FANFICTION COMPETITION ENTRY

[rosiealmulla]

This is from Sam Uley's point of view =]

Hope you enjoy it!

 

 

 

My eyes found her face.

 

I was so unused to anything hurting me in this tougher body that when I felt adoration and shame punch into my stomach, I tensed with the effort of not moaning.

Leah introduced Emily. Automatically, I reached forward to shake her hand, dropping my girlfriend’s to do so and actually gasped at the soft touch. Shame stabbed at me again. Emily’s eyes were so clear, I was sure she knew by the heat in my cheeks what I could only tell from sneaking the briefest of glances into the soul of her eyes; that through some horrible twist of fate it didn’t matter what I felt for her cousin behind me; what mattered was that I didn’t leave Emily’s side. The realisation made me tremble and Emily’s eyes widened with surprise as I tightened my grip in an effort to gain control. With no explanation I fled the room. I felt like the handshake had been a kiss, the most passionate of my life, with which I betrayed the girl I was sure I loved. I heard Leah excuse me, and in my mind’s eye Emily stood as I had left her, hand still outstretched to take mine. Her family would think it was shock. I knew she was waiting until I returned.

 

Harry, seeing my tremors, already had answers in his face when he found me.

“So, what are we talking here? Love at first sight, realising your life’s meaning, knowing true contentment?â€

“Something like that,†I muttered.

“It’s rare among wolves, but heard of. I can’t really blame you. It’s called imprinting.â€

“Of course you can blame me, I’ve just... I have control over my own feelings!†Harry laughed. Seriously, he laughed as though I were entertaining ridiculous preconceptions.

“No you don’t. Imprinting is instinct. Irrevocable. I won’t condemn you for loving Emily.â€

“I will.â€

Within seconds, I had phased, running to rid myself of burning guilt. I can’t remember where I ran, how long. But I remember the desperation that grew the further I ran from her; the anguish as I stopped, realised I was at the wrong home; thinking I should go to Leah; pushing open the door to go and see Emily instead.

I re-emerged hours later, after the sun had disappeared. Perhaps leaving Emily was why the sun had disappeared. I could hardly tell in my confusion.

I left, knowing that I would be back the next day.

 

I knew I couldn’t explain to Leah that, despite all I had promised her and the hatred I felt for myself realising I had lied without knowing it, loving her wasn’t enough.

Not for the first time, I wished she were a wolf, so she would know my thoughts, how sorry I was. But Emily was in my every thought now and Leah probably wouldn’t, couldn’t, listen.

 

As a talisman to my overwhelming remorse, I whispered one word the whole night long. It stopped me howling to the high heavens.

“Emily.â€

 

 

 

Rosie Al-Mulla {17}

[timpe]

Wow, that was intense. I really really liked it.

[rosiealmulla]

Thank-you!! =]

[Jodie.rawr]

That was awesome!

It was lovely to read something in Sam's perspective.

I loved it :)

x

[Mrs.CharCullen]

Wow that was really good!! and creative too!