PPOV
Bella was out with Jacob today, and I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Jacob went with her to Port Angeles to pick up her phone. I was glad that she wasn't all alone, though.
Bella texted me when she got her new phone, but I guessed that she wouldn't be home for a while. I just wanted Bella to be happy, and it seemed like Jake made her happy. As long as he was just her friend, I would have to put up with him.
I was trying to occupy myself while Bella was gone. I straightened up my house a bit -it had gotten a little messy since I spent all my time patrolling or with Bella. At about 6:15, there was a knock on the door.
I wondered who it could be. It wouldn't be Bella as I had told her that she didn't have to knock and could just come in. I went to go answer the door, curious about who it would be, and saw the last person that I would've expected standing there in tears.
…Samantha.
"Samantha?" I asked, wondering if it was really her. She looked much skinnier then she had when we broke up. Her 6'1 height made her look even thinner.
"Can I come in?" She asked, tapping her foot like I was being impolite.
"Fine," I groaned as I stalked off to the living room leaving the door wide open. I sat down on the couch, and she sat next to me. "Would like to tell me why you're here?"
"Paul, Matthew… He broke up with me!" she cried.
Was she really telling me this? The guy that she was cheating on me with, my old best friend, had broken up with her and she was telling me?! I was just hoping to forget about both of them. I really didn't care about either of them anymore. I had Bella now, and that was all that mattered.
"Why are you telling me? Why are you even here in the first place?" I asked angrily.
"I realized I made a horrible mistake! Matt was never a good boyfriend in the first place. I loved you, I still love you. I never even liked Matt. It was all about sex!" She said, bawling her eyes out. Her hair, which I noticed she had dyed dark red, was covering her face.
Did Samantha have to tell me this? Was she trying to get back at me for never having sex with her? I wanted her out of my house; I didn't care how mean it was.
"Samantha, if this is really why you're here, then you should know that I'm in love with someone else. I'm not going to get back together with you!"
"You're lying. You still love me, I can tell! You were mad; don't let it ruin what we had... What I know we still have!"
"I wasn't. I was going to ask you to marry me that night!" I yelled. "You ruined me. I'm surprised I dated again so soon after you did that to me! How could I still love you? You made my life hell."
"Paul, you don't really believe that. Do you? I guess we'll just have to figure out."
Samantha leaned towards me and before I realized what was happening, she kissed me. She even started straddling me. I was trying to push her off, but I think she mistook it for wanting to continue.
"Samantha," I tried to say angrily. I guess that meant I was encouraging her to go on, in her mind.
She ran her hands up my shirt, and on my abs. I thought I heard a noise, so I turned my face as much as I could manage around and there was Bella.
I gasped. She was staring at us with tears running down her face. She ran out of the house before I even realized what was happening. I pushed Samantha off of me with more force than before, but by the time I got out she was driving away with Jacob.
"Samantha, you need to leave." I told her, sounding slightly more demanding than before. To my ears, however, all I could hear was my desperate pleading tone.
"Was that… her?" She asked.
"It's none of your business," I said stubbornly, not wanting to answer her question.
"She looks a little young, doesn't she?" She asked judgmentally. "You'd be so much happier if you got back together with me. I'd be surprised if she even takes you back. I mean, you didn't after you saw Matt and me."
"I don't need the reminder. Seriously, leave." I knew I sounded like a douche bag, but I had lost all patience with her.
After another five minutes of arguing like that, I got her to leave. I didn't know what to do though. Should I go find Bella? Should I give her a bit of time to cool off? I could feel her pain though. One of the many perks of imprinting was that when your imprint was in pain, so were you. It was unbearable; I just wanted to go help her.
Before I could think about her pain any longer, the phone rang. It was Sam.
"Hey," I said, wondering what he was calling about.
"Sadly, this isn't a friendly phone call. I'm sure you know what I want to talk about," Sam said sternly.
"Oh…" I whispered. I didn't think he would already know- I figured it would take a day or two for him to learn. I'm sure Jake or Billy told him.
"Paul, I can't believe you. Bella is part of our pack. Even without your imprint she would be. Her and Jake are best friends. I can't believe you would do something like that. After you felt what it did to you, you would think that you wouldn't consider doing it to anyone else. You better make this right because I don't want our pack breaking up over it. I'll try and make Jake back off, but I can only hold him back for so long. Bella is like his sister and I won't stop him from trying to protect her," Sam lectured me in his alpha voice.
"I will, Sam. I promise. I'm going to try and fix it. It was a mistake! I didn't kiss her! She kissed me! I was trying to get her to back off when Bella saw us, I swear."
"Did you believe Samantha when she told you that, after you caught her with Matthew?" He asked.
"No," I said, defeated.
"Exactly. It's going to take a lot of convincing to get Bella to believe you. It might be different with an imprint, but Bella's had her heart broken before. She probably isn't going to be too willing to take you back with open arms for a while."
"What should I do, Sam? Should I go look for her or give her some time? Do you even know where she is? I need to see her. I need to explain everything." I said hysterically. I hoped that Sam would at least help me a bit.
"Well, I know that she's with Jacob. Billy told me that she's staying over there tonight. Don't go doing anything stupid though, Paul. You don't want to piss Jacob or Billy off anymore. She's like a daughter to Billy. I think you should at least try and talk to her. The longer you wait, the worse it will get. I don't know if she's going to want to talk to you, but at least try."
"Thanks for being there, Sam. I know you're pissed at me," I said softly.
"No worries. Everybody needs some advice. Plus, I'm your alpha. I sort of have to be here for you whether I like it or not," Sam said with a chuckle.
"I'm going to go talk to Bella. I'll talk to you tonight when I have patrol."
I hung up and grabbed my car keys. The ride to Jake's house was only a few minutes long, but I was anxious. I didn't know what Bella was going to say to me.
Once I got there, I figured out she was not saying anything.
I knocked on the door, and Jake answered. "Is Bella here?" I asked.
"What's it to you?!" He shouted at me.
"I can smell her. She's here. I need to talk to her, Jacob. It's an emergency." I didn't know if Jacob knew all of the details yet. Even if Sam did, that didn't guarantee anything. Bella might've just told him a little bit of the story.
"I know what you did to her. She doesn't want to talk to you. Plus, she's asleep."
"Well, doesn't she need to be home anyway?" I asked. Even if Sam said Bella was staying here, I doubted that Charlie would let Bella. He seemed to be much more protective over her.
"Why should I tell you?" He asked, still refusing to answer my questions.
"Jake, it wasn't my fault! It was a mistake, I swear! You can even listen to my thoughts! Then you'll see that I'm telling the truth!"
"I'm sure you can lie through your thoughts, if you try hard enough. Now, leave. I don't want to talk to you and neither does Bella. If you ever want to speak to her again, I'd be pretty careful the next time you talk to her. I warned you what I would do to you if you broke her heart. She doesn't even seem to care that I want to hurt you!"
That really did hurt. Bella didn't care if Jacob beat the crap out of me? I wanted to believe that Jacob was lying or at least exaggerating, but I had a feeling he wasn't. Bella didn't care about me anymore. I didn't know why I had even let Samantha into my house. She was screwing up my life again. I needed to talk to Bella. I needed to explain.
"Jake, just hear me out."
Jacob slammed the door and I just stood there shocked. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was supposed to be happy now that I had imprinted! I just wanted to make everything right again.
Bella wasn't at school the next day, even if I wasn't very surprised. I was sad though, I really just wanted to see her. Mike had looked a bit concerned at school, but at least she was talking to him! I had already tried to call her, but it wasn't helpful. Every time it went straight to voicemail, so I figured her phone was off.
I was hoping she would be there tomorrow. I wanted to tell her the truth.
On the way home, there she was on the back of Jake's motorcycle. She wasn't even wearing a helmet! The least Jacob could do was make her safe, but no. I doubted that Charlie actually knew she rode motorcycles. Her and Jacob had apparently ridden a lot back before he phased.
Her body was pressed close to his, while her face was buried in his neck. I didn't care if it would take a lot of convincing to win Bella back; I just didn't want to see her on the back of Jacob's damn motorcycle again.
A/N: Who's buying Harry Potter today? I know I am! Haha. I might love Twilight, but I like Harry Potter more. Sorry to all you Harry Potter haters. :P Reviews are love and make me update faster. (: