A/N: Hey, hey, hey.
I'm in love with Alice by Avril Lavigne, it's amazing! It kind of helped me write this chapter, so it's going on the playlist :)
Samantha P.O.V
The argument I had with my father was the talk of the school, nobody knew what it was really about though, and the rumors spread like wild fire. In English I couldn't look at him, I even refused to read his mind. A girl next to me, Louise I think her name was, wanted to know if I was alright, I told her it was family stuff, and she offered to sit with me at lunch, which was a nice offer. I accepted.
When the bell went, I tried to get out of the room before my dad did, I couldn't even speak to him.
At lunch, Louise brought over some of her other friends, some of which Luke took a real shine to. I sat with my back to their table, I hated the idea of everytime I look up they were there, probably staring at us.
"Hey," Louise whispered to me, I glanced up at her, "Uh... the guy you were arguing with is staring at you."
"He's an ass." Luke told her, "A mother-f--" I shook my head at him.
"What did he do?" A girl asked, Liz I think her name was.
I sighed, "It's... hard to explain." I lied.
After lunch, I had the one class both Luke and I were in together, Art. We entered the room, to find it pretty full. Thank God, a normal lesson. We went to our seats, and began our work.
Suddenly the door flew open, "Sorry I'm late," I looked up and felt my stomach drop.
"Take your seat, Miss Hale."
The blonde Cullen, my father's sister. I tapped Luke's shoulder, he looked up too. Fuck. He thought. Don't look at her. I nodded at him, and we both looked down.
The lesson progressed, and we began work on easels. Luke and I went to the back easels, hopefully we'd escaped the blonde Cullen for this lesson. I was on a role with the painting, my landscape scene was genius.
The lesson ended, again, with no bother from the blonde Cullen. We were about to exit the school, when I felt a tap on my shoulder, a cold tap. I turned and saw him.
"What?" I choked out.
"I want to explain." Dad told me, but Luke scoffed and pulled me away. "Samantha wait..."
Luke turned defensively in front of me "Don't you DARE speak to her, ever! You haven't earned the right." Luke snarled at him.
"But I didn't--"
"Right, you didn't know! That doesn't changed ANYTHING, bring our Mom back to life, take back the last 16 and a half fucking years, then maybe you will have the right!" Luke shouted.
I couldn't take it. I turned and left the building, with tears beginning to fall down my face. My eyes were blurry from the tears, that bastard. I shuffled along to the car. Luke shouted something I didn't quite catch, he needed to walk away before he did something he'd regret.
"Luke come--" Before I could get the sentence out I was falling to the floor, Clumsy. I got up carefully. Luke was over in a instant.
"Sam? Are you okay?" He asked frantically.
"Yeah... I think." I said, not believing myself because of my unsure tone.
"Oh my God, your head, it's bleeding." He told me. I soon realized he was right, I felt it trickle down the side of my face.
"Shit." I muttered, wiping it with my sleeve.
"Get in the car, I'll drive you to the hospital." Luke ordered me.
"Are you okay Samantha?" Dad asked, Luke glared at him.
"Leave her alone."
"But--"
Sam, get in the car. Luke thought to me. I obeyed and got in, still with my sleeve on the wound.
As we drove, I saw Dad's car speed behind us, I didn't tell Luke. When we arrived, that's when he saw him. We went into the reception, and up to the desk.
"Excuse me, my sis--" Luke was interrupted by our Dad.
"Is Carlisle Cullen here?" He asked. She nodded. Who? Luke thought.
"My father." He answered, Luke and I looked at each other, he could read minds too?
"Yes, he is. I'll page him for you." The nurse said.
"Can't I have someone else treat me?" I asked, avoiding the stares of confusion from other nurses.
"He's the best we have." She told me.
I turned to Luke. "We can't avoid them." He muttered to me.
"What is it, Edward?" A voice asked, I turned and saw who I assume was Carlisle Cullen.
"This is Samantha and Luke," He began, Carlisle's expression changed,
"Edward..."
"Yes Carlisle, they're-- they are my children." Carlisle sighed, and took us into his office.
I sat up on the bed, and moved my hair out of the blood patch, and let Carlisle clean my wound.
"Edward, they are half vam-- immortal, how could you be so... careless. And Bella, how is she?" He asked, great, we were going to be judged by him too.
"I'm sorry we never even thought... and Bella..." He stopped, looking at the floor.
"She's dead." Luke said. "That murderous, selfish bastard did it." He glared at our Dad.
"Let me get your sister cleaned up and we can talk this out afterwards." He said, dabbing something that really stung onto my forehead.
"What is there to talk about?!" Luke shouted, "He killed our Mom!"
"Luke, stop--"
"You know what, wherever the hell you guys came from, I suggest you go back." Luke snarled, before storming out of the room.
The next chapter, you will LOVE! Clue:
What do you get with a 'I-want-to-make-peace' Dad, and a 'I-fucking-want-to-kill-Edward' Jacob? Hmm...
Review? And wish me luck on my Biology exam tomorrow!
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