A/N: Sorry for the delay of an update. I kept saying to myself I'd update tomorrow then it never happened. There's really no good excuse for it but I hope this chapters makes up for it. Seeing all your reviews made me so excited so please keep them coming! Please go check the poll on my page, but the question is where should Katie be living when Bella moves up to Forks?

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A week after I had woken up, Dr. Cullen finally deemed me ready to send home. By this point, I was glad. It was annoying trying to sleep while hooked up to a machine. Then, mom was being an over-worrier. I think by the time it came for me to go home, she had offered over twenty times for me to come live with her and Bella in Arizona.

Sam visited me every day. I was pretty sure that his visits were the reason that I didn't go completely insane. By the end of that week, he had brought me a black, stuffed wolf and a dozen sunflowers. I wasn't sure on how he found out what my favorite flowers are but I was sure that mom had something to do with it.

I never had been so glad to walk into my house before. Being able to just sit on the couch was almost a glorious feeling. Of course, Sam was there, helping me settle in. I think dad was getting tired of seeing Sam but he never said a word. Instead, he just hovered.

Me and Sam still hadn't finished that conversation from the hospital that day. Bella had walked in with mom right behind her so Sam completely changed the conversation about how well he thought I was doing. Every time I tried to bring it back up, someone would walk in.

The scarring wasn't as bad as I feared. There was three long scars extending from the top of my left shoulder and ended right above my right breast. The nurses taught me how the change the bandages and by the time I left, I become quite efficient in it. Only one more week till I return to the hospital and hopefully have Dr. Cullen say that I didn't have to use it anymore.

"What's going on with Sam?" Dad asked as we ate our dinner for the night. Instead of eating at the diner, he ordered it to-go so I didn't have to hear people have "concern" for me.

"We're friends." I answered, but I sounded unsure, even to myself.

"How does Leah feel about that?" Looking down, I started paying attention to the food that I had been pushing around my plate for the past few minutes. "Katherine, friends come before boys. You've known Leah for most of your life. If he's willing to drop her like that, you can bet he'll end up dropping you. I don't want you hanging around him anymore."

"Can we please not talk about this anymore?" I pleaded. To my surprise, he just gave me a concerned look but became silent.

I was torn. Never in my life had I felt so spilt before. Usually one decision made more sense than the other and I had no problems picking between them. This time, I had no clue what to do. Part of me wanted to beg for Leah's forgiveness and forget that Sam ever existed. The loss of her friendship hurt a lot. But, the thought of losing Sam hurt me. He had grown to be a part of my life and it felt natural. Being around Sam was like breathing.

After dinner, I had made my way upstairs to go to bed when I heard the phone ring. Sam had mentioned something about calling later. I had hoped that finally we'd finish that conversation from the hospital, even if it was over the phone. Me and curiosity never mixed well. So, I sat myself on the stairs and tried to be quiet.

"Katie." Dad walked to the front of the stairs and rose an eyebrow. "Telephone… why are you on the stairs?"

"I felt dizzy so I sat down." I lied, hoping he would buy it. He didn't say anything else but he helped up me then made his way into the living room once I was on my feet.

"Hello?" I said once I picked up the phone.

"Katie." Mom's voice came over. "Your dad called me earlier… He said you might need someone to talk to."

"Of course he did." Dad always resorted to calling mom whenever he thought that she could talk me into something.

"Come on, talk to mama."

"I'm torn between two people and I have no idea what to do."

"What's your heart saying?"

"That's the thing. I don't know. I'm confused. I can either have my best friend or Sam."

"Sam was the young man that brought you all the gifts at the hospital." She clarified. "The same one who dated your best friend?"

"Yes."

"Well… You definitely got yourself into a situation. Is this guy worth losing Leah over?" She asked.

"He makes me feel like I'm the only girl he sees. I know that sounds cliché but that how it is. Being around him is like breathing. It's no complication."

"Sounds like you really like him."

"With him… it feels like I finally belong somewhere."

"And what about Leah?"

"She's my best friend… well was. I don't want to hurt her but I feel like in order for me to be happy, I have to. Why can't there be a solution that leads to my happy ending without hurting anyone?"

"Because life isn't fair. I didn't want to hurt your dad but I knew that neither of our happy endings were with each other. He was just a bit more stubborn about making it work."

"I don't know what to do, Mom." I wiped my eyes, not realizing that I had started crying.

"I think you know. You're just scared to make the move."

Cliffhanger! I know I'm evil...