This is a collab story with me and Gianna Black. NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED! ALL THESE CHARACTERS AND SOME SCENES BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER! It's a Jacob and Bella story. So, please enjoy!
Chapter 1 (New Moon, Chapter 9: Third Wheel, page 219-224, just after Jacob left home from the movies)
I leaned against the kitchen counter, my hand inches from the phone, and tried to wait patiently. thought of the strange look on Jacob's face before he drove away, and my fingers started drumming against the counter. I should have insisted on driving him home.
I watched the clock as the minutes ticked by. Ten. Fifteen. Even when I was driving, it only took fifteen minutes, and Jacob drove faster than I did. Eighteen minutes. I picked up the phone and dialed.
It rang and rang. Maybe Billy was asleep. Maybe I'd dialed wrong. I tried again.
On the eighth ring, just as I was about to hang up, Billy answered.
"Hello?" he asked. His voice was wary, like he was expecting bad news.
"Billy, it's me, Bella- did Jake make it home yet? He left here about twenty minutes ago."
"He's here," Billy said tonelessly.
"He was supposed to call me." I was a little irritated. "He was getting sick when he left, and I was worried."
"He was... too sick to call. He's not feeling well right now." Billy sounded distant. I realized he must want to be with Jacob.
"Let me know if you need any help," I offered. "I could come down." I thought of Billy, stuck in his chair, and Jake fending for himself...
"No, no," Billy said quickly. "We're fine. Stay at your place."
The way he said it was almost rude.
"Okay," I agreed
The line disconnected.
"Bye," I muttered.
Well, at least he'd made it home. Oddly, I didn't feel less worried. I trudged up the stairs, fretting. Maybe I would go down before work tomorrow to check on him. I could take soup- we had to have a can of Campbell's around here somewhere.
I realized all such plans were canceled when I woke up early- my clock said for thirty- and sprinted to the bathroom. Charlie found me there a half hour later, lying on the floor, my cheek pressed against the cold edge of the bathtub.
He looked at me for a long moment.
"Stomach flu," he finally said.
"Yes," I moaned.
"You need something?" he asked.
"Call the Newtons for me, please," I instructed hoarsely. "Tell them I have what Mike had, and that I can't make it in today. Tell them I'm sorry."
"Sure, no problem," Charlie assured me.
I spent the rest of the day on the bathroom floor, sleeping for a few hours with my head on a crumpled up towel. Charlie claimed that he had to work, but I suspected that he just wanted access to a bathroom. He left a glass of water on the floor beside me to keep me hydrated.
It woke me up when he came back home. I could see that it was dark in my room- after nightfall. He clumped up the stairs to check on me.
"Sort of," I said.
"Do you want anything?"
He hesitated, clearly out of his element. "Okay, then," he said, then he went back down to the kitchen. I heard the phone ring a few minutes later. charlie spoke to someone in a low voice for a moment, and then hung up.
"Mike feels better," he called up to me.
Well, that was encouraging. He'd only gotten sick eight hours or so before me. Eight more hours. The thought made my stomach turn, and I pulled myself up to lean over the toilet.
I fell asleep on the towel again, but when I woke up I was in my bed and it was light outside my window. I didn't remember moving; Charlie must have carried me to my room- he'd also put the glass of water on my bedside table. I felt parched. I chugged it down, thought it tasted funny from sitting stagnant all night.
I got up slowly, trying not to trigger the nausea again. I was weak, and my mouth tasted horrible, but my stomach felt fine. I looked at my clock.
My twenty-four hours were up.
I didn't push it, eating nothing but saltine crackers for breakfast. Charlie looked relieved to see me recovered.
As soon as I was sure that I wasn't going to have to spend the day on the bathroom floor again, I called Jacob.
Jacob was the one who answered, but when I heard his greeting I knew he wasn't over it.
"Hello?" His voice was broken, cracking.
"Oh, Jake," I groaned sympathetically. "You sound horrible."
"I feel horrible," he whispered.
"I'm so sorry I made you go out with me. This sucks."
"I'm glad I went." His voice was still a whisper. "Don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault."
"You'll get better soon," I promised. "I woke up this morning and I was fine."
"You were sick?" he asked dully.
"Yes, I got it, too. But I'm fine now."
"That's good." His voice was dead.
"So you'll probably be better in a few hours," I encouraged.
I could barely hear his answer. "I don't think I have the same thing you did."
"Don't you have the stomach flu?" I asked, confused.
"No. This is something else."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Everything," he whispered. "Every part of me hurts."
The pain in his voice was nearly tangible.
"What can I do, Jake? What can I bring you?"
"Nothing. You can't come here." He was abrupt. It reminded me of Billy the other night.
"I've already been exposed to whatever you have," I pointed out.
He ignored me. "I'll call you when I can. I'll let you know when you can come down again."
"I've got to go," he said with sudden urgency.
"Call me when you feel better."
"Right," he agreed, and his voice had a strange, bitter edge.
He was silent for a moment. I was waiting for him to say goodbye, but he waited too.
"I'll see you soon," I finally said.
"Wait for me to call," he said again.
"Okay... Bye, Jacob."
"Bella," he whispered my name, and then hung up the phone.
***End of New Moon Excerpt***
The rest of the day, I tried to keep myself busy with chores and homework. I even called the Newtons to tell them I would be at work tomorrow, just because I couldn't find anything else to do.
But, even though I tried my hardest to keep myself busy, I couldn't stop thinking about Jacob. He sounded so sick on the phone and it hurt me to hear him in pain when there was nothing I could do about it. I wasn't allowed to come over until Jacob's call, but I could help but wonder if I should go down there.
As the day dragged on, it was finally nightfall and I decided to hit the sack early. As I climbed into the bed, I still thought about Jake. I needed to see him soon, to make sure he was okay, to see if he needed anything at all. I decided to go check on him tomorrow, at least call to see if he needed anything.
I heard a tap on my window. I completely froze and didn't dare look out my window. Could it be?
I slowly turned and looked at my window. My eyes widened when I saw a pebble tap my window once again. I pursed my lips. If he was here, he would have opened the window without any hesitation. I got up slowly and walked over to my window. Another pebble tapped against my window, just a little bit louder. I opened my window and looked down at the huge dark figure. At first, I couldn't make out what it was. Then, I saw it wave and recognized it at once.
*~*~*~*~*~ Table Of Contents *~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 1 (By Me)
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Chapter 2 (By Gianna)
Chapter 3 (By Me)
Chapter 4 (By Gianna)
Chapter 5 (By Me)
Chapter 6 (Part 1) (By Gianna)
Chapter 6 (Part 2) (By Gianna)
Chapter 7 (By Me)
Chapter 8 (By Gianna)
Chapter 9 (By Me)
Chapter 10 (By Gianna)
Chapter 11 (By Me)
Chapter 12 (By Gianna)
Chapter 13 (By Me)
Chapter 14 (By Gianna)
Chapter 15 (By Me)
Chapter 16 (By Gianna)
Chapter 17 (By Me)
Chapter 18 (By Gianna)
Chapter 19 (By Me)
Chapter 20 (By Gianna)
Chapter 21 (By Me)
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I sat on the couch and held my breath as I waited for Edward to come. I don’t think I had ever been this nervous. My ex-vampire-boyfriend coming over to find out about my current werewolf boyfriend Imprinting on me. It was nerve-wrecking.
Thankfully, Jacob was here, holding my hand and rubbing small circles on the back of it.
“It’ll be fine,” he whispered. “I won’t let him hurt you, not again.”
I smiled slightly at him, so grateful that he stayed here with me.
A few more seconds passed and still nothing had happened. Then, I felt Jacob stiffen beside me, and Alice, who was standing on the other side of the room, looked towards my front door. I knew instantly what these signs meant; Edward was here.
A second later he knocked on the door, though it would have been fine for him to just walk in. An uneasy feeling washed through me. I hadn’t seen Edward in months. Would I still feel the same for him as I did a year ago? Or would I have feelings of hatred towards him—that seemed unlikely, since a part of me has always missed him, even after Jacob imprinted on me.
I took a big gulp and slowly got up, making my way to the door. I let go of Jacob’s hand and looked back at him before turning the knob. He nodded in encouragement. He knew as well as I did that this had to happen sooner or later.
I opened the door and there he stood, Edward in all his perfection. He wasn’t smiling, but was frowning. His eyes were sad, and they were a deep, bleak black, as if he hadn’t hunted in weeks. He stared at me for a minute or two, and I stared back.
The hole I had once felt in my chest was gone. It had disappeared when Jacob came into my life, especially when he Imprinted, but I guess it was never really gone. And with Edward here, and Jake, I was whole again. It was like I needed them both to be complete.
But that was stupid. I had Jake, and we were happy together. He was the one. I mean, we were Imprinted! We were soul mates, and Edward coming back couldn’t change that.
But there were still underlying feelings there. Feelings I didn’t want to admit were there, because they would damage my new relationship with Jake. I didn’t want that, I just wanted to live a long, happy life with Jacob. I didn’t want any more vampires tracking me down and I didn’t want someone to come between us. Just me and him. But in reality, I still wasn’t completely over Edward.
“Edward,” I mumbled, not really knowing what to say.
He looked pained, seeing Jacob standing behind me. I could only imagine what he was thinking. And Edward had to read his mind.
“Bella,” he said.
I paused for a moment, not knowing what came next. Thankfully, my brain started thinking again and I told him to come inside.
We all walked back to the living room and sat down, me next to Jake, Alice on my other side, and Edward in Charlie’s usual recliner. The whole mood around us was very…awkward, and tense. I knew I had to keep Jacob calm so he wouldn’t phase, but I also didn’t want to put Edward through any more pain than he already was by flaunting my newfound relationship with Jake in front of him. It didn’t seem right.
“So,” I started, at a complete loss for words. “When did you come back?” I asked him.
“A few days ago,” he answered, his voice still sounding velvety and smooth.
I didn’t know how to say it, to tell Edward that I was with Jacob, and always would be. The fact that he was still in love with me made it that much harder.
“Is there a reason you came back?” I asked, remembering his promise for it to be as if he never existed.
“I just wanted to check up on you, to make sure you were happy.”
“Well, she’s very happy now. With me. So you can go.”
“Jacob!” I scolded. I saw understanding mixed with pure sadness in my ex-lover’s eyes. He knew that I was with Jake, and that I was happy. And I’m sure he was happy for me, because he still loved me.
Edward looked away, obviously uncomfortable. Alice piped in, and I was glad she was saving me from talking.
“But you guys are serious, right?”
I guess I spoke too soon. “Yeah,” I whispered. “You see, Jacob is a werewolf, as I’m sure you guessed. And one of their legends says something about…Imprinting. It’s when they find their soul mates. And, um, he…Imprinted on me.”
“I know,” Edward murmured.
“What?” Alice, Jacob and I asked simultaneously.
“I already knew that he Imprinted on you,” he said as if it was no big deal.
“B-but, how?” I stuttered. “How could you know that?”
Edward wouldn’t meet my eyes, and I understood. “You didn’t. How dare you? You left me months ago and then come spying on me now? And I bet you read Jake’s mind, too, and that’s how you found about the Imprinting! Isn’t it?”
He still refused to meet my gaze, and I knew that I was right before he even said the words. “Yes, that’s what happened.”
I felt Jacob quivering next to me, and the couch started shaking.
“Get that mutt to calm down,” Alice ordered.
“Jake,” I said, trying to rub his shaking arms. “Look at me. You need to calm down.”
He finally looked into my eyes and took some deep breaths. “Okay, I’m alright.”
“No, you’re not. You could have phased and hurt her!” Alice shrieked.
“I’m fine! And you’re one to talk about hurting her. Look at everything you’ve put her through!” Jake snapped back at her.
“Enough! Nothing happened; I’m okay!” I said, trying to get them to stop fighting, and stop talking about me as if I wasn’t there.
Nobody responded to my outburst, so it was quiet in the room. I didn’t know what to say, since everyone here was clearly not comfortable.
I glanced at Alice, but her eyes were unfocused, and she appeared to be staring off into space. I could tell that she was having a vision, although I’m not sure what it was about.
She snapped out of a minute later, and looked at me, worried. Edward did the same.
“What is it?” I asked. “What did you see?”