This starts off in Eclipse and then becomes a Jacob/Bella story. Written all in Jacob's pov.
Summary: What if Bella wasn't able to handle some of the things that Edward pulls and she decides to leave him? Will Jacob be able to put her back together once again?
(This story starts off the same as Jacob's Eclipse, and will detour in chapter 3)
Again! Sam yelled, as I picked myself up from the ground shaking dirt and gravel from my fur. Paul crouched down and we circled and evaded one another, each of us reading the mind of the other. Our pack mates watched closely and their own thoughts mixed in as well intensifying the challenge. We all have been practicing for days trying to sharpen our reflexes, and allowing our wolf to react rather than think and decide. When successful our wolf would move almost completely without thought and catch the other one by surprise, it was fantastic. Sam was careful not to let any of us get too seriously injured, but lets just say it is a good thing we heal fast.
When I returned from Bella's with the knowledge that she wanted the Cullens to make her one of them it became clear that the treaty was going to be broken. We had no idea how much time we would have, but we wanted to be ready.
Our greatest obstacles were Edward's ability to read our minds and Alice's ability to know the future. Her knowing what we were going to do the moment we decided was scary and our only option was to be faster than ever before. There would be no time to hesitate or second guess, no time to think. Jasper's ability to control our emotions was equally scary, and I sure hoped that Sam had some idea of how to counteract that because I could think of nothing. We knew that the Cullen coven would be a united front and we would have to be ready.
Fight training turned out to be a perfect way to vent our pent up anxiety and frustration. None of us took the treaty being broken lightly, and would not hesitate to declare war. However for me it was so much more than a treaty that was being violated, it was Bella who was putting herself on the alter as a human sacrifice. How could she not value her life more than that? Does she not see how important she is?
Suddenly I felt Paul's hard head directly into to my chest and I was on my back and his teeth instantly went around my throat making it where I couldn't breathe. Paul stand down. Sam ordered, and Paul's hold immediately released and oxygen refilled my lungs. Great job Paul, Sam acknowledged. Jacob distractions like that are going to get you killed.
Once again I picked myself off the ground and was angry and embarrassed. I hated that Bella still had that affect on me. I couldn't help but think about her, she called all the time and just wouldn't take the hint that we were over. There was never a we to begin without, outside of being her “best friend” and I knew that the love I had for her could not be stuffed back inside the ''friendship box”, we had gotten too close for that. That ship had sailed, and along with it my hopes and dreams of a life with Bella.
Pulling myself together I sat to the side and watched the next set sparring with one another, sometimes it was one on one and other times we had two on one. Some days were spent more on the mental training of combat and others were more physical endurance. Fighting against a large coven was mostly likely not going to be over very quickly and we so we ran for hours and hours. Most of the time we could make a game similar to tag, where one or two wolves would be “it” and would try and hit the others to work on dodging and running. After a couple more hours Sam declared training over and we all went home hungry and tired.
Quil had joined the pack about one week after the Cullens returned. He was so freaking excited to be in on the secret, and have his friends back, he didn't care about anything else. He stayed a wolf for just over a week, not in any hurry to get back to his human life and his girlfriend got frustrated not knowing where he was and broke up with him. They had only been dating about a month, so Quil took the break up well and really so did she. I must admit it is fantastic to have Quil with us and to not have to keep it from him anymore.
The pack feels complete and there is a sense of unity among us all, a brotherhood. Well maybe not all, Leah is still as difficult as ever and never fails to remind us of how she feels like an 'outsider' among 'outsiders'. We have all learned to pretty much take her moaning and complaining as just part of her charming personality.
In no time I made it home, landing on two feet, slipped on my shorts and walked inside. It was dark inside with only a handwritten note indicating that dad had gone fishing with Charlie. I cringed at the idea of what those two gossips would plan and scheme while having the whole day together. As much as I loved my dad, he really needed to get a life so he could stay out of mine. I suppose I could try and just pretend like I wasn't dying a little more each day that I ignored Bella, and then he wouldn't worry so much, but I wasn't really good about hiding my feelings. I always seemed to lay things out straight, just how it was. You couldn't sugar coat crap, and that is just how things are right now.
I walked over to the freezer and smiled when I saw three boxes of pizza staring back at me. I got them all out and turned on the oven while I sat them on the counter. I opened one box took the plastic wrap and cardboard off and placed it in the oven. It would need to cook for 20 minutes so I decided to jump in the shower and get cleaned up. The water felt great relaxing my tired muscles and I washed my hair and realized I would need to cut it again soon. I probably should have weeks ago, but I just didn't have the energy to care.
I got out of the shower, dried myself off, and walked to my room for some sweat pants. As I entered the kitchen I could smell the pizza and my mouth began to water. I removed the hot pizza from the oven and got the second pizza out of the box placing it in the oven to cook. I ate the first pizza while the 2nd cooked, and when it was ready did the same with the third. Once I was finished eating I sat down in front of the TV for some mindless relaxation.
It didn't take long before I heard my dad rolling in the front door.
“Hey Dad, there is some pizza on the counter if you are hungry.” I said from the couch.
“Okay, thanks.” Billy replied as he rolled over to me and dropped a folded square piece of paper that said 'Jacob' across the front into my lap.
“What is this?” I asked picking it up. He completely ignored me as he rolled back into the kitchen, I assumed for pizza. I opened the paper and my eyes about jumped out of their sockets as I read.
Please Jacob, talk to me!! I didn't read any further as the paper dropped from my hands and floated like a feather to the floor, as I bolted from the couch and stormed into the kitchen.
“What the hell was that!?!” I yelled.
“Jacob she's trying. Give her a chance to fix things.” Billy took two slices of pizza and set them on his plate and rolled in front of the kitchen table.
“What on earth for? Do you want me to just pretend that she isn't suicidal? Or has she given Edward up?” I asked sarcastically while pacing back and forth in our small kitchen.
“No. She hasn't. But she cares about you, maybe you could get her to change her mind.”
“Like that'll ever happen.”
“Well maybe it would if you would stop sulking, put on your big boy pants and read that damn note. You might just learn something.”
I stopped dead in my tracks in the middle of the kitchen, “Did you read it?” I was so shocked I didn't know what more to say.
“No, good grief Jacob. Neither Charlie nor I have read it. But the fact that she sent it in the first place is all I needed to know.”
I pulled my chair out and slumped into it, “I can't believe this.” I said shaking my head.
“Come on Jacob, she needs you and I know you need her too.”
“But that's the problem Dad, I need her far more than she needs me. I can't go back to being the friend she wants me to be, too much has happened.”
“Wouldn't her friendship be better than nothing at all?”
“I don't know. What would be the point?”
“And I think she needs you even more than you need her, she just doesn't realize it.”
“I know.” I looked up and I could see the note shouting at me from the living room floor. “I can't deal with this right now, I'm going for a walk.” I said as I stood from the table.
“Okay. Hey there is a bucket of fish outside, would you mind bringing them in.”
“Sure, sure.” I said as I got up and walked outside grabbed the bucket and brought inside next to the kitchen sink. “I'll be back before too late.”
As I stepped outside I could see the sun start to descend and I knew it would be slipping away into darkness soon. I walked over to the beach and listened to the waves come and lick my feet before receding back into the ocean. My mind was a mess, I didn't know what to do about Bella. Why was a friendship with me so important to her if she wasn't planning on giving up Edward and her desire to be one of them? I did the best I could to avoid thinking about that last part, how her skin would ice over, her beautiful heart would no longer beat, and her chocolate brown eyes would be lost forever.
A silent tear slipped out of the corner of my eye and my heart ached at the possibility of Bella being my enemy. The instinct to attack and kill would spread through my body regardless of the face that stood before me. I felt helpless as I sat down in the rough sand, laying flat on my back as I watched the sun continue to slip away. I felt someone come and sit beside me, but I didn't bother to turn my head to see who it was, instead I just watched as the sky filled with blazing oranges and pinks until slowly the colors slipped away into black.
I felt a hand, small and cold, settle itself into my own. For a second I didn't move, had Bella driven out here? I had never known Bella to be this silent, and I'm sure she would have had plenty to say if she were here. Also I knew Bella's scent by heart and this was very different. I could smell sweat mixed with a sweet apple smell, like a lotion or perfume. I lightly moved my hand and could feel the delicate fingers and my thumb rubbed the soft skin at the wrist, it felt so different that I had no idea who's hand it could be. Slowly out of curiosity I turned my head and saw the dark russet skin and hazel eyes that I knew to belong to Jackie.
I laid my head back down and relaxed my hand, which she didn't let go of, and looked out across the night sky. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“You just looked so lonely.”
“Did it ever occur to you that I wanted to be alone?”
“Yes.” She took a deep breathe. “Something has happened to you Jake, and it scares me sometimes.” Her voice trembled some and I looked at her arms covered in goosebumps. She had a tight sleeveless shirt, matching pink and brown pants, and running shoes, I guess she had been running along the beach when she found me.
I brought my hands to my side, making her drop mine, and pushed myself to a sitting position brought her to my side. “Where's your jacket?” I could feel her cold arm against my hot skin and brought my hand around to her other arm.
“In my car, I get really hot when I run so I don't usually need it. I didn't exactly plan on being out so late.”
“Oh.” It was painfully obvious that I was the reason that she was still here and I didn't really know what I thought of that. Jackie was a nice girl when she wasn't spreading rumors about our romance, a romance that was about as real as the Easter Bunny. She had kissed me once in the school parking lot, I didn't kiss her back so it didn't really count as a real kiss, however no matter what I said no one believed me that nothing was going on. I knew it was bad when even Quil and Embry thought I was holding out on them and keeping it a secret from them. Truth be told there was nothing to tell, other than today the only times I saw Jackie was at school and these days the pack pretty much stayed to ourselves.
I heard Jackie take a deep sigh and felt her body relax so that her head rested on my chest. “You're really hot Jake.”
I couldn't help but chuckle. “Thanks.”
She lifted her head and smacked me in the chest with her hand. “Not like that, you dork. Well maybe that is true too.” She ducked her head embarrassed. “But that wasn't what I meant.”
“Sure, sure. It's no big deal.”
“Why are you so hot? You're not sick are you?” She asked as she reached her hand out to probably touch my forehead.
I leaned out of the way. “No I'm not sick. The heat is just genetic, just part of who I am.”
“Your dad's not this hot.”
“Glad you think so.”
She just rolled her eyes. “Ha, ha. Okay, I admit I walked right into that one.”
“The heat skipped his generation, and my mom's family had this issue as well.” We were both silent for a moment, and I hoped that explanation was good enough. “And speaking of my dad, I need to be heading home.”
We each got up and brushed the sand from our legs and back side. “Do you need me to walk with you to your car?” La Push was a pretty safe area, but I thought it would be rude to just leave her there.
“Sure, thanks.” She said with a smile.
Her car wasn't far and we walked in silence. I watched as she unlocked her door and I waved 'goodbye' as she climbed in.
What an unexpected evening this has turned out to be. When I got home I helped dad get to bed, neither of us speaking and I crawled into bed shortly after. The note was still on the living room floor exactly where it had landed and stayed there for two days, neither of us wanted to touch it. However the longer it stayed there the bigger it seemed to grow, soon it would fill up the whole living room.
Finally as I was eating breakfast before school, dad wheeled himself in to watch some TV as he straddled his chair over the note he had had enough. “Jacob pick up that note or I will. And if it is still there I'm reading it this time.”
I glared at him as I finished my last bite of cereal and placed the bowl in the sink. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and then gathered my books placing them in my backpack for school. As I walked back in, I planned to simply walk right out the door until I saw my dad with the note open on his lap. “What the crap Dad?”
“Hey, I warned you fair and square. If you didn't want to know what she had to say, that is your problem, but I sure as hell did.”
“I can't believe you.” I walked over and yanked it from his lap and shoved it in my backpack and walked out the door making sure that it slammed loudly behind me. I knew he hated it when I slammed the door and I could hear him grumbling inside.
He totally deserved it noisy old man. I never dreamed he was serious with his threat, but I knew I should have. He never has handled secrets very well. I approached Quil and Embry who were both waiting for me at Embry's house, I hoped that they would be able to see my irritation and just let it go, but I guess nothing was going my way today.
“Hey Jake!” Embry called.
“Hey.” I answered sourly.
“Dude Jacob, what crawled inside your pants and died?” Quil snickered.
“Ohhhh.” They both said together.
“Are you still ignoring her calls?” Quil asked.
“What did she do this time?” Embry asked.
“She sent a freaking note from her dad, to mine, to me!”
Quil clutched his stomach and started laughing so hard he almost tripped. “Man, that is awesome.” Quil stammered once he could breathe again.
“You are seriously messed up.” I said shaking my head.
“So what did the note say?” Embry asked.
“You'll have to ask my dad, he's the one who read it.” This time is was Embry's turn to almost fall over laughing.
“Why haven't you read it?” Quil asked.
“If I wanted to know what she had to say I would answer the damn phone, not pretend I was in 2nd grade.” I gave a frustrated sigh.
These guys knew my frustration with Bella more than anyone. Despite my best intention I couldn't help but have her on my mind each and every time we patrolled and they probably wanted me to move on. Or at least settle things so that I could pretend to move on, having Bella tangling in the air wasn't good on anyone. However, I couldn't think of anything that she could possibly have to say to me.
We made it to class and as I pulled out my stuff from my backpack I saw the crumbled note buried deep inside, calling to me, begging to be heard. I know I was being stubborn and stupid, but I couldn't handle feeling the hope that she still cared about me or the pain of knowing it was really over. Finally by 3rd period I had had enough and I couldn't take it any longer, so when I pulled out my books and notepad I reluctantly pulled out Bella's note. I smoothed out the ruffled edges.
Please, Jacob talk to me! There has got to be something that I can do. I'm sorry, I know that it hurts you that I am friends with the Cullens, but they are part of my life too. You are my very best friend and I know that we can make this work. I miss you and I need to figure out a way to be your friend as well, if you would only just talk to me, please Jake, please.
After reading the note, I knew I should respond. There is just something so personal about hand written words that is so much harder to ignore. Maybe it was because it was such a physical reminder, as soon as the phone stops ringing than your window of conversation is over, but with a note that window never closes. I flipped to the next page of my notebook and started to write.
What were you thinking! I do not want to talk to you.
No that wasn't really what I wanted to say and I ripped the page from my notebook and it made a loud tearing sound and everyone stared at me, including my teacher who stopped and looked confused.
“I'm sorry. I won't do that again.” I stammered.
I don't know why you're making Charlie carry notes to Billy like we're in second grade – if I wanted to talk to you I would answer the . . . Well that wasn't really what I wanted to say either, but instead of ripping the page out, I just crossed it out, and tried again.
You made the choice here, okay? You can't have it both ways when . . . It is not like she could have us both she needed to understand that.
What part of 'mortal enemies' is too complicated for you to . . . I had been writing so hard that I broke the tip of my pen and ink leaked over the page.
Look, I know I'm being a jerk, but there's just no way around . . . Dammit it was no longer just the tip that broke as the pen shattered between my fingers. I grumbled to myself as I reached inside my backpack for another pen, making sure that I didn't hold it quite so tightly.
We can't be friends when you're spending all your time with a bunch of . . . Oops should probably stop there, she hates when I use the terms 'bloodsuckers' or 'leeches' to describe her 'friends'.
It just makes it worse when I think about you too much, so don't write anymore . . . Nothing I could think of was coming out the way I wanted it to.
Yeah, I miss you, too. A lot. Doesn't change anything. Sorry.
Angrily I put a dark black line through every word I had written, I was afraid that my arm would start shaking and give away the pain and anger that I felt. I got to the last line and I just couldn't mark it out, the truth of the words sprung from the page. So I simply added my name to the bottom and folded it. I was about to put both notes back in my backpack when the bell rang and Quil leaped from his desk grabbed Bella's note and sprinted out the door.
Quil was going to be one dead dog by the time I got to him as I sprung from my desk to follow him down the hall.
“Oh come on Jake, you know we all were going to know what it says anyways.” Embry tried to reason with. “This will just save you from having to think of it later.”
“That is so not the point Em.”
Embry and I caught up with Quil in the cafeteria with a huge tray of food looking completely innocent, like there was no reason for me to punch him in the nose. He was very wise to remain in a public place otherwise I certainly would have. The rest of the day was uneventful, Quil grew a conscious (black and blue in color) and gave me the note back before walking to my house.
We had an afternoon snack, that would probably be two full meals for a normal person, and then hung out in the garage. I was still in a pretty sour mood, but thankfully they chose to ignore me and just let me sulk. The best of friends knew when to push you on an issue and when to let it go, and these guys were the best.
At dinner Dad apologized for invading my privacy with the note and I easily accepted, but I could still feel the tension between us. Bella had become a thick cloud hanging over both our heads and I knew it would burst at any moment, I just wasn't sure what the damage would be once it started. As I got Dad ready for bed I placed my note back to Bella on his dresser.
“This is my response to Bella, you can read it if you want to, I don't care. I won't reply to another one so if another comes, read it, burn it, whatever, but don't give it to me. I'm done.”
I saw the sadness mixed with understanding in his eyes as I walked out the door. I just wish that my heart would be as “done” as my brain was. I hated the powerful affect that she still had over me, but I was going to simply take one day at a time and keep putting one foot in front of the other. I would make my dad proud and continue to serve the pack to the best of my ability.
as always great chapter!! im not a big fan of edward but he's alright
hmmmm i wonder what the vision could be,i think its bella all sick and pregnat or her dead and lying in edwards bed
grrrrrr i miss jake:( though im glad he'll be in the next chapter
and im glad you are feeling better!
Thanks, I am glad that you enjoyed it. :)
I understand missing Jake, it will be glad to get him back.
Thanks, I am also very glad to be feeling better, being sick sucked.
yea i bet most readers will be overjoyed to have him back
must have sucked, i hate when im sick
cant wait for next chapter!!!!!!!!
song – Taylor Swift WHITE HORSE
Author's Note: This is the last chapter from Bella's time with Edward. One more week and we will have the first chapter of Bella's Sun2. :)
Chapter 3 – BROKEN
It was that same night, as Edward crawled into my bedroom window that he randomly reminded me of the plane tickets that I had received for my birthday and suggested that we should get away for the weekend. I was excited about being able to spend time with my mom and the change of scenery would be really nice. After spending the afternoon in exquisite hugs and kisses, I began to feel that Edward and I were back on the same page.
It took a little bit to convince Charlie that Edward and I could go away for the weekend, but after an embarrassing long talk with Edward, where I only assumed that he threatened bodily harm if Edward didn't keep his hands to himself, he agreed to let us both go. As I packed I was torn between trying my hand at seduction all on my own, or just accept the fact that it just wasn't going to happen until after I was changed. I decided that the natural heat of the Florida sun would make that decision for me, and had to dig to find my buried shorts and tanks from my life in Phoenix, and threw in a bikini for good measure.
It was a great time in Florida. Edward pretended to have a huge book report that he had to write during the day, but at night we would stroll along the beach and even swim in the water. I loved feeling the warm water surround me as I was pressed to Edward's cold body and felt his hands rub across my skin. We kissed a lot, but I could still feel his resistance.
I tried to talk to him about it while we laid in bed together the first night. I had just started to get breathless when he pulled away once again.
Frustrated I rolled over to my side, with my back pressed to his side. “Are we ever going to try again?”
“Bella, I'm sorry. We just can't.”
“Tell me why.”
He wrapped his arms around my waist, and sighed. “There are times, when I do not feel that we are suppose to know what Alice sees.”
“Edward, that is just silly. Based on that logic, you should just pretend you don't know what you do and allow us to try again.”
“I can't do that.”
“Don't you think I have a right to know? Clearly it involves both of us.”
“Carlisle's looking into it more, if there is something that can be done . . .”
“Wait a minute,” I interrupted, rolling over to face him. “You talked to Carlisle about our potential sex life, and you won't talk to me about it?”
“Bella, it's not just sex.”
“Argh. Never mind, pretend I didn't ask.” I didn't bring it up again, and neither did Edward.
I thought that my quota for uncomfortable conversation had been fulfilled but apparently I was wrong. The following morning Renee convinced me to go walking along the beach with her.
“Bella?” She asked, as we walked along.
“What is it, Mom?”
She wouldn't meet my eyes, which was a little strange. “I'm worried about you and Edward”
“Oh,” I mumbled. We had barely even touched each other from our argument the night before.
“There's something . . . strange about the way you two are together,” she murmured. “The way he watches you – it's so, I don't know . . . protective. Like he's about to throw himself in front of a bullet to save you or something.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“No.” She frowned as she struggled for the words. “It's just different. He's very intense about you . . . and very careful. I feel like I don't really understand your relationship. Like there's some secret I'm missing . . .”
I had forgotten how perceptive Renee could be when she was paying attention. I easily distracted her with making light of the strangeness of my relationship with Edward. I must admit that it made me wonder how much of what Renee saw was from Edward being a vampire, and naturally was a little strange to most humans, and what was from my own frustrations.
Renee and I continued to stroll down the beach and she chatted away, I realized that I had missed something important that she had said when she stopped and wrapped me in her arms.
“Oh Bella, I've missed you so much.” She leaned her cheek against my head.
“I've missed you too, Mom.” I wrapped my own arms around her and in that moment it really hit me that this might be the last time that I was able to be with her. That realization hurt and unsettled me far greater than I would have thought possible.
She pulled back and I saw the glistening of tears that she was trying not to let fall. “Well, now that we are finished with our serious chat, I was thinking that it was time for you to get on birth control.”
I laughed nervously, “How is that not a serious conversation?” I continued to laugh at the prospect of actually having sex, and even more so at needing any type of protection.
“Oh, Bella please.” Renee shook her head and rolled her eyes.
“Really Mom, that isn't something you need to worry about.”
“Of course silly me, you must already be on it.”
“Um, not exactly.”
“Bella! That is it, no argument we are going to my doctor before the day is over.”
Despite my attempts at persuasion, Renee could not be dissuaded, however at least I was able to get a shot that would last me three months, and on a plus note I wouldn't have a period during that time. I knew that they always made Edward a little more uncomfortable even though he would never say so, and I was too big of a chicken to ask him about it. In hind sight, I felt really stupid for not thinking of this solution much sooner.
The rest of the trip was smooth sailing and everyone had a fantastic time. My mother cried at the airport and swore she would be there for graduation in just a few more weeks. The reminder of graduation was becoming more and more bitter sweet. Especially after arriving home to a huge hug from Charlie which was another reminder of how much he would miss me when I was gone, and how much I would miss him.
The weirdest was that Jacob decided to break his code of silence he had been giving me, and called the house the moment I walked in the door. Even though the conversation was weird and strained, I could feel the pain that he was feeling seep through the phone. I wanted to be able to reach out to him and let him know that everything was going to be just fine, but he would know the truth, and to him it would be far from fine.
I woke up the next morning very curious to what Jacob wanted, I had put a lot of thought into it and I was pretty sure that he had been checking to see if I was still human. He was far more concerned about my heartbeats than anyone else. The only thing that didn't make sense was him making sure I would be at school. Simply talking to him on the phone should have been proof that I hadn't been changed in the three days that I was away.
Edward picked me up which was completely normal, him wanting me to stay in the car was not. It wasn't until I saw Jacob leaning on his bike in the middle of the sidewalk that I realized why Edward would want me to stay. Jacob had called to speak with me, there was no way I was missing out on what he had to say.
“You could have called us,” Edward said in a steel-hard voice.
“Sorry.” Jacob sneered. “I don't have any leeches on my speed dial.”
“You could have reached me at Bella's house, of course.” I wasn't sure why Edward needed to rub how much time we spent together in Jacob's face. “I already know what you came to say. Message delivered. Consider us warned.”
“Warned?” I asked. “What are you talking about?”
“You didn't tell her?” Jacob asked shocked. “What, were you afraid she'd take our side.”
“Please drop it, Jacob.” Edward said evenly.
“Why?” He challenged.
“What don't I know? Edward?” I was getting so pissed at the thought that he had kept something from me once again. “Jake?” I asked, knowing that he would tell me the truth.
“You didn't tell her anything at all, did you?” Jacob questioned Edward. “Is that why you took her away? So she wouldn't know that – ”
“Leave now.” Edward cut him off way too fast, whatever Jacob was about to say was exactly what Edward didn't want me to hear.
“Why haven't you told her?” Jacob asked.
There was a moment of silence where I was able to process all the information that was presented before me. Suddenly, I knew the answer, “She came back for me,” I choked out. Victoria was Alice's vision, it had nothing to do with Jasper.
Edward touched my face and tried to reassure me, but his efforts were useless. This was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back, and it was one heavy piece of straw. To think that Edward thought I would rather be peacefully in the dark than scared, but know the truth, was ridiculous. He did not know me at all. That realization almost hurt more than knowing that once again my trust had been butchered.
I couldn't believe that Edward had straight up lied to me about Alice's vision. I was so furious that I couldn't see straight, I almost jumped on the back of Jacob's bike right then and there, but I was too upset even for that. So instead I stormed off leaving them both standing there, they could work out the finer details of their exchange without me.
Edward came into class a few minutes later, but I couldn't look at him. All day he tried to talk to me and explain his side, but I wasn't going to hear it. As much as I hated to think it, I knew that this was a deal breaker, Edward had said it himself and I never realized how true it was until now. Once school was over I walked with Edward to his car, not having my truck with me today, and let him drive me home.
“Bella, please talk to me.” Edward pleaded.
“You don't want to hear it.”
“Yell, scream, kick, I know I deserve it for betraying your trust.”
“Damn right you do. I can't believe this Edward, after all the conversations we have had about you taking away my decisions, don't you think I deserved to know Victoria came back!?” I screamed.
“You would have been nervous and insisted on staying.”
“Maybe, maybe not. I guess now we will never know.” I crossed my arms over my chest and continued to glare.
“I promise you Bella it will never happen again.”
“That is a load of crap and we both know it. What will you do next time she comes, because we both know there will be a next time?” I challenged.
“I don't know.”
I walked over to the couch, sitting roughly and held my head with my hands as the tears began to fall down my face. I knew that I couldn't be in a relationship with someone that I couldn't trust. At the same time the thought of actually breaking up with Edward was tearing me apart. How had he ever had the courage to leave me? I was about to find out.
“Do you remember asking me if this were a deal breaker?” I asked weakly.
“Do you remember my answer?” My eyes were glazed with tears and I could hardly breathe.
“Yes.” Edward whispered so softly, that I almost didn't hear him.
“Then how could you do this to me? To us?” I started sobbing and brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
“I'm so sorry.” Edward sat down next to me and tried to drape his arm across my shoulders, but I shrugged him off.
“Don't touch me!” I wanted to scream, but my sobs ruined the affect.
I looked into his face and it was the most painful expression I have ever seen, his shoulders shook I have no doubt he would be crying if he could.
“You know what this means don't you.” I stated.
“I'll change, I swear.” He pleaded.
“No, you won't. Which in any other area makes you so wonderful. But I don't think that I can trust you again, and I can't live like that.” I could feel the sobs trying to take over again and I needed to leave.
I jumped up from the couch and ran towards my truck. Before I could get it open Edward stood in front of it. “Bella, don't do this.”
“I didn't do this Edward, you did! It's over!”
“No. No. No. No.” He said as he fell to his knees. I walked around him to open the truck's door, crawled inside, and backed away. I heard a large crack of thunder and large rain drops began to fall soaking Edward, who was still kneeling in the dirt.
I didn't have any plans other than to leave the house. I drove and drove, and didn't even realize that I was in La Push until the truck started to sputter and a dark cloud rose from the engine. At first I was so frustrated at just one more thing that could go wrong, that I just cried and beat the steering wheel until my knuckles were bruised, cracked, and started to bleed.
Even more frustrated than before I jerked the door open and decided that I would just walk to Jacob's and see if he would at least fix the crippled truck. It was a much longer walk than I originally thought and I had forgotten about the several curves and hills in the road. By the time I got there I was exhausted and I was soaked to the bone when I knocked on his front door. A surprised Billy let me in and got me a towel from the bathroom as I removed my soggy shoes and socks. I wrapped the towel around myself and sat on the corner of the couch not wanting to get it all wet.
There was a muffled noise in the background, and I think that Billy was on the phone with someone.
“Bella are you hurt?” he asked.
I shook my head 'no', afraid to speak. Several foggy minutes later, Jacob bolted through the front door equally as soaking wet, but suddenly I didn't care and I threw myself into his arms, wrapped my legs around his waist, and started bawling.
END BELLA POV
Author's Note – I don't know about anyone else, but it makes me sad to read about the break up of Edward and Bella's relationship. AWE :(
Song - Near To You by a Fine Frenzy
“Bella, what's wrong?”
She continued to sob and I saw Dad coming down the hallway, I gave him a confused look and he simply shrugged his shoulders and parked himself in the living room. I walked over to the couch and sat down with Bella straddling my lap. “Honey, you need to tell me what is going on?”
She shook her head 'no' and wrapped her arms even tighter around my neck, for any normal person they probably wouldn't be able to breathe.
We were both soaking wet, I leaned over and picked up the towel that she dropped on the floor and wiped my arms and legs and then draped it over her back. It was clear that she wasn't ready to talk, so I just rubbed my hands in circles on her back hoping that it would be calming. Dad and I had a silent conversation that expressed that neither of us knew what to do.
After 15 minutes Bella was still sobbing and despite being in my arms was still shivering cold. “Hey Dad, I'm taking her to my room for some dry clothes.”
“Okay,” he nodded.
I picked us up from the couch and carried her to my room. I sat on the bed and tried to pry her arms and legs from my body. “No, please don't leave me,” she begged.
“Bells, please we both need dry clothes. I'm not going far.”
She released her grip from me and I scooted her to the bed. I poured out the contents from my drawers looking for something that I have not worn in a long time and found an old pair of sweats and a sweatshirt.
“Here Bella, put these on.”
“I don't want you to go.”
I grabbed a pair of cut off sweats, nothing was ever long enough so it was just easier to cut them to be long shorts, and I grabbed a shirt. “I'm going to the bathroom to change, if you aren't in dry clothes when I get back than I am taking them off for you.”
“No, you won't.”
“Yes I will.”
“Try me.” I challenged, and walked out the door.
As I walked out the door I wasn't completely sure if I wanted her to change, but also not really sure if I could follow through with my threat. It didn't take long for me to change clothes, as I was heading back I heard Billy on the phone and I could here Charlie on the other side.
“Thank God, she is there.” Charlie said.
“I'm sorry, I would have called sooner, but I didn't realize that you didn't know she was here.”
“Yeah, I came home and the place was dark and way too quiet. I'm just glad that she finally went to hang out with Jacob.”
“Um . . . Charlie, I don't think Bella is here to just hang out.”
“What do you mean?”
“She knocked on the door completely soaked and hasn't stopped crying since Jacob got here.”
“What is wrong? I swear if that Cullen boy hurt her again I am going to kill him.”
“Hold on Charlie, lets get some more information first. I asked her if she were hurt and she told me no, but I also don't know where the truck is so that is pretty odd.”
“She can't walk there? Maybe Edward dropped her off.” Charlie suggested.
“Not likely. Look I swear I will call you the moment I know anything. You know Jacob will not let anything happen to her, she is in good hands.”
“Yeah I know that.”
I was glad to know that Charlie had faith in me. With a smile on my face I decided to go check on Bella. This should have given her enough time to change, but just to be sure I knocked on the door to my room. I didn't hear a response, but I could still hear her crying inside so I cautiously opened the door. She was curled up on my bed, her head resting on my pillow, with the sheet pulled up to her chin. I didn't need blankets, but still enjoyed the feel of being covered so all I had was a sheet.
“Are you cold?” I asked.
Her lips quivered and I wasn't sure if that was from being cold or from crying, however I went back to the hall closet to get the blankets that used to go on my bed, and an extra pillow. I came back and shook the blanket out opening it wide and laying it across her body and set the pillow next to her.
“Come here,” she called.
“Okay,” I smiled. “Scoot over.”
As she moved back towards the wall I could see the collar of my sweatshirt, and I was glad that she had at least put on the dry clothes. She scrunched her back up against the wall giving me as much room as possible. I laid down and pressed my back into the blanket, she snuggled in and rested her head on my chest as I wrapped an arm around her. One of her arms draped around my waist, I looked at her small hand and I could see her knuckles were bruised.
“Bells, what happened to your hand?”
“I was punching the truck's steering wheel.”
“It broke down on my way here.” I made a mental note to try and find it later, and see if I could either fix it or push it home.
“Is that why you were soaking wet when you got here?”
She simply nodded her head, talking about the truck seemed to be a reminder of why she was here, and she started bawling all over again. I had a feeling it was going to be a long night. At some point I was going to have to try and figure out a way to get her to explain exactly why she was here, not that I'm complaining. Having Bella lay here next to me was the best feeling in the world, even with her tears soaking through my shirt.
It was pretty clear by how upset she was that it has something to do with Edward. Nothing would make me happier than for him to be out of her life for good, but I wasn't really sure if Bella could survive loosing him again.
We laid there for a long time, neither of us speaking. Despite the mystery of what was troubling Bella we were both comfortable with the silence, I knew that she would tell me when she was ready. There was something about it that just felt completely normal, like Bella always stayed here instead of this being the first time. Maybe it was all the time she used to spend here while we were hunting the red head, I'm not really sure.
Dad rolled in, by then Bella's crying had softened to just a gentle hiccup here and there, however my shirt was completely soaked. “What do you want me to tell Charlie?” he asked.
I paused a moment, I wasn't completely sure if he was asking me or Bella. “Bella?” I directed the question towards her.
“I don't know,” she answered, her voice was hoarse.
“Is it okay if she stays?” I asked.
“I'll ask Charlie, it's his call.” He rolled back into the living room to give himself some privacy.
“Will you be able to hear what Charlie says from here?” Bella asked, in a quiet voice.
“Yes,” I whispered back.
“Okay, tell me please.”
“Sure, no problem.” I wrapped my other arm around her giving her a little squeeze and then rubbed her back while I listened to my dad talk to Charlie, and quietly told Bella what they said.
“Hey Charlie.” Billy said.
“What is going on over there? I am about to loose my damn mind.”
“I'm sorry. I really don't have anything more to tell you.”
“Why the hell not?” Charlie yelled, it was clear he was really frustrated. Bella flinched when I relayed that message, and I gave her another gentile squeeze.
“Bella hasn't said anything, she has just been crying.”
“And you're sure that he didn't hurt her?”
There was a long pause and I am guessing that dad was trying to figure out how to ask for Bella to stay here.
“Charlie, I think it would be best if she stayed here tonight.”
“What?! You have got to be kidding me! I have been pacing the floor all evening, seconds away from arresting Edward just for the hell of it, and now you want me to let her sleep with Jacob!”Yeah, there is no way I am translating that one for Bella.
“Charlie, believe me I understand I would be the same way if it were my daughter staying the night with some guy. But this isn't just some guy, you know Jake. He is her best friend, let him be that friend for her.” Good job Dad!! I must admit I was impressed.
There was a long pause and I heard Charlie take several deep breathes. “Okay, but that bedroom door better stay open all night.” I can definitely agree to that, and finally something I can relay to Bella.
I whispered to Bella, “You get to stay.”
A weak smile spread across her face, “Thank you.” She squeezed me tightly across my waist and quickly pressed her lips to my shoulder. Before I had time to react she laid her head back down on my chest. Maybe this night was going to turn out better than I thought
Author's Note – Now you all can go to chapter 4 and start it all over again. ENJOY!! Only one more week to wait!!
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The break up was 10 times better than I expected. I expected Bella to be crying through the whole thing. I know you wouldn't do this JJ but why wouldn't Edward just grab Bella and never let go? He IS stronger after all.
This was AWESOME!!! I felt bad for Bella because she had to do what she thought she would never do. I was VERY surprised Bella didn't cry during school. It DID hurt her a lot. Also, Alice would've seen Bella break up with Edward, or knowing it was a deal breaker. I would think that Alice would talk Bella out of it, or warn Edward. But, Alice is a good friend and probably knew that this was what Bella wanted.
I didn't feel upset seeing Edward and Bella break up. I mean it WAS Edward's fault AND Bella told him it was a dealbreaker. He totally deserved it! Trust is number 1 in a relationship.
Okay, so I've been reading the story over and I remember reading in Bella's birthday chapter that Jacob would quit the pack after Victoria is done. Well, he can't do that now.
I really hope Bella is okay. I'm getting worried!!! That makes me a freak. Has it really been 3 weeks already??? Those went by soooooooooooo fast!!!!!
BELLA'S SUN 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T WAITTT!
Oh btw, did Bella's Sun win the FF contest?