The next morning when I woke up, I found Sam was still in my bed.
"Sam, Sam." I said shaking him. He moaned and put a pillow over his head. I rolled my eyes and sat on my bed thinking how to get him to wake up. I smiled evilly.
I straddled his waist and put my hands next to the side of his face. I leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips. I could feel Sam tense, and then relax into the kiss. He and I both moaned in pleasure. His hands went down my back and settled on my waist. When we both broke apart for air, Sam looked at me.
"Now that's one hell of a way to wake up." He said grinning. I laughed a little and kissed him again. He rolled me onto my back, both of us still straddling each other. I moaned when his lips found my neck and began kissing butterfly kisses.
"Sam" I moaned. My hand found the back of his head and I pushed down a little harder. The kisses got more forceful, and hotter. The groans kept escaping my lips which made Sam moan even more.
"Bella" he groaned. His lips came off of my neck and he looked in my eyes. We were both trying to catch our breath.
"We should stop" He said with lust in his eyes. I bit my bottom lip and nodded. Sam rolled off of me and I got up. I took his hands and tried to pull him off the bed.
"Come on." I said.
"Where are we going?" he said moving off the bed.
"To make some breakfast."
"And what about Charlie?" he asked, stopping me and pushing me up against my door frame. "What are we going to say if he is down there?"
"Well, I bet we could come up with something, but…" I looked over Sam's shoulder to see the clock. The blue lights showed it was 10 am. "He should be at work." I stated.
Sam contemplated this for a second before kissing me on the lips. "Alrighty then, let's go." He said dragging my hand towards the staircase.
Sam sat leaned against the counter while I made pancakes. After I made a batch, I set them on a table for Sam to start eating. I was waiting for the next batch of pancakes to bubble so I could flip them, when two hands wrapped around my waist. I leaned back against Sam's chest and closed my eyes. His head found the crook of my neck and we just stayed there for a few minutes.
I opened my eyes again to see that the batch was done. I flipped the pancakes to the other side and looked up at Sam. We looked at each other for a few, and then he took the pancake turner in my hand.
"Go eat some pancakes." He said nodding his head to the table. I smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"Thanks."
While I was eating I watched Sam cook. God, he is sexy I thought. He caught me staring because he was waggling his eyebrows. I laughed a little.
"What's got you in a daze?" he said with a smirk on his face.
I blushed. "You." I said looking down, smiling.
I could hear him chuckle a little. He put the last batch of pancakes on the plate and turned off the stove. He took the plate and set them on the table next to me. Then, he took my hands and pulled me off my chair. I wrapped them around his neck and he put his hands back around my waist. Our lips were inches apart, both of us teasing each other on who would cave in first. Just as I thought he would cave he asked me "So, what were you thinking about me? You think im sexy?" leaning closer.
I pulled back a little, laughing and blushing.
"maybe." I said, our lips getting close once again. I looked up from his lips to his eyes to see his eyebrows raised.
"Oh, so you do think im sexy!" he teased. I rolled my eyes. He backed the both of us to the table and kissed me. We both moaned at the contacts of our lips against each other. Our make out session seemed to get hotter and hotter. His lips went to my neck and I moved a hand to his chest. I raked my hand over his firm abs and stomach. I groaned as his lips sucked on the sensitive spot on my neck.
"Sam." I groaned. His hands started to go under my shirt and my back arched. I could hear him groan my name.
Ring Ring!! The sound of the phone made us both jump. I quickly gained composer and Sam cleared his throat. I looked over to him to see a big grin on his face. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the phone.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Bella!? Finally! Didn't your father tell you I called?" Renee said.
Sam's arms came around me, and I looked up at him. He nodded at me. I sighed into the phone.
"Yea, he did."
"So, you didn't have the courtesy to call your own mother back?!"
I could tell her tone was fuming but I didn't really care. My pent up anger floated to the top. "Apparently not." I said gritting my teeth.
She snorted. "Well, I thought I taught my daughter manners, I guess not."
"Well, then im glad im not your daughter!" I said livid. I slammed the phone back to the spot on the wall. I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead to the phone. Sam gathered me into his arms and put my head in his chest. He put his chin on top of my head and played with my hair. I pulled back, took a few deep breaths and wiped the few tears that fell from my eyes.
"Thanks." I said looking up at him. His thumb grazed over my cheek and he kissed my forehead.
"Anytime babe."
He pulled back. "Did I tell you I loved you today?" he asked
I laughed a little. "Hmmm, why Mr. Uley, I don't think you have."
"Well then, I love you. I love you, I love you." He said-kissing my cheeks, forehead, and tip of my nose. I beamed up at him. "I love you too." I said swiftly kissing his lips.
After we finished eating breakfast, we cleaned up the table and washed the dishes.
"So what are we doing today?" I asked Sam, handing him another plate to dry.
"Hmm, well what did you wanna do?" he said drying the next dish I gave him.
"The beach?" I asked.
He chuckled at the way my face lit up. "Sounds good." He said smoothly.
After we finished washing the dishes, I went upstairs and got all ready. I put all of my stuff in a bag, including my sketchbook. When I came back down, Sam was leaning against the door smiling at me. I laughed at how cute he looked. "Ready to go? Is it ok if we stop by my house?" he asked.
"Yah, no problem. Let's go!" I said walking out the door.
Sam's house was amazing. The outside was woodsy and beautiful.
We pulled into the driveway, and got out of the car. I stood there, amazed at the beauty of the house. Sam spun the ring of the keys around his finger.
"So you like it?" he asked smiling.
"Yea, it's…beautiful." I said breath taken.
"Well would you like to come inside? I just have to go grab my stuff, get changed, and then we can go." He said walking to the front door.
I was still standing in my same spot, looking at the perfect house.
"Bells?" Sam called from the doorway.
"Huh? Oh, right. Coming! Sorry." I said blushing. I jogged to the porch and walked inside.
The inside was better than the out. It had this comfy, homey vibe to it. The décor wasn't overly done, yet wasn't empty. It had a 'Sam' touch to it. I looked at the pictures on the wall. They were Sam's life in pictures. I smiled at the one with him and Jake. There were others; some with the pack and some when he was younger. Sam stood behind me, watching as I moved along the walls.
"Who's this?" I asked, pointing to a woman when he was younger.
"That's my mom."
"Wow, she was beautiful." I said flabbergasted.
"Yea, she was."
His smile was sad. I turned to him. "What was she like?" I asked, taking my hand in his.
He looked down at our entwined hands and smiled down at me. His eyes drifted back to the picture before he spoke.
"She was an amazing mother. She was kind, sweet, and patient. After my dad left us, she always made sure I was taken care of and safe. I remember when I was younger, everyday for lunch I would get sugar cookies in my lunch that we made together nights before." He smiled.
"h-how did she die?" I asked softly.
"Breast cancer." He said just as soft.
"Im sorry." I said brushing my thumb with his cheek.
"Nah, its ok." He shrugged. "She never showed weakness. She always stayed strong till the end. I remember just days before she passed away, she got to see me play my first football game as a quarterback."
I smiled. "You were a quarterback?"
He laughed quietly. "yeah, but I wasn't any good. I think our record was 5-10."
I laughed and he nudged me. "Hey being a quarterback was hard." He tried to point out.
"mmmhhmmm." I said doubtfully.
"Alrighty, then, Ms. Swan, Lets see you be a quarterback, let alone football." He said cockily.
I laughed. "I guess you haven't been in the Black and Swan family long enough to know how well I play football." I said just as cocky. Sam raised an eyebrow. "That's what I thought." I said, putting a hand on my hip.
"Go get ready so we can head down to the beach." I said.
"You're not going to explain this whole football thing?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes. "Nope." I said, popping the 'p' sound.
He looked at me one more time before sighing. "Alright, I will be right back."
Sam came back a few minutes later in swim trunks, t-shirt, and a towel on his shoulder.
I swiftly ran my eyes over his body. "Ready?" he asked smiling, catching my eyes. I blushed.
"Yea, lets go." I said, taking his hand and walking down to the beach.
"So what's in the bag?" he asked when we got the beach.
"Oh, my towel, sun block, some water, and my sketchbook." I tried saying nonchalantly. I placed my towel out on the sand, and then laid on my stomach starting to draw. I got through about 2 minutes before I turned towards Sam, who was standing by me, blocking the sun.
"Sam? You're kind of in the way of the sun." I stated.
"Oh, oops. Sorry babe." He said swiftly moving out of the way.
"Thanks." I said, turning back to my sketchbook. About 5 minutes after that I sighed. Sam was standing on my other side, not in my sun, but bothering me. The feeling him watching me got on my nerves.
"Sam." I exhaled, looking up at him
"Yea?" he asked softly.
"I-Not to be mean, but its kind of…getting on my nerves, you standing here watching." I bit my lip.
"Oh, right. Sorry." He scratched the back of his head. "Alright, then im gunna go swim."
"Mmkkk. I will be there in a few, I just wanna finish this." I said not looking up, drawing the rest of the picture.
"Okay, take your time." He said before running to the shore and diving into the beach water.
After about 20 minutes, I finished the pictures. The first picture was of Sam and his mom. It was like the one I saw in Sam's house, but I tried to add my imagination a little. I took his moms look and his as a little kid, and put them in the kitchen of Sam's house, baking cookies. The second picture was the last time Jake and I played football with Leah, Seth, Quil, and Embry.
I smiled at the picture and closed the book. I let my hair down and pulled off my cover-up. I went into the water, but didn't see Sam.
"Sam?!" I called. I looked behind me, and from side to side but didn't see him. I was starting to panic. I thought of using my powers of water, when all of the sudden hands hugged me at my sides. I gasped and Sam came up out of the water.
"You ok?" he asked concerned.
I put a hand on my heart. "Geez, you scared the shit out of me." I calmed down.
My hands were wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist. Sam was just tall enough to stand in the water without his head under.
"You could have gotten hurt." I said quietly, not daring to look at him.
"Babe, im a werewolf remember? I can hold my breath way longer than a human."
I shook my head and bit my lip. "That's not what I meant."
He looked at me, trying to catch my eyes, but I refused. He finally took his fingers and pulled my chin up to face him. "Sam." I said, trying to jerk my face away from his grasp.
"Bella. Look at me." He said, not letting go of my chin. I continued to bite my bottom lip and sighed. Tears were on the brims of my eyes and I looked up at Sam.
"Baby." He said.
"Please Sam; you have to be careful around me, ok?" I said playing with his ear.
He sighed. "Look at me Bella." He commanded. My eyes met his and I felt as if the wall I built around my self to keep myself from a safe distance from everyone, including Sam, was falling.
"You won't hurt me. The pack either."
I thought he was reading my mind. I didn't even need to say words, being with him, it was like he knew everything I was feeling, or what I was doing. He knew my wants, needs, and everything in between.
"You don't know that Sam. I'm not always in control, im not always as cautious as I should be. I could slip up and end up hurting one of you by accident!"
He put his forehead to mine. "You won't." He said confidently. He took his hands in mine and kissed them. "You won't." He repeated softer. I closed my eyes, trying to believe his words were true.
After a few more minutes of swimming around and holding each other, we got out of the water. We were both drying ourselves off with our towels when Sam came around and hugged me to his chest.
"You ok?" he asked in my hair.
"Yeah, im fine." I said in his chest I closed my eyes, just wanting to disappear.
After everything was packed up, we walked back to Sam's house. When we opened the door we heard voices.
"Hey!!" Seth said from the couch. I quickly put up a shield and then back down when I realized it was just the pack. I looked over at Sam giving him 'I told you so' look.
"What are you guys doing here?" I asked trying to slow my breathing back down and my focus back in order.
"Well we went to your house, but you weren't there, so we figured you would be at Sam's." Embry said. "Why didn't you think I would be with Jake?" I asked curiously.
"'Cause Sam's your imprint. Duhh." Le-le said on Jakes lap. I raised an eyebrow at the two of them, but they weren't paying any attention.
"So just because he's my imprint means that I will always be with him?" I asked getting angry. Sam put a hand on my shoulder, and Leah and Jake looked at me. "That's not what she meant Bells…Ok, so it is." He said
I was confused and a headache was coming on. Jake saw my facial expression and tried to explain. "Imprinting, as you know, are your soul mates. Well when you are apart for a while or too long of a time, it feels like you need to be together. It's like an addiction." He said.
I nodded. "oh." Was all I could say.
"You ok, Bells?" Seth asked.
"Yea, im fine. I just...im going to go use your shower okay?" I said turning to Sam. He looked at me. "Ok, did you want me to show you…?"
I cut him off. "No, I can find it. Thanks." I walked up the stairs and looked for the door to the bathroom. Once I found it, I turned on the water and stripped. My tense body relaxed when the hot water hit me, and I let out a deep breath. After about 20 minutes my headache started to return. It felt as if my head was on fire so I put my forehead to the tile wall. I leaned against the wall slightly, feeling a little faint. Before I knew it, I was hearing the boys talking downstairs.
"What's up with Bella? She seems sad yet edgy." Leah said.
"She…we…" Sam tried explaining
"Geez Sam would you spit it out already?" Leah asked.
"She's worried about hurting one of us." He said bluntly.
I sighed. I know the pack would find out sooner or later, but I just wasn't in the mood to hear how foolish I sounded; when I knew I was right. I tried to stop listening but found it harder than usual.
I turned off the water of the shower, wrapped a towel around myself, and stepped out. Of course, the hearing power kicked on again and my headache came back. I moaned softly and put both my hands on the counter top.
"That's ridiculous; doesn't she know we are werewolves?" Brady says.
"She can still hurt us." Jake stated. Thank you! "But sometimes I think she thinks we are as fragile as humans." He finished. My hands balled up into fists. Jake was supposed to be on my side. WTF. I shut my eyes. The headache was getting worse. I cleaned off the mist from the mirror and took a look at myself. My nose began to bleed.
"shit." I cussed. I took a towel and put it up to my nose. I put my head back to try and stop the bleeding this wasn't possible. I shouldn't be bleeding or getting a headache. What the hell is going on? I asked myself.
"Why do I smell blood?" Seth asked.
"Are any of you guys bleeding?" Embry asked.
"Bella." Sam said. I could hear the whole pack rushing up the stairs. The door to the bathroom was locked. So they were all there huddled around the door.
"Bella!" Sam shouted pounding on the door. I groaned. "Please stop pounding the fucking door." I said.
It stopped. "Bella, honey, are you ok?" he asked jiggling the doorknob.
"Im fine." I said. Not opening the door.
"Open the door Bells." Jake said.
"Guys im fine." I insisted.
"So you've said." Quil said.
"If you're fine, then you will open the door Bella." Jake pointed out. I groaned. Seriously?
"Bella, we can smell your blood." Sam said. "Now please, open the door." I could tell Sam was getting nervous and him being nervous lead to be impatient, which I didn't have patience for. "Come on Belly, open the door." Leah spoke up.
I bit my lip. Should I?
No, they will worry…even though I should be worried considered this shouldn't be happening.
"Bella!" Sam said impatient.
"Im fine guys. Could you please, just leave me alone for a while?"
I heard Sam and Jake growl. It suddenly became quite.
"Don't you dare think about knocking down this door." I said in a threatening tone.
"How are you going to stop us?" Quil asked. I was so exhausted but I didn't want them to see me. I took the towel off my nose and saw it was full of blood. I put my hand to my nose and blood was still coming out. Fuck. I swore to myself. "Bella." Sam growled.
"Everything is fine." I yelled back, but ended up cringing at the sound of my voice- bouncing off the bathroom walls.
I could hear the boys mumbling, so I listened in closer.
"Ok, ready?" Sam asked. "On the count of 3."
"1-2-3!" He shouted. I quickly teleported myself to the living room. I kept the towel to my nose and leaned against the wall breathing heavily.
"Bella?" Sam asked from the bathroom. He heard my breathing. "Bella!" he shouted running down the stairs. I cringed at how loud he was. Right when he hit the bottom step and ran towards me I said "leave me alone right now Sam. I mean it. All of you…Please."
I knew they could all hear me, and then I teleported back to my own house. I ended up in the foyer. I leaned on the door and fell to the ground. About 5 minutes later, I gathered enough strength to walk up to the bathroom.
My nose had stop bleeding and the towel was soaked in blood. I started to feel queasy and light headed, so I threw the towel out as fast as I could. I went to my bedroom and changed out of my clothes. I threw my bloody clothes away and pulled out a sports bra and some sweatpants.
After I finished changing, I plopped onto the bed and groaned. What the fuck is going on here? I asked myself. I started feel drowsy but didn't have enough strength the get in bed, so I just stayed where I was and fell asleep.