It's been another week. Nate and Z's wedding was amazing and perfect. Everything went smooth and they were like the biggest love birds ever known to man.

"Oh enough already!" Catie said turning to them in disgust. I laughed as I watched Nate and Z. They wanted to spend some time with us after the wedding and small honey moon. Well apparently their 'honeymoon' wasn't over since they were all cuddly and smoochy as we walked around the mall.

"Oh let them be. Come on, I want some new clothes." I told Catie and walked into a store.

After a few hours of shopping, we let the love birds go….do things (hint hint) and Catie went back to Sam's with me.

"Hey, you here?" I called out for Sam. The house was silent, so I'm guessing he wasn't.

"Alright, well since we have a house to ourselves, what did you want to do?" I asked Catie.

"I have no idea. Where should I set these?" she asked referring to her bags.

"Well I'm going to put mine upstairs but you can just put yours by the door." I told her as I walked up the stairs.

After a long debate, we ended up going to the movies and dinner, just enjoying the night of girls only.

I left Sam a note on the counter saying I would be back later, so hopefully I would be able to see him before I had to leave to go back to campus.

"Thanks for hanging out with me today Bella." Catie said as we walked up to Sam's house.

"Anytime Catie. It was fun. But next time, we are doing bikes." I joked with her.

She smiled big and nodded. "Sounds perfect."

I opened up Sam's door and grabbed her stuff. "Tell Sam I said hey, and I will see you guys later!"

Before I could respond, she was gone and I was looking at thin air. I let out a chuckle and shut the door.

"Hey! I'm home!" I yelled into the illuminated house. Not a word was spoken back and I looked all around. It was then I saw a bunch of rose petals scattered all over the ground leading to the backyard.

"Sam?" I called out as I followed the beautiful flowers.

I walked out to the backyard and found candles lit everywhere with rose petals scattered around the grass.

"What on earth?" I whispered to myself.

"What do you think?" Sam asked from behind me.

I gasped in surprised and turned around in his arms.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"It's a surprise." He said with a smile. He led me down to the middle of the backyard, watching as I took it all in.

After it all settled in my brain I turned in his arms and looked up at him.

"What did I do to bring out Mr. Romantic?" I asked with a laugh.

He looked down at me with a smile and gave me a kiss. "I can be romantic." He said as his lips pressed against mine.

"Mmhmm." I murmured sarcastically as I continued to kiss him.

When we broke I kept my hands on the back of his neck and just stared at him. "Thank you, for this. And for whatever reason you are doing this." I muttered.

"Maybe it's just because I love you." He stated as I laid my head on his chest.

"Or maybe it's just because you have something sneaky up your sleeves." I retorted.

He gave my sides a squeeze and I let out a giggle.

"Alright Mr. Romantic, what did you have planned for us?"

"I thought we could just look at the stars for a while. It's a beautiful night, and I'm with a gorgeous girl." He said sweetly.

I rolled my eyes and felt my insides melt.

"Cheesy." I laughed and dragged him to the middle of the yard.

We laid there for a while just looking at the stars. It was only a little while later, Sam rolled on his side and watched me.

"What?" I asked, still staring at the stars.

"Just looking at you." He stated.

"I noticed." I laughed and turned to him. "What's up?"

"Nothing…I just-…" he sighed.

I waited for him to continue, feeling slightly nervous.

"I want you to move in with me." He stated watching me.

I looked at him, thinking he was joking. When I realized he wasn't, I looked at him wide eyed.

"Are you serious?" I asked leaning up on my arms.

"Yea, of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" he asked, getting up now too.

"I-…." I said shocked.

"Bella, you spend most of your time here anyways. You practically live here, now I just want to make it official."

My heart sped up and I felt slightly nervous. Was I ready for such a big step?

"Sam as amazing as that sounds, what about my stuff? And Charlie? And-…"

"We will take care of it." He said with ease.

"Sam, I don't know. I mean-…"

"Bella, just say yes."

I looked at him and felt so bad for saying this.

"I-I can't Sam. I just…I don't know if I'm ready for this yet."

His eyes began to water and I thought his heart broke.

"I- I should go." I said getting up and distancing myself away from him. I think I just broke his heart.

"I will see you later Sam." I muttered and then walked into his house and left without another word.

A few weeks passed and I haven't talked to Sam in a while. I thought it was weird. I know its stupid saying no to such a perfect guy, but truthfully, I was scared.

I was scared to take such a big step. At times, I knew what I wanted. I knew that happiness was with Sam. I still do, but that doesn't make me any less scared.

What if things change when I move in? What if he regrets asking me? What if….gosh anything is possible and it scares the heck out of me.

My phone rang in the middle of class and it was a number I didn't know.

I decided not to pick up.

It was then when I got a text from Sam that everything came crashing down.

Bella, you need to come home. It's Charlie. He's in the hospital.

My heart accelerated and I immediately grabbed my things. I rushed out of class like a crazy person and teleported to Forks hospital as soon as I got to my apartment.

"I'm here for Charlie Swan." I said with a loss of breath to the front desk woman.

"And you are?"

"His daughter." I snapped.

"Room 405." She said in a careless tone.

I nodded and rushed to the stairs, figuring the elevator to be too long of a wait.

I rushed up four flights of stairs, my mind racing with crazy thoughts of what could have happened.

As I made it up to the fourth floor, I began running down hallways in search for my dad's room. I knew I had arrived when a bunch of 6 foot guys were all pacing the hallways.

"What happened?" I asked out of breath and in a nervous state.

"I don't know. They won't tell us anything because we aren't family." Jake said.

I nodded, trying not to think about the worst.

"Sam and Jared are inside with Charlie now." Jake said again.

I nodded to him and slowly walked inside. Sam and Jared were at the side and the foot of the bed talking with Charlie.

"Dad." I breathed in relief.

"Bella." He said in the same tone.

Quickly I rushed to him and hugged him for dear life. I buried my head in his shoulder and took in a deep breath. Tears started falling and I couldn't seem to control myself.

"What's going on? What happened?" I asked him while pulling away and wiping my tears.

He looked sad and worn out. Before he could answer me he looked at the two boys in the room.

"We will leave you two alone. Bella, we will be outside if you need us." Sam instructed.

I nodded and tried giving him a small smile. "Thanks Sam."

Sam nodded back at me and Jared gave us both a small smile, which we both gave back. After the two men left, I looked to Charlie and waited for an answer.

"Bella, you should sit." He told me.

My heart sped up a little and the pit in my stomach grew.

I grabbed a chair from behind me and waited for him to start.

"I've been sick for a while Bells." He said softly.

I went to speak but he cut me off.

"It was before you came here. It was a while before you came to live with me actually."

He swallowed hard.

"I have cancer."

I looked at him and couldn't process the information.

"No." I whispered as the tears resurfaced. "You were fine. You are fine. You can't just-….you don't have…"

"I'm dying Bella."

I swallowed a huge lump in my throat and thought I was going to be sick.

"Alright Mr. Swan. Time for some rest." A nurse said coming in.

I didn't bother looking at the perky sounding nurse. All I could do was stare at Charlie and try and believe what he was saying wasn't true.

"Excuse me miss, but you are going to have to leave." She said politely.

"I'm his daughter." I spoke in a rough voice.

"Oh, ok. Well Mr. Swan, I was told by Dr. Whitfield to increase your morphine since you are still having some pain. This will make you feel extremely drowsy. So don't fight the sleep. It's good for your body." She instructed as she pressed some buttons on a machine and watched the IV.

Again, I swallowed hard and watched the nurse.

She walked out silently with a smile on her face for us to see.

"Bella." Charlie spoke as he tried to fight his sleep.

"I will be here when you wake up." I said with teary eyes.

"No, I just loaded some huge news on you. You need to go and deal with this. I'm ok here. Your old man will be fine."

"Dad..." I said.

"Bella." He said opening his droopy eyes.

I sighed and nodded. "Alright."

I watched as he started to fall back into a deep slumber. "I love you Bella, don't ever forget that."

Tears fell from my eyes as I watched Charlie sleep. Our hands were entwined, his limp in mine. Knowing I had to leave and get cleaned up, I squeezed his hand one last time and stood up, leaving him all alone.

I walked out of the room with all the guys' eyes staring at me. I kept my head down, staring at the ground; I felt so little and lost. I just…I didn't know how to feel.

"I-I….I need to go get cleaned up and grab some things back at my apartment. So umm…could one of you just stay and…"

"Of course. Don't worry about it." Quil said without hesitation.

"Thanks." I said and wiped a falling tear.

I started walking back from where I came, when another body caught up to mine.

"I'm coming with you." Sam said softly.

I nodded to him and continued to walk. About five minutes later we were out of the hospital and about to teleport back to my apartment.

I grabbed Sam's hand and held it in mine. It felt so heavy and warm. It was nothing like how my dad's felt- limp and cold.

This is probably the first time I had held his hand since the big fight between us. I missed it. My body craved his touch.

"Bella?" Sam questioned concerned.

I looked at him and without another thought, we were inside my place.

"Sorry." I muttered and let go of his hand, walking past him.

I headed to my room, grabbing a duffle bag. I stuffed a bunch of clothes in there, not really caring what I was bringing.

"Bella?" His voice questioned again as he watched me stuff clothes in the bag.

I stood with my back to him, looking down at the full duffle bag on my bed.

"I-I need to take a shower. So umm…just give me a few minutes."

"Yea, ok." Sam said his voice laced with concern.

I walked away, my head still trained on the floor. I shut the door behind me, sliding back against it and letting the tears fall.

I didn't want to lose Charlie. I didn't want to feel the emptiness or the dark cloud of sadness. I wanted Charlie here, I wanted Charlie to live and see me grow up. I wanted to see him live my life and experience his own. I wanted it all…but I wasn't going to get it.

"Bella?" Sam asked as he knocked on the door.

I didn't answer. Instead I continued to sit there and cry.

"Bella, let me in." he said in a more panicked and commanding tone.

Again, I didn't move, as the sobs wracked my body and clouded my hearing. It was a few minutes later that I gained some control over my sobs and calmed myself down a little.

"Bella, please." He begged as I started to calm down.

I got up from the floor and put my hand on the door knob. It was then then it turned and Sam slowly opened the door.

He looked at me and found me broken.

The door was open wider and he stepped into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, turning the knob to hot and warming it up for me.

He then took me in his arms and comforted me in a way I didn't think was possible. He held me in his arms, an arm around my waist while the other making its way up to run a hand over my face and in my hair.

We stared into each other's eyes and let our hurt become one. When the shower was ready and the bathroom was all steamy, he opened the shower door and brought us in there.

Our clothes were now wet, clinging to our bodies.

He lowered his head, kissing me softly at first. My body responded eagerly, melting into his chest and shifting my lips to mold to his. We kissed in synchronization, both eagerly and passionately.

Everything was raw and true. There was no drama or speaking. It was just us, in the moment. We were just…feeling.

And for the first time, feeling felt like the right thing to do.