Delusional

- Summary: Bella's not delusional. She can't be. But she keeps seeing him.

Pairing: Sam/Bella

The forest ground was cold against her bare feet, her body moving forward at her own accord. "Wait." Bella called, following the tan figure through the woods. She could barely catch up. He was huge. Had long legs that made for long strides. She quickly raced around a tree to see nothing and no one. She panted slightly turning around in a circle. "Where are you?" She asked, her voice echoing. "Right here." He whispered in her ear.

He pushed her up against a tree, his dark brown eyes staring into her own. "You shouldn't be out here...all alone." He purred softly, kissing her neck up to her ear and down again. Bella lifted her hand, reaching out to touch him. Maybe she would this time. "I'm not alone. You're here." She whispered watching him closely. He moved away from her last minute, shaking his head. "You're not ready."

He started to back up into the shadows, leaving Bella feeling helpless. She took a step forward, holding out her hand. "Don't leave me." She whispered brokenly. "Not here. In these woods." She pleaded. He disappeared from sight, leaving Bella utterly alone, or what she thought was alone. The young wolf watched his little human look for him, she was growing tired, that he could tell. She was never far enough though. Every night he lured her out into these woods. Like he found her, she needs to find him, but until then? She'd never be ready. She was so close to him. But her fear stopped her from moving forward. All she had to was cross the small threshold of light to the darkest side of the forest. She could finally touch him. If she trusted him.

There she was, staring into abyss, like always, her eyes searching. She usually backed away, her eyes widening at what could be beyond this point. Sam watched as she stepped a tentative foot out.

She drew it back quickly with a gasp. It was cold on that side of the woods. Utterly cold. Desolate. She turned away, walking towards home, what she felt like was home.

She glanced back at the trees, the shrouding darkness. Shivering slightly, she kept walking, growing more tired as she went. When she finally passed out on the forest floor from exhaustion, did Sam come to her side, carrying her home.

He wiped her feet of any evidence of being outside, and laid her back in bed. He smoothed the hair on her head back, waiting for the next night to come. She'd cross that light, and let the darkness take her.

Delusional

"Come find me Bella."

Sam whispered into her ear, his hand in her hair. The moon was bright tonight, illuminating most of the forestry around them. Bella's hand was inches away from his face before he disappeared again from her sight.

Bella races after him, the moon just slightly brightening up the paths she ran across. "Don't go." She said, her eyes dancing around, looking for any sign of him. She knew she wasn't going to catch him.

This had to be some horrible...slightly sexual dream that she was having. She always woke up in her room, there's no way she's really out here at night. As if she would be caught dead in these woods. The very woods she lost a piece of herself in.

That's why she chased after this mystery man. He did find her, and she never got his name. Maybe this was her conscious trying to cling on to her memory of Edward. Maybe she finally went off the deep end.

Or maybe she died from heartbreak. Maybe this was her punishment. She just didn't understand this need to touch him. He wasn't real, so why did it matter? Why did she feel so drawn to this man? Was her mind trying to give her something she wanted so desperately with Edward that she's conjured up this handsome man.

This man that wasn't afraid to touch her. Whisper to her. Why was he so... much? Bella stopped again, the dark trees staring at her. There was this light, a line really, that went from one end to the forest to the next.

But no matter how bright, the other side seemed dead to her. She wanted to find what was on the other side so bad, but she was terrified. Was this abyss some type of heaven or hell? Was she clinging on to life in these woods?

Or was there truly something sinister in those woods that would eat her alive? Come find me Bella... Bella was hesitant. Is he the sinister thing she's so desperately afraid of? Would she find herself? That part of her she so desperately wanted back?

Bella swallowed, reaching a hand out. Her heart hammered in her chest, loudly thumping. The forest went deathly silent, making Bella's knees shake. Her lip wobbled and she backed away a few steps. She couldn't do it.

She didn't want to know what was on that other side.

Delusional

Sam watched again, ever patient, hearing Bella look for him. This made night 5. She needed to let all of her thoughts go. If she let the darknesss consume her...he'd be right there.

But he wasn't meant to prod or push. She had to do this on her own. If she was worthy of the alpha. He hated luring her like this, playing on her fears, but it was time.

It was time he showed her the darkness to this world she called home. She had no hope. No faith. But that'll be the only way she truly found everything she was looking for.

Her face was stretched with annoyance, as she stared right at him. She was shaking a bit, and Sam was hoping she was finally ready. All she has to do is walk.

Her foot once again, reached across the threshold. Slowly, she moved the other, before moving forward. The forest once again went silent. He could hear her breathing clear as day. "Where are you?" She asked out loud, turning in a circle. She stepped into the darkness, it covering her immediately.

"Hello?" She whispered, looking around. Sam walked forward slowly, her back to him. He leaned down into her ear, nuzzling her neck. "You've found me."

AN: I honestly don't know where this came from but...hey.