I ONLY OWN THE PLOT.
Chapter - 7
At the sound of my stupid fake howl, Sam rolled down the window and looked back at me in surprise.
"Bella! What the hell!"
"C-Can I come in?" I uttered.
Sam opened the passenger's seat while he drove at the same time.
I crawled in, and shut the door. Sam was eyeing me suspiciously.
"Sorry, I thought this was chance to apologize to you so I jumped in your car instead," I said sheepishly.
"I'm listening."
Ugh. Apologizing. Crap.
"Er sorry for saying all that stuff," I said quickly.
His frowned while looking straight ahead on the road, "THAT'S your apology? I could've hurt Emily. AGAIN."
"I know, I'm sorry," I huffed, "Edward pissed me off before I came so I was all angry and I was taking it out on everyone " I trailed off, not wanting to be reminding of HIM.
"Do you know how awful it is, to know when you're imprint is in danger ?" Sam was panting hard thinking about it, "Because of yourself!"
"No, I don't really know what that's like," I said honestly.
He looked annoyed, "If I hurt her last night...she'd be scared to death of me because I I already hurt her like that."
"No, I think she's loves you," I said awkwardly, "No matter what."
He glanced at me with his eyes narrowed, "How would you know? That's not what happened with your bloodsucker."
Ouch. That hurt mentally.
"Well " I struggled to find the right words, "Edward was being a bastard purposely. You would only hurt her on accident, so, she has no right to be scared of you "
That didn't make sense.
"Hmph," he only mumbled, luckily understanding that was the best I could do. Maybe this was a bad time to apologize
Jacob's car was about a fourth of a mile ahead of ours, but we could still see Jacob and Paul in the trunk trying to push the other one off.
I chuckled at the sight, and from the corner of my eye, Sam was smiling too.
I examined him. I was used to his sour expression day and night but THIS; this was a real smile. And it made him look so much more attractive.
"Why don't you ever smile like that?" I couldn't help but ask.
Sam's pretty smile vanished and became sour again when he glanced at me, "What?"
"That," I said simply, "I've never seen you smile like that."
"Does it matter?" he pressed.
"Well it's rare," I shrugged.
"All of you think everything's fun and games, but we have duties to this world," he lectured, "We can get killed easily if we don't pay attention."
"Yea, but some of us aren't afraid to die," I said casually.
"Speak for yourself," he muttered.
"But why?" I pressed, "I'm used to almost dying. Now I just let everything fall in place."
"If you're going to talk about peace and love and how things are going to be placed " Sam said icily, " Then you rather talk to Jake."
"But he already knows."
"So what?"
"Fine, forget I said anything," I held up my palms.
"No problem."
Then there was silence. Surprisingly, HE was the one who broke it.
"So why date that leech?"
I blinked at him, "But I thought you didn't want to talk about love."
"Curious."
"Fine. Um he just seemed like the right kind of guy," I shrugged, "Handsome, mysterious fast "
"So you only like him for his vampire qualities?"
"No! Of course not! I mean, well, if he wasn't a vampire he'd be dead and I wouldn't have met him " I thought it over, "Even though I like the thought of never meeting him "
"You'd still be in love with him if it weren't for us werewolves," he sighed silently even though I heard it.
"Yea " I thought up a good change of subject, "So why were you following me that night you were chasing Victoria?"
Bingo. Caught him totally off guard.
"W-What are you talking about?" he couldn't help but stutter, "That was Jake."
"Even I found out it was you."
Sam groaned quietly to himself, "You were going home alone and I wanted to make sure you got home safely or else Jacob would have a fit if you were kidnapped."
"Why didn't you make Jake follow me? What about Quil and Embry? Even Paul?"
"They were all too busy."
"Doing what?"
"Eating."
"You sure about that?"
"Positive," he growled, and I immediately dropped that conversation in fear I would piss him off again and end up with a bigger cast.
He then searched through his radio to find a song. He landed on the one I actually hated at the moment.
He watched me cringe and asked, "What's your problem? Do you not like this song or something?"
"It's Debussy," I moaned, "It reminds me of Edward."
Sam groaned quietly, "Whatever."
"Can you just change the damn song?" I pressed.
He glared at me for a moment before going back to the radio and picking out something more punk rock.
"The song that reminds you of the leech is me and Emily's song," he said quietly.
I gaped at him, "Oh. Well, sorry, you can turn it back on. It was kind of I and Edward's song too."
He shrugged it off, "It's fine. We'll just leave it off."
"Okay," I said plainly.
Suddenly, we saw Paul tumble from the edge of the truck in front of us. Jacob fell to the floor of the trunk and began laughing. We passed Paul on our way.
"Shouldn't we go back from him!" I cried.
Sam was actually laughing, "Nah, just leave him. He can walk."
"Okay," I kind of chuckled with him. Sam felt like a member of the pack all right, but he was hiding it. Why was he hiding it!
The truck then halted to a stop in front of Jacob's house. I recognized Jared and Kim at the door while Leah sat on the porch, and Seth was waving frantically at all of us.
"Well " I sighed, unbuckling.
Sam glanced at me, "Charlie phoned and we told him you were in the protection of us, so, you can miss school today."
"Cool," I mumbled, knowing that I had no place to go, "Well I'll leave before you guys have your werewolf meeting."
Sam paused and mumbled, "Where are you going to go?"
"Home, of course."
"Well, you can stay," he opened his door and hopped out.
Wait, now I COULD stay?
"I can?" I gasped, excited.
He nodded once, "Sure. I don't care."
"But you said no visitors-"
"Forget what I said. You can stay with Emily and Kim, but you can't leave while we're away," Sam informed.
I couldn't believe it! YESSSSS!
Then, Sam trotted off to the pack of werewolves all huddled together, and were greeting Jared, Leah, and Seth.
"Come on, everyone over here. The redhead's scent is about," he called to the pack, "We're going to all need to split up and "
Then I ignored the game plan, knowing it was none of my business and trotted off to find Kim and Emily.
Maybe Sam wasn't such a bad guy.
Maybe he should start smiling more too.
