Summary: Takes place at the end of New Moon. What if Jake didn't control himself when he took Bella's motorcycle to her house and attacked her? How would Edward handle it?

JACOB LOVERS MIGHT NOT WANT TO READ THIS...SORRY.

Lose It

Chapter 1: Seeing RED.

(This picks up where Edward gets Bella and takes her home from work at the end of New Moon.)

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EPOV:

As Bella and I were driving to her house, she started venting her anger.

"It's just plain rude!" she yelled. "Downright insulting!"

I sighed.

"Billy said he didn't want to talk to me," she was so aggravated, and staring out at the trees whizzing by.

"That he was there, and wouldn't walk three steps to get to the phone! Usually Billy just says he's out or busy or sleeping or something. I mean, it's not like I didn't know he was lying to me, but at least it was a polite way to handle it. I guess Billy hates me now, too. It's not fair!"

This time I had to say something. "It's not you Bella," I said in a quiet voice, "Nobody hates you."

"Feels that way," she was being stubborn. She crossed her arms across her chest and pouted.

"Jacob knows we're back, and I'm sure that he's ascertained that I'm with you." I stated, "He won't come anywhere near me. The enmity is rooted too deeply."

Now she wanted to speak, so I let her.

"That's stupid. He knows you're not," she paused, "Like other vampires."

I sighed again.

"There's still good reason to keep a safe distance." She was staring again. I waited a few moments before I spoke again.

"Bella," I started and continued quietly, "We are what we are. I can control myself, but I doubt he can. He's very young. It would most likely turn into a fight, and I don't know if I could stop it before I k--" I stopped there. "Before I hurt him. You would be unhappy. I don't want that to happen."

She stopped, and appeared to be thinking. Then a light came to her face and then it darkened.

"Edward Cullen," she was whispering, "Were you about to say 'killed him'? Were you?"

I looked away. Trying to hide my expression from those very observant, chocolate brown, deep and luscious eyes. The red light turned green and I pulled away, rather slow for my normal way of driving, then spoke,

"I would try…very hard…not to do that,"

I could tell she was gaping at me. But I didn't look at her face. I looked at the road in front of me, and slowed to a stop at the street corner stop sign.

"Well," she started, but took a deep breath of air and shook her head from side to side, "Nothing like that is ever going to happen, so there's no reason to worry about it. And you know Charlie's staring at the clock right now. You'd better get me home before I get in more trouble for being late."

She smiled at me. Her heart starting to beat erratically. But I was not smiling back. I was looking straight ahead, with an emotionless mask on my face. Charlie was having some disciplinary thoughts about his daughter. And soon I saw why.

"You're already in more trouble, Bella." I whispered.

She slid close to me and clutched my arm.

"What? What is it?" She asked in a panicked voice.

I took an unneeded breath, "Charlie…"

"My dad?!" she bellowed.

I looked at her, a calm expression on my face. She seemed to relax a little.

" Charlie," I started again," Is probably not going to kill you, but he's thinking about it."

I started forwards again, but passed her house and pulled up in front of the trees.

"What did I do?" She gasped.

As I looked back at the house, I could tell she looked too.

And there it stood, in all of it's glory. Her motorcycle.

Then I heard Bella's appalled voice.

"No!" She gasped, then continued, "Why? Why would Jacob do this to me?"

Tears of betrayal ran down her face, and it took a moment for her to compose herself.

"Is he still here?" she hissed.

"Yes, he's waiting for us there." I said, and tilted my head in the direction of path in the trees.

She jumped out, ready for combat. She had her hands in fists ready for the first punch.

I got out quickly and grabbed her around the waist.

She screamed at me to let her go. But I didn't. "I'm going to murder him! Traitor!" she screamed towards the trees.

I tried to warn her about her dad hearing, to no avail. "And once he gets you inside, he may brick over the doorway."

She glanced back to her house. She was seeing red.

"Just give me one round with Jacob, and then I'll deal with Charlie." She said as she struggled to get out of my grasp.

"Jacob Black wants to see me. That's why he's still here."

That made her stop.

"Talk?" she inquired.

"More or less." I answered.

"How much more?" she countered.

I moved her hair out of her face. "Don't worry, he's not here to fight me. He's acting as…spokesperson for the pack."

"Oh." Was all she replied.

I looked back at her house, tightened my grip on her and pulled her towards the path in the trees.

"We should hurry. Charlie's getting impatient."

Just as I had presumed, Jacob was waiting just up the path. He was leaning on a mossy tree, his face a mask of hatred. He looked at Bella, then at me, a disgusted look on his face.

As he moved away from the tree, his face contorted into a sneer, hands clenched into fists, standing on the balls of his feet. As soon as I saw him I stopped. I turned a little, shifting so that Bella was behind me. I could feel her lean around me.

Jacob spoke first.

"Bella," he acknowledged, always keeping his eyes on me.

"Why?" I heard Bella whisper from behind me, "How could you do this to me, Jacob?"

The emotionless look on his face disappeared. But a hard look still remained.

"What is that supposed to mean? Do you want Charlie to strangle me? Or did you just want him to have a heart attack like Harry? No matter how mad you are at me, how could you do this to him?"

Jacob winced at the blow, and I heard his thoughts.

"Everything would have worked out if the leech didn't come back, I didn't want anyone hurt, I just wanted Bella to be grounded or something. So she wouldn't be so attached to that bloodsucker all of the freaking time."

So I spoke what he thought.

I could see the hate and repulsion in his eyes as I finished my statement.

"Aw, Jake!" Bella groaned. "I'm already grounded! Why do you think I haven't been down to La Push to kick your butt for avoiding my phone calls?"

He looked at Bella, confusion written all over his face. "That's why?" then he shut his mouth. Regretting he said anything at all.

"He thought I wouldn't let you, not Charlie." I explained the inner workings of his mind once again.

"Stop that," He snapped.

I stayed quiet.

He shuddered once, and gritted his teeth as hard as he had his fists.

I could tell he was losing control. I shifted Bella all of the way behind me.

"Jake?" she asked worried.

He now had his fists against his forehead, trying to gain control over himself. It looked like he wasn't winning.

Bella stepped forward, swatting at my hands and arms when I tried to grab her.

Soon his whole body was vibrating.

Then, he burst into a humongous russet wolf, throwing Bella mercilessly to the ground.

"NO!" I yelled.

She let out a bloodcurdling scream. The Jacob/wolf and I looked at her, but before I could realize what was happening, he had jumped on her little body and started clawing at her.

I got to them as fast as I could, pulled Jacob off of her, and took him head on, growling furiously.

He was strong. But I had to overcome.

Bella lay on the moist forest ground bleeding profusely from the deep gashes in her torso whimpering while Jacob and I fought.

It broke my heart.

I clawed at him, and ripped his arm open, he howled in pain as he started to bleed. The stench was horrible! Then he took a swipe at me, missing me by mere inches. I punched him right in the gut. He clawed my chest. I snapped at his neck, almost getting him, but he jerked away. Falling onto the forest floor. I towered over him now. Easy kill. I was contemplating on finishing him off when I looked at my dearest Bella. She would not want me to do this. I could see her pleading eyes. They held so much pain. That stopped me right in my tracks. Bella first, Think of Bella first. I sprinted over to where she was, still, and lying limp her eyes barely open.

My breath caught. She looked worse than she did in Phoenix.

She was losing too much blood. I held my breath, not wanting to let the monster inside get the better of me.

As I picked her up and ran for my Volvo, leaving Jake lying there on the forest floor, she whispered my name, and that she loved me. If I wasn't sobbing before, I was now.

I set her in the passenger's seat, shut her door and ran to my side of the car.

As I started the engine and sped off I heard a loud howl.

I took out my cell and dialed Alice.

I noticed my hands shaking. Something that had never happened before.

She answered on the second ring.

"Hello?" she asked

"Alice," I said. I could tell my voice was frantic, "Have Carlisle get out all of the medical supplies he will need. Jacob attacked Bella."

"Oh my GOD!" she screamed. "How bad is it?"

"Worse than in Phoenix. She doesn't look good at all." I looked over at Bella, her fragile body torn and mangled up, all by the mutt she called her best friend. I let out a sob.

"Oh my God…" she repeated.

"We are fixing to be there. Go make sure everything is in order. I don't think that there is much time left." even I could hear the distress in my voice.

And with that said I hung up.

Bella whimpered. She was hurt bad. I accelerated to 190 mph. shortly reaching the drive.

As I pulled up to the house, our family gathered outside. Mentally and emotionally preparing themselves for the worst.

Bella moaned, I muttered an apology.

As I got to her side of the car, I gently picked her up, and carried her up the steps of our home.

My shirt was drenched in her blood, Jasper tensed, putting all his self-control into not attacking.

As soon as I was at my room, I walked in and set her still body down on my black leather couch.

She looked at me with pleading eyes, "Don't leave me." she whispered. I sat on the floor at the end of the couch, and kept whispering reassurances.

Carlisle headed to work trying to repair my angel. He pulled out a roll of gauze and some sterilizer, along with some morphine and stitching supplies.

"Edward," Carlisle called my name quietly, "Pull her shirt off of her. I can't get to the wounds to clean and close them if it is over them."

I leaned forward, carefully and gently pulling her shirt over her head, being sure not to hurt her any more than she was already. Her wounds looked even worse.

"Alice," I summoned her in a hushed tone, "Here, please take this and get Bella some clean clothes." I asked her when she arrived.

She nodded silently, and walked out of the room, leaving Carlisle, myself, and a damaged Bella.

"Edward, from as much as I can see, Bella will be fine. But it's not for certain. Keep your eye on her. If you need to leave to go hunt, just tell me, and I'll stay with her until you get back, OK?"

I kneeled there, holding Bella's hand while Carlisle poked and prodded at her still form, praying silently to any God there was, "Please, don't take her away from me…"

The outcome didn't look good. Even with what Alice had said, I was doubtful.

There would be hell to pay for that mutt if she didn't survive.

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