Wounded Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

A/N: My brainchild of two or three weeks now and hopefully after finishing this I'll get over my Sam/Emily obsession at least a little bit. A few months ago I realized that there weren't really many good fan-fics about them out there, and I know, they hurt Leah, blablabla (don't get me wrong, I do love Leah), but I seriously love this pairing. And it took me around five hours just to think this up and get just this first chapter down, so this better be out of my system now. :P

Rated M just to be safe for a few curse words and the obvious expected bloody stuff and...later things.

Sam's POV

"You shouldn't be here." She murmurs, and though she is turned away from me, picking the moss off of one of the huge Douglas firs that grow here just off the main highway, I can tell that she is resisting the pull to me too. It shouldn't be there. I shouldn't be here, I know that. I've completely shattered Leah and I'm still too weak to want to at least have part of me whole. She does that. I should be much more torn apart after everything with Leah-

"What do you mean, you can't be with me anymore? You said you fucking loved me! You've said it for years! I was going to fucking marry you!"

-but I can't be with her and be thinking these things about her damn cousin, it would be unfair. I do love her. I've loved her since I was fifteen, since I learned that she could outrun me, and as selfish as it is I'd rather leave her than spend the rest of my life with her and be lying every time I told her that she mattered more to me than anyone else.

"You came too." I can tell that she's almost smiling because I can see half of her face from here now and damn it, she's beautiful, how did I never realize that before?

"I can't be with you." The almost-smile's definitely gone now.

"Do you know how much she's crying already? She called me last night and she was bawling her eyes out, and you know she never cries. I don't know what you said, but you have to go back and fix it. Please. I've known her for forever and I've never seen her this upset. She loves you. I know you still love her—I don't know what exactly you told her, but I can see it, you do still love her. Go back to her." She's begging me now, turned to face me with the saddest look on her face, and it's all I can do not to do everything she asks.

"I'll do anything for you, Emily, but I can't do that." Emily. She's been on my mind almost constantly for what seems like years now, but has really only been just over three weeks.

She scoffs, and for the first time since I've know her (three summers now has it really been that long? Still so clear, her hair's longer, she was wearing a blue shirt and she was laughing with Seth trying to make a sand castle but it fell over wouldn't stay up) she looks really angry. "Can't or won't? You're so stubborn, you're just like her. You love her?"

"I do." I almost wish I didn't, it would make everything so much easier, but she's been so good to me for coming up on four years now and I can't just make all that go away.

"But you still won't." I shake my head and she starts to look seriously pissed off.

"I really don't understand any of this. You don't just come to your girlfriend's cousin's house and tell her that you had to break up with your girlfriend because all of a sudden, they matter more, and then you don't bother to explain it any more than that? In what kind of world is that considered acceptable? It's the unspoken rule about not dating your friend's ex tenfold, because she is my best friend, and my cousin, and you could just barely be called single! You told me I didn't understand, but you're obviously the one who doesn't, because you really don't understand how screwed up any of this is!"

"I'm so torn up about this, trust me, it's just that a lot has happened to me lately and I just feel this strong…drawing me to you and it wouldn't be fair to act like that doesn't exist—"

"What do you mean, drawing you to me? None of this even makes any sense! It's such a load of bullshit…"

I can't help it but I start to shake and I have to brace myself with a hand up against a tree to keep from losing myself completely.

"…Either you've gone crazy or you've been making a regular trip to a dealer because this isn't normal, even you have to realize that…"

Not normal definitely not normal have to tell her not like this not now need to get her out of here

"Everyone knows what your dad was like, Sam. Even in Neah Bay, people know who he is. Joshua Uley really is your father. You left Leah just like he walked out on you and your mom—all of a sudden, no explanation, no nothing, because you are just like him, and—"

I don't hear the rest of that sentence because I've exploded and all I can register for one terrible second is my heart pounding in my ears and her beautiful, terrified face and I'm in midair and she's much too close…

The next I feel her under my too big paw and there's a crisp, sharp tearing and I'm on the ground and for a few moments there is just dead silence and I have no clue what just happened or what I've done. I don't know yet that I'll never see her face looking the same way again.

And then the screaming starts and it doesn't even sound human, it isn't until I see her that I connect the two and realize that the horrible sound is coming out of her mouth.

The blood, everywhere. I can't look at the right half of her face because it's shredded, open and gaping and pouring out blood onto the soft damp ground.

I've killed her. I think dimly, and the last thing I can grasp before I black out is a flash of brown fur (Good Jared dead save please) and a howl and her left eye, a little bloody but still perfect and whole, staring right into mine.

Emily's POV

Why on Earth did I agree to come here? He said he wanted to talk about Leah, and as angry as she is right now at him I knew she would kill me if I didn't go.

This boy is crazy. I never thought Leah was this shallow—what else could she have seen in him? He's definitely not the best looking guy I've ever seen, but there has always been something very masculine about him, and my God, since he's shot up he's gotten pretty beefy…

Stop it. You're being an idiot. Your cousin's boyfriend. They'll be back together before they know it. They've had an argument or three and there have always been a few teary phone calls from Leah after one of those, but this isn't just a little fight. Leah was absolutely pissed. I still don't know what he said but it must have really ticked her off because I seriously could have hung up the phone and still heard her from my house. I mean, this is Leah, but she never gets anywhere near this angry unless it's something serious.

How could he have just left her like that? No explanation, just randomly popping over to her house after not seeing or even calling her for more than three weeks and breaking up with her, just like that. 'I can't be with you anymore', some phony crap. They fit so well together, she had always thought. For the past two summers she had seen him at least once or twice a week and they had always seemed so happy, so compatible, and now this, just out of the blue? What would cause somebody to do that?

While I'm saying this he's all bent over, looking like he's in pain, and I don't realize something is really wrong until his head snaps up and he gives me the most terrified look, holding one hand up like I should stay back.

I don't have time to think until he bursts into a giant dog and his paw (paw? Wait, what?) comes down on my face.

I scream but I don't realize it's me until I feel blood pouring down my face and I can literally see, hear my pulse seeping onto the ground. Even though the pain is so much that I should be dead, I wish I was dead, I very much am still alive.

Distantly, I can see a large black wolf staring at me with its massive, horrified eyes, and then a new wolf standing over me.

The black wolf (Sam?) collapses and I can feel the other wolf sniffing at me, howling, now running away back into the trees, but all I can see is red and hurt and fear.

And then I give in to the pain too.

Like it? Don't like it? Review! I'm very proud of this already and I have an almost complete sense of what I'm going to do in the next two parts but reviews will most definitely make it come out and onto my computer screen faster.