OK, so this is a story about what would have happened if Jacob had caught Bella before she had jumped off of the cliff, so Alice hadn't seen it, and Edward would not have gone to the Volturi. So basically, this is what would have happened if Edward had never come back into the story, so if you re on Team Edward, you might as well just exit out of this page now:) Likewise, if you are on Team Jacob or even Team Switzerland, you're gonna just love this.
enjoy.
by the way, this is my first fan-fiction, so harsh critics and good ratings are encouraged.
The story starts off pretty much in the beginning of New Moon where Bella finally wakes up out of her trance-like state, and then I pretty much made it up from there.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, the plot, and the twilight series world, and everything else related to twilight, is owned and copyrighted by Stephenie Meyers. And me writing this, it isn t my way of saying that I don t like the way the Twilight series ended, because that is definitely not the case. I am a Stephenie Meyers fan all the way. But when I finished eclipse, I was left with tears in my eyes because I couldn t decide whether I wanted Bella to be with Edward or Jacob, and since Stephenie has already written what happened when Bella Stayed with Edward, I am here to say what happened when Jacob stopped Bella before she jumped.
Preface: Bella
Four months? It s only been four months since....wow. I could have sworn that it had been longer. For these last four months, it had seemed like there was a plastic film blocking...no, protecting every one of my senses from feeling and emotion. I had been numb, an empty shell.
Charlie had already tried kicking me out to Jacksonville with Renee, but it wasn't happening, I wasn't leaving Forks without...him. But now that this "plastic film" had been removed, it was scary. It was like I had been asleep for these last four months, and I've all of a sudden woken up from an impossibly deep slumber.
Four months ago, at my 18th birthday party, I had given myself a paper cut, and Jasper, being the newest and least committed Cullen to the whole vegetarian lifestyle, had attacked me. And for the next few days after that, Ed-- He had wallowed in remorse, until he had finally come to the decision that he and his family would move away from me, because it would be in my best interest. He said, It will be like we never existed. Psh, I thought, how could he have promised me this? When he of all people knew how much our relationship, He, had impacted my life?
Well, whatever his intentions it left me scared and helpless. I missed the thoughtful, sensitive man he was behind his wallowing, god-like, gorgeous STOP, I told myself, this has to stop.
Preface: Jacob
She was hollow, broken. Any blithering idiot could see that. My Bella, my best friend, the one person in this whole, wide world that understood me even better than my dad. God knew how much I wanted the chance to help her pick up those broken pieces of her heart and put her life back together. But there's no way she would let me do that. She was too independent. Goddamnit, Bella! Why did she have to be the suffer in silence type. There was no point in trying to hide it anymore; anyone could see that she had gone through something life-changing and traumatic.
That blood-sucking leech. What was his name, Edmund, Eddison? Edward. That's it. The bastard's name was Edward. Did he not see through her facade? She is strong, there's no doubt about that, but the way he just left her here, all by herself. She was strong, but also fragile at the same time. That makes absolutely no sense, but that's Bella for ya.
Awakening: Bella
It was the same old thing every single day. Get up, go to school, come home, and cry myself to sleep. Then I would start over.
But not so much anymore. Now that I wasn't numb and totally oblivious to everything that went on around me, that wasn't the case. I was itching to do something. I'd been bumming around the house for about five months in a row now, and I had so much pent up energy that it would have been great just to do almost anything that would keep me from being bored and thinking. Thinking was bad for me nowadays.
Because when I got to thinking about things, I tended to think about things that were not making my situation any better. Thinking about things like blood, vampires, birthdays often led to thinking about people such as Alice, Emmett, Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, yes even though Jasper had attacked me, it was still hard not to love him, Rosalie Amongst others. Yes, even Rosalie. Even though whenever I was around her, hostility just rolled off in waves, I couldn't bring myself to not miss her. And thinking about the Cullens often had consequences. Like the hole in my chest.
It wasn't a literal hole in my chest, just a generally empty feeling that I had developed ever since they had left. The pain was so bad that it felt like them leaving had ripped a hole in my upper body, complete with ragged edges that threatened to swallow me whole. It hadn t gone away, not one bit, but it seemed like the pain had just gotten a little bit easier to bear.
Urgh, there I go thinking again. Huh, I chuckled to myself. Since when has thinking become such a bad thing?
"What's so funny, Bells?" , Charlie asked, interrupting my thoughts. The look on Charlie s face was one of sheer hope. There was no telling when the last time I had genuinely smiled or laughed at something. Wow, I don't even think I could remember the last time I had enjoyed myself.
Wait, yes I could. My birthday party, before--
"Bells?"
"Huh? Oh, what?" I hadn't really understood what he said. Things kinda just went in one ear and out the other nowadays.
"I said, what's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing. Just something somebody said today at school." It was a bad lie, I was a bad liar, but I was praying to God dearly that he believed it. Prayers weren't something that frequently crossed my lips.
"Really?" Charlie asked skeptically.
"Really really." Uh-oh.
"That s weird, because today's Saturday."
No way! I was scrambling for something to say, some kind of excuse for this bad lie. I frantically looked towards the calendar, hoping dearly that it wasn't really Saturday, that Charlie was just mistaken, but sure enough, it was Saturday. "Oh," I piped up, "That must have been yesterday. My, how time flies." God, Bella, that was weak.
"Yeah." I could tell that Charlie didn't believe me, but thankfully he didn't voice the fact. The awkward silence just got worse and worse until it felt like it would never end. Then, thankfully, the phone rang.
"I'll get it," I said quickly, itching for some excuse to leave the table. "Hello?" I asked, a little bit out of breath from rushing to get the phone.
"Bella! Just the person I wanted to talk to!" Ah, Jacob. He was always so cheerful, it was refreshing to hear his voice.
J"acob? Wow, it's been a while since we've talked. It really had been.
"Sure has. Too long in my opinion. Anyways, so listen, there's a Mariner's game on today in a couple of hours and I was wondering if--" he seemed like he was starting to get a little bit nervous? I wonder why... "--if maybe you and Charlie wanted to come over."
He rushed through the words, eager to get them over with and get an answer, I guess. "Sure, Jake, I'd love to. But hey, lemme call you back while I talk to Charlie about it, kay?"
"Alright, bye, Bells."
"Alrighty then, bye Jake," I half said and giggled. He was so silly.
I walked into the den to see Charlie flipping through the channels on the TV. Looking for some type of game, perhaps.
"Who was that?" Charlie asked.
"That was Jacob. He called to see if we wanted to go over there and watch the Mariners game later today."
"And what did you tell him?" Charlie asked, looking a little bit suspicious.
"I told him that I would call him back after I talked to you about it. I mean, I don t know about you, but I think it would be nice to get out of the house for the first time in a while."
"Oh, you do, do you? Well it seems like a pretty good plan to me. Why don't you just go ahead and call him back and tell him we ll be there in, oh about half an hour or so."
"Okay, I'll do that," I said. I could feel a huge grin spread across my face, but I couldn't help it, I was just...happy. Happy to get out of the house, happy to go see Jacob, and happy that I was no longer sitting around doing absolutely nothing.
I went into the kitchen, called Jake back to tell him we would be there soon, and then trudged up to my room to get ready.
Jeez, She Sounds Awful: Jacob
I really hope they can come over. It's been what, about eight, nine months since the last time I'd seen her. You'd think that after that long, I would have gotten over her. But that smile, and that pale, creamy, translucent skin. It was just something I couldn't forget. Something that I didn't think that I could ever forget.
Was it just me, or did she sound different? Sort of tired, but also, fragile. I don't know, maybe she just sounds different over the phone. That happens, right?
Ding-dong. Yes! She's-- They're finally here. Wow, I really needed to stop thinking about them in a singular manner. It was Charlie and Bella, not just Bella.
I didn't even need to say that I would get the door, because it was pretty much implied since Dad was in a wheelchair and what not.
When I went to open, the door, I was expecting a smiling, beautiful, radiant Bella, and her always husky-looking dad, Charlie. Can't forget Charlie. When I opened the door, it was a shock. A really big one. Holy crap. She looked worse than she sounded. She was still beautiful, yes. Nothing could ever really take that away from her, but looked awful. That's really harsh, I know, but it was true. She was smiling, but it looked like the whole, being happy thing was new to her. Like having something to smile about was kind of scary. There were dark circles under her eyes, from lost sleep, I guess. She had been slim before, but now she was so skinny that she just looked unhealthy. Her eyes were like an open book. You could see the hurt and pain behind those deep, chocolate brown eyes. And you could see that she was trying as hard as she could to keep herself together. I mean, I'd heard that her and what was his name? Edward. I'd heard that they had gotten pretty serious, but I never knew that their relationship had gotten so....deep. It was just plain pitiful, as much as I would hate to say it.
"So," Bella said, "ya gonna let us in, or what?"
"Uh, yeah. Come on in and make yourselves comfortable." Jeez , Jake, what's with the formality?, I asked myself while mentally giving myself a slap in the face. It's not like they're guests anymore. They're practically family. I'm glad we weren't really family...
"Will do," Charlie said while he pushed past me kind of impatiently. He was halfway down the hall way when he turned around with a determined look on his face. He made sure that Bella was safely out of earshot before he took a deep breath and sighed.
"Jake, can I talk to you for a minute?" Oh gosh, this wasn't gonna end well. I knew that the party had gotten a little wild last night, but it's not like I had gotten piss drunk or anything. I only took a couple of shots and drank a couple cans of beer...
"Yeah, sure. What do you need, Charlie?" I had I pit in my stomach, like the feeling of getting caught. Wait, not like the feeling of getting caught, but it was the feeling of getting caught.
"I just wanted to thank you for inviting me and Bells here tonight. Mostly Bella. She hasn't been out for a while since the Cullens left, depressed about her boyfriend leaving, I guess. But she really needed this, so it's good that she's getting out of the house, even if it is just to come over here and watch the game."
Whew, what a relief.
"But, I also wanted to tell you, that if you are planning anything, if you want to date Bella, or do anything that would possibly get her emotionally involved, you better not hurt her. She's been through a lot so far this year, and I don't think she could make it through another break up. So if you hurt her in anyway, emotionally physically, whatever, I am warning you now, there will be consequences. But, Jacob Black, being my best friend's kid, I do trust you. Don t give me a reason not to." He finished that last sentence with a smile. How encouraging. That makes me feel loads better.
"Yes, sir." I replied. Wow. That wasn t intimidating at all, I thought to myself sarcastically.
So, after that little pep talk Charlie gave me, we walked into the den. Charlie settled in a recliner, like he always did. Me, knowing that Bella wouldn't have any fun watching the game; I invited her to come to the garage so that I could show her my pride and joy. My Volkswagen Rabbit. Nevertheless, she agreed, thankful for an excuse to leave the room.
As we were leaving, Charlie gave me a very conspicuous wink, and Billy gave me a smile. Oh great, Bella's the observant type. She surely would have seen that.
