Jake's Appearance
I don't own twilight or any of the characters.
I sat there with staring blankly at the TV while Edward talked with Carlisle in the dining room, away from my human ears. Just then I herd a familiar rumbling motor pull up in front of the house. "Well, this is perfect timing for the wolf to show up!" Rosalie spat, "Don't let him in…" she continued, but no one listened. Edward turned his head to the door, "Jacob is here to kill me," Edward said offhandedly. My face turned to one of horror. How could he? What is he thinking? What about the treaty? "Edward what…let him in I want to speak with him…" I said trying to compose my face. "Of course!" Edward was next to me in an instant, "Whatever you want, please don't strain yourself," he said soothingly, but I saw past his pretenses, he was in so much pain. I hated being the cause of it, but I cared for this little baby growing inside of me just as much as Edward. "I'll go greet him," Carlisle said and walked swiftly through the front door. I only caught certain words of their short conversation like "Bella…alive…Jacob…best time…later…" "Why not? Are we keeping secrets from Jacob, too? What's the point?" I croaked out. My throat was always dry and hot for some reason. I didn't hear any movement so I said, "Come in please, Jacob." I was now officially a Cullen; it was my house, too.
I turned my head, somewhat painfully to look in the entryway. At first I wondered whether it was really Jacob that had walked through the door, had he always been that huge? But the moment I saw him, I felt a sense of release in my chest. I felt that everyone I loved, save Charlie and Renee, was right here in this room with me. I looked up to his face, but was surprised, he wasn't looking at me, his jaw was dropped and he was gawking at Edward. I knew just what he was seeing. He was seeing the face Edward tried so hard to conceal from me, but with little luck. He was seeing Edward in pain. He was seeing my beautiful angel torn apart by my decisions. Then, as if he finally came to a conclusion, he turned his head slightly to face me. As he took the sight of me in, I thought I saw a sign of relief cross his face, but then as he looked closer, I knew he started to take in the full picture. How my skin was pasty and dark around my eyes. How my hair fell limply at my side, un-brushed. How my skin must have shined slightly form the sweat that plastered strands of my hair to the side of my face. He knew immediately something was wrong. I watched as different emotions flashed across his face. His expression made my stomach roll. My face felt red and my head heavy and suddenly felt dizzy. Rose swiftly moved something, hopefully inexpensive, under my mouth as I vomited into it. I immediately felt better physically and straightened up, looked to Jacob again. " Sorry about that." I whispered, embarrassed. Edward moaned quietly as if he was in pain. He slumped into my knees. I put my frail hands to his ice-cold cheek trying to tell him silently that everything was fine. Jacob presence seemed to make everything feel just fine.
Jacob took a few steps toward us, but stopped when Rose hissed a warning at him. " Rose, don't. It's fine." I said to her. She reluctantly retreated. "Bella, what's wrong?" he took my hands in is huge ones, "Are you all right?" Yes I'm fine. Nothing is wrong. I thought to myself. "I'm so glad you came to see me today, Jacob." I didn't want to tell him. I knew what his reaction would be. Edward moaned again, and I cradled his beautiful face. "What is it, Bella?" he pleaded. He deserved to know…I looked around for someone who could help me up so I could show him. "Help me up, Rose?" I asked her. She glared at Jake and I could tell she wanted so badly to lunge at him. To keep her calm, I spoke again. "Please, Rose." Rose came over to me and put her strong arm behind me for support. I shifted my weight to stand. "No," Jake's quiet voice came, "Don't get up…" I didn't want Jacob's mercy, I only felt he had the right to know. "I'm answering your question," I snapped. The blanket that had been concealing my stomach dropped to the floor when I stood.
I watched Jacob's face as he looked away from my face, down to my bloated stomach. I saw as his jaw dropped, and just to clarify, I wrapped my arms around my stomach, cradling my little nudger. I managed a weak smile, but Jacob face was one of complete horror. To fast to see, Edward moved to stand in front of Jacob. "Outside, Jacob," he snarled. Had I missed something? "Let's do this," he growled back as Emmet and Jasper went to stand behind Edward. "No." I gasped as I moved my clumsy swollen feet towards the two of them. I grabbed Edward's am, pleading.
"I just need to talk to him, Bella," he said trying to compose his face, and completely failing. His cool hand brushed my face along my jawbone. It felt so good since I had been running a slight fever. "Don't strain yourself. Please rest. We'll both be back in a few minutes." He said in a strained voice himself. I looked at his pained face and recalled that he had said, " We'll both be back." I let go of his arm and slide back to the couch. I looked at Jacob, trying to see if he would hold the same promise. "Behave, and then come back," I said, but they both just walked through the front door. I watched them out the window as Edward led him farther and farther away from the house.
Another roll of nausea ripped through my system. Without any command, Rose was there, holding a basin for me. "Thanks," I said breathlessly when I was finished. "What are they saying?" I asked to no one in particular. "They're too far away, I can't hear what they're saying," Carlisle responded. Out of range. No one would know if they fought. Who would win? Fire versus ice.