After my talk with Robin on Saturday, I went home and spilled my guts to my mother. I knew that I shouldn't have kept anything a secret, but imprinting on Sammy felt too painful to talk about with my mom. But, talking to Robin always made me feel better about whatever I was dealing with...which made me feel guilty for not talking to my mom about it first. There was a time, not too long ago, in my life where Nessie was my very best friend in the whole world. But growing up has changed so many things for my life. I used to be such a Momma's Girl, but now it felt like I couldn't relate to either of my parents. Which was rediculas becuase my dad phased and my mom was part vampire. They should be able to understand me better than a normal set of parents would understand me.

Nessie claimed to understand what I was going through when I told her everything that I told Robin about my fears of things never getting better and I even mentioned wishing that I could just die so Sammy could get what he wanted. Because his happiness was all I cared about. Mom smiled, frowned, cried, laughed, and held my hand while I went through my rollarcoaster of emotions Saturday night.

"Things will get better, baby." Nessie said when she kissed my forehead and tucked me into bed. "You're smart, beautiful, and a completely wonderful person. Sammy will come around, I promise. You're too good of a catch for him to ignore for long."

"Isn't imprinting supposed to make things easier?" I asked, trying not to start crying again since I had finally wore myself out enough to try to sleep.

Momma laughed lightly. "Oh, honey. Whoever said that?"

I blinked. "But, you and Daddy have it so easy..."

"Don't you think that we had troubles when he first imprinted on me?" Nessie asked. We had never really discussed my parents' relationship. There was never really anything to discuss: their relationship was always so perfect and loving and accepting.

I shook my head and Mom sat down on the bed next to me. "Well, we did." She said, gently tucking a piece of my curly black hair behind my ear with her hand. "I was just a baby...and your grandmother, a Newborn vampire at the time, almost killed my Jacob. No one really understood our relationship except Quil and Claire. Everyone judged us. Especially the Pack who thought that your dad was betraying the tribe. I was a half-vampire, the enemy, and he was the rightful Alpha. It wasn't until they all felt our connection in his mind that they understood and accepted us. There was no way that your dad could have walked away from me even if he tried, the connection was too strong."

"Sammy has no trouble walking away." I said, feeling tears rise up again.

"It's only been a day, honey. You can't expect everything to magically work out." More hair petting. "Imprinting points out your soul mate to you, that's all. It's not all love at first sight and happy rainbows like I think you've got it in your head. Quil and Claire had to deal with her family's judgement and that awkward transition between brother to best friend to lover that your father and I went through..." She paused, a look across her face, "and everyone in town knows that Sam and Emily had difficulties, too."

I took what Mom said to heart, but couldn't find it in myself to get out of bed the next morning.

I stayed in bed and cried, thinking about Sammy and his hatred towards me. I had been in his mind when the shift happened. He felt it. That's what hurt the most. He felt the imprint pull and still he wished that I would just disapear from existence because I was a freak. It broke my heart every time that I thought about it.

So all Sunday, I stayed in bed except for meals which Mom made me eat with her and Dad in the kithen.

"Daddy, please don't make me go." I said whenever Jacob came to wake me up for breakfast before school on Monday morning. "I can't face them yet. I can't face him. Please, oh please, Daddy, please don't make me go to school today. I swear I'll go tomorrow. Just please, not today."

Jacob looked at me with a mix of emotions before sighing. "Alright, Mary-bary. But just for today. Come eat breakfast with your mother, I've got work to do with the Council today. But tomorrow you're going to school."

"Thank you, Daddy." I said, giving him a hug as we headed towards the kitchen. I ate only what I was required and then returned to my bed until lunch. I went through two or three boxes of Klenex while everyone was at school. It felt like I was never going to see Sammy again, and my heart hurt just thinking about it.

So, you can understand why Monday night caught me completely off guard.

I had fallen asleep around nine o'clock, my eyes overwhelmed from crying the entire day and not able to stay open a second more, and was in a decently pleasant sleep considering my heart was severed in half.

My dream was normal at first: my family and I were at our old home, back when I hadn't phased yet and was simply a seven year old girl playing with her dolls, and I was happy. Then, like always in this dream, I phased for the first time and killed everyone that I loved dearly. Only this time, there was a lean black wolf lying dead around my family members. It was so vivid that I could even smell Sammy's blood in my room.

A nightmare like that should have startled me out of sleep. But still, I didn't wake up.

I was so out of it that I didn't hear the knock on the door.

"Go away." My father growled from down the hallway, apparently having answered the door.

"She a, she skipped track practice today, Mr. Black. Embry wanted me to check on her." His voice sounded like it was amplified in my ears.

I sat up straight in my bed, suddenly not tired at all. My heart was beating a thousand beats a minute, or so it felt, and I couldn't decide if I wanted to go out there and confront Sammy or curl up in my bed again and ignore him like he had been doing to me. So I clutched my blanket tight around me and eavesdropped instead, caught up in every word that my imprint exchanged with my father.

"At eleven o'clock at night?" Jacob asked in disbelief.

"Please, just let me see her real quick." Sammy said, an angry whine escaping from his mouth.

"And why should I do that, young man? You made my daughter cry for four days. Do you know what I want to do to you right now?" Dad all but growled again. "Let me tell you, it isn't pretty. In fact, if it were up to me, I'd be having you on patrol 'round the clock until the end of eternity."

"I understand that, sir." His voice was strained. "But, I need to just see her for a second, okay?"

"Jake, who's there?" Nessie asked, her voice telling me that she was in the hallway by the front door with them now instead of my parents' bedroom. "Oh."

"Please, just let me see her for a second. Then I'll leave, I swear." I couldn't tell if he sounded angry or in pain; maybe a little bit of both.

"Let me go ask Mary what she wants to do about this." Nessie said, sounding sympathetic to the boy who had crushed my heart into a million pieces.

Her bare feet sounded like ticking time bombs with each step she took headed towards my bedroom. I felt like I might get sick. My heart was in my throat and my hands were clammy. I didn't think that I could look at Sammy right now, let alone form any sort of words to say to him.

Two chapters in one day? I think I deserve some fantastic reviews lol. JK.

But, seriously, review and let me know if you want the next chapter to be in Sammy's POV. If not, it will be from Mary's like usual. Thanks for the input that I know you'll all have :D