BPOV
Jacob stood in front of me, his shaking form giving away how irate he was, and I noticed I could feel the heat radiating off of him even more so than usual. We stood there for an unnerving amount of time, feet apart, as it steadily grew darker around us. A few times I tried to find something to say, but the words always died before they were even born. I wasn't sure what to make of his anger, but I became more afraid of him as the minutes silently ticked by. Just as I thought of turning and running, the tension tripled as Edward suddenly appeared at my side. He loudly growled his warning at Jacob, and protectively pulled me behind him with his left arm. Lowering slightly to a crouch in front of me, he was the first to break the silence. "Leave, mutt - NOW." Edward's voice was controlled, but murderous. I had a sickening feeling this would only end one way - in a fight. At this realization, I reacted immediately, running forward to get between them. But Edward caught me before I could get there. "PLEASE! Stop! This doesn't have to turn into a fight! Jacob, please leave. And Edward, take me home now!" I pulled on Edward's hand, desperate to unlock him from his stance. Their eye contact never dropped, and I was surprised at how unfazed they were by my outburst, not even throwing so much as a glance in my direction. Exasperated, I tried again. "Jacob, you need to calm down, before you phase. I could get hurt if you both fight, don't you realize that?" Though I wasn't truly worried about being hurt, now that Edward was here, I was hoping me questioning my well-being would distract them enough to end this. I was right in that it was a distraction, but somehow it escalated the problem as Jacob turned on me, seething. "IT'S TOO LATE, BELLA! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. YOU REFUSE TO LEAVE THAT PATHETIC LEECH, AND I'M DONE JUST STANDING BY!"
I found myself in a shocked silence, unable to fully absorb his words, or the hatred rolling off of him in waves. He was my best friend.. He was supposed to care, wasn't he? Yes, he was. But it was clear he no longer did. As if to prove my thoughts correct, he took a threatening step forward towards me, and as Edward mirrored his action, snarls tore through the both of them. Jacob exploded into a wolf, and I was screaming in horror as he leapt at Edward's throat..
"Bella, love.. please wake up. It's ok, it was just a dream." a beautiful voice, dripping with concern, whispered to me.
My eyes flew open and I gasped, sucking in air I had apparently been keeping from myself. Propping myself up on my hands, I felt sweat dripping down my forehead and could feel the slight trembling in my body remained. What was that all about? I know Edward and Jacob aren't really fond of each other, to put it lightly, but neither had done something so terrible as to instigate the reactions I had just seen in my nightmare. At least they hadn't in reality. "Yet," I heard echo around my head.
Even with having not started the day off so well, I decided to shake it off and enjoy my last day with Edward. He, Carlisle, Emmett, and Jasper were going on a Cullen - Hale male bonding hunting trip, to a national park in northern California with an overpopulation of Mountain Lions. They were set to leave early Friday morning, and return home late on Sunday. Three days without my Edward.. I frowned at the thought, despising when we were so far apart. I looked up at his face for the first time, noticing the restrained concern he held. He was clearly worried about what had my subconscious upset, and I could only imagine what I had said in my sleep. I wasn't sure why he still tried to contain his emotions in front of me like this, though. It rarely - if ever - worked. I may be just a mortal, but come on, he should give me more credit than to think I wouldn't notice how deep his emotions ran sometimes. For instance, my complete lack of speech now had him looking at me like I may spontaneously combust. I giggled at the thought, and leaned up and out of bed to wrap my arms around him.
"I'm sorry I worried you. It was nothing, just a bad dream. I'm not upset over anything, I promise." I said, attempting to coax out my favorite crooked grin. "Maybe I shouldn't go hun-" he started, not entirely believing me. I rolled my eyes and cut him off mid-sentence, gently placing a finger on his lips to quiet him "You will do no such thing. You haven't hunted in too long, already, Edward. Go out there and bag some mountain lions! Have fun with your brothers and father. Relax. And stop worrying over my dreams. They mean nothing." He frowned. "Bella.. You seemed really upset. Are you sure?" I could sense he was torn, most likely wanting to be there to comfort me tonight if I had another nightmare. "I swear, Edward. It was a harmless dream. Besides, you're going to be gone..what? Three days? That's not too long, what can happen in three days?" Truthfully, I knew a lot could happen, and I was in no way completely comfortable with his leaving. I never felt as safe as when he was here. "A lot can, Bella." He responded in a hushed tone, voicing my thoughts. Sometimes I wondered if he was lying about not being able to read my mind..
We both knew I couldn't deny that. This was me we were talking about, I had worse luck than most. We'd both witnessed too many times just how much could happen in one day, let alone three. Hell, I could barely go 5 minutes without nearly fatally injuring myself in some way! But I knew if I told him this now, he'd only back out of his plans with his family and prolong his inevitable absence for hunting. I smirked at him, sudden desire taking over as I leaned in to give him a passionate kiss. He quickly kissed me back with as fierce a desire as I held. I pulled away after a while, purely out of need for air, and took that moment to finally reply to his negative comment in a flirty manner, "Then we shouldn't be wasting our time together, should we?" I grinned mischievously.
He smiled back at me, and I was happy to see the familiar and comforting crooked grin appear. I gave him another kiss, before hopping out of bed to take a shower and get ready for the day. I assumed we were going to be spending the day at his house. Emmett had gleefully reminded him yesterday that they were still in need of a wrestling rematch. Edward had groaned goodheartedly, amused, but getting tired of their many wrestling rematches. Emmett was quick to remind him that if he would stop cheating, there wouldn't be a need for another wrestling match, and he had loudly hushed Edward when he attempted to explain it wasn't as simple as just turning off his mind reading ability. Emmett would have none of it. I smiled at the memory, loving how energetic and out-going Emmett always was. A big kid.
As I was finishing getting ready in my room later, I started to feel uneasy again. I wanted to ignore it, but something felt very wrong. It suddenly dawned on me that my dream felt less like a nightmare of something that had happened, and more like a premonition of things to come. I shuddered at the thought, having to take deep breaths to keep from defiling my carpet in front of Edward. He was at my side immediately, "Are you okay, Bella? Are you going to be sick?" I shook my head, blushing deeply at his words. "I'm fine, I swear. I just thought of something.. unpleasant. I'm okay now." It wasn't all that far from the truth. But the thought of Edward and Jacob fighting each other to the death was not merely unpleasant to me, it was absolutely horrifying. He sighed, sitting down on my bed. "You know it's not too late for me to excuse myself from the hunting trip, right?"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his phone vibrated on my table and he grabbed it. I had a guess about who it was…and my suspicions were confirmed as he read it and grimaced, then laughed and shook his head. "Alice?" I questioned. He nodded, "'You're wrong, Edward. It's too late. If you do bail, you'll be the one paying for the new table we have to buy when Emmett breaks our current one. Again. Now stop with your constant worrying! You're giving Jasper a headache all the way from there!'" I laughed when he read me the text. Alice always got her way. Edward was not getting out of this hunting trip. "She's right, you know." I told him, "I'll be fine. I'll be safe at Jacob's tomorrow," he stiffened at Jacob's name, so I hurried to continue "I mean, he can protect me if the need arises. And I'll only be there a few hours before I'm back with Alice, Rosalie, and Esme for the weekend." He stared at me a minute, something flitting across his face too fast for me to pick up exactly what it was. "I know."
There was a moment of silence between us before he spoke again, "Bella, is it really, completely, necessary to go to Jacobs tomorrow?" he asked, almost in a pleading manner for me not to go. I sat down on my bed next to him, "Yes, it is, Edward. I haven't seen him in too long. I promise you, I am safe with him. You can trust him - I do. Mostly, I want to spend some time with him before my change." I chanced a glance sideways at him, and could see he wasn't going to push this. I was grateful for it. He turned his head to look at me and slowly nodded. He placed his hands on my face and tenderly kissed me. With that, he rose from my bed and offered me his hand. "Are you ready to go?" I nodded and happily took his hand, rising and moving towards my door. I was grateful the awkwardness was over.
As we descended the stairs together, still holding hands, my intuition once again flickered in warning of danger. The problem is, I had no idea what that danger may be, and I felt ill when I thought of the unlimited possibilities of what could potentially be waiting for me. I decided with certainty, though, as we walked out the front door, that I would not let this ruin the rest of my time with Edward. Whatever it was, I'd figure it out eventually. After all, I did have 3 vampires and a werewolf watching out for me. Not much of anything could get through them. So for now, I decided it was time to go watch the happy-go-lucky Emmett turn childish, as he pouted about Edward cheating again. A smile quickly spread across my face. I could already hear him making Edward promise him a rematch. Emmett was possibly the most entertaining distraction I knew, and I was more thankful for that than usual today.