I'm Not What You Expected.

Oh God what am I going to do?

What did he say?

He said he wanted to talk to me.

What's the matter with that?

He kept giving me look like he knew.

You should have just listen to me.

I know. I sighed.

"Lene." Sam Began

"Yes?" I answered in a low voice

"What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I asked."

Don't say anything you don't want him to hear.

What am I supposed to do?

Give him short answers.

"Well... Jacob invited me."

"Lene, I think you shouldn't come over anymore."

"Why not?"

"I can't let Jacob get hurt."

"I'm not going to hurt him."

"You already have."

I stayed quite slowly feeling my eyes tearing.

"I didn't mean to." I whispered

"But you did."

What's going on?

He doesn't want me to hurt Jacob.

It's better if you just stay away.

But I can't Edward!!

But you WILL!

Ugh I hate this.

"You better leave before I decide who you are."

I cocked my head and gave him a confused look, like I had no idea what he was talking about, I was even surprised I could pull something like that off.

"Sam... I don't know what you're talking about."

He smiled and walked closer to me before placing his head right next to mine, then I heard him exhale.

"Your scent is quite horrid."

He can smell me.

Get out of there.

Leave Bella here?

Tell her it's an emergency lie, I don't care but get out of there!

"Well jeez thanks for that."

I heard him growl in my ear.

"I need to tell Bella."

"I'll tell her." He said now looking at me

"I just need to say good bye to Jacob."

"Leave NOW."

"Thanks for everything."

I hesitated to walk to my car, I wanted to go inside and just to explain things to Jacob, but the way Sam was looking at me like he was ready to strike, I took out my keys and quickly drove away.

He knows.

What?

He could smell me, Oh my God Jacob.

He's going to treat you just like Sam.

No he wont.

Lene, you don't know Jacob.

He will accept me, I know he will.

No he will kill you.

The road became blurry, Jacob couldn't possibly do that to me, he wouldn't care because he loved me like I loved him, but then again werewolves were meant to kill us cold ones. I tried to hold back the tears as much as I could, but I had to pull over to cry the heart I didn't have.