Chapter 1

I'm Back But I'm Not Wanted

Can't believe how small the world is. My older brother is best friends with the ones who bullied me. Ha! Such a small world!

"Oh look it's Isabella Marie Swan!" Jacob Black shouted, across the playground, when he saw me.

"Why, hello, there Isabella." Quil Alteara, sarcastically said, popping next to me. I started to walk faster.

"How's life, chubby?" Jared Cameron asked, laughing, obviously, following me. I was now on the verge of tears.

"Yeah, how life, down there?" Embry Call, asking, following Jared's question.

"Guys, leave 'Little Miss Chubby' alone now." Paul Lahote said, the only guy I have a crush on. Pathetic, I know. He bullies me but I like him. Maybe he's being nice now. But why?

"Aw, Paul has a crush on Chubby - Wubby." Jared said, punching Paul's shoulder, lightly, I think, I hope.

"Shut up man! She fat and ugly! I want a girl who's hot and beautiful, not her." Paul shouted. I was now crying, only Paul can

make me cry. "See? And she cries! Such a baby!" He continued.

"Stop! Go away! I hate you!" I shouted to them. They were silent for a second then started laughing. I went up to Paul and kneeled his groin. He cried out in pain. I then ran home, now missing my bus.

As I got home, I slammed the door. My mum jumped from the sound. She saw me and asked, "Aw, baby, are you okay?"

"Mum ... Can we go! I hate it here! I want to move!" I said, crying. She cradled me and head me tight.

"Baby, tell me what happened?" she asked.

"Mum, they were bullying me again. Mum, I want to go!" I couldn't stop crying.

"Okay, baby, pack up and we'll head to the airport."

That day, I knew my mother would never leave me, but now, it all changes. "I don't regret leaving mum. I never did." I said, to my mum's gravestone. "Mum, everything hurts. You're gone, Phil's gone and now I have to move back to La Push, where all the nightmares come to life." I started to cry. "Mama, why did you leave me? I know you were in pain, but why? Mama, I need you. It hurts, so much." I wiped my tears away. "But what you taught me, I'll always remember it. I will stand up for myself, I always will. I promise you that mama, I promise." I wiped all the tears away and when I was calm and ready, I went to my car and drove to the airport.

I was sitting near the window, in the plane, with my notebook and iPod, I was listening to a song I wrote and yes, I write songs, and yes again, I am that vain to add my own album to my iPod. I grabbed my notebook and I started to draw.

I drew a red and orange Phoenix, a black and silver Dragon and a grey wolf (That was nearly the same size as a horse, but only two times bigger), for some reason. But then again, I did have a weird dream about it.

I saw sitting on a log, in a clearing, somewhere. I then remember it was the place where I used to cry when Paul and his gang bullied me. I was in a meadow in between Forks and La Push, surrounded by trees, tall and small. I looked around, remembering the times I used to come here. I mostly enjoy the wind; it always makes me calm and the rain. I used to dance around in the rain and start singing random songs and acting weird and stupid.

I laughed quietly. I then looked up when I heard flapping. So loud, I thought. I looked up and saw a massive Dragon. It was coloured black but has a hint of silver on it. It was so big. It had piercing blue eyes, it looked familiar. I got scared but wondered why it was here. Dragons aren't real, are they? The Dragon landed near me. I started to walk to it slowly, scared it will run or worse, get me hurt. As I approached the Dragon, I started to pat it. And it actually let me. It was weird but also cool and comforting. It wanted me not to be scared. I didn't understand why.

They I heard another flapping noise but much louder than the Dragon. I then saw a Phoenix and damn was it big. It was red and orange. The orange colour made it look like the big bird had flames. It's eyes where bright orange. It landed on a tree branch. I feel sorry for the branch, the bird is so big! The branch must've broken by now. I didn't want to go near the Phoenix. I was scared. It looked at me like I was the prey and it was a predator.

I then, surprisingly heard growling. I looked to my left and saw a silver wolf, with deep, chocolate brown eyes. It was telling me to run. What's wrong with it? Maybe it's a werewolf, but it was so big to be one. But I've only seen one person in wolf form that's a werewolf and that's me. But if it's a wolf, why is it telling me to run?

Just then, the Dragon lunged at the Wolf, the Phoenix lunged at the Dragon and the Wolf lunged at the Phoenix. It happened quickly. The Dragon got hurt, the Phoenix flew away and the Wolf was injured, bleeding on the forest floor, looking for help. For me.

I shivered, remembering that dream. It was really weird, maybe it's telling me something, but what? After a few hours of drawing, I then went to sleep.

I woke up from my peaceful sleep and yawned. I got my notepad and started writing.

I understand why mama left me. She was in pain and so was step dad, Phil. But now I'm going to the place where my nightmares turn real, my personal hell. I remember them all. Jacob Black, Quil Alteara, Embry Call, Jared Cameron and the person I loved and also hate, Paul Lahote. I will have my revenge. They will be surprised, by the old Bella, that they thought they can easily hurt, the ugly and rotten, that is now the new Bella, sexy as hell, fierce and so much more better. I'm sure there're still in La Push, I'll be there and I'll be waitin' for them.

But revenge aside, my brother, or step - brother, Sam Uley and Emily young, his fiancé, is letting me stay with them. So generous.

But the only problem is, is that I might phase. they can't know I'm a werewolf. I have to lie, like I always do.

"Ah, excuse me miss, would you get my pen on the floor." A tall, tanned man asked me, that sat next to me.

"Sure." I replied, picking up his pen. He was about in his 30s.

"Sorry for reading your erm ... Diary, but ... Ah ... I'm very sorry for your mother's and step dads death." He was reading it? And he called my notebook a diary! Wow! Nosey much? But did he read the rest? Oh damn! Did he know I was a wolf? But before I could ask him, he continued, "I know you may think of me as a ignorant person and has no respect towards people or yourself, but I understand. I lost my older son Sam and wife Alison. Alison left me when my life was a bit difficult; I guess she just didn't understand me." Aw, so sad. How could his wife do that and plus taking his son away from him? "A few years later, I got remarried, but then my new wife left me, like my other wife, with my daughter; I didn't even get to see my little girl." He paused, thinking of the sad memory. "It's a very different situation. In your case your loves one died, but I know what kind of pain you're in. I'm so sorry deeply for your lost and for me being noisy. Would you please forgive me for my stupidity?"

"Of course and I'm sorry as well, for your lost."

"It was a long time, dear."

"Even though. I'm sorry, but may I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"Did you read any other bit?"

"Oh, no, no. I stopped when you wrote that you're going to La Push. Oh and those boys, you should show them what your made of."

"Oh, yeah, those boys ..." I said, getting sad. "But does it get better. I mean all the pain and whatnot?"

"In a little while but not now. Maybe later but just think of your future and what your mother and father would have wanted for you."

"Thank you. Oh, my name is Isabella. Bella for short."

"Joshua." He said, "But may I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Are you a Native American?"

"Yes, are you?"

"Yes, I'm Quileute."

"Oh, so you're going to live in La Push then?"

"No, I'm moving to Seattle. So, you're staying with your relatives in La Push?"

"Yes, my older brother Sam Uley." oh, what a quinky dink, my older brother is called Sam, while Joshua has a son called Sam.

"That's good."

"Passengers, please fasten your seat belts, we are about to land." He pilot said.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Bella." Joshua said, "Maybe we'll see each other soon?"

"Maybe, goodbye."

I waited for twenty minutes, but no Sam or any tanned dudes. I mean, the whole airport is empty.

(An hour later)

That's it! I'm leaving! I went outside, looking for a cab. I then saw a man in a delivery uniform.

"Are you Isabella Marie Uley?" He asked me.

"Yeah." I replied. "Why?"

"I, um, have your car here. You just, ah, need to sign something." Was he scared? Or shy?

"Okay." I sign the thingie, "Thanks."

I hopping in my car which was a Bugatti 16c Galibier Concept and I drove to where ever La Push is.

I passed a sign saying "Welcome to Forks." Okay, now I have to ask for directions. I kept on driving till I saw another sign, saying "The Quileute's' Welcomed You To La Push". I drove on and on until I was in a beach, that much be La Push. I saw a little red house. It brought back does bad memories.

I was 7 Years old and I was in the Black's house eating cookies that me and Sarah - Billy's wife made. Sarah is my mum's best friend, so Sarah sometimes baby sits me. She is so nice, I don't really get why Jacob is so mean. Talking about Jacob, he (Thankfully) wasn't in the house, he was would Paul and his gang. Or so I thought. Just then Jacob came through the door.

"Jacob don't bang the door." Sarah said.

"Hey mum, hey dad." he said, not even saying sorry, "Why, hello Isabella." His tone held sarcasm and a bit of annoyance, when he saw me.

"Hi." I said, quietly. He laughed and sat on the couch. I guess he finds my shyness amusing.

"Bella, why don't you give Jacob a cookie?" Sarah said.

"Okay." I said, still being quiet. I went up to him, holding the try of cookies and I gave him one. He took one from the tray, ignoring the cookie I was offering. He bit it and spat it out.

"Ew, this taste discussing! Are you trying to kill me?" Jacob shouted at me.

"Jacob! Do not say that! Say sorry to Bella!" Billy said, clearly angry.

"No! She's trying to kill me!" He knocked the tray out of hand, "Go away you ugly murder! Go back to your dad! Oh wait, you don't have one!" he shouted again. Tears were running down my eyes.

"I hate you Jacob Black!" He looked at me for a second and then he laughed. He actually laughed! I then, kneeled him in the groin. "Ahhh!" he screamed. He was holding his sensitive part, that I just kicked.

"I hate you Jacob Black!" I said, and then ran.

I held back the tears. I knocked on the door. A man in a wheelchair answered that door.

"Hey Billy." I said to him. He look confused. "Remember me." he shook his head and looked at me closely, then, realisation hit him.

"Isabella! Long time no see, eh?" he asked. Gosh, I missed Billy. "Your still the beautiful girl you are, but now, your a woman!"

"Thanks Billy. I haven't see you too." I hugged him.

"So, darling, what are you doing here. Of all places?" he asked. "Oh and come in side."

We both got inside and I sat on a chair, near the table.

"Visiting my brother ... " I muttered. Billy didn't know anything about me having a brother - or any other siblings for that matter. Billy just knows my mum.

"Brother? Bella, you have a brother?"

"Uh, yeah. His name is Sam and he lives here ... Somewhere."

"Sam? As in Sam Uley?" Billy looked shocked. Wonder why? "Yeah, you know him?" Billy knows a lot of people. He runs the council in La Push. "Yeah, and I know his - your father to."

"Billy, please, I don't want to talk about that bas - bad man." I really didn't want to swear in front of Billy, anyone else, but not Billy.

"Okay darlin' but what can I do for you?"

"Erm, I need directions for Sam's house." I asked, shyly.

"Why? Didn't he pick you up?"

"No." I said, and then paused, "How'd you know?"

"Bella, I wasn't born yesterday, I mean, you got your luggage with you and Sam is a busy man."

"Oh. So he forgot?"

"Erm ... Yeah, you could say that."

"Great." I whispered. Billy didn't hear me. Billy showed me the directions and I said bye and that I'll visit him soon.

"You do that kiddo."

I was heading to the front door when Billy called me.

"Yeah?"

"I know what you've been through. I may know your life until you left, but I don't know the feeling for your life. Your like a daughter to me. So, whatever happens, I'm here for you. You changed. And I'm happy, your different now. And I know what caused you to changed. I know you hate them. I do to. Either of Jacob is my son, but he had no right. Just be strong."

"Thanks Billy." I said, before getting into my car and drove away.

I soon ended up in a little wooden house. It was made out of wood, like someone had just made it (Duh, someone did make it). I got to the porch and knocked on the door. A native woman with black hair and threes scars on her right side of face, answered the door.

"Hello. What can I do for you?" she asked so nicely. She must be Emily.

"I'm here to see Sam Uley." I said to her.

"Okay then. One minute please." She looked behind her and shouted, "Sam!"

"Yeah?" Ah, my dear brother, the one that left me at the airport answered.

"Someone here's to see you!"

"Tell them I'm busy." Sam shouted back. I rolled my eyes. Emily looked back to me. And then to where Sam was.

"I think it's important."

"Who is it?"

"Tell him it's his long lost sister, Isabella Marie Uley." I said to Emily. Shock, annoyance and anger ran throw her face.

"Sam! You better get out here now! Or else!" Emily yelled - loudly.

"Emily, what's wro - " Sam stopped midway. He swallowed and whispered, "Isabe - "

"No, it's okay!" I interrupted him. "You didn't bother to pick me up! I guess - no, actually - I know when I'm not wanted. It's was so nice to see you Sam!" I wanted to cry, it hurt so much knowing no one will want you, that you have nothing. I turned to Emily, I soften. "And you too Emily, hope I can see you soon." I got into my car and drove away, never looking back.

I drove anywhere and everywhere. But honestly, I don't know where to go. I wanted to be in Philippines, but what would I do there.

You have the pack. My wolf said. Yes, as much as I sound crazy, my wolf is talking to me. My wolf is like my guide, to help me in everything I do. Crazy, right?

But would they want me? I asked my wolf.

My wolf didn't answer me this time.

I drove to the cliffs and parked. I went to the cliffs and say down.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?

Well that's alright 'cause I love the way you lie.

I got my phone out and answered it.

"Hey Isa. How's Forks? Or are you in La Push now?" Isa is my nickname that the Pack calls me. It brought a smile to my face.

"It's fine Derrick. I'm in La Push" I whispered. Derrick is my best friend in the whole pack. He knew me like he knew the back of his hand.

"You okay babe, you sound like your cry." He paused, then realization hit him. "Damn! You are crying! Who did that to you? I'll kill them!" Derrick shouted. Geez, over protective fool.

"No one dear. No one at all..." I whispered, mysteriously and randomly.

"Don't give me that bull! Is it your brother? Or is it those bastards who hurt you? Woman, tell me!"

"No one Derrick. I'm fine." I assured him. "How's the pack?" I said, changing the subject.

"John's ordering us around. More patrols. Got a new bloodsucker in the area. Jenny is giving us crap cause she's the only girl now and she might be PMSing. Martin just imprinted on the leech Cathy. The others are being dicks cause your not here and the pups miss you, but there're try'na get used to eveyrthing."

"Wow! Martin imprinted? Say hi to the pups for me. And how's Alex? Him and Richelle?"

"Crap man. Alex doesn't know if he imprinted on Richelle or he just loves the leech. I mean, you know the love birds history."

"Yeah." Alex was in love with Richelle since third grade. But she was always with Kevin. A bastard that also tried to hit on me. Now that Alex phased, he thinks that he imprinted on Richelle, but she doesn't feel the so-called-pull. "Great. More problems." I muttered.

"Yep. Got a lot of crap and jack on us, eh?" Yeah, but you think you got jack, I got more. My enemies - the douche heads are in La Push. And I don't think my brother will help me with my revenge plan, he might even ruin it all.

"Yep." I just simply replied.

"Bella - "

"Don't Derrick! I know! But I don't want to!"

"You don't even know what I was saying!"

"I don't care!" I said, annoyed and tired. "I gotta go, call me if there's any news and tell the pups I miss 'em and say I love you for me."

"Yeah, yeah. See ya chicka."

We both hanged up.

Okay, what should I do? Should I put my revenge plan on the bastards? Or what? And what about Sam? I don't get it! Ugh! I should go home, I am tired and sleepy.

I got into my car and drove to Sam's house. I knocked on the door and guess who I saw? Paul fucking Lahote!

"Yeah?" he asked, looking at the ground. Yeah? What the effing hell? Guess much things - or rather people (Cough Paul cough) didn't change at all.

"Where's Sam Uley?" I demanded, irritated.

"He's - " Paul stopped talking and looked me in the eye.

Everything I lived for, my pack, the pups, my education, my mother, my band, my life, it all didn't matter. Gravity wasn't holding me to the ground anymore. The steel cables are snipping one by one. Everyone, everybody, everything and anything is gone. Only him, only Paul Lahote. He is holding me to the ground. No one, nothing and anything else. Just Paul Lahote. My soul mate.

Realization hit me like a on of heavy bricks. Ah, shit! Paul effing Lahote! I imprinted on Paul Lahote! Why, why, why?

"Isab - " Paul started to say.

"Just move Lahote!" I said, angry. Pain was shown in his eyes, but did I really care? Maybe ... But I didn't show it. I pushed pass him (And boy did it hurt, emotionally not physically) and saw everyone looking at me. This must be Sam's pack. There was about nine of them. All boys but only one girl. They were all shocked.

"Oh, Isabella!" Emily shouted happily.

"Just Bella, Emily." I said to her, smiling. Okay, I like Emily ... Is it so bad? I mean, she's so nice!

"Do you want to eat?" she asked, standing up.

"It's cool Emily. I - " I got interrupted by Sam.

"Bella, can I - um need to talk to you."

"Whatever." I only replied, my voice cold.

Sam led me to the kitchen. He paused, then looked at him. He sighed and said, "Look, I'm so sorry for forgetting you at - " He started to say but I interrupted him.

"Sam, I don't really care. Right now, I want to sleep, so, will you let me?" I asked him.

He sighed and said, "Okay them. We'll talk about this tomorrow and I'll show you your room." He led me to the room and slammed the door in his face, locking it and jumped on the bed.

Good fucking night!