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So, this is obviously not chapter 12. I've decided that I was that happy with reviews for the last chapter that I wanted to write something special for you guys. So this is Brandon's POV and he has a certain conversation with Sam :)
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Brandon and Sam
Brandon's Point of View
Never before had I ever felt this nervous in my life. Not before my very first football game; not for my university interview or when I first asked Jen out. Never. Even though the other three events have contributed to my future, what I was about to do was the key to opening the next chapter of my life with Jennie. It was the life I wanted so, so much with her and only one man stood in my way – Sam Uley. Jennie's father.
Asking Jennie to marry me wasn't what was making em so nervous. I was ready for that. I'd hyped myself up for that ever since we moved out to Texas for college but this, this I hadn't prepared for. It hadn't even occurred to me that I'd have to overcome this obstacle to get to where I needed to be with my girl but it should have because I knew Sam was big on tradition. Including his daughter's boyfriend asking him for her hand in marriage. I knew that shit would hit the fan if I didn't. Sam would never bless our marriage if I went behind his back. Maybe if I asked him, it might even earn me some respect in his eyes.
I'd never been able to gauge what Sam thought of me. His behaviour towards me had always been indifferent; not cold but not friendly either. Just indifferent. That made it hard to read him even more. Sam was a very hard man to read anyway without that complication. He was like a stone, immovable wall – one I was about to face head on. Fuck.
I'd never truly been afraid of him, a little, well no, a lot intimidated but never afraid. He loves his daughter very much; it was understandable that he'd be indifferent to any guy who wanted to 'take' her from him, or at least I hoped it wasn't just me.
Any sane guy wouldn't even think about going up against a 6 foot 8 man head on, a man who morphed into a giant wolf and beheaded vampires for fun and duty; a duty that he took very seriously. No one in their right mind would risk themselves like I was about to do but I loved Jennie enough to try. Fuck, I loved her so much I'd happily die for her if I had to. Perhaps I should tell Sam that?
I'd never actually faced Sam alone before. Jennie had saved me from the father/boyfriend 'hurt her; I kill you' talk when we first got together, something I was grateful to her for eternally. Apparently, she was frightened that he'd chase me away. Silly girl; even back then I was head over heels for her.
I took a deep breath as I pulled up to my girl's childhood home. Sam's truck was in the driveway as was Emily's car. I sighed in relief slightly. I knew having Emily there was diffuse any situation that may get out of hand. Perhaps she should be there when I asked? Sam probably wouldn't go for that though.
I could feel my hands shaking as I turned off the ignition and hopped out the car. My heart felt like it was about explode as I walked up the walkway to the front door. I could do this. Shit why was this so hard? I thought to myself. Before I could stop myself, I was knocking on the door and waited nervously. Biting my lip, I fiddled with my car keys, waiting for someone to open the front door. I spun, surprised as it opened, revealing the very tall, very buff Levi.
His glasses were no longer on his face, not needing them since he became a wolf. Even from here, I could see the sadness in his eyes that was remaining from his phase. It had to suck for him. He watched me critically for a second before smiling politely, "Hey Brandon. What are you doing here? Where's Jennie?" he asked, opening the front door wider to allow me passage. I nodded to him in thanks. Tyler, who was even bigger than his brother, waved at me from the sofa in the living, controller in hand as he focused on some game on the X-box. I waved back, nervously.
"Hey, Levi, um...Jen's shopping with Billie and the others girls. I figured I'd come visit for a little while. Actually, where's your father?" I asked.
"Are you looking for Sam?" Emily called from the kitchen before appearing a second later. I smiled and hugged her tightly. "He's out with Jared but he should be back for lunch in about ten minutes."
"Oh, okay, do you mind if I wait? It's kind of important." I asked, sheepishly. She cocked a curious eyebrow but nodded, gesturing me to the living room.
"Sure, make yourself at home. Did you want some lunch whilst you're here?" she asked, walking back into the kitchen. I cleared my throat.
"Uh, no thank you, Emily." I politely declined, sure that I wouldn't be able to keep it down anyway. I walked to the couch and flopped down next to Tyler, who handed me a second controller. I played but I didn't really concentrate. Ty didn't really pay attention to the fact that I wasn't either, only revelling in the wins he would have never achieved if I was on my a game.
About fifteen minutes later, the front door opened and in walked Sam, Jared and Kim, along with their kids. Kim smiled and waved at me as she entered the kitchen as did Jared, but Sam took one look in my direction and my face before his eyes hardened and he gave me a weird look. He walked into the kitchen without another look or word.
I glanced around the living room, seeing no one playing attention to Sam's weird behaviour but when I glanced back at the kitchen doorway, Jared stood there smirking, watching me. It was then that I knew he and quite possibly Sam knew why I was visiting here today without his daughter. It made what I had to do that much harder. I felt doubt begin to creep into my mind as I combined Sam's weird look to Jared's and perhaps I wasn't coming out of this with Jennie's father's blessing for her hand in marriage.
"You, come talk on the back porch." Sam''s deep, commanding voice demanded from the kitchen doorway. My head snapped up and my eyes widened as I met his very cold state. It made my hands sweat more. I swallowed deeply, raising to my feet cautiously. The others looked at me in confusion but I ignored them, following Sam slowly into the kitchen and out the back door. The women in the kitchen watched me curiously, but also excitedly and hopeful.
Sam stood with his back to me on the back porch, his massive hands on the railing as he peered out into the endless yard leading to the tree line. When I exited the house, I was shocked and nervous to see Jared and Jeremy sitting a few feet away, smiling at me like they knew the purpose of life...and that I was going to fail. It was tense and quiet for the longest time. Neither of us seemed to want to breath , the silence suffocating us. Every couple of minutes, I'd hear a snicker from the other two present.
"So...you've come to ask me to marry Jennie." it was a statement, not a question. A statement said in the flattest, coldest voice I'd ever heard. It was quite obvious that he was not fond of the idea but I was still reeling over the fact that he'd read me so easily. What was I? An open book? My mind shattered, blown to pieces by his words and I lost my train of thought, along with my reasonable vocabulary skills.
"Oh, uh...well, I, erm...how- erm..." I spluttered nervously. Sam chuckled dryly, turning to peer at me with dry humour and amusement in his eyes.
"Do you think I'm a fool, or to have forgotten what it felt like to be in exactly the same situation as you with Emily's father? Looking at you now is like looking in a mirror of me 20 years ago. You look terrified, scared shitless and totally out of your element." he laughed coolly. I remained quiet, not denying anything he'd just said. He watched me closely, critically. "Nothing to say? Deny that you're scared to hell right now?"
"No, Sir, I can't deny that I'm, um, nervous and scared right now. What normal kid wouldn't be?" I asked rhetorically. He smirked as the other two laughed lowly.
"A kid is exactly what you are, Brandon so why are you asking me for Jennie's hand? Imprint aside, why should I allow it?" he asked curiously. His deep, hot eyes burned into mine, intensely but I didn't cower. I held my ground. I knew that my next words would impact greatly on his decision and I took a deep breath, readying myself to justify my love of my girl.
"With all due respect, Sir, I love your daughter, sassy attitude, wolf and all. I've never been more proud to walk in public with her by my side. I love her wit; I love her intelligence. I love everything about her because she's perfect for me. She makes me smile and laugh; she keeps me on my toes with everything she says and does and life is never, ever boring with her with me.
"She may be the wolf in this imprint, in this relationship but I still feel that urge to make her happy and keep her safe. I want to give her everything she could ever need or ever want. That, Sir, is why I ask you for her hand because I know that I can be anything she needs me to be, including a great husband and someone worthy enough to be the father of her children." I told him with intense conviction and determination in my voice, looking at him right in the eye as a wave of adrenaline coursed through me, pushing me onwards as I held his gaze and waited for him to give into my request.
Sam and I stared at each other for the longest time, so long that they sky was beginning to darken above us. I didn't even know whether the other two were still sitting a few feet away; all I could focus on was Sam and convincing him with my eyes, imploring him. When he was still silent for another age, I sighed.
"Please, Sir, allow me to marry you daughter and I'll spend the rest of out lives showing her how special and loved she is. I'll make her as happy as she could possibly be, given half the chance." I promised him, sincerely and genuinely. I don't think there's much else I could have possibly said or done to convince him that I was the right choice for his daughter. All I could do was wait for his verdict.
"You're a pretty talker, you know that, Brandon?" he said after a few minutes. I didn't know what to say to that so I didn't, remaining silent and waiting for him to continue on. "But...I put faith, trust and blessings into your pretty words and I will hold you to them until the day I die. You break my little girl's heart then I'll break you until you're unrecognisable, you got me?"
"h-that seems, uh, fair...Do you mean to tell me that, erm you a-aprove? That's to say...I can ask her?" I asked, dazed by the turn of events. This seemed too good to be true. My heart was hammering fast and despite him being human now, I was sure that he could hear it perfectly. I didn't care though. All I cared about was hearing his true answer with my breath held.
A slither of a smile crept upon his face and his eyes shined more than I'd ever , personally seen them. "Yes, Brandon. I give you my...blessings to ask Jennie to marry you." he told me plainly, nodding. My eyes widened with shock and disbelief.
"You're serious?"
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, boy, I'm serious. Now stop giving me chances to change my mind and get out of here before I take you up on one." he threatened, half-heartedly. I beamed joyously and ecstatically as I thrust my hands towards him.
"Thank you so much, Sir. I won't let you down, I promise." I spluttered overjoyed that I'd accomplished this supposed impossible task.
"I think you should ease up on the excitement there, Brandon. She has to say yes first." Sam laughed as he taunted me and raked all feelings of doubt to the surface. My face fell as dread took me as well. Shit, what if she didn't say yes? What if she said no? What the fuck then?
Sam and the other two, which had become three as Embry had shown up at some point, began to laugh loudly at my face and I huffed, blushing.
"Oh God, Dude, your face just then – priceless!" Jerry laughed, hysterically. I folded my arms and waited for them to ride out their laughter.
"We all know how you feel, Brandon. Trust us. She's – well, you're her imprint; of course she's going to want to marry you." Embry assured me, slapping me on the back a little too hard, knocking me for wards a little. He smiled apologetically.
"Yeah man, Sam's just teasing, though he ought to know better. She'll say yes." Jared seconded, shooting a look towards Sam, who stood against the railing, more relaxed and obviously smug with himself.
"Right, okay...now I just need to figure out how to ask her..." I mused, mostly to myself.
"How's about tonight, you take her to the beach or the cliffs for a picnic or something. I'll help you out with that though, or I'm sure Billie will help you." Emily offered from the back door, where was leant against the door frame as she grinned brightly with tears in her eyes. We all turned to look at her when she spoke and I blushed.
"Oh, tonight? Um, do you think it isn't too soon or something?" I spluttered. She shook her head.
"Definitely not." She exclaimed, aghast, though I know she was joking.
"Oh...okay then, um...I'll think about it and let you know, okay?" I said. Sam laughed fondly at his wife.
"Take no notice of Em, Brandon. DO it when you're ready, the way you want to." he told me, smiling fondly at his scowling wife. She folded her arms, huffing.
"Fine, suit yourself...Oh! Can I see the ring?" she asked, excitedly. My hand automatically travelled down to my pocket, which didn't go unnoticed by the men around me, where the ring resided. I didn't want to hide it somewhere because I was afraid that she'd sniff it out or find it accidentally. I couldn't risk that.
"Um...actually, I wanted Jen to be the first to see it, you know? I'm sure you'll be one of the first people she'll come to though...if she says yes."
"Emily snorted. "Of course she'll say yes." She scoffed with a small laugh and a dismissive wave of her hand as she turned back into the kitchen. She seemed so sure.
"See? Em said it so it'll happen." Embry assured me, winking. I nodded.
"Okay then...so it looked like I have a date to plan. I'll see you guys later, hopefully as with some good news." I told them, smiling as I nodded once and waved my hand. To Sam, I said, "Thank you, again, Sir. It means the world to me."
Sam nodded once. "You're welcome, Brandon." he replied gruffly. I let go of his hand and began to walk away. His voice stopped me. "Oh, and Brandon?"
I turned to face him. "Yes, Sir?"
"I think it's time you called me Sam." he demanded, nodding with the respect I could only dream of receiving from this great man. I grinned.
"Alright then, Sam. I'll see ya later."
"Yep, go make my girl happy and remember what I said."
"I will. Bye guys"
I was buzzing with relief and happiness driving home from Sam's house. Honestly, I expected it to turn out much worse than it did. It helped that Jared, Embry and Jeremy were there. Perhaps it diffused some of the tension a little every time they snickered under their breath. Sam certainly was a lot calmer than I expected. I couldn't believe I received his blessing to marry his daughter. I was going to ask Jennie Uley, my wolf, my imprinter, to marry me and I couldn't be happier.
All I needed to do know was to get her to say yes.
Oh God...
So there you guys go! I hope you liked that little insight to Brandon's mind!
The next chapter is already written and I'll post that on...Tuesday, maybe earlier if you guys are generous with reviews! Thanks! Oh, and it's only part one (there's two parts to sophomore year)
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