Here's my rather twisted version of Twilight. Fates will be turned, friendships will be opposite, and it's completely unpredictable. Enjoy! ;)
"This is not going to work," I grumbled sourly.
Jacob shook his head. "I don't want to move anywhere right now. If it's such a big deal you can stay at Charlie's." Exasperated, he ran his hand through his thick dark hair.
I crossed my arms and starred up at him. "I just might."
"Go ahead. I think my room's too small for me even. It's not like I want to share it." He looked down at me with a slight smile.
"Jacob Black, this is not funny," I scolded.
"I'm serious, if we can't even attempt to live together, what's the point of getting married?" His brows smushed together.
"Jacob we're together, not engaged. When in the world did marriage even spark your mind? Uck." I shuddered.
" Bella be reasonable. Don't be shallow."
"I am not shallow. I just don't want to get married. Jeesh, I've only hung out with you for half a year. . . . Not to mention that only a month ago did I get over. . . ugh, Edward. Don't you see my point?" My eyes met with Jacob's far away eyes.
"Yeah, I get it. Whatever." He looked hurt.
"As always, you don't care." My words didn't help.
Jake's hands shook slightly. "Bella, just go."
I turned around angrily and stalked out the room. After pushing the creaky front door out of the way, I ran to my old friend, the truck. The weather reflected my mood; raining and warm. Sweat dewed up on my forehead. I leaned my head on the seat and let the cool damp air wash over my face. The speed restriction on my old truck actually bothered me. I wanted to bullet from La Push, not slug through it. Finally my worn vehicle crawled over to Forks.
I parked in front of Charlie's house and climbed out. It felt right being here; it was home. I hustled through the front door and took the stairs three at a time. Slamming and locking my bedroom door behind me, I found the comfort of my bed. I fell into a dreamless sleep.
I jolted awake for i don't know what. My room was dark as I scanned it. Nothing in here. I was about to go back to sleep when something pecked at my window, making a small ting.
I turned to stare at it with a scream stuck in my throat.
"Bella," the thing hissed.
Could it be Victoria, finally come to avenge her James? Stupidly, I walked over to whatever it was. I kept a careful distance from my window. First I saw my reflection, me in jeans and a cotton shirt. I squinted through the darkness to see what was on the other side.
I couldn't make sense of it. I tilted my head to the side to see if the thing would turn into something different. It didn't. It was the same shape and picture of perfection; Edward Cullen. Was my mind playing tricks on me? Was I going crazy? Maybe.
"Please Bella. Please open up the window and let me in.I. . . I need to tell you something," he pleaded.
"You can let yourself in. You did it before," I mumbled. He can't possibly really be here.
Edward pushed my window up and silently climbed into my room. My memory hadn't served me good when I tried to remember Edward. I had forgotten how angel-like he looked; his almost never ending youth and perfection.
His eyes blazed into mine, instantly dazzling me. My mind went blank. I felt myself tremble.
He carefully walked over to me and gently took my face in his hands. I shuddered at his cold touch. I was too used to Jacob's sweltering hot temperature. "I want you to take me back. To forgive me. I'll beg if I have to, "he said. His sweet breath stunned me further.
I starred wide eyed at him. He waited for me to say something. What could I say? I'd gotten over him, kinda, and was dating Jake. I want to be friends with Edward, but I also loved him. Too much. Jacob and I were tight. It was easy being with Jake. I want to be with Jacob and be friends with Edward. There's one problem though, Jacob being a werewolf and Edward a vampire ment that they were mortal enemies. Truly.
"I-I want to be your friend, but. . . "I stuttered.
"But what? "Edward asked softly with his musical voice.
"I'm dating Jacob Black." I added Jake's last name to hint at the werewolf issue. His grandfather was the pack Alpha in the last pack.
"Oh," Edward said shortly. He must have got it.
I looked down at the floor. I pulled away from Edward and plopped down on my bed. He fallowed me.
"I can still be your friend, "he said quietly.
"Okay," I muttered. I climbed into the covers and waited for Edward to leap out my window. Instead, he sat in my rocking chair and his gaze rested on me."Um. No, you're not staying here. Friends only." I pointed at myself and him. "So you gotta go."
He frowned, but nodded. "I get why," he said quietly and disappeared.
I sighed heavily and went back to sleep. With my luck, tomorrow wouldn't be any better.