The next day the doctor came back over to see how I was. He told me that I could take the next two weeks off of school. My teachers said that I wouldn't miss anything too important, since I had done most of it in my classes back in Phoenix.

My dad brought me a pack of pop tarts and a glass of orange juice for breakfast. I decided to eat and take my medicine then go right back to sleep. "Bella, did he leave you out there?"

I sighed loudly. "Dad. I don't want to talk about it, okay?"

My dad watched me for a moment, his eyes filled with concern. "Okay sweetie, if you want to talk about it, I'll always listen. I called your mom; she wants to talk to you….soon."

After he left I called my mom and explained to her I was okay, and she did not need to fly out here, I laid back down. It was only 10 o'clock and I was still really tired.

I woke up and looked over at the clock. It said 2'oclock. I yawned loudly and looked around my room. I heard voices down stairs, then footsteps coming up to my room. I looked up hoping it would be Sam, but was a little disappointed that it was Jacob Black. I'm sure my eyes widened a little because it looked like he got a lot taller.

He walked in and gave me a hug that only Jake could give. I smiled, even though I didn't know him all that well, he was a good friend. "Bella, are you okay?" He took his hoodie off and laid it on the bed.

"Ya Jake, I'm ok."

He looked really tired. There were bags under his eyes and his voice sounded a little strained. "Are you okay?"

He looked startled by my question. "Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know you just look really tired."

"I'm fine, I just don't sleep well at nights."

We sat there in a comfortable silence for a minute or two then we heard a car pull up and he stood up abruptly and looked out the window. Then he stiffened and turned around. He gave me a tense smile and hugged me bye. "I got to go Bells, but I'll be back tomorrow."

He rushed out the room before I could say anything. I was laying there with my foot propped up trying to figure out what happened. He looked over and saw he had left his hoodie. I heard the door slam, then the front door open. I heard a deep voice talking and Charlie saying, "Yes, go on up."

I heard the steps coming up and knew it was Sam before he opened the door. When he did open the door he smiled widely and rushed over to my side. He kissed my cheek making me blush. He smiled widely. "I'm glad you're feeling better today."

I can't help but smile back at him. He grabs my hand and sits on the bed. Part of me (a very small part) wants to tell him off for kissing me, touching me, and sitting on my bed. But the other part of me is craving more. He looks over and sees Jacob's hoodie. He glares at it, and then looks at me his face softening. "Jacob Black was here?"

"Yea, he's my best friend."

Sam seemed to cringe at that. "Be careful."

"Of what? Do you think Jacob would… hurt me?"

He paused, choosing his words carefully before saying, "Not….intentionally. He has some…..inner-demons. I would just…please be careful. Don't anger him, if you do. Run. Promise you will run."

I thought he was joking at first. I mean, ya Jake is huge for a teenager, but hurt someone on purpose? He didn't seem like that kind of person. But the serious pleading look Sam gave me made me promise. "I promise. I'll run." With those words, it seemed as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders. He put the hoodie on the rocking chair in the corner.

For the next couple of hours Sam sat beside me. He never left. He never complained about me. We talked, and talked, and talked. About everything, and nothing all at once. We talked about basic stuff at first. I knew he was 21, and worked at a construction job with Billy. He also did little jobs for his tribe. I knew that he had just broken up with his girlfriend Leah. He knew that I was 17, in high school with a job at Newton's. We also talked about important things, like Edward leaving me. I have no idea how I was able to talk about it, especially to someone I had just met.

I could hear more people downstairs, then footsteps on the stairs. He squeezed my hand and watched the door. In came the two guys that were with him last night, along with two girls. They all had the russet colored skin. The two girls smiled, "I'm Kim." She looked like a shy girl. "I'm Emily." The other girl seemed to be filled with energy, even not moving she seemed a force to be reckoned with. The two guys were smiling down at me. "I'm Jared," the shorter of the two said. He was standing next to Kim, and I could tell they were together. Jared was lean, and looked really fast. Looking at him and Kim made me think they were the perfect couple. The taller guy looked like he could be mean, "I'm Paul." He was tall, and had darker skin then Jared. He, obviously, was with Emily.

Something about them sparked my interest.

The way they looked and talked.

The way they held themselves.

So confident. Sure. Not afraid.

They were breathtaking.

They seemed so pure, and harmless.

I didn't know but something told me

They would be my family.