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)
Duh, it's up there :P
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)
OHHHH NOO . . . . POOR SETH . . . .
LOVED IT LIKE ALWAYS . . . =D
but i loved it!.....post more soon:)
As soon as we arrived at Seth’s house and got him out of the car, he phased. He was so scared—until now he had thought the stories about werewolves were nothing more than stories.
The kid was really messed up. His father had just died minutes ago, and now he found out he was a werewolf. It took him forever to calm down enough to change back, and by the time he did, Leah phased. This was the most shocking of all. Who knew girls could phase? We had all thought that only guys got the gene, but it would appear that we were wrong.
Leah phased back into a human a little faster than her brother. She wasn’t too pleased about Sam being able to read her mind, and wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. Who could blame her, really.
I met up with Bella the next day. I couldn’t leave Billy on his own the night Harry died, not in the bad state he was in after losing a close friend. Bella hadn’t wanted to leave Charlie, either.
I drove to her house right after school to pick her up. Charlie and Billy were at Sue’s house trying to cheer her—and themselves—up.
I rang her doorbell and smiled to myself as I heard her heart race a little faster. She yanked the door open a few seconds later and crushed her lips to mine. It took me a minute to respond to her sudden attack. Once we broke apart, I chuckled.
“Not that I didn’t enjoy that, but what exactly was that?” I asked her.
She sighed. “I don’t know. I guess it’s just…with what happened to Harry, you never know when something could happen.”
I stared at her in awe. “You’re really amazing, you know that?”
She blushed and looked down. I had to lift her chin up with my finger to get her to look at me again. I got lost in her eyes and couldn’t find my voice, as cheesy as it sounds.
“We should get going,” she finally said, breaking the silence. I nodded and we walked out to the Rabbit.
Trying to be a gentleman, I opened her door for her and closed it once she was inside. After I got in, I asked, “So, where do you want to go?”
We were going on our first official date, something that should have happened a month ago, but was delayed due to the bloodsuckers return. And then the red head. And then Harry dying. And then Seth and Leah phasing.
But here we were, waiting for the car to warm up and for Bella to decide where she wanted to go.
“Wherever. I’m not picky.”
I knew she was going to answer like this.
“Alright, then I guess we’ll have to go to the one I made reservations at.”
“Really, Jake? That’s so sweet! What restaurant?”
“I’m not telling. It’s a surprise.”
“You know I hate surprises,” she pushed.
“Trust me, you’ll like this one.” I smiled at her.
“Fine, I take your word on it.”
Twenty minutes later we pulled into the fancy, upscale Italian restaurant we were eating at. Her jaw dropped when she saw the name of it.
“Jacob, are you serious? This place is so expensive. We don’t have to eat here.”
“No, no, it’s fine. I want you to have everything, and I want to be able to treat you to dinner at expensive restaurants. Anything for my Bella.”
She smiled shyly at me and took my hand. “Thank you. I just don’t want you spending unnecessary money.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I reassured her.
She fidgeted as we walked in the door and she looked around. “What’s wrong?”
She sighed. “I just feel a little underdressed,” she admitted.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “You look perfect; you always do.”
She blushed and before she could say another word, I gave the host our name and we were escorted to our table.
“This is really amazing, Jake.”
“I just want the best for you, Bells. I –“ I couldn’t finish my sentence because the waitress came by to take our drink orders. At first I glared at her, but then I realized I should be grateful she came when she did. I think I had almost told Bella that I loved her. I planned on doing it soon, but not just blurting it out like that.
Bella ordered a soda and I unthinkingly ordered the same thing, my eyes glued to hers.
We stayed like that until the waitress brought us our drinks and asked us if we were ready to order. I noticed that she was talking only to me, ignoring Bella altogether. I tried my best to ignore the overly flirty waitress, but I saw Bella stare her down every time she came to our table. I definitely wasn’t leaving her a good tip.
Bella had ordered a plate of mushroom raviolis, while I just got chicken parmesan. I stole a bite from hers, which resulted in her taking a bite from my plate as well. The food was really delicious, and I could see that Bella agreed with me.
We were in no rush, but when we finished, I paid the bill and we were off. It was around eight thirty, already dark out, but surprisingly not raining today. We pulled over on the side of a road by a big open space and just lay down in the grass next to each other. Bella rested her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm protectively around her.
I took a deep breath, trying to mentally prepare myself for the three little words I was about to say. Right as I opened my mouth, she said, “I love you, Jacob.”
I was speechless for a moment. “What? You do?”
Her face fell. “Oh, crap. I knew it. You don’t love me back. God, how could I be so stupid? I—“
I silenced her worrying lips with mine. She hesitated but then kissed me back. “I love you, too, Bells. I was just about to tell you that.”
She looked pleasantly surprised. “Really?”
I smiled. “Of course I do, silly. After all, you are my Imprint. We’re soul mates, remember?”
“I love you so much, Jake. From the start I’ve loved you. It just took me a while to realize what kind of love it was. But now I can finally say it: I love you.”
I kissed her forehead. “I love you more than anything, Bella. You are the most important thing to me. I could never live without you.”
I didn’t mind all the mushy talk, because I knew that every word of it was true. We stayed there for a while, just enjoying each other’s presence. By ten o’clock, we were both ready to head home. It had been an exhausting couple of days, and I knew I was beat. Not to mention, I had to run patrol at midnight.
On her doorstep, I gave her a light, soft kiss, knowing that her dad was just inside the house.
“Goodnight, Bella. I love you.”
She smiled brightly at me. “Love you too, Jake. I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Absolutely,” I promised.
We shared one final goodnight kiss before I drove off, leaving my heart behind with her. Jeez, Imprinting was making all sappy. I didn’t mind one bit.