WORTH IT???
A/N: Hey, everyone! Thanks for finding your way to this little story. But I have to warn you, it is a lot of fluff and sillyness with a cherry on top! ;)
I still hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!!!
Disclaimer: Obviously, I'm not Stephanie Meyer, therefore I don't own any of the characters you might recognize! (Amy is mine though, yay^^ )
ARRIVING IN LA PUSH
"Here's a piece of advice:
let go when you're hurting too much,
give up when love isn't enough,
and move on when things are not like before
for merely there is someone out there
who will love you even more"
Being rejected does not make you feel particularly good about yourself. No, to be honnest being rejected only makes you feel really crappy about yourself.
And right now, Amy was definately feeling like the last crap... that morron that used to call himself her best friend, had not only laughed her straight into the face when she had confessed to him that she had fallen for him. No, he had also told every single one of their friends making her the biggest joke of their entire school... But worst of all, he suddenly ignored her completely.
The following few weeks were to be the hardest in her young life, all her friends ignoring her as well, random people pointing their fingers at her and breaking into fits of giggles when she entered a room... Yes, those few weeks had been Amy's personal hell on earth. Her entire world had been turned upside down in the very minute that she told her friend she felt more for him than just plain friendship. Having had it on her mind for a whole of two years, she eventually couldn't bear it any longer, so she came out with the truth. Telling your friend you like him shouldn't be such a bad thing – even if he wasn't feeling the same way. It shouldn't destroy everything... but unfortunatly it did. He kept avoiding her afterwards and there was nothing she could have done about it...
But now it was too late anway... For she seriously needed a break, Amy had asked her parents if she could visit her grandparents living near Seattle and therefore far away from her home – well it was her grandmother's sister [] and her husband so basically her great aunt but as she'd never gotten to know her actual grandparents she refered to them as her grandparents.
And here she was sitting on a plane towards the rainiest part of the entire country. A single tear escaped from underneath her eyelashes, slowly running down her pale cheek. Impatiently she wiped it away – at the age of nearly 18 you weren't supposed to cry over a stupid guy who had hurt you that much... neverless, the heart did not always obey the apprehension. That was life and life was never fair, let alone convinient or smooth. But hopefully life would be treating her more kindly in La Push, the little indian reservation where she was headed to...
ooOoo
Having survived most of the exhausting flight surrounded by grumpy old people and served by an annoyed cabin crew, Amy was all the more glad when the plane's wheels connected to solid ground again and the turbines went off. She took in a deep breath as if to steady herself for the following. Since the last time that she had visited La Push almost five years had passed. Surely not much had changed but not having seen her relatives in such a long time did make her a bit flustered. According to one of the few letters that were sent to her throughout the last years her great aunti's grandson, Sam, had gotten married and become a father. Maybe she could babysit for him and his wife as she wouldn't know anyone of the few teenagers there who she could hang out with. But before Amy's thoughts drifted off completely into the world of cute little babys, it was her turn to get out of the plane.
Walking over the landing field of Seattle's huge airport a light drizzl was welcoming her as if to reintroduce Amy to the rainy weather of the area.
She trailed behind the crowd that seemed to know their way around to the baggage claim area where she collected her red suitcase. Since red suitcases always seemed to come last, Amy was already running late when she continued to walk down the hallway until she reached the arrival area. The hardest part was still ahead of her – how would she ever find the person picking her up? If she at least knew who that person was... Her great aunt had only told her to look out for someone with the typical russet skin of the Quileute but she never mentioned whether she was coming herself or whether she was sending her grandson. Amy let her eyes wander over the people waiting behind the barrier. She was prepared to be waiting in the middle of the hall until someone arrived for her. Going through all the possibilities she had if noone ever turned up at the airport, her eyes suddenly stopped searching the crowd: there was a remarkably tall man - obviously waiting for someone – with the shiny black hair and the russet skin of the Quileute who looked somewhat familiar. This couldn't be her cousin Sam, could it? Though he remembered him to be tall, this man was just over towering everyone else... even in five years no normal person could coil up like this.
Having come to the conclusion that it was plainly impossible she was related to anyone that space-taking Amy meant to turn around, when the guy suddenly looked her straight in the eyes and started smiling. He carefully nudged the woman standing next to him so she would follow him over to where Amy had frozen still. Usually she would have laughed at how ridiculously small the normal-sized woman looked compared to this giant but she was too intimidated to even move out of the way to let the other passengers pass.
With two long strikes the guy had crossed the hall and was now standing right in front of Amy.
"Hey! You're Amy, right? I'm Sam, remember me?"
"Uhu" was all she managed to choke out still looking doumb founded at her cousin.
"Hey, honey! I'm Emily, Sam's wife" the young woman introduced herself pulling Amy into a quick but friendly hug, "are you ok? I know, it takes some getting used to his size but believe me, within days you won't even notice anymore. Did you have a good flight?" Amy was sure it would not only take some getting used to Sam's size but also to the scars distorting Emily's neverless beautiful face.
Emily kept making smalltalk while Sam let them to the car in the parking lot carrying Amy's suitcase as if it was lightweighted handbag.
ooOoo
After a four hours drive during which Amy had the chance to nap a bit, the three of them arrived in the little reservation at the ocean. The drizzle had stopped for now but the clouds still wouldn't clear away. The car came to a hold in front of a tiny white painted house out of wood similar to the ones in the neighborhood. Its door opened and Amy was happier than she had expected to be at the sight of her grandmother's sister. She flung herself into the embrace like a little child.
Then [] let her family inside to have an early dinner. As much as Amy was delighted by Sam and Emily's baby son as much was she nauseated by the amount and the manner in which her cousin shoved tonns of food into him. She had never seen anything like this and did not wish to witness it again any time soon. Right then she would have declared anyone insane who had told her that within days she wouldn't be minding it anymore... But apart from that, she was having a nice enough time with everyone. They seemed to click right away as if they had only seen each another the other day.
Just a short time after dessert was eaten Sam and Emily excused themselves and headed off inviting Amy for brunch at their place the following morning. Having had an exhausting day she only unpacked her pyjamas, brushed her teeth and crashed on her new bed. It was the first night in months that she fell asleep without great trouble. So maybe it hadn't been such a bad idea after all, to spend some time away from home with the bad memories and all the pain. Maybe she could start over or at least enjoy the time that laid upon her in La Push.
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