Author's Note: I'm so sorry for the extremely long wait. Just some life stuff got in the way. I took some parts from the book and movie for this chapter. After this, I'm pretty sure I won't be following the books anymore. This will be it's own story. Hopefully, you guys won't have to wait so long for the next one. I hope you enjoy reading and please review! :)

Before I went to bed, all I could think about was Sam. He was on constantly on my mind and I didn't want to stop thinking about him. I liked how deep his voice sounds, how tall he was, his beautifully smooth russet skin, and also how strong he was. I wonder if he was thinking about me, too, and I actually hoped he would be.

When I went to sleep, I woke up in a forest dreaming about a black wolf always at my side loyally like a golden retriever. I stared at his black eyes as if he had more stories to tell. Then there were a lot of cute wolf puppies with us, too, and all of them cuddled to us and they played with each other acting very cute. One kept nudging me at my leg, looking up at me, so I had the urge to pick him up and held him in my arms. He nestled comfortably as I cradled him. The black wolf guarded over us as if it's our protector. I had the feeling that all of us was a one big, happy family.

My eyes opened and I felt at peace when I wake up to the morning sun. It was the best sleep I've had since I first got here. I didn't know what the black wolf meant. Maybe it had a symbolic or spiritual meaning, but I wasn't too entirely sure. It felt like the wolf meant something special to me.

I got ready for the day and noticed that Charlie had gone fishing. After a shower, I changed into a simple t-shirt and jeans and I also made my bed. I had cereal for breakfast as I wondered about what Sam could be doing today of where he was. I wished that I can go see him again. There was no way to contact him. I blame myself that I didn't think of to exchange phone numbers. All I knew where he lived was somewhere in La Push obviously.

But that could mean something. Having more contact with a guy meant that you wanted something more out of it like a relationship. How could I want to be with Sam romantically when I barely know him? Sure we may have talked a little and there was something about him that got me yearn for more. When we talked, it felt like reuniting with an old friend, like I've known him all my life. That's how well we had clicked together.

How could I get a hold of Sam again? Jacob knew him, they were friends. Maybe I could call him and ask if he could tell me Sam's phone number. I thought about doing that after I did my homework. I worked on a paper about Macbeth that was due on Wednesday so I did an outline of a rough draft.

When I finished my paper, I took the free time to call Jacob, but the other problem was I didn't know his phone number. So, I had to call Charlie's cell and ask him. He seemed very delighted that I wanted Jacob's phone number to talk to him for some reason. After I got it, I called the Blacks, and fortunately, Billy, Jacob's father, had answered it. I requested for Sam Uley's phone number and he was intrigued that I wanted to reach him. It was as if he knew something I didn't. He gave me Sam's number and I was excited to talk to him again. Hear his deep, husky voice.

I jotted down Sam's number on a notepad and called him. After two rings, I heard him picked up.

"Hello?" Sam asked.

"Hello, Sam, it's me," I said, trying not to feel like a giddy school girl. "Bella."

"Oh, hey, Bella," He sounded happier at hearing my voice and a grin appeared on my face at hearing his. "What's up?"

"Nothing, I just..." I felt a blush coming onto my face and I was glad he couldn't see it. "Wanted to talk to you. I should've given you my number at the beach yesterday, but I didn't think of it."

"Oh, yeah, I regretted that I didn't ask for your number, too. How did you get mine?"

"I called the Blacks and Billy answered. He gave it to me and I called you," I answered. "I hope you're not too busy and don't mind-"

"Oh, no. Not at all. I'd love to talk to you forever and hear your voice." How he said it gave me a tingling sensation throughout my body and made my heart soar that he was so fascinated with me of all people.

"What do you want to talk about?" Sam asked after a moment of silence.

"I don't know," I admitted. My strong desire and impulse was just to call him and talk about anything. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Anything you tell me. I can listen to everything you say." His words sent butterflies fluttering inside my stomach.

"I had an interesting dream last night." I recalled.

"Really? What was it about?" Sam asked.

"Well, I dreamed about you," I was glad he couldn't see my blush. "And I think you became a wolf, but it wasn't a regular sized wolf, it was the size of a horse. The wolf was black and there were many other wolves, too. I think I saw some pups with us, too," I chuckled, remembering I was holding one of them. "You should've seen them. They were so cute."

"I would've love to see the pups, too." Sam responded wistfully.

"But that was just a crazy dream I had about wolves for some reason..." I muttered.

"No, it's okay. I liked hearing about your dreams. Wolves are sacred to my tribe. It's against tribal law to kill them."

"Really?" I asked with interest. "Maybe the wolf had a symbolic spiritual meaning to my dream then."

"Maybe..." He drifted off cryptically. Always so mysterious.

"What did you do today?" I asked him.

We talked again for what feels like forever, but according to the time on the phone, it was only for two hours. That had to be a new record for me. He told me about what he's been working on as a construction worker and I told him that I finished my homework. It was just average day things, but I liked it when Sam talked about his mundane days. They sounded interesting rather than mine. I'll listen to him talk about anything. Lastly, I gave him my phone number before we hung up on each other.

Charlie noticed the good mood I was in the next day. Now that I have Sam's phone number, we talked as often as we can. He still was busy with his other things he had to do, but always made time for me.

After we ate breakfast, Charlie left in his cruiser and I grabbed my rain jacket to leave for school. I was one of the first ones there at the parking lot. After I parked my car, I did my homework on one of the picnic benches. The seat was a little damp, so I sat on my jacket.

"Bella!" I heard someone call, and it sounded like Mike.

I looked around and saw that there were many kids had arrived already. We talked on the way to school. He was still into me and just couldn't take the hint I wasn't interested. I brought up Jessica, but he was clueless about her crush on him. It was driving me crazy that they couldn't realize their feelings toward the other.

We walked in Trig class. Jessica was bubbly as she talked to Angela and Lauren planning for a Port Angeles trip tonight to go dress shopping and invited me. I didn't need one, but I'd go hang out with my friends anyway except Lauren was there. Jessica mostly talked about the dance all day.

At lunch, I expected to see the Cullens at their regular table. I remembered what I promised Sam that I'd stay away from them and that's what I planned to do. But when I looked over at their way, the table was empty.

Throughout the day, I didn't really feel anything that the Cullens were gone, but I was curious as to what happened to them.

When I got home, Jessica called to cancel our plans because Mike had asked her out to dinner. I was relieved and happy for them. Mike finally came to his senses and had the guts to do it which also meant he'd back off of me. She scheduled our shopping trip for tomorrow night.

So, I did my usual daily things at home like making dinner, doing homework, and emailing Renee. Then I read one of my favorite Jane Austen books for fun. I made dinner for Charlie and I that turned out to be really good. I asked him if I could go dress shopping and I had his permission.

In the next morning, I had on a deep blue v-neck blouse for warmer weather. At school, the Cullens was still a no show when I didn't see the familiar silver Volvo. It really shouldn't bother me that much, but it was obvious to notice their disappearance. I just went to English and focused on my classes. Thoughts of Sam returned and that made me feel better and forget all about the Cullens.

What's even great was that Lauren wouldn't come with us for the Port Angeles trip because had other obligations. This night could turn out to be not so bad after all.

After school, Jessica drove Angela and I to Port Angeles by four. She talked about boys and her dinner with Mike that went very well. Angela would be going with Eric, but was passively happy about that. I still didn't want to go, but a thought did creep into mind if I should take Sam. He was nineteen and guests were allowed to come to Prom if they're twenty one and under. But that meant I should buy a dress which would lead to questions by Jess and Angela. Mostly Jess. I wouldn't want to put Sam through the Prom anyway.

Port Angeles was beautiful city, but we didn't spend much time to admire everything. We did our shopping mission. The dance was semiformal, and we didn't know what that exactly meant. I told them I've never been to a dance in Phoenix.

"Didn't you ever go with a boyfriend or something?" Angela asked dubiously as we walked through the front doors of the department store.

"I've never had a boyfriend to go anywhere with. I didn't go out much."

"Why not?" Jessica demanded.

"No one asked me," I answered honestly.

She looked skeptical. "People ask you out here," She reminded me. "And you tell them no."

We're in the juniors' section, scanning the racks for dress-up clothes.

"Well, except for Tyler," Angela amended.

"Excuse me?" I gasped. "What did you say?"

"Tyler told everyone he's taking you to prom," Jessica informed me as if I should know that.

"He said what?" I made a noise like I was choking.

"I told you it wasn't true." Angela murmured to Jessica.

I was speechless unable how to react out of shock, but that got quickly turned to irritation. We had found the dress racks, and got to work.

Jessica let me know that that's why Lauren didn't like me because of Tyler. I told them I still wouldn't go with them and wanted to run him over with my truck for spreading that stupid rumor around.

I waited for them as I sat on a low chair just inside the dressing room while they tried on dresses. Jess was torn with two and I encouraged her to go with a knee-length electric blue with spaghetti straps. She could be good eye candy for Mike.

Angela chose a pale pink dress that draped around her tall frame pleasantly. I complimented on their dresses and helped to return the rejects to their racks.

We continued to shop and planned to go to a little Italian restaurant on the boardwalk since our shopping wasn't long like we'd expected. I told them I'd meet them at the restaurant in an hour - I wanted to look for a bookstore. They wanted to come with me, but I didn't want to bore them with my browsing. I could get so invested when I'm surrounded by books; it was my alone time. They walked off to the car chattering happily, and I headed in the direction Jess pointed out.

When I found the bookstore, I went inside and browsed a little until I found the perfect book. I purchased it and walked outside. I was lost in my thoughts about Tyler's stupid rumor, the Cullen's random disappearance, and what mostly got my attention, Sam Uley. When I thought about him, it was like I'm walking on clouds and peace surrounded me. I instantly felt better even without his presence. It's been a long time since I've seen him him. The last time I did was at the beach.

While I walked, I went down an alleyway and there were these two guys coming toward me from the other end. I felt warning signals that they were up to no good and walked away from them. But more suddenly appeared and crowded around me. They cat-called me, trying to get my attention. All of them closed in on me and I was trapped, not being able to escape.

"Hey, you're really pretty." I felt one of them touch me and I flinched away.

"Don't touch me!" I demanded, but that didn't stop them.

Suddenly, I heard the squealing of tires as a car swerved around the corner. The headlights was blinding in this time of night. The car flew over here almost running the guys over and I jumped out of the way in time.

When I got a better view of the car when it's parked under the streetlights on the road, it wasn't just any ordinary car. It was Edward's silver Volvo. A flicker of disappointment came when it wasn't Sam like I secretly wanted.

Edward got out of the car and commanded in a furious voice. "Get in the car."

I knew I shouldn't trust Edward and Sam warned me to stay away from him. But I had no choice to get in.

This was the second time he had saved my life.

I got in the passenger's seat despite everything in me told me I shouldn't.

I watched Edward from the dashboard window what he's doing to the guys. I only saw his back and their faces. He stood in a menacing pose, and for some reason, they all were terrified of him and backed away in fear. Then Edward got quickly into the car and we drove off fast to the road. I wondered what Edward did or have said to make them so afraid.

"I should go back there and rip those guys heads off," Edward threatened. His hands clutched onto the steering wheel and his arms was tensed.

I knew what those guys really wanted to do, but decapitating heads was a bit extreme. They weren't successful anyway.

"Uh, no, you shouldn't." I hated how insanely fast he was going, it made me nervous that we could crash at any second.

"You don't know the vile, repulsive things they're thinking." He scowled angrily.

"And you do?" I countered.

"That's not hard to guess," He replied as if trying not to release his temper and murderous rage. I suppose not by how the way they acted. "Can you talk about something else? Distract me so I wouldn't turn around."

"Put your seatbelt on." I immediately told him. Edward was going way over the speed limit. The least thing he could do was be safe about it.

Instead he only laughed at my request and still drove like a speed demon anyway.

He suddenly parked at the restaurant of La Bella Italia.

"How did you know...?" I began, but I heard him getting out and he opened my door.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm taking you to dinner." He smiled slightly, but his eyes were hard.

I should stop this before it'll get anymore worse. I've just been being a danger magnet tonight.

"No. You don't have to-"

"I want to and you have to be hungry." He persisted to tempt me.

My stomach did growl a little, but I didn't want to go with him. Sam wouldn't like it if I did. I shouldn't lead Edward on anymore.

"I am, but-"

"Then you do want to get something to eat with me." Edward replied as if he knew he was right.

"I'm here with my friends and I'll go eat with them. Thank you for what you did tonight, I really appreciated it. But I don't think we should be friends anymore."

A frown appeared onto his pale, perfect face. "What do you mean, Bella? Where did this come from all of a sudden?" Then he mused. "Maybe you're not thinking straight. You're still in a little of a shock over what happened."

"Edward..." I sighed at having to explain it to him.

Fortunately, Jessica and Angela stood outside of the restaurant and came to us when they saw me. The relief was evident on both their faces and changed to surprise when they saw who was with me.

"Where have you been?" Jessica asked suspiciously.

"I got lost," I lied. "And then I ran into Edward."

"Would it be alright if I joined you?" He asked Jessica and Angela in a captivating and alluring voice that astonished them and even me. We nearly got sucked under his charm.

But something made me snap out of it before I could let him join us.

"No, Edward," I refused. "I don't want you to come with us. Thank you for your help tonight, but you can leave now."

Edward was taken aback like he didn't expect that reaction from me. Before he could say anything, I pulled Jessica and Angela toward the restaurant.

"Wow. You turned down Edward Cullen." Jessica breathed in amazement.

"Don't mention it." I muttered as we were about to step inside.

When the girls got in the restaurant, I looked back if Edward was still watching me, but he wasn't.

Edward and his shiny, silver Volvo was gone.

Author's Note: So, that took care of Jacob in the last chapter and Edward is gone. For now, maybe. I didn't like in the book that Jessica and Angela didn't seem to care what happened to Bella. They just continued on and ate without her and didn't go look for her or do something. It just seemed a bit unrealistic to me, but I knew why Meyer wrote it that way so Edward could rescue her again. Meh, oh well. Hope you like this chapter and I'll try not to have you guys wait so long for the next one. :)