Authors Note:
So sorry for the late update. My life has been hectic. I recently moved closer to my hometown, so I was pretty busy with the move, and boy, was it stressful. Anyway, shit hits the fan, people. I repeat, shit hits the fan. I was thinking of splitting this chapter up, but I didn't think it would work, and I'm ready to introduce some more conflict into this story. It feels like it's been peaceful for too long.
Venus Fly Trap
Lily POV
(November 24th, 2005)
"Bella, the table's set if you wanna come down," I said. It was as if I was talking to the wall; she made no movement or reply to my statement. Bella just sat there facing the window.
"Bella, please come down. You need to eat." Still no response. I just sighed.
"I'll bring your plate up then. Please try to eat a little more than you have been." I turned out of the room and walked down to see dad at the bottom of the stairs with a dejected face. We both had hoped that the holidays would cheer Bella up, and she would shake off the funk she had been in since Edward had left. But it seemed like it wasn't going to work. I put on my best fake smile, trying to make dad happy.
"No luck, I see," Dad said with a frown, seeing through my smile. He had hoped that the first holiday he got to spend with both of his girls wouldn't be like this. But life wasn't always what you had expected.
My smile dissolved. "No, I'll go ahead and bring up her a plate."
"Alright, Lily Pad. I'll wait at the table."
I wish I could break Bella free. Maybe by next month, she would be back to herself. We could only hope.
Bella POV
(December 13th, 2005)
Everything hurt; there was no point to anything. Breathing. Eating. Living in general. I just wanted to die without Him. He was my reason for living. He was my soul, and without Him, I was just an empty shell.
I heard the door quietly open. "Bella, we're decorating the tree. Want to come help?"
It was Lily. She tried so hard to include me, but she would never understand the pain I was in. She could never grasp the situation. I just wanted to be left alone, to die like He left me too. I just stared out the window, wishing that He would come through it. Hoping that He would.
"Bella? Would you like to come down?"
Just leave Lily is what I wanted to say, but I could form the words. My lips not moving, and my throat dry. So I just stayed quiet.
I heard a small sigh and footsteps walking out of the room. Alone again, I'm all alone. I'll be alone forever.
Lily POV
(January 16th, 2006)
Sitting down at the table enjoying my cup of coffee. Taking in the quiet morning, trying to wake up. It had been another long night with Bella's nightmares and screaming. She had consistently woken dad and me up with her screams. I would be the one who would stay with her and try to calm her, but as soon as she fell asleep again, it wouldn't be long till another nightmare would shake her.
"Is there any more coffee in the pot?" I jumped a little at dad's sudden appearance behind me, but my racing heart soon calmed.
"Yeah, there should be enough for a cup," I replied, giving him a small smile. Dad just gave me a nod and headed towards the pot. It was quiet for a while, then dad finally spoke.
"How much sleep did you get last night?"
I stared at his back, wondering where this line of questioning was going. "Probably about 3 hours."
He sighed as he turned to me, "This can't go on forever. We can't keep going on with so little sleep; we're going to end up making mistakes at work if this keeps up any longer."
I frowned, internally agreeing with him, but I was wondering what plan he was thinking of. "So what do we do? I agree that she needs help that we can't give."
"I've been talking to Reneé, and we've been talking about sending her to Florida." He said with an even deeper frown.
I knew he wouldn't reach out to Reneé unless it was dire. "I think that would be a good choice for her, but I don't think that will be enough. She needs serious help; maybe sending her to a mental institution would benefit able for her. She'll be seen by therapist regularly and learn some coping mechanisms."
"Don't talk about me as if I'm a child!" Bella's voice broke through our conversation. "I don't need you people making decisions for me!"
Both dad and I turned red at the sudden intrusion, not expecting her to have left her room. Dad was the first to speak up.
"Bella, we're just worried for you. You can't keep living like a zombie."
Bella just shrieked. "What would you know about the pain I'm going through!"
I had had enough. I had enough of her wallowing in self-pity. I stood up and faced her. "Bella, you need help. You need to find peace with what happened. We love you. We only want what's best for you. And what's best for you is getting help. Look, we understand it's hard, but it was just a breakup, you're first love at that, but you have to move on."
Bella snapped back. "Shut the fuck up, Lily! Stop acting like you know what's best for me."
Dad nodded and tagged on, "Bella, all you do is stay up in your room. You need to go out, have fun with your other friends."
It was Bella's turn to turn red. "I'm going out with Jessica tonight. We're going to the movies." It was a blatant lie, but she tried to hide it well. I don't think dad noticed the slight tells that it was a lie or if he did, he held out hope that it was the truth.
"Great," Dad said with a smile. He turned to the clock and noticed it was past when he and I needed to leave for work. "I gotta go, girls. Bella be back by 11."
I just gave Bella a side-way look as I left. She simply glared at me, still angry at my words. Hopefully, she would actually go out tonight. I drove to work, still worrying about Bella, but as I entered the hospital, I put my game face on. I couldn't be focusing on her while focusing on my patients. They deserved my full attention.
"You ready for today, girl?" Carol asked as I walked to the nurses' station to receive my patients for the day.
"Always."
Lily POV
(January 21st, 2006)
I slipped off my shoes as I walked into the house. I spent most of my day off at Sam's, but I felt a little guilty that I hadn't spent much time with Bella or Dad, so I had decided to spend the rest of the night at home. No matter how much I would miss Sam. Bella had seemed to be getting better, and it was a relief to both me and dad. We only had Jacob to thank as they had been to become close. But the amount of clinging to Jacob had me worried. The codependency wasn't healthy. She needed to learn to stand on her own. It also didn't help that it was evident that the boy was insanely in love with her. It felt like she was just taking advantage of him.
I finally took a moment to recognize the scent of food being prepared, and I headed into the kitchen. I was kind of relieved that I didn't have to cook dinner. I walked slowly into the kitchen and was happy to see that Jacob had come over. I hadn't seen him in forever. He was shaping up to be a handsome man.
I chuckled as I ruffled his hair. "If it isn't little Jakey."
He quickly straightened his hair and shot me a glare. "Don't call me that, Lily."
"I'll call you what I like. You'll always be little Jakey to me." Turning my attention to Bella at the stove, she wore a small smile at my teasing. I asked, "What's for dinner? Thanks for cooking, by the way."
"I made spaghetti and meatballs. Think dad will like that?" She responded.
"He's like a black hole; he'll love any food." I nodded and took notice of the textbooks spread out on the table. Looks like I interrupted a study session, I thought. "So what are you two studying?" I questioned, genuinely curious.
"Oh, I was helping Jake with English." Bella quickly rushed out.
I raised my eyebrow, wondering about her quick response but shrugged it off. "You are really fantastic at English, Bella. I'm glad you're helping little Jakey here. Are you think about maybe teaching? I could totally see you as a professor."
Bella looked down at the pasta sauce. "Maybe."
Jacob clued in on Bella's tone and quickly changed the topic. "So Lily, where have you been? I was thinking you would spend your day off sleeping. At least that's what I would be doing."
"Oh, I was at Alison Uley's. She's teaching me how to crochet now that I've somewhat mastered knitting." I replied.
"I didn't know you were still close with the Uley's after the whole Sam/Leah thing," Jacob said in a shocked tone.
I simply nodded as I took a seat at the table. "I never see Sam there. If I did, I'm not sure what I would do. Definitely not anything pretty." I lied. I hadn't seen Alison in a while, but Sam and I tried to have dinner with her at least once a week. But it was hard with my schedule.
"I understand. What he did was despicable." Jacob spat out.
Bella just stood at the stove with a confused face, but she didn't interject, not asking any questions. She would probably grill Jacob later for answers. The rest of the time, I tried to help Jacob with his biology homework while Bella cooked. Dad arrived shortly before dinner was ready and took the task of keeping the two teens entertained. In contrast, I simply just took in Bella's happiness.
It was good that she was finally turning a new page. But it felt like someone will get hurt in the long run.
Bella POV
(January 25th, 2006)
Today I would hear His voice again. I was brimming with excitement. I was pushing my truck to its limit, trying to get there as soon as possible. I wanted the rush of endorphins and His voice in my head again. It was the only way to keep him with me. I needed him with me. When Jake had called to tell me our special project was done, I almost dropped the phone out of happiness.
The closer I got, the more my body began to vibrate with anticipation. I pulled up to the small red house and saw Jake emerging. I was thankful he had been by my side; he had become my sunshine in this darkness. I got out of the cab and crossed the stretch of land to meet him in the middle.
"Hey, Bells! You ready?" He asked with a bright smile.
"Definitely!" I responded with what I hoped was a cheerful response. Being happy again wasn't second nature anymore.
He seemed to not notice my struggle and simply started walking over to the small detached garage. "I figured doing this on the beach would be the best plan. Fewer roots and a more even ground."
"Sounds good. Let's load the bikes up and get going. I'm pumped."
"Alright then."
It took little to no time to get the bikes in the bed of the truck, thanks to Jake's increased strength, and get to the beach. We pushed the bikes to a clearing that I noticed was close to where Lily had had her freak out last time when we were together. She still had never explained what had happened, and it only left me with more questions about my sister. I noticed a group of boys and a girl's small figure up on the cliffs; I didn't pay them much attention until I saw one boy shove the girl off. They were too far away for me to really get an idea of who the people were. Still, I noticed that the girl had pale skin that seemed to reflect the sun's small amount coming down through the cloud-covered sky.
"Oh, My God! Jake! We have to do something! A girl has just shoved off a cliff!" I screamed. I started to panic, wondering what we could do.
"Bella, calm down. They're just cliff diving," Jake responded in an even and calm voice, turning to face the cliff...
My mind was still racing and worrying about the girl. "What do you mean? She could be seriously hurt. Who willingly jumps from that height?"
Jake just laughed. "It's safe if you know what to do and the weather permits it. However, someone clumsy like you shouldn't ever attempt it. It's a rush, though."
I paid attention to the group on the cliffs again, trying to figure out if I've ever seen them before. Jake noticed my studying of the group.
"That's Samuel Uley's gang. They think they're a bunch of hotshots, but really they're nothing but trouble. Not like anyone will listen, even dad's under their spell." He sneered.
"What do you mean?" There was obviously a story behind his words. Jake sat down in the sand.
"It started about 3 years ago, Sam disappeared for a couple months, and when he came back, everything changed. Dad started acting like Sam was this perfect man, but really he's despicable, and soon he grew a following. Everyone who joined him has disappeared for a while but will turn out hanging out with him," He growled out. But his face soon dropped, and his voice turning sad and wishful. "Embry even joined them. Since he started hanging out with them, he's done nothing but ignoring Quil and me. Won't even talk to us."
"Wait, is this the same Sam you mentioned when talking to Lily?" I asked. I had meant to bring it up earlier, but I had completely forgotten about their conversation.
"Yeah."
I needed to know more about this, Sam, especially if he can pull such a reaction from Jake. "So what happened? I know Lily is close with Leah, and you said something happened between Leah and him."
Jake just sighed again and patted the ground next to him. So I took a seat. He turned his gaze out to the sea. "It happened not long after he disappeared. He came back different; he grew more serious and apparently distant from Leah. They had been together for years, and all out of the blue, he up's and dumps her as if she meant nothing to her."
My heart reached out to Leah. She had gone through what I was going through.
"Rumor has it that he's been seeing another girl, that they got together not long after the Leah and Sam broke up. No one knows who, though. The girl you saw was probably her." He turned his face to mine. "Leah changed after he broke her heart; she used to be fun-loving, now she's spiteful, and her temper is like a raging fire."
My disgust towards Sam grew. Just like Him, they broke sacred promises. I could see that Jake was still upset about Embry basically leaving him and Quil for Sam and the empathy he had for Leah. I placed my hand on his knee. "I'm sorry, Jake."
His eyes shone as he placed his hand on mine and gave me a smile. "It's alright, Bells; he'll get what's coming to him soon enough."
"You ready to show me how these things work?" I asked with a reassuring voice. I was ready to see Him again. My addiction needed to be feed.
"You got it, Bells."
Bella POV
(March 11th, 2006)
My mind was working in overdrive as I made my way to La Push. The rain splashing on my windows. Ever since Jacob had visited me, my head has been fighting with itself, figuring out what was real. I knew the Cullen's were vampires, that . . . that HE was a vampire. I accepted it with no issues, but this felt different. But could it be true that Jacob was really a werewolf? Could they be the reason for the disappearances? Jake was right, he would never hurt anyone but Sam and his followers, I don't know. I pulled up to the house and saw a group of men emerge from the forest. The leader of the group was tall, extremely tall, and built like a brink house. His whole demeanor was imposing, not someone to cross. I knew immediately who it was. I took a deep breath and built up the courage. I needed to confront these men.
I slammed the truck door shut as I quickly got out of the truck. "What did you do to him!" I screamed as I approached the group.
Sam immediately stared down at me. "You should leave Bella. You don't belong here."
I snarled. "Like hell, I don't. Now answer me. What did you do to him."
The boy, to Sam's right, just growled. "What did we do to him. Why don't you ask that to your disgusting Cullen's."
I immediately stepped closer to the boy. "They have nothing to do with this."
The boy encroached on my space, staring down at me with so much hatred. "They have everything to do with this."
"Paul back up. Bella, you need to leave . . . now." Sam said with urgency getting in between the two of us.
I felt my face flush a bright red. "He didn't want this."
"None of us wanted this, you stupid bitch." The boy Paul sneered.
I felt myself snap at the comment, and before I could register my movements, my hand snapped forward, slapping Paul across the face with all the force I could muster. My hand stung from the blow. This was apparently the wrong thing to do. Before I knew it, Paul's whole body started to vibrate.
"Bella!" Jake screamed as he ran towards me. Sam took that instant to shove me as hard as possible, trying to make the distance between Paul and me. I landed in the mud, and Jake jumped over my body, immediately transforming in front of me. At the same time, Paul had changed into a grey wolf, and he was crouching closer and closer to me with a wicked snarl.
However, he didn't make it close as Jake pounced on him. The two wolves were now in a battle over dominance. Both refusing to back down. The other two boys, one I recognized as Embry, quickly ran over to me and stood in front of me, blocking my view of the fight.
"Get her out of here." Sam barked an order. "Take her to my house."
Both boys nodded sharply and picked me up by my arms, and rushed me to my truck. The taller boy, whose name I didn't know, pulled me into the passenger side, started my truck, backing out of the driveway with speed, and started driving away.
"Hey Jared, 10 bucks on Jacob," Embry said from the truck bed.
Jared just scoffed and smirked. "No way, Paul's more experienced he'll definitely come out on top."
"Shouldn't we go back and break them up," I said stuttering, I couldn't believe how casual they were.
"There's nothing you can do. They'll be fine. But leave it up to Jacob to figure out a way to work around an order." Embry said, chuckling.
Jared focused on the road but kept sneaking peeks at me. "Hey, Embry . . . is She there?"
Embry's smile turned into a grimace. "Yeah."
"Whose where?" I asked, getting frustrated at the lack of answers.
There was a moment of silence before Jared spoke again. His voice was deadly serious. "Look, Bella, we're not exactly thrilled you know our secret, but the next secret you learn today must stay with you. It's important to both of them." But under his breath, he whispered, "Although it's past time for it to come out."
I had no words to respond, so I simply nodded. It was around 10 minutes later when we pulled up to a two-story blue house. Both boys got out while I just sat there wondering what was going on.
"You coming, Bella? We're not going to eat you," Embry asked with a childish grin.
I gave a quick nod and got out, following the boys into the house.
"Yo Ana! We're here . . . and we brought a guest!" Jared yelled as we passed through the thresh hold. He was met with silence. Whoever this Ana person was apparently wasn't there. I took in the sight of Sam's house. It was impeccably clean and homey. It definitely didn't look like a bachelor's pad.
"She's probably out back smoking. Sam's going to lecture her again." Embry said with a chuckle as he headed towards the kitchen. "Ooo, there's waffles."
"Don't go eating all of them." A familiar smoky voice said. My eyes widened as I saw Lily walk through the back door. She was dressed in an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. Her hair up in a messy bun.
"Lily?" I said with a gasp.
The pack of cigarettes dropped out of her hands. She was obviously shocked that I was here. "Bella?"
"We're gonna go check up on Sam and everyone . . . umm so yeah. We'll be back." Embry said as he pushed Jared out the door. Giving us space.
"What are you doing here, Bella?"
"I should be asking you that, Lily. I thought you were with Leah today? What are you doing at her ex-boyfriends' house." I replied with a confused tone.
"This was totally not the way I wanted you to find out." She sighed as she passed me to sit on the couch. "I guess the cats out of the bag now. I'm totally going to kill Jacob. Couldn't just leave things be. Trust him to find out a way to go over an alpha order."
My temper was reaching a peak. I was confused, and I wanted things to start making sense. "Start talking, Lily. Why are you at Sam's."
"I'm dating Sam. I have been for a little over a year now. When I told you I was seeing Leah most of the time, I was seeing Sam."
I staggered back. "So you were lying to me? Lying to everyone?"
Another sigh came out of Lily. "No, dad and the pack know about Sam and me. He's been pressuring me to tell you about Sam for a while now."
I felt myself reeling at the information. "Did you know? Do you know? How much do you know? How long have you known?"
She took a deep breath and placed her head in her hands. "I know everything, Bella. I've known since around the time you got here. That's why I tried to protect you."
"Do they know you know?"
"Yes."
I felt the blood rush to my face out of anger. "Is that why you hated Him!? Because of some sort of prejudice!"
Her eyes locked with mine. "Yes. He was dangerous to you. I know he'd only hurt you. Turns out I was right."
I stomped closer to her. "He never hurt me! They aren't like that."
She stood up with ferocity. "NO! I was right, Bella. Look at yourself. You can't even say his name, their names. You locked yourself away for months. You've lost 20 pounds at the least. You turned into a zombie."
I got closer to her, standing in her face. "He's my soulmate. You can't imagine what I'm going through. You've been FUCKING your so-called best friend's ex. How dare you try to get on a high horse and talk down to me."
Our chests were so close that I could feel her racing heartbeat. "I know more about soulmates than you do."
"OH, you do, pray tell how? Cause where I stand, your nothing but scum for what you're doing to Leah. When is she going to find out, Huh?"
"She's going to find out soon enough! Me and Sam made plans! And so I'm scum! Look what you're doing to Jacob! You're using Jacob for selfish motivations! You're leading him on! He's in love with you, but you're holding on to false hope that your precious EDWARD will come back!"
I flinched at the use of His name; how dare she accuse me of shit. How dare she try to tell me what to do. She keeps butting into things that are none of her business. Suddenly, I tackled her to the floor. Before I could land a hit on her, anger flowing through me, I felt myself being yanked off. I screamed at the intrusion. Fighting the vice grip, I was being held in. A deep baritone voice rang out with authority. "Calm The Fuck Down! Now!" I looked back to see Sam holding me. I started fighting harder to getaway.
"Bella!" Jacobs rushed to my side, glaring at Lily, who was slowly getting up from the floor.
I was passed off to Jake's arms. Jake checking me over. At the same time, Jake asked if I was okay; Sam was asking Lily if she was alright, obviously putting his body between the two of us.
"I'm fine, Sam." He sighed in relief and took her into his arms. I felt bitterness rise in my chest. He held her for a moment before turning to me, glaring down at me. I felt ice run through my veins. He indeed looked like a predator. "What happened!"
Before I could get a word out, Lily stepped forward and placed a hand on his thick bicep. "It's fine, love, it was just an argument. We both just lost our cool. We're fine now."
Sam turned to her and looked down; his anger seemed to reduce in an instant. "Are you sure, Ana?"
"Yes. I'm fine. We're fine." She took a deep breath and turned to me with a nod. "Let's all sit down."
Sam guiding her over to the table, keeping a hand on her lower back. Whispering in her ear. Jake wrapped his arm around me, but something about that action made me freeze. But I shrugged it off and sat down at the table.
"Is it safe to come in?" Embry's voice rang out from the living room.
Lily was the one to respond to the question. "Yeah, it's fine. Sorry, the waffles are probably cold now."
Paul laughed. "It's fine, Ana. They'll go down the same way." The rest of the group sat down and immediately started eating. The silence in the room was stifling.
But I couldn't help but feel the jealousy surge through me as I watched Sam adoringly cling to Lily. The way he held her, the way he would lean over and give her kisses to her forehead, and the way it was so evident that he worshiped the ground she walked on. Why couldn't that be Him and me? Why did He leave me all alone?
Lily POV
(March 15th, 2006)
Anxiety rushed through me. Ever since Saturday, anxiety has plagued me. I couldn't eat; Food made me sick. I couldn't sleep peacefully; nightmares ruled my dreams. Everything was spiraling.
Bella found out about Sam, and I had been the final push; that night, we made an official plan to finally tell Leah. I asked her out for drinks this Friday. Sam and I were going to sit her down and tell her everything, well, as much as we could say to her, that is. We figured being in public, she wouldn't make too big of a scene.
I gazed out Sam's front window watching the foggy view outside. My legs pulled up to my chest with my arms wrapped around them. Trying to stave off the cold. I was only in Sam's shirt, but I was too numb to grab a blanket to cover myself.
I don't know how long I had been sitting there for hours, I guessed. The last time I checked, the clock read 5:00 AM; god knows how long I was awake before that time check. Glancing at the clock again, it read 6:30 AM. Well shit. I needed to get myself together soon. I had the night shift tonight.
I jumped, feeling a burning heat press suddenly on my shoulder. "When did you get up, Ana?"
I simply shrugged my shoulders. I heard a sigh and heard him walk into the kitchen. Returning my gaze to the window, losing myself in thought again. It wasn't long till my senses filled with the scent of coffee and a cup filled with the potent drink being offered in front of me, thoroughly breaking my trance.
I gave Sam a grateful smile as I grabbed the cup. Taking a sip, I relished in the comfort that flashed through me.
"Wanna talk about it?" Sam whispered as he sat beside me on the couch.
I shook my head, a lump in my throat growing.
"I can't promise it'll all work out, but you have to hold out hope that she'll accept it. We've been broken up for over a year. Some of her anger has to have cooled off." He continued rubbing my thigh.
Tears started to blur my vision. Placing my coffee down on the table, I brought my hands up to my face covering it in shame. "She still hates you, Sam. She'll hate me."
He tucked me into his chest and started to rub my arms in comfort. "She'll be angry, that's for sure, but all those years of friendship will mean something. You two are sisters. She'll come around eventually. It might take a while, but it'll happen."
I started to sob at his words. I tried to take deep breaths, but my throat felt constricted. I began to cry even harder.
"Shhhh. It'll work out." Sam said into my ear. "It'll work out."
It felt like it took forever for me to finally regain my senses and stop crying like a child. "Will, you always love me?" I hiccupped into his neck.
"Nothing can or will stop me from loving you."
We sat together for a few more moments before I felt better and ready to face the world again. I wiped my eyes and stood up. I grabbed the cup of coffee and headed into the kitchen. I needed a task to distract me. "Want breakfast?"
He could see that I needed to focus on something. "Sure, whatever you wanna make is fine. I'm going to go check on Jacob. He's patrolling. I won't be long."
"Okay." And so I get started on breakfast while he goes out the back door.
I was almost finished when he returns, taking out the egg, sausage, hash brown casserole out of the oven.
"Smells good, Ana. Like everything you make, of course." He said, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck. I felt his enormous bare pecks press against my head, and I melted into his heat. I felt safe and secure. It was the best feeling in the world.
Turning off the oven, I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. He always made me feel so small in his arms, I knew he could hurt me so easily, but he never would. He was my protector, my safe haven.
Sam kissed my forehead, rubbing his nose against mine. I crinkled my eyes, giggling at his silliness. "Let's eat it while it's still hot. Is anyone joining us?" I didn't really want anyone else to see me like this. I was raw.
"No, at least I don't think so. I need to take over Jacob's shift in about 50 minutes so that he can go to school, though."
I wanted nothing more for Sam to stay by my side, but the needs of others always needed to come before mine, and that's okay. "Oh, alright."
I sat in Sam's lap while we ate our meals. It was a little harder for Sam to eat, but he could realize that I needed the physical connection and ate without a single word against it.
It only took Sam 15 minutes to finish off his portion. His appetite would never stop amazing me. I placed the dishes in the sink to soak and returned to Sam's lap to finish my coffee. Sam soon began to pepper my neck with kisses and small teasing bites. My body instinctively reacted to his actions. "Sam . . ." I groaned out.
"Forgive me, Ana. But you just look so . . . so delectable." I flushed at his statement.
"I was bawling not but 45 minutes ago. I must look a mess."
He shook his head. "You always look beautiful to me."
I scoffed. "Yeah, right."
He grabbed my thighs and lifted me so that I straddled his legs. Sitting this way, I could stare into his eyes, the glimmered with honesty. "It's the truth. The first time I saw you, it was as if I couldn't breathe from your beauty."
"So you only like me for my looks." I joked.
Holding my face in his hands, keeping my eyes locked with mine. "I'm with you for everything. Your looks are what I first noticed; it's true, but the more I got to know you, the more I fell. You're kind, smart, selfless, and extremely protective of those you love. We fit together like to puzzle pieces."
I felt heat pool in between my legs as he described why he loved me. His deep voice was so earnest, and his eyes sparkled. I leaned down and captured his lips with mine. He eagerly responded to my kiss. Running his hands through my hair, pulling me closer, our bodies so close it felt like they would melt together.
His tongue swept across my lower lip, asking for entrance, which I quickly granted. Our kiss began to grow more heated, and I felt the fire inside me developing into a wild forest fire. It wasn't long before Sam picked me up and placed me on the kitchen table, and stood in between my legs.
He gently pulled my hair, making me expose my neck to grant him more access to it. He kissed his way down my neck before landing on my collar bone and beginning to suck on it all while running his hands up and down my inner thigh. "I love it when you wear my shirts." He said in a husky tone. His left hand running up under the shirt, and he started to play with my nipple. I moaned at the sensation.
"They're so much more comfortable than mine," I said in a soft tone.
I was given no response until all of a sudden, I felt his thumb press directly on my clit, beginning to move it in a circular pattern, through my panties sending shockwaves through my body. My hips jerked out of instinct. His assault didn't stop as he started to rub and put pressure on it.
"God, you're soaking wet. Let me make you feel good, Ana. I'll make you forget just for a little while."
I buried my face into his neck, my breath shuddering. My thoughts going fuzzy. The only thing running through my mind was how good his actions were making me feel. I didn't want to stop.
"I need an answer, Ana." He breathed into my collarbone.
"Yes. Please help me." I whined while my body responded by bucking my hips into his hand. I was given no verbal response, but I felt a smile against my skin. His left hand descended again, going to grip my inner thigh, and Sam dropped to his knees before me.
I whimpered when the pressure against my clit stopped. "Shhhh, it's alright. Just be a good girl for me."
I rapidly nodded my head to show I understood. My panties slowly were dragged off my body, and I felt the cold air blow over my heat. I felt chill bumps break out all over my body. I saw Sam throw the scrap of fabric somewhere not really in the right head to figure out where. Grabbing the underside of my thighs, he pulled me to the edge of the table and pushed my thighs further apart.
I felt hot breath against my most sensitive area, and my body quivered. I couldn't help but throw my head back in pleasure. Sam's tongue licking my slit slowly, teasingly. "God."
He smirked against me and mumbled, "It's Sam. Not God, Ana." Came out before his assault continued.
He spread my legs wider, pushing his large t-shirt up, so he could fully get between my thighs. It started out slowly, his tongue lightly teasing me at first, but he soon began to put more pressure into it, and I began to lose myself in the pleasure. As he began to circle my clit I could help but feel like I was being electrocuted. My muscles were clenching and unclenching, trying to make sense of the sensation. I couldn't help but lay flat against the table, my body being unable to support myself. My hand instinctively went and grabbed his short hair needing something to hold on to.
He stopped for a second and looked up at me, my juices smeared across his chin. I felt slightly embarrassed and tensed up. Sam noticed my reaction and began kissing my inner thighs. Whispering into them, "You taste delicious, Ana. I might have found a new addiction. I could stay down here forever, bringing you over the edge over and over again."
I moaned at the comment feeling dirty and happy. His deep rough voice was an aphrodisiac by itself. There was also something thrilling about doing this on his kitchen table, where one of the pack could walk in at any moment, seeing us in an incredibly intimate moment. As if Sam could read my mind, he stared me in the face. "You like this, don't you being taken by me out in the open."
I swiftly nodded in response. Mewling softly, wanting him to return to his actions.
"That's my girl."
He decided to up the ante returning to his ministrations, adding his fingers, which penetrated me with ease. My back arched off the table at the intrusion, and I took a staggered breath. I could feel Sam's fingers entering and exiting me, it started slowly at first, but he quickly picked up the pace. Before I knew it, he had descended again to pay special attention to my clit with his tongue. If I thought the pleasure was intense before now, it was astronomical. My moans became louder, and I could feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head. The bucking of my hips increased, trying to get myself closer to the gratification. I soon felt my body clench extremely tight, almost painfully tight, and I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak, I couldn't do anything but give myself over to the absolute luxury.
It took a few moments before I could breathe again. My eyes finally focused again, and I could see Sam still sitting on his knees with a smirk. "I will never see a more beautiful sight than you coming undone."
The fire within me still raged on. I needed more. "Sam," I whined, "Please, I need you to fuck me."
He slowly stood up, unbuttoning his cutoff jeans as he rose. "If that's what my kitten wants, then that's what she'll get."
I propped myself up again and scooted my hips so that I was on the very edge of the table. He settled between my legs and wrapped one of his arms around me, supporting my back and pressing our chests together. His other hand gripped his cock, lining it to my entrance.
He gazed into my eyes with those hypnotic eyes, asking permission again. I brought my lips to him as my answer. I could taste myself on him, but it didn't detract from me deepening the kiss.
I hissed as I felt him enter me. No matter how many times we had sex, he always filled me to the limit. He paused, giving me time to adjust. Using his now free hand, he tangled it into my hair, pulling me closer. Eventually, the need for air overcame us, and we broke apart. I started moving my hips to signal to him that I was ready.
We soon became so entranced by our love-making that the world fell away. We were distracted by each other nothing else mattered or could stop us.
Leah POV
(March 15th, 2006)
I can do this. It's simple Give him his shit and get out. I thought to myself as I parked on the street of that oh-so-familiar house.
Why am I doing this? I should just burn the shit. No, this stuff meant something to him. It's a peace offering. I need to do this.
Getting out of the car, grabbing the box out of the backseat. I was pulled back into the memory as to why I was here.
It started when I was cleaning out my closet. I found an unfamiliar box, only to my grief I realized it was a box of Sam's things. I must have shoved it after that day, the day my world fell apart. I debated what to do for a long time, going back and forth with decisions, but I realized that it could be a way for me to get closure. To give it back would signal that I was finally ready to break the bonds that held me. To get my life back together.
Shaking my head, I walked up the stairs. I went to knock on the door when I heard noises, I couldn't distinguish what they were, but at least I knew he was home. I tried the door, and it was open, so I went in. After so many years together, Sam could forgive me for my familiarity. But as soon as I got even a foot through the door, I realized what the noises were. There was no mistaking the sound of slapping skin and moans.
I should have left at that moment. But the more assertive and hostile part of me wanted to know who it was. Who had he left me for? I knew about the rumors that he was seeing someone, but I had always hoped they were just that . . . rumors.
I lightened my footsteps and walked in the direction of the sounds. They were coming from the kitchen. Really in the kitchen?
I couldn't but hate the sounds. It was like a knife in my stomach.
I turned the corner, and I knew, I knew immediately who it was. Who it was he left me for, and it was earth-shattering. There was no other person with that hair color and that pale of skin. But I prayed to the spirits I was wrong. I lost all feeling. The box slipped from my hands. Crashing to the ground.
It was like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the room, and they finally separated in shock. Sam looked up at me, his eyes widening. She looked up at him before finally turning to face me, and my worst fears were realized. A sob escaped my lips. I couldn't be there anymore; I turned around and rushed back out of the house. I soon heard footsteps running after me. I had almost made it to my car when I heard Lily's voice.
"Leah! Wait!" Her voice beseeched me. But I didn't want to turn around, but soon I felt my temper go out of control. "Leah! Please! Let me explain!"
I whipped around, tears running down my face, and saw she was only wearing an over-sized t-shirt. Sam's fucking shirt. "Explain what?! Explain why you're fucking Sam, Lily. How have you been lying to me? And why we're on the topic of lying how long has this fucking shit been going on? Did you even wait for us to break up, or were you a slut and fucked him why we were together?"
"No!" She cried out. "I wouldn't do that to you, Leah. You had been broken up for a while before Sam, and I got together. I promise."
"Why should I believe you? You're a fucking liar!" I screeched. "Were you ever going to tell me, or is this how you wanted me to find out? Rub it in my face that you have him now!"
She tried to get closer to me, but I backed up. Not trusting myself. She responded quickly with a tight voice. "We were going to tell you this Friday, honest, while we were out for drinks. I never wanted you to find out this way."
"So as I was breaking apart from heartbreak, while you sat there and comforted me, you were always fucking snuggling up to Sam!" I heard the front door close and saw Sam, stopping for a moment and then rushing down the steps with his eyes only focused on Lily. The rage in me flared up to the extreme. I couldn't control myself anymore; this betrayal was too much. Words no longer came to my mind; only actions would solve the pain I'm in. So I ran up to Lily, and my right fist immediately connected with her nose. Followed swiftly by my left hand punching her in the eye.
I could hear the bone crunch under my fist before she yelped out in pain, falling to the ground clutching her face. Sam picked up the pace and was soon blocking me from Lily. I felt a burning sensation around my right wrist and immediately knew what it was. I wanted it off. I needed it to get off of my body. I grabbed the chain of the bracelet. The friendship bracelet that we got all those years ago. The bracelet that we swore over that we would always remain sisters. With one hard yank, it broke, and I immediately threw it at her.
"Don't you ever fucking talk to me, Liliana. From this point on, I never want to see you again. You're nothing but trash, and you are no longer my sister. You never existed to me at this point. Have a nice time with my sloppy seconds. You two truly deserve each other. You're both liars."
Sam growled at me, his body vibrating, and he started to stand taller. "Leave. Now."
"Like I wanna be around that piece of shit anymore. And fuck you too, Sam." I said as I turned around and got into my car. I took one more glance before I left. Liliana was still on the ground, bawling her eyes out, blood pouring out of her nose. Sam squatting next to her, holding her in his arms, glaring at me.
I scoffed. Some sister she turned out to be. She's nothing but a traitor.
Sam POV
(March 15th, 2006)
I focused on Leah's car as she drove away, making sure she didn't turn back around. This was not how this was supposed to go. Sure we expected her to be mad, but I never thought she would go this far in her anger. As the car disappeared, I turned my attention to Ana.
She made no move to get off the ground. Her hands covering her face as she cried. She was crying so hard, and so much blood was coming out of her nose. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to help.
Mom. Call Mom.
"Ana. Baby. I'm gonna call mom to come to look at you. Can you walk inside?" I asked, rubbing her back, hoping that would soothe her.
She made no response to my question, only sitting there crying. I gently picked her up and carried her inside, being careful not to jostle her too much. I placed her on the couch, not caring if she got blood on it. I didn't care about patrol, even though I should. Right now, she was my main priority. I ran to the kitchen where my phone was and punched the speed dial. Praying my mom would pick up. It took two rings, and the blessed voice of my mom came through.
"Sam, why are you calling me so early? Shouldn't you be at your council job?"
"Yes. But Leah found out about us. I think she broke Ana's nose. Blood is gushing out, and it's not stopping. She's also not moving or responding to anything." I spoke, rushing out the words.
Mom gasped in shock. "I'll be right over. Just keep her calm and have her leaning forward. We need to limit the amount of blood going down her throat."
"Got it. Please hurry." I begged.
"I will." With that, she hung up the phone. I immediately returned to Ana and wrapped her in my arms, and hunched over. With her mirroring my actions.
Her sobs just increased as she felt me around her, I was getting blood all over me, but I couldn't care. I just wanted her to feel me and feel my love. I stared at the clock, counting the seconds wishing mom could teleport directly here. About 5 minutes later, the door slammed open, and I heard feet running towards us. Ana didn't even lookup.
"Let me see her." Mom said as she squatted down.
"Ana, can you please lower your arms so mom can look at your nose." All I got in response was a shake of the head.
Mom placed her arms on Ana's forearms and gave it a light squeeze. "Liliana, sweetie, please. We have to make sure it's not broken."
Ana just shook her head again, but her sobs had decreased though not stopping completely. I knew I had to do something. The t-shirt she was wearing was soaked with blood. I grabbed her hands gently and lowered her arms, she put up a bit of a fight, but I think she realized that Mom and I needed to see her face. What we saw didn't look good.
Her nose was covered in blood, bent to the left, and extremely swollen. While that was distressing, her eye worried me more as I could see red in the whites of her eye, and a faint purple was beginning to show up under it. "Mom, what does she need? Please tell me."
Mom ran her eyes quickly over Ana's face. Taking it in her hands, tilting it to each side. "I can't be for certain, but with the bend in her nose and the swelling combined with the never-ending blood flow, it definitely looks like her nose has been broken. The capillaries in her eye being burst as well as distressing. You need to take her to Forks. Quickly."
I nodded and picked her up, walking to the front door with urgency. "Mom, lock up the house."
"Alright. Call me with updates."
I didn't even stop to put my shoes on. My only focus was getting Ana's help. I gently placed her in the truck and ran over to my side. Cranking it on and pulling swiftly out of the driveway. I prayed I wouldn't run into any cops as I was speeding 15 over the speed limit. But my prayers weren't answered because as soon as I passed the border, I heard the unmistakable sound of sirens. "Fuck." I cursed out.
It seemed like an eternity waiting for the cop to come out of the car, and my hands began to grip the wheel tighter. It seemed like the universe was on my side as it was Charlie getting out of the cruiser. I rolled down the window.
"Sam, do you know why I stopped . . ." His words slowly dying as he glanced at the passenger side and saw his daughter in a crumpled-up ball with blood covering her. "What happened?" He demanded.
"Long story short, Leah found out about us and attacked Ana. I was too far away to stop her. I'm taking her to the hospital." I stared into his eyes, pleading the urgency. But as soon as Ana heard Leah's name again, she let out a wail, and her cries picked up again. Her breathing became erratic.
"Follow me; I'll give you an escort."
"Thank you." I watched from the rearview mirror as he bolted towards his car. "Ana, we're gonna be there soon." I was given no response. In fact, her cries had stopped even though tears were still running down her face. I turned my head to see her slumped over.
I panicked. I shook her shoulder. "Fuck. Ana, baby, wake up."
I got no response.
Charlie switched on the siren and speeded past us. I quickly followed. The whole way, I snuck peeks at Ana. She had yet to come to. It was forever before we arrived. I grabbed Ana and ran into the emergency room. Hoping Charlie would close my truck doors.
"Help. I need help." I all but screamed as I ran through the doors. A nurse instantaneously ran up to me, probably wanting me to calm down, but she took one look at who was in my arms, and her eyes widened.
"Oh My God, Lily!" She said. "Hurry this way."
I followed her, and the rest of the nurses began to whisper as Ana's limp form passed their view. The nurse sitting at the desk stood straight up and ran off, hoping to find a doctor. I was lead to a bed in a curtain-enclosed room. "When did she pass out?" The nurse speedily asked.
"About 20 minutes ago. She passed out right at the borderline. She didn't wake up no matter what I did. She has been crying non-stop for at least 50 minutes. Please . . . please help her." I said with my voice cracking.
The nurse didn't respond but began to check Ana's breathing. Then raising the bed so that her legs were above her heart. I simply stood off to the side. Pleading with the spirits that Ana would wake up.
Lily let out a moan as the nurse placed an IV needle in her arm. I didn't even know what was in the bag that was now attached to her and going in her veins. The nurse noticed my confused face softly spoke. "I'm giving her fluids as a precaution. If she's been crying for that long, she's extremely dehydrated. She's breathing and her response to me placing the needle in, it should indicate that she'll wake up soon."
At that moment, an African American man with salt n' pepper hair pulled back the curtain. "I'm Dr. Woods. I need to know what happened, so we can move forward with treatment. Could you please tell me?"
"My ex, Leah, found out about us by catching us on my kitchen table." I knew he couldn't tell anyone exactly how Leah found us. But the man needed the full story. Although Mom and Charlie could probably figure it out on their own. "They're best friends. We hadn't told her about us yet, and Leah snapped and attacked her. My mom used to be a nurse and suspects that her nose has been broken. Why did she pass out? Why hasn't she woken up?"
Dr. Woods went over and started shining his penlight in her eyes. Another whimper came out, and Ana's body frailly tried to push the light away. I ran to her bedside, taking her hands in mine. "Ana, sweetheart. .."
"Sam." Her voice croakily came out, her eyes slowly opening, and it looked like they weren't able to focus.
"I'm here, sweetheart. I'm here." I stroked her hair as I kissed her hand.
"Lily. It's Xavier. Can you tell me what day it is?" Dr. Woods asked, placing his stethoscope on her chest.
"The 15th." She said slowly as if it took her a while for her to think of the correct answer.
"Good. Good. Now, where are you?"
Another slow response came out. "The hospital."
Dr. Woods began with his diagnosis. "Also good. Now I think you have a slight concussion on top of your injuries and passed out from that and a panic attack. I'm going to let you relax for a couple minutes before I look at your nose and see how bad the break is. Carol is going to some ibuprofen and some meds for anxiety, so we don't have you passing out again. " He began to take his leave with those final words.
Ana relaxed into the bed and nodded at Dr. Woods and slurred out a slow "Thank you, Xavier."
"I'll be right back with your meds, Lily. Try and stay calm."
I dragged a chair over to the bed and sat down. "Ana, I'm so relieved you're okay. You really scared your dad and me."
She took her hands and placed them in her lap. Staring down at them, she whispered. "I'm sorry."
I tilted her chin up to stare at me. "Hey, it's okay. Don't get upset. The nurse said to stay calm."
Her chin wobbled. "I know, but I just . . ."
I ran my hand up and down her arm. Trying to soothe her. "Shhhhh, it'll be okay, Ana. We'll get through this."
Ana's eyes began to close again, but I knew she needed to stay awake. I gently shook her. "Ana, you need to stay awake. You can't sleep with a concussion."
As if the nurse had immediately sensed I needed her help, she arrived back in the room with Charlie closely behind her. "Lily. I'm here with your medication and some water to take them. I also brought your father."
Ana sat up in the bed with a little assistance from me. I grabbed the cup of water and meds. I helped Ana take them slowly, holding the water as she drank it. After that, the nurse checked her vitals. They all came out regularly, which relieved some of my fears about the damage done.
Ana turned to face Charlie, tears brimming in her eyes again. "Daddy . . ."
Charlie immediately knew that Ana couldn't be upset again. It would make things worse. So he walked swiftly up to her bedside and placed a hand on her hair. "It's alright, Lily Pad. It's alright."
Leah POV
(June 16th, 2006)
Ever since I found out about those traitors, my entire body feels like a furnace. I had also noticed that my clothes no longer fit, but somehow I made it work. Once I got home yesterday, I tore up everything that I and that bitch shared. Pictures and gifts no longer meant anything. I felt my body shake as I thought about her.
Sitting in my parents' kitchen, I was fuming. I kept being reminded of catching those two fucking.
"Leah. Leah. Are you there?" I suddenly saw a hand being waved in my face. It was a sizeable weathered hand, and I knew it was my father.
"Yeah," I responded shortly. He sat down across from me and looked deeply worried.
"Is something wrong, Leah? You know you can tell me anything."
I sighed and figured I should tell someone about what I saw. I needed someone to let my frustrations out, and now I no longer had that whore. "I saw who Sam left me for. I caught them yesterday when I went to visit his house."
"Oh." My dad looked down, not meeting my eyes. I was confused, but I continued on.
"It was Liliana. Liliana betrayed me. I can't believe she would do that to me. She promised that she would always be by my side but nooo . . . she just had to fuck my ex."
My dad started to wring his hands and looked up at me. "Leah, you and Sam have been broken up for a long time. They probably didn't want to hurt you like that. You've been friends with Lily for years; you can't just throw that away over a man."
I growled furiously. "How can you sit there and defend them."
"Leah, you just need to accept it. They are in love. Love doesn't decide who falls for who."
His words and the look on his face signaled something that I couldn't believe. "You knew! Didn't you! The look on your face describes it all. You fucking knew!" I started to shake uncontrollably.
My dad's eyes widened. "Leah, you need to calm down."
"No! Tell me I'm wrong, and I will!" I started to feel a pain deep in my bones.
"I'm sorry, Leah, but I did. Sam came to me as soon as he started to have feelings for her. He wanted advice, and I gave it to him." He tried to explain, but his words just caused me to see red.
The world went black, but I could feel my body being pushed out of the back door. I couldn't help but crunch over due to the pain in my body. I felt a sensation, and I exploded in rage. My body morphed, and I felt my new body slice through something.
When I could finally see, I saw paws where there should be feet and hands. I started to scream, but all I heard was a howl come out. I whipped my head around, glancing at the world; all the colors were bright and sharp.
A scent came through me. It was the scent of iron and salt. My eyes immediately followed the scent, and the scene I observed made me scream in my head.
My father was lying on the ground. Claw marks spanned his chest, and he was bleeding heavily.
Help. I need help! I thought. Praying someone would hear me. But I couldn't say actual words.
Leah?! I heard the voice of the one person I didn't want to, but I couldn't care at this moment. The image of my father's body flashed through my head, and Sam was quick to figure out what happened. Get in the forest and stay hidden. I felt the weight of the words crash down on me and my body headed to the woods. We'll tell you how to change back after we get Harry help.
After that moment, the world went silent. I could only pray that my father would stay alive. I needed my father.
I laid down and began to weep.
Spirits, please help me.
Wow. This was such an action-packed chapter. We'll pick up on Lily's POV next time. Expect more action and angst. We still have to deal with Bella leaving.