Swan Or Not

Chapter 1

Bella POV

As I slowly walk across the Black's back yard to the four figures that stood at the edge of the woods, I noticed one of them to be Sam Uley; the arrogant fuck that not only found me in the woods when fucktard of boyfriend dumped my ass but also the supposed leader of the La Push gang.

"What did you do to him?" I shouted at Uley.

"What did we do? What did you do?" the man next to Uley shouted.

"I did nothing. He didn't want this." I yelled toward this mysterious man.

He just turn toward my direction practically eye-fucking me and began to laugh. What the fuck is he high? I had finally had enough stepping forward I struck the bastard as hard as I could. It shut him up but then he began to shake.

"Bella you need to step back." Uley shouted to me.

I stepped back a couple of feet only to trip over a log falling onto my ass. I finally looked up and my eyes met his and for some fucked up logical reason I couldn't hate him. Just then I heard someone shout my name. I turned to see who it was to find Jacob my so called best friend glaring at me pissed off.

"Isabella Marie, I fucken told you not to show your ass on the res!" Jacob yelled.

"That's interesting considering I haven't talk to you since we went to the movies. It was Billy that told me my ass wasn't wanted on the res. You know what I came here find out from you if it was true. Guess what? You just proved it! You can't restrict me from the res Jacob and you damn well know why. So you can take your fucked up excuses and shove them up your ass or I'll do it for you." I screamed at Jacob.

I turned around and stomped off to my truck; as I pulled out of the Black's driveway I felt the tears slowly roll down my cheeks. What the hell is going on? I need to go see my father. So I decided to call to see if he was home.

"Hello, Call residence" I heard my dad say.

"Daddy…sniffle…are you…home?" I asked

"Isa, what's wrong?" My dad asked.

"The Black's say I'm not allowed on the res. If I'm not allowed how can I visit you, mamma and Emmy?" I stuttered.

"Billy did what?' Dad shouted. 'Come to the house we have things to discuss." Dad told me.