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My name is Bella Uley and I was only seven months old when my father left. I don't remember anything because I was so young but my older brother told me stories about him and our mother from the times that he could remember. Our mother seemed to refuse to talk about our father, Joshua Uley, saying that he left because of me. Sam always kept contradicting her anger saying that she was wrong, but I knew that a small part of him believed her.

Sam was four years older than me and everyone on the Res knew that he took the big brother role seriously. Our mom grew depressed as we grew older and ended up killing herself on my twelfth birthday. Luckily the Res cops knew that Sam was responsible so they didn't separate us. Instead they helped him find a good job after he graduated so he could start paying for the house. He began working as the Auto Mechanic's apprentice and took over the business when he turned twenty.

Unfortunately for me, I was stuck with the label, "Sam's Little Sister." Wherever I went that was what everyone called me and I hated it. I put up with it because I was the only family that Sam had and he was the only family that I had. Around a year after Sam began working for the mechanic he fell in love with Emily Young after he'd been dating Leah since he had began high school.

I stayed away from the other Res kids my age because I found no interest in socializing with anyone. I did spend time with Sam's friends, but they began staying away from the house when Sam changed. I knew he was getting into something because he cut his hair and began running around with nothing but shorts on in cold weather. I asked him about it once but he yelled at me to forget it, so I did.

Now, he began spending more time with Paul, Jared, Quil, and Jacob. They all cut their hair and copied Sam's image. He was gone all the time, but I didn't mind. I was focused on getting my diploma early so I could leave the Res. I didn't bother with telling my brother this because I knew he'd try and make me stay. There was nothing left here for me so I didn't have any reason to stay. I figured I could go up to Forks and work in the hospital there, get my C.N.A and scrape out a living.

I threw my pen onto my bed and stretched. I had been working on my final paper for the year when I heard the guys wrestling outside. I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs where Emily was baking. She always seemed to be cooking for the boys, like they had never eaten a meal before. "Hey Bella." Emily smiled, looking up from the cookbook propped on a butter container. "Sam asked me to make a chocolate cake for tonight's bonfire." she smirked as I rolled my eyes.

"I don't see why I can't go to this bonfire. Or any of the other ones that Sam goes to. I mean, I'm part of the tribe too, so why don't I get to go? And who's this one for?" I ranted, yanking a can of pop from the fridge. I had never been able to attend the bonfires for any of the guys that Sam hang around. Hell, the only one I went to was for my eighteenth birthday, by force.

"This one's for Embry. The elders figured it was his turn. And as for why you can't attend, you will have to take that up with your brother. It's not my place to say anything." she shrugged, tossing me an apple. "Before you take off, will you stop by the store and pick up some more syrup. Tomorrow's my day to make the breakfast and we are fresh out."

"No problem, Emily." I took the five dollar bill from her and shoved it in my jeans pocket. I slipped my shoes on and jogged outside. I looked to where Sam was shoving Jacob as the others cheered. "Be back later." I yelled, walking toward town. It sucked that our house was the only one on the outskirts of town and a twenty minute walk to the main road. "Fuck me..." I groaned as I kicked rocks to make the walk seem less boring.

It took me fifteen minutes while kicking rocks to make it to the main road and another five to make it to the Call's general store. I opened the door and quickly walked to where the maple syrup was stacked. The store was pretty empty so I could hear what was going on behind the counter. "Embry, don't you dare sneak out anymore!" I heard Ms. Call yell. "And see who's in the store. I have to go to the Clearwater's to see what Sue needs help with for the bonfire tonight."

"Sure mom!" I assumed it was Embry and I was right when I heard him walk through the door behind the counter. I didn't look up as I debated which type of syrup to buy. "Hey Bells. Emily send you?" he asked, tapping his finger on the counter. When I didn't answer, he began tapping his fingers to another tune. "I was wondering if I was going to see you at the, um, b-breakfast tomorrow?" he asked, voice wavering.

"Embry..." I glanced up, my eyes locking on his. After that, I don't remember thinking about anything except how dark and mysterious his eyes looked. "I-I...what?" I asked, shaking my head. "Sorry, I totally forgot what you asked."

"I don't remember." he tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at me. "Um, go ahead and take the syrup to Emily. I'll pay for it." he smiled, entering the numbers into the cash register. "Bye." I heard him whisper as I left the store.

I shook my head again as I walked home. It took me nearly a half an hour to get home because I was thinking about what happened in the store. "What took you so long?" I heard Sam ask as I opened the front door. "I was about to send one of the guys to drive and get you." he laughed, punching Paul's arm. "Bells?" he asked when I hadn't answered him.

"I don't fucking know Sam. I just looked at Embry and something weird happened okay!?" I yelled, throwing the syrup bottle at the table and running to my room. I didn't feel like talking about it because I was confused myself and I knew that he was going to ask more questions that I had no answer to.

"Bella Marie Uley don't you dare talk to me like that!" I heard Sam yell from the other side of the door. I could picture him trying to not break down my door. "Please, open up and I can explain what's going on between you and Embry." he said calmly.

I could hear the key to my doorknob turning in the lock. "Stay out Sam!" I yelled, pushing my dresser up against the door. I also shoved my desk and bed frame next to the dresser so it would slow him down. I knew he could break through within minutes but I had to buy some time. "I want to be l-eft alone Sam. I don't want to t-alk to anyone!" I choked, falling on all fours.

"Bella!" I heard him yell, followed by a loud thud. "Paul, Jake, I need your help." I heard a few more thuds before watching as my door was forced open, making the other pieces of furniture move forward. I looked up as my eyesight blackened and saw my brother looking down at me.