AN: hey! This is my first fanfic so please please please review so I can make it better! Also this is set after New Moon but All the wolf pack has transformed. All relationships are the same as of the beginning of New Moon. Thanks
-GleekDancer4Life
BPOV
He was gone. That was all I could think about as I lay on the wet forest floor. I had no means of time telling. The sky was dark, but I was October it got dark at 6 o'clock. I figured by this point Charlie was worried sick but I couldn't bring myself to get up and try to get home. I heard voices calling my name but they were distant. I could be next to the caller and they'd seem miles away. Suddenly I heard a rustle in the trees behind me. Was he back to apologize, say it was a cruel joke. But as the tall figure came over me I knew it wasn't him. The figure kneeled down and brought their face over mine. In the moon-light all their features were illuminated.
"Bella are you alright. I'm Sam Uley from down on the reservation. Are you hurt" The figure spoke his voice full of power and authority.
I nodded my head the best as I could in my emotional state. He lifted my limp body into his arms and began to run through the woods. By the time we arrived at Charlies I'd fallen asleep. I hear the them talking about me.
"I found her about 2 miles out. Totally limp just lying there whimpering. I asked if she was alright and she didn't answer me. I picked her up and she just kept repeating 'he's gone he's gone' over and over then we got here." Sam explained
"Jake, I think it's going to be in Bella's best interest if she stays with y'all for a little while until this whole thing settles down." Charlie said. I could hear the tears in his voice.
It was time for me to break into this conversation. "Charlie?" I called quietly
"Hey Bells. I'm gonna have you stay at Billy's for a while. I'm gonna have to go out of town for a while Sweetie." He said stroking my head.
Not even a week later I was at Billy's house. Jake was crashing on the couch till I left. It was a pretty entertaining site. A 6 foot 8 inch werewolve sleeping on a 5 '5 couch. His head and legs hung pretty far off the ends. Jake decided to get me out of my "funk" he was going to introduce me to the pack. I think he secretly hoped one would imprint so I wasn't so hurt. We left for the bonefire. Even in my comfy jeans, hoodie, and converse shoes I still felt uncomfortable walking with Jake and Seth. They towered over me like I was 4 years old again. We sat down on the logs on First Beach. I watched the waves as the wolves played their form of football. Suddenly I felt a solid body collide with mine.
"SMOOTH MOVE PAUL!" Jake shouted.
"Zip it twerp!" he shouted to Jacob. "I'm Paul." He said as he helped me up. I looked into his eyes and the whole world stopped.