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A Change in Monsters

Summary:
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


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


5. Understanding

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Sam drove about ten miles over the speed limit. It wasn't too bad; it was just a perfect speed for me. I enjoyed having the presence of Sam next to me. And I finally felt content. It was... thrilling.

When we got to the theater in Port Angles, Sam and I had ten minutes until the movie started. We bought our tickets while debating on how we think the movie would turn out. Sam insisted on buying my ticket, ignoring all my protests.

Sam told me to choose the seats and I chose some in the back. The previews had just ended when we sat down and the movie was beginning. I forced my full attention onto the movie and tried not to have my eyes wander to Sam. Soon enough though I felt something holding onto my hand.

I brought my eyes down to see a dark, russet colored hand holding mine. I glanced up to see Sam watching me carefully. I turned away quickly my face heating up.

"Do you like to movie?" I heard the gruff whisper in my ear. I shrugged, not wanting to face him, knowing that our faces would be too close. "Is that a yes or a no?" he countered. I nodded my head trying to keep my eyes on the screen. I knew that he had not and would not take his eyes off of me until I looked at him.

I angled my head so I was looking up at him and gave him a quick smile. I was turning my head back to the movie when his rough hand took hold of my chin and brought my head up to his lips. He did not push me too hard, just enough that when we broke apart I was slightly gasping.

Sam smiled his brilliant smile and then released my chin and turned back to the movie as if we hadn't kissed at all. I blinked a few times, trying to come back down to Earth. I turned my head slowly back to the movie and found myself once again holding onto Sam's hand.

When the movie ended I sighed, not because I was glad the movie was over, but glad that Sam and I would finally get out of the movie theater. While we were making our way to the doors of the theater with everyone else we were animatedly talking about the movie and how good it was.

"Sam! Bells!" Sam swore under his breath, and I closed my eyes tightly trying to ignore the voice.

"What's he doing here?" Sam muttered. I shook my head, thinking that it was my fault. We both continued walking hoping that he would think that we were not Bella and Sam. My thoughts began doubting themselves when I felt a hard hand press down on my shoulder.

"Hey, where are you guys going?" Jacob Black asked.

"Why do you want to know?" Sam said. "You all ready ruined our date by showing up here."

"She didn't tell you?" Jacob began. "Bella invited me along!"

My jaw fell open in shock. "What?" I asked, incredulously. "I did not and I would not have, even if I wanted to! Why would I invite you? It would only ruin my date with Sam!"

"Sure you did Bells. Remember I asked you what you two were doing, and you told me that you were going to see a movie and then you told me which one."

"No, I said that we were going to a movie and you asked if we were going to see that chick flick and I said yes!" By this time, most of the people in the theater lobby were giving us weird looks.

"Can we please just go outside?" Sam asked. I nodded and followed him out, not even looking behind me to see if Jacob was walking behind me.

When we got out of the theater Sam started dragging me away in the direction of his car. I did not question him, just followed.

"Wait up!" I heard Jacob yell behind us. I pulled Sam's hand into my and squeezed it tight.

"Jake, go away, please," I said, stopping and giving him a pleading look. He stopped in front of me and gave me a long understanding look.

After a while he smiled and said, "All right, come see me later though." I nodded not really saying yes or no. "See you later." He swooped down and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. Sam was quick though, and punched him in the stomach.

"Never. Do. That. Again," Sam said through clenched teeth, punching him again every time he said a word.

"Sam," I pleaded, pulling on his other arm. "Leave him alone, let's go." Sam turned from Jacob and wrapped an arm around my waist, hurrying us through the small crowds of people.

We got to his truck and he opened the passenger door and practically threw me in the seat, buckling me in and slamming the door. He was in the driver's seat really fast and was speeding out of Port Angeles in the basic direction of Forks. I could tell, though, that we were not going to end up at my house.

"Where are we going?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"What were you doing at Jacob's house earlier?" Sam growled.

"I'll answer that if you answer my question first," I mumbled stubbornly.

"We're heading back to La Push. Now, please, I need the answer."

"Charlie told me that he called. After I was finished talking to you, I called him. He told me..." I trailed off.

Sam turned to me. "What did he tell you?" I shrugged my shoulders, not ready to answer. "Bella..."

"He just said that you..." I stopped, gaining my courage. "He said that you... imprinted on me." Sam turned away and faced the rode once again. "Was he telling the truth?"

Still not looking at me he nodded and said, "Yeah, from the first time I saw you at the beach, I knew that there was something special about you. I knew that someday I would want you. I told myself that that would never happen. ‘You only like vampires,' I told myself. I wanted to believe it so much, but everything was confirmed when I saw you through my werewolf eyes for the first time.

"You were more beautiful than you had ever been. I wanted nothing, but to run up to you and kiss you. I thought that you might not feel the same way; nay, I knew that you would not feel the same way. At least, I that is what I tried to force myself to believe." He flashed me a wicked smile. "I know you will most likely hate me for saying this, but I'm glad those bloodsuckers left. It brought me closer to you, didn't it?"

"No, I could never hate you. And in some odd sort of way, I agree," I said, keeping my face and voice steady. "I loved Edward,"-I did my best to say loved, though it hurt my heard-"But, now he's gone. You are the only man in my life that I could love as much as I loved him."

"Thanks, Bella. You don't know how much that means to me. But then, when the Cullens left, I had hope," Sam said, continuing on with his story. "Of course, that hope was crushed when I found out that you were going to stay with your mother. I had a whole plan to go to your house and tell you how I felt and that I had imprinted on you, but then you left.

"When you came back, I could not wait to see you. I technically was not invited to the dinner the night you came back, but I told Billy that we had nothing to eat at my house.

"I went looking for you when you did not come back," he said pulling over to the side of the road. "I saw you crying and it nearly broke my heart. I knew you were crying because of him; he had done this to you.

"The second time I had rescued you, you wouldn't stop crying and that killed me; what he had done to you had killed me. I will never let him forget that," he vowed. Sam started driving again, his speed faster than before.

I did not bother to speak, the silence was greater. I looked out the window watching the scenery go by and thinking about everything Sam had just said. It meant so much to me that he could care so much. I now fully understood what imprinting could do.

I moved my eyes to the dashboard and watched as the pointer moved farther up and the numbers got higher and higher. Sam was shaking a little, but I hoped that he could hold it. No, I knew that he could hold it. I had large amounts of faith in him.

My eyes flew to Sam quickly and then out the window-there was the ocean straight ahead of us, and it did not look like Sam was planning on slowing down.

"Sam!" I screamed, shaking his arms slightly. He looked at me as if he had just come out of a trance. He saw me staring out the window in horror and followed my eyes out. His eyes widened, but it was too late-we were all ready flying into the ocean.