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)
***Written by my fantabulous co writer, Gianna Black :D***
I dreaded the sound of the bell ringing as lunch came to a close. I knew what it meant—it was time for me to go to Biology. And, unfortunately, Edward was in my Biology class. He was my lab partner, no less. I could sense the awkwardness that was sure to come.
When the bell did ring, I grudgingly made my way to the class. Angela walked with me and kept glancing over at me every few seconds, probably making sure I was okay. She was really a good friend.
I stood outside the door and mentally prepared myself. I told myself over and over that there was nothing between Edward and me, and that I was only two hours away from seeing Jacob again. That seemed to give me enough courage to open the door and walk in.
He was already in there, staring blankly at the chalkboard. I wondered for a second what was going through his mind, but then decided I’d rather not know.
I mustered up all of my courage and walked to my seat, not looking at Edward.
The final bell rang, signaling that class had started. I sighed. Another hour until this class was finally over. I stared at the clock, as if that would make time move faster.
Mr. Banner assigned us a lab to do, so I was going to have to talk to him. I gulped before turning to face him. He was staring down at me with an unreadable expression. Well, for anyone it would be unreadable, but I knew him well enough to see the sadness and desire in his eyes. Alice was right; he still loved me. The question was, did I still love him?
“Hello, Bella,” he whispered in his velvety voice. I frowned at his formalness.
We both were at a loss for words, not sure what the right thing to say was.
“How are you?” he finally asked.
“I’m good. How about you? You look like you haven’t hunted in a while.”
He looked away from me, sadness written plainly all over his face now. “I’m doing the best I can.”
I couldn’t help the feeling of guilt that washed through me. It was my fault that he was depressed and starving himself. I couldn’t change anything, though. If this is how Edward was feeling, then imagine how bad it would be for Jacob, my Imprint. I shuddered at the thought of seeing my Jacob like that.
“I’m really sorry, Edward,” I said, speaking my mind.
He looked back at me, and I shrunk back a little under his intense gaze. “Don’t apologize for something that’s out of your control, Bella. It’s not your fault that the mutt Imprinted on you—”
“Don’t bring Jake into this,” I said, cutting him off. “It’s not his fault, either.”
I left out the part that if Edward had never left, I wouldn’t have spent so much time with Jake, and he wouldn’t have imprinted on me. That wouldn’t help the situation with Edward at all.
I decided to change the subject. “So, have you had any more run-ins with Victoria?”
His expression turned ice cold. “No. Now she knows that we’re back, and more likely to get her with seven vampires and seven werewolves. It’s pretty much fourteen against one.”
I nodded. It did seem weird that Victoria kept coming back, when it would be so easy for the wolves and vampires to kill her.
We focused the rest of the class on the lab. I tried to ignore the tense feeling between us, although I’m sure that even Angela, who sat all the way across the room, could feel it.
As we were leaving the class, Edward grabbed my arm and spun me around. My breath caught in my throat and I tried to free myself from his grasp. I quickly gave up, not able to even budge from his super strength hold.
“What?” I asked harshly. The way he was staring at me made me feel uncomfortable, and I’ll admit, a little nervous.
He hesitated before saying, “I just want to let you know that I’m going to fight for you, no matter how long it takes.”
I sighed. I guess I had known that this was coming; I just didn’t want to deal with it. “Then you should know that nothing is going to come between me and Jacob. I’m sorry Edward.”
I turned and walked away, part of me wanting to go running back into his arms, but most of me wanting to see Jake again.
“So how was school?” Jake asked me. We were having pizza at a little place in La Push, talking about anything. I was on my second slice, while he was on his fifth.
“What do you mean by that?”
I took a sip of my soda. “Well, the Cullens were all back, and it was just awkward. And in bio, Edward had to sit next to me and we were lab partners, and…” I drifted off, not finishing my sentence.
“And what?” Jake asked. I could see him shaking slightly.
“Jake, I’ll tell you later. Calm down, you can’t phase here,” I said, placing a hand on his arm. His shaking stopped when I touched him, and I smiled.
A half hour later, we drove to La Push First Beach, and were walking hand in hand through the sand. I prayed that he wouldn’t bring up Edward, but I knew that he would. It didn’t take him long before he did.
“So, what exactly did the bloodsucker say?” he asked, causing me to sigh.
“He said he was going to fight for me.”
Jacob looked away, and started shaking again. “Who does he think he is? Coming here and trying to steal you away from me?”
I didn’t know what to say, because it was true.
“He’s not gonna come between us, Jake. Trust me.”
“I hope not, because you’re too important for me to lose. I love you, Bella.”
“I love you too, Jake,” I said, meeting his lips with my own.
We parted suddenly when we heard a wolf howling somewhere not too far away.
“You have to go?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he answered sadly. “It’s probably the red head.”
I froze. She was back. “Be careful, please.”
“Always am.” He pecked me one more time before disappearing into the woods. I decided to walk to Emily’s house and wait there with her.
***Thank you to Gianna who had to get through some troubles to get this chapter done, but she still made it just as amazing and awesome as usual :)***