Chapter Ten: Farewell

Thank you all for your suggestions, but I decided that I wanted to have a dramatic turn in this chapter.

When you're happy, when you are in that place where the pieces of your life all fit together, you think to yourself "what could possibly go wrong?" Apparently, a lot can.

The moment was blissful. I have decided that my favorite place in the world is between Sam's arms.

"I love you so much," Sam whispered into my ear as we were dancing.

"I love you more. I really do."

"No you don't."

"Prove it."

"Jacob you're not losing your virginity now. I want it to be special." It's like he read my mind.

I laughed. As I put my head on his chest again, I saw Bella, Paul, and Leah coming towards us.

"What's up with you interrupting our special moment," I joked, "I'm sure you are all here for my autograph for the speech. Line up dudes."

They didn't laugh. In fact, they didn't even smile. Something bad happened. I could see it in their expressions.

"What happened?"

Sam tightened his grip on me as if he knew the answer to my question was going to be a really bad one.

"Carlisle called," Bella started, taking my hand. "Your dad had a stroke Jacob. He's at the hospital."

"The doctors are working on him," Paul muttered, obviously unhappy.

"They said it doesn't look good," Leah said, making what happened sound like a bad dream.

"No, he can't be. He's fine. I saw him a few hours ago when he left to dinner. There's no way he could have had a stroke. You are all lying," I screamed in denial. I couldn't believe this was happening. My dad, the only family I had left was disappearing at the moment. Sam hugged me into his chest as my tears started to flow. I was never the type to cry but this was painful to hear.

Sam signaled to Bella to leave and asked her to keep him updated. He understood that I wouldn't want a crowd at the moment so he asked them to leave. We sat in the clearing, the place where I was sharing the happiest thoughts of my life moments ago, only to have them crushed in a matter of seconds. My dad was very important to me.

He was the only parent I knew. He raised me in the toughest circumstances available. My mom died while giving birth to me so he was all I had left. Now, he'll probably be gone.

Sam didn't speak anything. He just sat there and hugged me tightly while wiping my tears from my face. I actually didn't want him to talk; I just wanted him to understand my silence because I was out of words.

After about half an hour, I finally spoke.

"Can we go see him?"|

"Sure, get up," he said, kissing me on my forehead. I have to admit, that made me feel better. It made me feel safe. "Remember, no matter what, I love you."

"I know you do," I whispered.

We got into his car and we drove off to the hospital.

The next few days were tough. I had everyone I knew and loved around me, supporting me and my father. It was nice to see everyone care, but at the same time, I was panicking all the time. Sam never left my side. I slept at the hospital for a few days. The doctors kept telling us that the situation was tough, but with each day they'd give us more hope, until in the end, they crushed it.

"We're very sorry, but his heart was too weak," one of the surgeons said.

I had a breakdown. "His heart was never weak. He had the biggest heart of all. He cared for everyone; he'd listen to whatever I had to say. He was a good man! He was my father! He is not weak!"

Most people around me started crying and Sam sat right beside me as I sobbed. I couldn't take all the sadness in the room so I asked Sam for us to go home.

When we got home, I directly went to take a shower. The sound of the rushing water cooled me down a little. When I got out, there was Sam, waiting for me. I directly went over and kissed him. If anyone could help me through this, it's him. It will always be him.

"Sam, can I move in here? I mean I don't think I could go back and that house, just so many memories of my…" He cut me off with a kiss.

"I can't believe you are asking this. Of course you can. We'll go get your things tomorrow."

"Let's go sleep. I need rest."

"Let's go pup."

I slept through the night in his arms, hoping that by the time I wake up, this would turn out to be a bad dream. Oh I wish it was just a dream.

I hope you like this chapter. I needed progress with Sam and Jacob (them moving in), so this was the way I decided to do it. Let me know how I did. Review.