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A Change in Monsters

When Bella comes back from Renee's after Edward leaves in New Moon, she has trouble coping. Will she ever find love again? Sam/Bella

NO EMILY! Just so you know! She's not in this story, never will be...

3. Happiness

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1806   Review this Chapter

The ride to the market with Sam was a very quiet one. The whole car seemed to be filled with tension.

After we walked into the market, Sam went to get a cart.

"So," I started, trying to break the awkward silence. "What should we get and how much do we nee?"

"We can just go down the aisles to find food and drinks. We have to get a lot, probably a full cart or two."

I supposed that this comment should not have surprised me, but it did. "Just for today?"

"Uh, yeah. Where have you been? Haven't you noticed that we eat... a lot?"

"Well, yeas, but it just seemed like a lot of food. How late do you guys usually do these things till?"

"I don't know. A couple of hours; past dinner."

"You wouldn't mind if I called Charlie to tell him I'm at the Call's, would you?"

"No, go right ahead." We moved down the first aisle as Charlie picked up.

"Hello, Police Chief Swan. How may I help you?" Charlie sounded tired.

"Hey Dad," I said into the phone.

"Bella! What's wrong?" he said, his voice sounding anxious.

"Nothing Dad, I'm just letting you know that I'm going to be at the Call's house for a while."

"Oh," he obviously didn't expect that, but he sounded happy enough. "Is Jake there?"

"Well, right now I'm at the La Push market with Sam. The whole gang is back at Embry's though."

"You enjoy yourself, Bells. I'll talk to you later. ‘Bye."

"'Bye Dad." I closed the phone, and stuffed it in my jean pocket. I glanced at the carts. "Whoa, when did that stuff get in there?" I asked.

"When you were on the phone talking," he said. "I guess we were walking a little fast."

I though for a second, and then said, "I didn't trip?"

"No, were you supposed to?"

"Not at all. I just would have thought..." I trailed off as we approached the checkout lane. I saw the price when all the food was rung up, and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

I reached for my wallet in my back pocket and reached in for two twenties. I handed them to Sam, but he would not take them.

"I'm not going to accept it," he said as he slid his card through the card machine. I gave him my death stare while he signed his name on the receipt.

When we were back in the car, Sam saw me giving him the stare. "What?" he asked exasperated.

"Just take the money," I answered. We were all ready pulling out of the parking lot. "It's just forty dollars, please."

"I'm not going to accept it. I'm probably going to eat most of it anyway. You are going to eat the lease. You should not have to pay for something if you are not going to use it." I folded my arms across my chest and turned my head to face away from him. "Bella, come on. I paid for it. This is stupid to be arguing about. Let's just forget it, all right?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Now let's get these bags inside to the other hungry wolves."

He laughed loudly and then opened the trunk. I only ended up bringing in six bags, while Sam had the other fifteen.

I heard more laughing as I followed Sam to the kitchen.

"Did everyone see Bella?" I heard Paul say. "She looked like she was gong to topple over under all those bags." More howls of laughter followed.

I sighed when I dropped all the bags I was carrying on the counter.

"Thanks for coming with me, " I said to Sam, who had also put his bags down on the counter.

"Like you could have gotten all of this on your own," he scoffed. "Let alone find the market."

For the rest of the night, Jacob stayed close to me. I let him get away with throwing his arm around my waist and holding my hand. I was not ready to tell him to stop. The gang had a fun time of attempting to teach me to play the games they were playing on Embry's system. They, as I learned the hard way, also enjoyed laughing at my attempts. It wasn't my fault that I was not cut out to play fighting video games.

When it starting getting pretty late, I told Jacob that I should probably get home. He gave me the keys to his Rabbit, telling me that he was planning on running home.

About and hour later, due to my slow driving, I made it back to Charlie's.

"Hi Bella," Charlie said when I walked in. "How was it?"

"Real fun, Dad," I said, my words slurring from being tired.

"How is everyone?"

"Superb, Dad. I'm tired, ‘Night."

"Sleep tight."

The rest of the week went by quickly with nothing too interesting happening. When I woke up on Saturday morning, I felt proud of myself for getting through the rest of the week without breaking down.

Since being at Forks again, all the painful memories of Edward and his family that had been forgotten in Florida were all slowly coming back.

Charlie had gone fishing, after making sure I would be all right. I had assured him that nothing was wrong and I would be all right.

After he left, I finished all my homework and picked up Emma by Jane Austen and started reading it, again.

I was about half way through the book, when I felt something we roll down my cheek. I lifted my head up and brushed my hand across my cheek. I was crying.

This was the first time I cried uncontrollably since they left. It scared me, so I ran. I ran out of the house all the way into the woods. I saw a fallen over tree and sat down on it pulling my legs up from the mossy ground below.

The tears were running down my cheeks unstoppably. Every time I tried to wipe them away new ones were there.

I could not believe that after four months, I finally caved in and let the tears flow with no end.

The tears were still flowing when I looked up and noticed that the sun was setting. I tried to get up, but warm arms encircled my waist and pulled me back.

The person made a shushing noise in my ear, and slowly kept brushing their hands through my hair.

"Bell," his deep voice growled softly. "What's wrong? Charlie got worried and sent people out to look for you."

I opened my mouth to reply, but could not. He tilted my chin up so he could look me over. It was Sam.

"Bella," he started. "Obviously something is wrong. This is the second time that I have found you crying. I mean, you are crying in a God damn forest, out in the open; not in your own home where someone would find you."

I finally found my voice. "It's just," I paused trying to start over. "They're gone. They're actually gone, and they did not take me with them. He told me that he did not want me anymore. I bet he expected me to get over him quickly and painlessly." The tears still had not stopped, so Sam reached up and started rubbing them off.

"Maybe we should go back," I said. "So they know I'm alive." I stood up and was about to walk away when Sam turned me around.

"Answer one question," he demanded. I nodded and he continued. "Why were you crying at Jacob's house?"

That startled me. I had not expected him to ask that, but inside I was glad he had. "You were all so happy. How can he ever expect me to be happy? I will never be happy with him gone."

Sam moved closer to me and bent his head down slowly; his warm breath caressing my face. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back till I hit a tree.

"I think we should try to make you happy," he breathed. Then he softly pressed his lips down on mine and drew back quickly studying my face. When he saw no rejection to the kiss he bent down again and kissed me deeper than the first. My hands automatically tangle through his overgrown hair. He moved me closer to him, so he could slide his arms around me waist.

His lips moved slowly across mine. I felt the urge to add more pressure. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, so we could kiss better. My fingers untangled from his hair and moved t the sides of his face.

This was the kind of kiss that I liked. This was the kind f kiss that Edward would never tolerate. I was-

"Hey, Charlie," a voice called. "I think we've found her."

"Just for now," Sam began. "Pretend this never happened. Let's just say that I just found you and was bringing you back. Okay?" I nodded, as he shifted me in his arms so he was cradling me.

Right after Sam had done that, Harry Clearwater walked into view.

"Sam has her," Harry yelled behind him. He ran up to us. "What happened?"

"Oh," I rushed out. "I went for a walk and go lost. Sam found me though. He's always my hero." I gave him an appreciative look. "This is the second time now, right?"

Sam smiled and nodded as we walked out of the forest with Harry. I saw Charlie run over to us.

"Bella," he panted. "You're all right. I though I really lost you there. Thanks for finding her, Sam. I might just have to super glue you to her. I really do appreciate it."

"Oh," Sam smiled. "It's nothing. In fact, I enjoy finding Bella." There was a wicked glint in his eyes, and I raised an eyebrow.

"Can you walk, Bella?"

"Dad," I said. "I just got lost. Nothing is wrong. Put me down, Sam." Sam placed me down on my feet. "See? I'm fine."

"All right, Bells. Go on home. Do you need an escort?"

"As a matter of fact, yes, yes I do." I looked up at Sam hopefully.

"All right, come on," he said, as he threw an arm around my shoulders and guided me I the direction of my house.

When we made it to the front door I faced Sam and said, "Do you want to come in?"

"Bella, you should go in alone. It's pretty late," he said, though he looked as if he would like to accept my invitation. "I'll see you tomorrow, though."

"Tomorrow? I didn't know that I had any plans for tomorrow. What are they?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'll call you tomorrow." He bent down and kissed me quickly.

"'Night," I yelled after him.

"Goodnight," I heard him call exuberantly.