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Chapter 1

Phone Calls

Bella's POV

"Swan residence," Jacob said, his husky voice low and intense.

My heart faltered at the sound of his voice. His eyes never left my face as he listened on the phone. I wasn't sure if I hated that phone or if I was grateful for the interruption. I was furiously biting my bottom lip as I tried to use the time to figure out what I wanted before he hung up, but I knew it was impossible to do so in such a short time.

"Charlie isn't here," Jacob said in a flat voice. His eyes were still on me but he wasn't looking at me anymore. He was just staring at me blankly, his eyes distant and cold. I hated that look on him; it was Sam's look, not my Jacob's. A twinge of anger shot through me. I hated whoever caused him to react this way. I held out my hand for the phone in my urge to take away that look from him, but Jacob just stared at it.

"Jake, who is it?" I asked attempting to pull his attention back to me. This time, his eyes only avoided mine. I reached my hand towards his in an attempt to take the phone. It was useless, his grip only tightened. "Jake, give me the phone right now," I demanded as I tapped my right foot on the floor impatiently. His free hand moved from my face and reached to cover the phone as he spoke to me.

"I don't think you should speak to this particular…" he paused as if considering his words "…being." He moved his hand to speak on the phone. "He's at a funeral." I was now annoyed. I could hear a voice through the phone but I couldn't make out who it was.

"You can't tell me who I speak to or not. Give me the phone right now Jacob Black" I dropped all my annoyance into my words.

With a sad look he handed me the phone. "Bye Bells," He spat out as waves of shakes vibrated down his body. He hastily left my house slamming the door on his way out.

I stood there stunned for a second before I remembered the phone.

"Hello," I spoke into the phone, my mind still on Jacob. There was no response. "Who is this?" I tried again. After a few seconds the line went dead. I stared at the phone not sure what to make of what had happened.

Before I could even process at all Alice came in as graceful as ever but her expression wasn't quite right. Immediately I knew something was wrong. I quickly put the phone back and walked towards her.

"Alice," my voice shook as I spoke, "what is it?"

"Edward." She whispered. I wasn't sure if I heard her say it or if I just read her lips, but I was sure she said Edward. I forgot to breathe and the room started to spin. I forgot how to speak. I forgot how to function. Alice caught me before I fell due to my malfunctioning body and senses. She swiftly carried me and set me back down onto the couch in the living room. "Bella…" her voice trailed off as her face suddenly went blank. She was looking straight through me. I knew she was somewhere else when her face unexpectedly broke out into a huge smile.

"What did you see?" I whispered smiling back at her infectious smile.

Her eyes suddenly focused on me and she laughed. "Oh Bella," she said her voice like chiming bells "everything is perfect again, but I must go… Now," She stood up leaving me more confused.

"Wait, Alice, I don't understand. What's…"

"Don't worry," She interrupted as she pulled me in for a hug "I'll be back soon and you'll see." She looked at me again and smiled before disappearing through my door.

I sank down onto the couch as I tried to make sense of Alice. It was of course useless. The day wasn't even close to over and I was exhausted. I have been thinking of Edward too much. Surely this will cost me later. I had to stop thinking so I occupied myself by finishing up cleaning the house. I couldn't stop thinking though. Edward, Alice, Charlie, Jacob… Their names ran through my head in a furious circle making impossible for me to keep busy. Ed… he was too painful to think of. Alice was too confusing to even begin to make sense of. Charlie needed me the most right now, and Jacob was who I needed the most.

Jacob, I smiled at his name. He always made everything better. He was angry at me, but I couldn't help to wonder whether he would call me like last night just to make sure I was okay. Maybe I should call him. I hadn't noticed I had been pacing back and forth in my living room. I sank down on the couch. I was more tired than I realized and before I knew it sleep took over me.

Jacob's POV

Does she even realize what she's doing to me? I thought as I saw her pink little tongue snake out to lick her lips. Would she hate me if I kiss her now? Would I hate me if I don't kiss her now? My mind was running wild and I couldn't read her. Normally I was so attuned to her needs but at this moment I wasn't sure if it was I the only one who wanted this. I could kiss her and love every second of it, but mostly I wanted her to want it too. I couldn't do it now. Not while she was mad at me and I at her. Not while there was this bloodsucker here who surely made her think of him all over again. Although maybe a kiss is what she needs to finally make her see me. I was a mess in my head yet my body seemed to know what it wanted from her. I felt myself getting closer and no length of discussions in my mind was long enough to distract me from what I truly wanted from her. My lips were almost on hers and she stopped breathing. It was so easy, just one kiss. I felt her lips almost brush mine but it could've just been my imagination in anticipation.

RING!

Did the phone just ring? My thoughts were disrupted and that should've stopped me but I was crazy if I was to let this moment go. I kept my eyes on hers as I reached for the phone and answered.

"Swan residence," my voice came out lower than I expected but I was pleased to hear Bella's heart respond to me. The person on the phone was talking but my Bella kept my attention. She was biting her lip and my brain was fogged up wondering how she'd respond to me if I was biting her lip in a passionate kiss.

Suddenly I heard the icy tone coming from the phone asking for Charlie. I knew it had to be one of them. "Charlie isn't here" I responded as I fought my instincts and tried to stay calm.

"Jake, who is it?" Bella said. I couldn't look at her or I'd lose the fight to stay calm.

"Jacob please whatever you do, do not hand her the phone." That was all the confirmation I needed to know who I was talking to. Edward Fucking Cullen.

"Jake, give me the phone right now" Bella was looking at me as irritation took over her features.

I placed my hand over the phone so I could talk to her freely. "I don't think you should speak to this particular…" bloodsucker "…being."

At the same time the damn bloodsucker was speaking. "…I just wanted to speak to Charlie, not…"He seemed to hesitate saying her name and honestly I'd rather not even hear it come out of his mouth.

I interrupted quickly moving my hand from the phone. "He's at a funeral."

He was muttering thanks when my Bella spoke again. "You can't tell me who I speak to or not. Give me the phone right now Jacob Black" Her hand was now on her waist and her face was clearly mad.

He kept saying not to give her the phone and I was so close to losing the battle against staying calm. As much as I hated to give her the damn phone I did anyway. Not sure if I wanted to annoy him or if I was just as mad at her as she was at me.

"Bye Bells," I said as I felt myself losing all control and ran out the door and lost myself in trees.

Bella's POV

I woke up in terror, but I couldn't seem to recall what it was I was dreaming about. I felt confused and out of place as I glanced around. The house was dark, everything seemed way too quiet. I had the weird sensation I was being watched which caused a shiver to go down my body. I wanted nothing but to run to the lights, but something kept me in place. Something was wrong. I stayed frozen on the couch when suddenly there was a loud sound against the front door. An automatic scream rose out of me. I stayed frozen in place for a few minutes until I got the courage to go check it out. I looked out the front window but all seemed normal. I opened the door and found a tree branch on the door step. A tree branch? Really? I thought as I slammed the door close, irritated by my own reaction.

I reached for the phone and was surprised to see 23 missed calls, 13 messages, and 31 texts. I quickly browsed through the calls. 4 were from Charlie, 2 from Mike, 1 from my mother, and 16 from Jake. My heart did a little flip at the sight of Jakes name. What is wrong with me? I wondered as I slipped the phone into the back pocket of my jeans. Anxious to read the texts on my phone I hurried to my room. I opened my door and again I was struck with the same weird sensation I had earlier. I reached for the lights; my eyes quickly searched the room before I walked in. Everything seemed normal yet so different. I walked over to the open window and glanced out. The same old trees looked back at me. Shaking the bad feeling off I took my phone out and walked over to my bed settling in the middle to check my messages.

Charlie's message: "Bells don't wait for me I'll be staying in La Push for tonight. Stay safe and lock the doors and windows."

Great, he leaves me alone on the day I'm extra paranoid I thought as I hit delete and proceeded to the next message.

Mike's message: "Hey Bella, umm this is my second call; umm, I was wondering if umm, you would like to hang out today. Just call me back please."

Mike's icky voice seeped through my phone making me automatically wince at the thought of ever actually accepting his numerous date invitations. Delete! I hit without hesitation.

Jake's message #1: "Bells, sorry I ran out like that, please answer me don't be mad at me… What was I supposed to do after everything you can't expect me to so easily…? Ugh just call me I hate this voicemail thing."

I giggled at his distaste for messages. I continued to listen to the rest of his messages smiling just at the sound of his voice and making sure to save every single one.

Jake's message #5: "Sorry for calling so much but I'm getting worried now, it's okay if you're mad at me but just let me know you're okay please."

I loved how much he cared about me that even when we got mad at each other his worries about me overpowered his pride. Jake indeed was a perfect guy I thought as I proceeded to the next set of messages.

Jake's message #8: "BELLAAAAAA! Honey Come on… Call me! Please… I love you. Call me"

The way he always called me honey when he begged was one of the things about Jake I had grown addicted to.

Jake's message #11: If I don't get a call from you before midnight I am gonna head over there and make you talk to me.

Wow poor Jacob, I thought, I hated the worry tone in his voice. I glanced at the alarm clock next to me. It read 11:28 PM. My heart did a little flip at the thought of Jacob coming over tonight. Remembering the texts I quickly browsed through them. Several were from my mother and other several from Mike. The rest were from my Jacob. They pretty much read the same as the voice mails. Checking the time once more I decided to take a shower before Jacob showed up. I knew I should call him and ease his worry but honestly I wanted to see him.

Once in the shower allowed my mind to think about earlier. I can't believe I almost kissed Jake I thought. My body responded to the memory faster than my heart did. I felt a crazy, strong desire to be back in Jake's hold. To feel him near me and let his heat warm my whole body. I was breathing hard now and the water was running cold. I shivered as I tried to close the cold water to allow more hot water. I loved how heat reminded me of Jake. I knew I had to step out of the shower before I lost the battle with myself and gave in into not so innocent thoughts about Jake. I felt the hot water run down my body and I wondered what it would be like to feel Jake's heat surround my whole body. Without thinking a soft moan escaped me. By now I was holding on to the wall to keep steady. I knew I had to stop now. Jake would be here any second. I reluctantly turned off the water and stepped out into my towel. I quickly dried off and changed into a tank top and comfortable shorts.

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