Finally he pulled away, moving his hand from the lock on the back of my head, that was effectively holding me in place. I could still taste his breath in my mouth and it made me feel sick, having any sort of reminder of what he had just done. The shock finally wore off, turning into rage. My eyes shifted to glare at the boy in front of me as I swung up a fist to hit him in the jaw - putting all of my force behind the hit. Though, instead of hearing the groan of pain from him, I heard a crunch from my own wrist. Pain soon followed suit, shooting up from my wrist to my elbow in an agonising feeling.
"Oww!" I yelled in pain, grabbing my bad wrist with my spare hand and jumping away from him, hopping on the balls of my feet as I tried to handle the pain. Immediate tears of pain sprung to my eyes, making their way past my waterline and trickling down my face.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Jacob's worried voice came from behind me, followed with a hand on my shoulder. I immediately jerked away from his touch, stumbling forward a few paces.
"Don't touch me!" I snapped through gritted teeth, squeezing my eyes shut and holding my wrist closely to my chest. I breathed heavily through my teeth for some time, before the pain started to go down slightly, enough for me to make sense of my surroundings and other things. Jacob had been watching me the whole time - I knew that without even looking at him, though when my eyes finally did land on the overgrown teenager, they were filled with a hate he had probably never even seen from me.
"Does it hurt? Let me have a look, I think you've broken it." He stepped forwards, hands outstretched for my arm. Once again I stumbled backwards away from him, giving him the harshest glare I could manage.
"Oh come on, Bells, it was just a kiss." He rolled his eyes. "I bet it's better than kissing that bloodsucker all the time." His comment made something snap further inside me, and I kicked some rocks in his direction.
"It wasn't, actually. Doesn't even come close." I spat, before abruptly turning around and heading towards the border. I knew it would be a long walk on my own, though I couldn't stand to be near Jacob any longer.
"Where are you going?!" He yelled after me, now starting to follow behind me, evident by the crunches in the sand from his footsteps.
"Home." I growled through gritted teeth, trying to copy what Emmett sounded like when he was mad at Edward or his other brother, Jasper.
"Oh come on, that's miles away, Bella. At least let me drive you back." A warm hand grabbed my arm, forcing me to a stop when the grip kept tight.
"If you want to live any longer I suggest you get off of me now." Once again, trying to sound like an angry vampire, the words like bullets flew towards him when my head snapped back to look at Jacob.
"Bella, get in the car. You can't walk all this way by yourself." He insisted, clearly not going to give up any time soon. After an internal debate I groaned, sharply pulling my arm from his grip and walking back towards his car.
"It's your funeral when Edward gets back." I warned, though my tone was almost urging him to get killed, not in the mood to even try to be polite to him anymore. I climbed into the passenger seat, being careful not to hurt my wrist any further, and reached over to shut the door with my good hand.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Jacob rolled his eyes, getting into the driver's side and shutting the door behind him. The engine roared to life before the car started heading down the road, letting us finally leave the beach behind us.
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As soon as he pulled up to the house, I swung the door open with my good hand and jumped out, hissing in pain when my wrist hit against the car on my way down. My hand dug in my pocket for my keys as I walked up the steps of the porch, ignoring Jacob who had matched my pace to keep right behind me. After fumbling with the keys for some moments, the door finally opened, allowing me to stumble inside, still ignoring the dog behind me.
"Bella? That you?" I heard Charlie call from the living room - probably watching another game that was on. I slammed the door behind me since Jacob had already come in, not caring about being polite for the moment.
"Yeah." I called back through gritted teeth, heading towards the kitchen.
"Hey Charlie!" Jacob's voice sounded friendly as he went to greet my father, which made me feel even more angry. How he could act like nothing had happened, especially around my father. After a moment, he must've followed me into the kitchen, as his hand was on my shoulder again.
"Get off of me!" I yelled, shoving his arm away harshly, not even wanting him near me. "Just go Jacob! I don't want you here! Leave me alone!" I turned to glare at him, still holding my wrist to my chest.
"Woah woah woah, what's going on?" Charlie stepped into the room, concern stretched across his face as he looked between the two of us stood in the kitchen. His eyes glanced over me, before locking on my wrist. "Are you okay?"
I opened my mouth to answer, though Jacob was already speaking before I had a chance to. "There was a little misunderstanding between us." He said, the stupid dumb grin on his face, still.
"What misunderstanding? Anything I need to know of?"
"I kissed Bella, she hit me and hurt her hand."
The laughter that filled the room left me staring blankly at my father, more tears building up as I stared. Hurt and betrayal swum around my mind as I sniffed, wiping my eyes with my hand. Charlie was my dad. If anything, he should have been yelling at Jacob for what he had done, not laughing and encouraging his behaviour. I'd have thought Charlie would have been mad, though it was evident he was finding my pain funny. Jacob and Charlie stopped laughing after a moment, though they both seemed to be humoured by what had happened.
"So you find this funny? The fact that he hurt me!" I snapped at my father, glaring at him as more tears ran down my face. My wrist had started to throb with pain, though I tried to ignore it as I stared my father down.
"Oh come on Bella don't be so over dramatic, it was just a kiss." Charlie defended, rolling his eyes.
"I didn't want him to kiss me!" I yelled, shouting louder than before. "You're my dad! You're meant to be here for me if I'm hurt! Not laugh with the person who hurt me, at me!" The words exploded from me, and before I knew what was happening I had grabbed my cell off of the counter, making my way towards the door.
"Don't take that tone with me, you know it wasn't like that. Where do you think you're going?" Charlie questioned in a gruff voice, following behind me towards the front door.
"Somewhere people care about me!" I snapped, throwing the front door open so harshly it slammed back against the wall harshly, as I made it out onto the porch.
"Bella! Get back in this house right now!" He demanded, crossing his arms where he stood on the porch of the house. I ignored him, gritting my teeth as I stomped over to my truck. Soon enough, the roar of the engine drowned out anything else that was being yelled towards me, and I pulled out into the street, pulling away and heading towards the Cullen's house.
I knew Edward had been roped into another hunting trip with his adoptive sisters and mother, only leaving the other males of the family behind. I wasn't planning to visit the house at all since Edward wasn't there, but Carlisle was the only doctor I could tolerate in Forks. He had seen his fair share of my accidents while I had been there, though he had become even more helpful since I had been with Edward.
As I drew closer to the house, I started to worry. All of the anger seemed to fade from my body, leaving behind guilt, hurt, and betrayal. What if they thought it was funny too? I couldn't handle anybody else going against me in such a short period of time, I began to wonder if I was wasting my time going there. Though, I knew it was too late, as I pulled away from the main roads of the town, and into the woodland area where the Cullen's lived.
Once the ancient truck had pulled up outside of her beautiful house, I sat in silence for a minute, my mind running through my options. I knew I wouldn't be able to head back now - they all would know why I've come, and would certainly come outside to check on me if I didn't go in. Just going in and sorting out my wrist was an option, but when Carlisle would inevitably ask how I had hurt my wrist, I wouldn't have anything to say. Lying wasn't one of my strengths, especially on the spot. And with Jasper's ability, they'd find out I was lying soon enough. I didn't want to tell them, though. If my own father found it funny, certainly they would too. A deep frustrated sigh escaped my lips and I put my head in my hand for a moment, groaning to myself. After I was certain I had spent too long in the truck, I sat up and got out - once again being careful not to hurt my wrist further on the way down.
It wasn't long before I had reached the door of the house, taking in a deep breath and opening the door. I knew it wouldn't be locked, they had no need to lock the doors - in a house of vampires, nothing unwanted would even make it close to their property. I quickly wiped my eyes as I stepped inside, realising that wouldn't help my case if I was to try lying.
"Bella! I didn't realise you were coming over this evening." I was met by Carlisle's caring and compassionate voice, to which I realised was coming from where he stood by the stairs. He looked quite happy, though concern was definitely embedded in the look he gave me. "Is everything alright?"
I nodded my head, taking in a deep shuddering breath. "Yeah, uhm...not to be a pain, but would you mind looking at my wrist? I think I broke it, and didn't want to go to the hospital about it…" I asked quietly, not wanting to cause the kind Doctor trouble.
"Yes of course, you're not being a pain, come on let's take a look." He lead me over into their stunningly clean kitchen - though I guess if it's never used, it'd never be dirty. I kept my eyes locked on the floor as I walked, clenching my jaw so the tears threatening to reappear would leave me alone.
"Bella." Another voice greeted curtly, causing me to look up at the vampire stood in front of me. Worry and confusion was written in the texan's expression, causing me to guess he had suspected something suspicious from the way I was feeling.
"Evening, Jasper." I smiled shyly at him, moving to lean against the counter in the kitchen, as Carlisle sorted out whatever things he needed. Luckily he had finished before Jasper started questioning me, and moved to stand beside me at the counter. He and Jasper shared a glance as he passed him, though I disregarded it and looked downwards, leaving me to guess that Jasper was trying to tell him something about me.
"Alright, Bella, could you put your wrist on the side please? I'll try not to hurt it too much, though I do need to see how much damage there is." Carlisle explained, his voice calm, obviously using the tone he used with all of his patients. As the doctor started to evaluate the situation on my hand, Jasper walked over towards the sink at a human pace, filling up a glass of water, before turning back around and holding it out to me.
"Thank you." I smiled, reaching out to the the glass with my good hand, and placing it to my lips. I hadn't realised how thirsty I was until then, guessing it was from all of the crying. After half of the water in the glass was gone, I placed it gently on the side beside me, wincing slightly when Carlisle moved my wrist in a certain way.
"Sorry." He quickly apologised, seeing my discomfort. "Well, luckily nothing is broken. Just seems like a pretty bad sprain. I'll go and get something to wrap it up with, and something for the pain." He smiled politely at me as he moved away, though I could tell that the concern was still there. "If you'd like to stay here tonight that's fine, you can have Edward's room. If not, either Jasper, Emmett, or myself can drive you home. I'd rather you didn't drive. With your wrist and the medicine, it wouldn't be too easy for you." I nodded my head, letting out another quiet sigh.
"Would it be okay if I stayed? I don't want to go home tonight…" I mumbled, once again catching the glance that the two vampires shared with each other.
"Bella…" Jasper started, worry coating his southern drawl. "This isn't because of Charlie...is it? You know there's people here for you…we're here for you…"
My head immediately started shaking, realising how he could have caught the wrong idea. "No! No…no it wasn't Charlie." I answered, swallowing harshly. The realisation soon came to me that I'd have to tell them, causing the anxiety to crawl on top of me again. Jasper must've seen this, sending another quite harsh look towards Carlisle. Before he could question me again, the door opened on the other side of the room, Emmett strolling in. He noticed my wrist and grinned, walking over towards us.
"Try to walk and chew gum at the same time, Bella?" He teased, a grin on his face as he moved to stand beside me. Jasper seemed to send a look towards Jasper, though his carefree brother didn't seem to change, even if he had got it.
"No...punched a werewolf in the face." I grinned ever so slightly, though the dread was creeping in, as I realised I would definitely have to tell them. I hadn't even realised, though Carlisle had started wrapping my hand, keeping his fingers gentle so I didn't feel anything.
"Why on earth would you do that?" Jasper asked, his eyes watching me cautiously.
I swallowed harshly, shrugging as I looked at the floor. They seemed to get that I didn't want to answer them, as a gentle hand was placed on my shoulder, rubbing small circles into my arm with their thumb. After a moment I guessed I had to say, and sighed, closing my eyes for a moment. "Jacob kissed me…"
The room went a deadly silent, the only noise in the room being my heartbeat, racing in my ears. I knew it was a mistake telling them, I should have just gone home. They'd blame me of cheating for sure, Edward should be the only one I kiss. Soon enough Edward was all that ran through my mind, and that made me feel worse.
"Did you want him to kiss you?" Carlisle's sharp voice broke through the silence of the room, and I shook my head slowly. Two low growls filled the room and I felt my hands start to shake.
"I-I couldn't stop him!" I choked out, tears spilling over my waterline again. "He was s-so strong! I hit and shoved him but he wouldn't get off me! I just...I had to let him…." My whole body was trembling as I spoke, now panicking. After I had spoken, Emmett's fist slammed down on the counter harshly, causing a crack to appear in the marble.
"Was that the one Edward left you with today?! To protect you?!" Emmett roared, his face a perfect example of rage. I flinched as he yelled, leaning back further against the counter. I nodded my head shakily, my gaze darting between the three vampires in the room. Without saying anything else Emmett turned around, storming towards the exit of the house.
"Where are you going?" I choked out, worried he'd do something that he would regret.
"Wolf hunting." He growled, kicking a chair across the room as he went.
"But the treaty!" I exclaimed, finally grabbing the attention of Carlisle, who had been stood still the entire time.
"Emmett, she's right. You can't go. Not now, anyways." Carlisle said, his voice leaving no option of choice for Emmett. The larger vampire growled, obviously annoyed, and stormed back over towards the rest of us, taking a spot beside Jasper.
My shaking had only worsened over the whole ordeal, tears now running down my cheeks. Carlisle stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, his cold hands rubbing up and down my back in a soothing motion. I sighed, leaning my head against his chest and let him hold me there, grateful for the hug.
"Then we tell Charlie! Surely enough there's nothing stopping him from murdering the bastard!" Emmett snapped, causing me to stiffen in Carlisle's arms.
"Charlie already knows." I whispered, taking in a deep breath. I stepped away from Carlisle and looked back at the others. As my emotions started to skyrocket, an unnatural calm started to settle on me, and I knew exactly who it was. I sent a thankful look towards Jasper, who then moved to stand beside me with his hand on my shoulder, so he could properly help me.
"I assume he's already dead, then." The southern drawl snarled from beside me, just as furious as Emmett was. I let out a breath and shook my head, more tears falling as I thought over what had happened in my head. The memory wouldn't leave my thoughts, looping in my head, like an onslaught of waves in a stormy ocean.
"No….he laughed at me." I whispered, causing the second deadly silence of that night. "He found it funny that I broke my hand...said I was overreacting from what he did. It was 'just a kiss'." I quoted, my voice shaky.
This time, it was neither Jasper nor Emmett that reacted. Instead, the usually calm doctor growled, bearing his teeth in a fierce notion. "He laughed?!" He yelled, causing me to flinch. "He's your father!"
I had never thought of Carlisle as scary. He was one of the kindest people I knew, especially considering what he is. He had always helped me if I was hurt - which is how we had met in the first place. He was just so good natured and kind, always there if you needed him. I had been nervous the first time I had visited Edward's house. Of course, I had seen the doctor before, though we had never met properly. Before being introduced, I did feel some fear towards the man. Though - that wasn't fear of him. It was a fear of what he thought of me. If he didn't like me, then me and Edward probably wouldn't be able to see each other. But he had. And he was so kind.
Though, looking at the man now, I saw a glimpse behind the facade he had worked to build himself over so many years. It was the angriest I had ever seen him, and I'm sure he wouldn't hesitate to rip Jacob to shreds if he was anywhere near.
He must've seen that I was slightly startled by him, so he toned it down lightly, even if it was still obvious how mad he was.
"You don't have to go back there until you want to." He said, moving to stand in front of me. His cold hand took my shaking one in his own, looking into my eyes with concern for me. "You're welcome here as long as you like." He reached forward and wrapped his arms around me, leaning down to kiss my head gently. My arms wrapped around his middle gently, a small grateful smile on my face. "Thank you."
After a moment he pulled away, smiling gently, though concern was still burned into his eyes.
"I completely forgot, your medicine. I'll go and get you some now." As quick as he had finished speaking, he was gone, upstairs in his office - I presumed - looking for some pills.
Another pair of arms wrapped around me and pulled me to a stone chest, the body of which swaying the both of us gently.
"Bella I'm sorry….me and Jasper will sort out something for you." Emmett said gently, his own lips kissing my hair gently. "Are you sure you don't want me to kill him?" He offered, causing me to laugh quietly, though I shook my head.
"No thank you, I don't want you to get hurt." After a moment both Jasper and Emmett broke into laugher, causing me to look at them strangely. "What? I don't want you two getting hurt."
Jasper rolled his eyes gently, loosely wrapping his own arms around me, taking his turn for the hug. "They're just some overgrown dogs, darlin'." He said with another chuckle. "Besides, we'd kill anything for you. It wouldn't be hard, nothing's too hard for our little sister."
Hiya! Yes I know, I'm posting again! It's so great to get something else out, I've been waiting forever! But here's something else! Now, this might just stay at a one-shot, though if enough people like it I'll carry on. Maybe with the girl's reaction and Edward's. Thank you all for reading, it means a lot! Please do review this for me, let me know what you loved and what I can improve on! Also, let me know if you want more of this, or something completely different! I take all suggestions into account, so please do leave me some!
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