Chapter 2

AN: still a little drabble. Thanks for the reviews!

Bella's POV

She just left from his house; the intensity of the kiss wa wreaking havoc in her mind and body. She knows she cares for Edward, she might even have thought that she loved him, but right now all she could feel and breath was Sam.

Leah's Sam.

She wondered how something so good could be so wrong. They both belonged to other people and she knew he wasn't going leave Leah for her. But ccould she stay with Edward now that she knew this scalding burning passion?

At home she took a shower and washed her clothes, she hated lying to him, but she really didn't know what else to do. He arrived soon after and as usual he placed a chaste kiss on her forehead. For the first time since she met him something snappd in her. "I'm sorry Edward, but I can't do this anymore." She whispered.

He looked at her with his golden eyes, which once used to be all she could think about. "What can't you do my love? I don't understand."

She bit her lip and somehow she thought she could still taste Sam, the burning passion was back and Bella found the strength she needed to say what had been on her mind since Leah's birthday. "I can't be with you anymore, I'm sorry. I thought it would be forever, but I was wrong."

"Why?" He asked her and looked pained. "What has changed?"

"Me." She replied and it was such an understatement, her world had been unhinged but it had been Sam that brought this change. "I just realized that there's more in life than this." He sighed, but didn't speak. And she went on, because once she started speaking she couldn't stop. "I thought that what we had was perfect, that you were perfect, but you aren't. And I can't turn my head on the other side and pretend that what you give me is enough."

He nodded and sat down; she had never seen him looking so defeated. She knew he had understood what they were talking about.

He passed a hand through his hair and it was such a human gesture that for a moment she wanted to take everything back and forget that they had ever discussed breaking up. "I'm sorry that I cannot be what you need, my love. I know that I've tried so hard, but I have to agree with you, if I love you and I do, I need to set you free."

She watched him and she was shocked and angry that he wasn't going to fight for her; he just agreed to let her go. Disappointment is the prevailing feeling, and relief followed soon after. "Okay then." She whispered.

This was a goodbye and she didn't feel as sad as she should.

He stood up, walked closer and hugged her quickly. She blinked and he was already gone. Like he had never existed. She shook her head; she must have been crazy if she thought that now it was going to be easier.

Sam was still Leah's and she wasn't the kind of woman to steal someone else's boyfriend. With a sigh she resigned to let Sam go, if she gave up Edward how much more difficult could it be to forget Sam?

The burning passion he instilled in her was something that she didn't want to think about.

Sam's POV

He was sitting on the stairs of his porch. Since she left he felt restless, he didn't like the effect she had on him. She appealed a part of his soul that bothered him, he called it the burning darkness and it was the primal and deeper piece of his soul.

He was thinking that Leah didn't make him happy anymore, they had been dating for a long time and he was tired. He hated admitting that he was wrong; when he met her he thought she was the woman of his dreams, now he knew that she wasn't.

It had taken Bella Swan to realize it.

Never before he had ever thought about leaving her, now he couldn't really stay with her anymore. One thing was kissing Isabella Swan once; it would have meant nothing in the big scheme. Kissing her again today had sealed the fate of his relationship.

He wanted to fight the burning darkness, but he knew that Bella meant more than he could even start to understand, it was something that he felt deep down in his bones.

Standing up and getting to Leah's house was a journey he didn't want to take, but he knew he had to. Telling her it was over it was something that he didn't want to do, but he knew there was no way out.

The burning darkness didn't dictate his choice, but made it more concrete. It wanted Bella and it was unrelenting in the desire to go there and claim her as his. Sam knew he lost his battle when he tasted her the first time. He knew she belonged to someone else and he wasn't a man who stole from others, there wasn't anything he could do to have her, but he still could't stay with Leah.

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She didn't take it well, and that's an euphemism. She was more than furious, but he saw relief in the depth of her eyes. He knew her so well and he understoods that she probably felt as trapped as he did. She insisted into giving their relationship another try and for a moment he hesitated, but then the burning darkness pushed and image of Bella in his mind and he refused Leah's offer.

The walk back home felt long, but his heart wasn't heavy anymore, a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He was back home and it wanted her.

Sam closed his hands into fists, he wasn't going to see Bella not matter how much the burning darkness demanded it, he knew he had won right now, but he didn't think he could resist much longer.

She was going to be his, that was what the burning darkness whispered in his mind and it was very final. Sam didn't doubt that eventually he would have her.