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THE GHOSTS OF MY LIFE

Chapter 13: Some belated thinking.

I was regretting taking this hike on this freaking cold weather. What possessed me to do this? Harry even tried to dissuade me from doing it, but I was so stubborn. I just wanted to be out of the house, I was so bored and I didn't want to be alone, but everyone was busy. Sam was in the bistro, Leah, Seth and our parents at work. I could easily go to the bistro and visit Sam but I didn't want to drive either. I was being unreasonable today, I knew it, but that happened usually when I was bored out of my mind.

I was about to head back to the warm environment of my apartment when a huge gray wolf caught my attention, scaring the hell out of me. He let out a chuckle, or what I thought was a chuckle and I groaned.

I've only seen Seth and Sam on wolf form one time (even after six months of being together Sam still hadn't shown me his wolf again, and my curiosity was only growing) but I remembered Sam saying each of them had a different color. He was black, Seth was the color of sand, Jake was russet, Paul was a gray-silver color and Jared was some other color which I didn't recall. So, right now I was facing Paul Lahote. He liked to antagonize Leah a lot, which drove Seth, Sam, and Jake crazy. I often found it hilarious, which drove Leah crazy on the bad days. She usually ignored him, but her patience had a limit it seems.

"You do not just show up in front of people like that!" I yelled feeling like my heart was going to burst out of my chest.

He chuckled again and trotted away.

I shook my head smiling amusedly at the scare he gave me and followed the path to my warm apartment. Seriously, only I would come up with hiking on this cold winter day.

I entered my apartment mumbling about stupid oversized dogs and their joy of scaring people. I was so focused on taking off all of my cold clothes that I didn't notice the figure standing by the kitchen. It scared the hell out of me and acting out of instinct I grabbed my boot and threw it at the figure, which, obviously was missed and instead it hit Sam on the head.

He looked at me confused. Of course, he didn't know I was throwing my boot at Harry Clearwater for scaring me.

"Wow. Usually, I know what I did wrong when a girl throws her shoes at me." He said with the shoe still in his hands. It looked so small in his big hands. It was actually funny.

I finished removing my other boot before walking towards my frowning boyfriend. I kissed him on the cheek and grabbed my boot. "Harry scared the hell out of me. That boot wasn't aimed at your head originally." He smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Ghosts don't have body's for you to throw stuff at." He said as a matter of fact. "I was paying you a visit after my patrol"

I rolled my eyes. Paying a visit my ass, he was probably looking for food. I ignored his answered and focused on the ghost part of the conversation. "I know that. I was acting on instinct"

He shook his head and laughed. "You have pretty sharp instincts it seems"

I hit his chest. "I don't appreciate your mocking sarcasm".

We walked together to the kitchen, I left the boot on the floor by the door where Sam came in. I made us something to eat because I knew he was always hungry. We ate in companionable conversation, joking and kissing a few more.

We decided to start looking a show, I chose The haunting of hill house, because Leah kept talking about it and I was really curious about it.

"More ghosts? Don't you have your fair share of those on daily basis?"

"I do. But I appreciate a good horror story. Most movies are all about possessions and exorcisms, and grown-ups not believing the children when they talk about ghosts or appearances. Leah said this was different." I shrugged and he was looking at me strangely. "Why are you looking at me like that? If you're scared we can always watch something else."

"I turn into a wolf. I hunt vampires, my imprint can talk to ghosts and my niece talks non-stop about my dead grandmother. I'm not afraid of a ghost show." He gave a full smirk and I smiled at him. I would have watched it alone if he was afraid. I was glad that he wasn't scared, that way if I saw something scary I could use his big body as a hiding space.

We have both spent countless nights on each other places, our relationship was a lot more intimate now than at the beginning, in so many levels. He was hot and sweet and I was crazy for him, more with each day that passed, and he showered me in compliments and affection. He was my rock and my port through every difficult path I had to cross. He supported me one hundred percent on everything, even if he didn't agree with me he, always respected my free will. I tried to do the same with him. He had such a complicated schedule sometimes, between owning the bistro, making the right choices for it, alpha-ing a pack of werewolves, and managing a love life he sometimes had his hands full.

I wasn't paying attention to the show at all, I was looking at him through the corner of my eyes, he seemed really into the story, I tried to imitate him, but to no avail. My mind wandered to everything that has been going on.

"Is there something on your mind?" I looked at him taken by surprise at his sudden question. He had paused the show and was looking attentively at me.

"I've been doing some belated thinking about some things." I answered vaguely.

"Do you regret this?" He sounded uncertain and confused.

I stood up and sat back on his legs, angling myself very close to him. I downed my lips and met his. I poured all my feelings, my love, my lust, everything in that kiss.

"Not even for a second" I whispered. He kissed me again strongly and heatedly.

We were a mess of hot kisses, lost shirts, and explorative caresses. I managed to cover everything in my reach with my good hand and what was possible with my casted hand.

When we broke the kiss I resumed my talk. "I was thinking about us and about how are you avoiding Seth knowing that I can see his dad?"

He shot me a guilty look. "There are so many few things that one can hide when in wolf form. Even if I hid it from him the first time I learned about it, I doubt it's hidden anymore, especially because we talk about him a lot. He hasn't said anything to me about it. He's probably not ready yet."

I was mortified. I never meant to hurt him or lie to my brother that way. He was one of the best persons I have ever met. I felt horrible.

"Don't" Sam lifted my face and wipe the tears off. "He'll come to you when he's ready. Don't feel bad. We all have things that we can't talk about the first time they happen. And for all you have told me, it was Harry who didn't want them to know. You were granting his wishes." He smiled softly at me. "Don't worry about it, he'll talk when he's ready to talk about it. it still freaks me out when you talk to my grandma when she's with us." I smiled amusedly.

He was right, and I knew it, logically. But emotionally I felt like shit. For Seth, it could be easier to understand why I didn't tell him at the beginning, mostly because he could see it in Sam's mind, and because he had a secret of his own, it came to light eventually, but he knew how it was. At least that's what I told myself everytime any of them brought up the subject about Harry. Leah, on the other hand, will probably give me hell. She was the one I was more scared of. Jacob could probably state on my behalf, but it would be unfair to ask him to intervene on my behalf, I wouldn't do that.

"I know you're right. I'm worried about their reaction."

He gently rested his hands on my lower torso. "I was freaked out when you told me about my grandmother and about Chelsea. I knew logically that you weren't lying, you wouldn't play with something like that. But it was also really hard. Alison was a really important person in my and my sister's life until the day she passed. I was shocked, excited, terrified and I had like a million questions for her and for you. But most of those questions were self-answered. I had a storm of thoughts and feelings mixing inside of me, combining it to the newness of the imprint. But the more you talked about it, the more you told me about her, the more at peace and at ease, I was about the whole situation." I looked at him in surprise, it was the first time ever that he opened up about Alison. "For Seth, Sue, and Leah, and even for Charlie the whole situation will be different because he was their significant other, their father and best friend, and yes, you had countless opportunities to tell them, but this isn't on you."

"How is it not on me? I was the one withholding information."

"Look at it this way. You are the messenger, you just deliver the message back and forth, you don't change it to suit your personal interests. They cannot see him, so they cannot hear him answer them, and that's why you are in the middle. You would be like their telephone. Just a mean to an end." I thought about it and it made sense, it made me feel just a tiny better, but I guess I would be completely relieved of the burden I was feeling when the cat was completely out of the bag.

I rested my head on his naked shoulder and he hugged me sweetly and tightly.

I must have fallen asleep because Sam's phone ringing with a call woke me up. I looked at my surroundings realizing that I was laying down on the couch still shirtless but covered with a warm blanket. He smiled at me when he saw that I was awake and looked at the name on the screen. "It's my mom. I bet she's calling to scold me for something."

I rolled my eyes and ushered him to answer. Poor woman, his son antagonized her every chance he got.

"Hi, Mom." I giggled at his tone while I hunted around the living room for my shirt, seeing as he had his back on. What a shame.

"You are a bad son. You know that?" I had to put my hand in my mouth to muffle my giggles. She sure called him to scold him. He frowned when he saw me putting my shirt back on. I grabbed the blanket from the sofa and put it around my shoulders so that I was completely covered by it.

"What did I do now to deserve your wrath, mother?" He grinned at me mischievously. He was so bad.

"You didn't tell me Bella hurt her hand. I had to find out through your sister!"I smiled happily. She was worried about me. We have gone to her house a few more times and she's always warm with me, but to hear the worry in her voice warmed my heart.

"It must have slipped my mind." He rolled his eyes.

"Sure it did." I giggled. Alison, who was with us smacked Sam on the head, but of course, he didn't feel anything but it was hilarious. " Put her on the phone" She demanded.

"You're on speaker, mom."

"Hi, Clara!" I greeted cheerfully sitting on Sam's lap.

"Hello, sweet girl. What happened to you? Chelsea also told me that you didn't go to school today. Is Sam helping you? Do you need anything else?"

I decided to put her worries at ease first. "Yes, Sam is helping me a lot" I wiggled my eyebrows at him and he grinned. We were horrible. " Don't worry about it, I don't need anything else. And no, I didn't go to work today. My hand was hurting yesterday and I called my supervisor and asked for the day off to rest it more."

"That's good. So, what happened to you?"

"I am naturally clumsy. I slipped while getting out of the shower and when I tried to lessen the hit with my hands I twisted it. After a few hours it was swelling and hurting really bad, so my dad took me to the hospital. It's not broken thankfully."

She hmmd and stayed quiet for a few minutes. "Are you being a gentleman Sam?"

Sam bite my neck and gave a dirty look and I had to do everything in my power to not giggle. "I am, mom. Do you doubt me?"

"No, I don't. I raised you well." She sure did. "I have to leave you now. I'll check on you tomorrow. Sleep tight both of you."

Sam and I said our goodbyes and laughed a little about his mom call. She was something else. But she was great. I was really lucky to have all these loving people in my life.

Have you seen "The Haunting of Hill house"? It's an amazing series, it's on Netflix and I promise you, you won't regret it after you watch it.

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