What if Bella and Leah's lives were reversed? Bella is Bella Clearwater and is 17, Leah is Leah Swan and is 17 too. Bella is the first female wolf. This will eventually be Bella/Paul and maybe Leah/ Wolf. PM what you want for Leah.
Our favourite place we used to go
The warm embrace that no one knows
The loving look that's left your eye..
This isn't normal. This shit just isn't fucking normal. Where the hell was he? He'd been missing for a month now. There's no sign of him, he doesn't call, doesn't leave a letter, anything to show me he's actually alive! I picked up my cell and rung Paul's familiar number. He answered first ring.
"Bells, whats up? Found him yet?" His worried voice asked. I shook my head even though he couldn't see.
"This isn't normal." I muttered, but I knew he heard.
"Aren't you supposed to be getting married next year?" He asked, his voice slightly saddened.
"Yep. But apparantly that doesn't matter." I stated coldly.
"It does." A deep voice said from the door. I spun around as fast as I could and saw Sam standing there, leaning against the doorway. His eyes were hapy but guarded. His arms were now muscled immensly, like the rest of his body, and folded over his chest.
"Bells?" Paul asked.
"I'll call you later." I said hanging up, not even waiting for goodbye.
"Where the fuck where you?" I all but yelled. He tensed slightly, his eyes more guarded. But then he just shrugged. "What the fuck kind of answer is that?" I nearly screamed. A whole month missing means nothing. He sighed and pulled me into his arms.
"I'll make it up to you." He whispered. I kicked him in the shin.
"You're a fucking asshole, you know that?" I stated looking up to his eyes. He'd grown about a foot, nearly 6'7. Where as I was 5'4.
"Come on." He said scooping me up. I huffed and folded my arms. "I missed that." He whispered sadly.
"Yeah, well you wouldn't of missed it if you never went away." I replied. He dropped me on the bed and I laughed. "Oh, yeahm such a gentleman, just drop me." I laughed. He laughed too.
"Sorry, babe." He whispered.
I woke up in a mess of tangled limbs to a naked Sam. His arm was securely around my shoulders, pulling me even tighter to him. His legs tangled between my won, and our bodies pressed against one another. I sighed. I had missed this, no matter how angry I was with him. I gently shook him.
"Sam, Sammy.. Come on, you have to get up. Em will be here soon." I whispered. He moaned but got out of bed anyway. I walked over and threw his long sleeve top on that covered me almost to my knees. Then there was knocking at the door. Sam popped out of nowhere and grabbed me around the waist, spinning me and kissing my neck. I laughed at him.
"Leave me alone." I laughed. He pouted and leaned down to place a quick kiss on my lips. I went open the door, Sam kept his hold on my waist.
"Emily!" I yelled hugging my cousin. Emily was the best friend you could ever ask for. The fact we were actually blood related was even better. She maybe older than me, but she was always there for me. No matter what. I loved her so fucking much.
Sam's hold on my waist dropped, I looked up at him and he looked.. dazed. He was looking at Emily with so much love in his eyes. Even more than he ever looked at me. "Sam?" I asked gently. His eyes widened and he looked down at me. But instead of the loving look in his eyes, there was regret and sorrow.
We talked.. Well, Sam and Emily talked. I stayed silent. They seemed to be warming up to each other real fast. Secret touches, really low key. After Emily left Sam turned to me.
"What the fuck, Sam? I thought I was your fiance." I asked. His eyes were hurt.
"I think we should have a break, Bella. Maybe we aren't what we thought we were. I'm sorry." He said. Was he fucking serious?
"What did I do?" I whispered looking at the ground.
"Nothing, it's just, alots changed." He whispered back.
"Right, but we still had sex last night for kicks?" I spat.
"Bella, it's not that. I love you, just.. just not enough." I looked up at him with tearful eyes. I did the only thing I could think of. I punched him square in the fucking jaw.
"Whatever Sam. Get the fuck out." I whispered. He nodded and left.
When he was gone, I went to lay in bed. I cried for fucking hourse. My cell started ringing. It was Paul.
"H-hello?" I sniffed.
"Bells, whats wrong?"
"He.. left. Me." I whispered into the phone. There was silence for a while.
"I'll be there in a minute." He stated then hung up. I Started packing all my shit to leave this fucking house. I was out of here. When Paul arrived he threw all my shit in his car. And I left Our.. I left Sam's house. I was gone with a broken heart.
"Are you sure he left you Bells?" Paul asked while gently holding my hand.
"I don't know, what would you think if the guy you were engaged to said they didn't love you enough?" I hissed. He flinched.
"Sorry honey." He said pulling me into a hug. I was glad for best friends that didn't steal fiance's.
But smething changed. I was no longer happy Bella. I was bitchy, cold Bella.