam just arrived from behind us.
What happened, Sam asked sternly.
I'll explain on the way back to your place, I reassured him.
But while were walking you'll have to carry Embry.
…...
…and that's all the drama that went down," I had just finished explaining everything that happened with dad and Miss. Call.
Sam grunted as he carried Embry on his shoulders. I'd imagine that he's pretty heavy.
"That's rough," Sam shifted his shoulders, "you know you could help carry your brother ya know."
I winced at the word brother.
"I'd love to Sam," I smirked, "but we're already at your house."
Indeed we has just arrived at the Uley home we're I could see my imprint waiting from me. Not skipping a beat, I walked over to him, grabbed him by the shoulders and moved us into the house.
"How did it go," Seton asked gently.
"No real trouble I guess," I shrugged.
Sam walked into his home and carefully placed Embry on his couch.
"I'll call his mom and tell her he's alright," Sam decided moving to the kitchen where his phone was.
Seton and I sat at the table in an unreadable silence, it didn't feel uncomfortable but it wasn't relaxing either.
"You're taking all of this well," Seton looked at me in confusion.
I blinked down at him.
"Taking what well," I asked.
Seton raised an eyebrow at me.
"The fact that you're an older brother," Seton told me as if it was obvious, "you don't really seem all that surprised about it."
Oh, that.
"I'm not surprised," I chuckled darkly, "with how often my dad goes out at night and turns up later the next morning, I already guessed he was sleeping with other women besides my mom. Hell, I thought he had a secret family all this time so to find out that I have a younger brother is not really a shock to me."
Seton gave looked at me saddened.
I rubbed his cheeks gently.
"Don't give me that look," I breathed, "I hate it."
He slid his chair closer to mine and leaned his head on my shoulder.
"Are you at least happy," Seton asked me, "about being an older brother I mean?"
Happy? I wouldn't say I was happy about finding out I am an older brother. I'm more indifferent than anything.
"Not really," I confessed, "I don't even know how to be an older brother."
"Maybe you can ask my brothers," Seton suggested brightly.
I gave him a blank look.
"Okay, maybe that might not be such a good idea," Seton chuckled, "but I'm sure it's not hard you just have to find a way to communicate with each other and I'm sure you two will be fine."
"Communication," I questioned, "why is that so important?"
Seton rolled his eyes at me.
What?
"If two people in a relationship, whatever kind it is, can't communicate with each other then there are going to be problems," Seton told me looking amused that I didn't get that.
"Oh, well I'm new to this whole relationship business," I responded trying to make up for my sudden bout of cluelessness.
Seton chuckled and kissed me on the cheek.
"You're going to love being a big brother Paul, I just know it."
…
Sam had agreed to let me stay the night at his house because he assumed that I probably didn't want to go home tonight.
I couldn't sleep. Maybe it was just today's events playing back in my head, or maybe it was the realization that my kid brother was on the floor below me. Either way, I wasn't getting a wink of sleep.
Feeling my throat getting a little dry I decided to get something to drink. I'm not sleeping so I might as well get out of bed.
I went into the kitchen being careful not to wake up Embry. I grabbed a glass off the counter and slowly poured myself some water from the kitchen faucet.
"Paul," I heard him cry out, "is that you?"
Dammit! I didn't feel like talking to him right now.
"What," I asked not turning around to look at him.
"How do you feel about the whole brother thing," he asked quietly.
Again with the feelings. Will people stop asking me about those?
"Nothing really," I answered honestly, "you know nothing has to change about us. We can still ignore each other."
"I don't want us to ignore each other," I turned around to see Embry eyeing me from the couch desperately.
"Not after all that stuff you showed me about what your dad does to you," Embry whispered, "nobody should have to go through that."
That reminds me.
"Speaking of those memories I show you, let's keep those to ourselves," I suggested.
"Why," Embry said in shock, "that guy should be locked up."
"Forget him," I growled, "I just don't everyone else in the pack knowing about all that stuff."
"But why," Embry asked in confusion, "they could help you."
"It's none of their business," I denied stubbornly, "just do me this favor okay?"
Embry sighed and looked at me tiredly.
"Alright, I'll keep your secret. I guess that's what brothers do."
Strangely enough, that title didn't make me flinch this time.
"Maybe we can give this brother thing a shot," I suggested reluctantly.
I saw Embry face light up in smile.
"For now just get some sleep," I ordered, "you need it."
"Yes sir," he saluted mockingly.
I rolled my eyes and made my way upstairs.
Maybe this brother thing won't be so bad after all.
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