Alrighty! Here's chap 2 . . .
One correction I have to make: It was Harry Clearwater who died, not Henryslaps self on the head haha, silly me. Don't now why that name came to mind.
Disclaimer: You know . . .
Anyway . . . on with the story:
Chapter 2: Decisions
I woke up out of a nightmare. I dreamed that Edward wouldn't go through with it. He had refused. I could see my parents crying in the background. I shook my head, trying to forget. Edward had already agreed to changing me. I just had to say when. First things first, though. I had to let Charlie and Renee know. I was still a little iffy about it. I wasn't sure when would be the best time. I think that's the reason for my nightmares. It's been a week, and I was running out of time.
"Bella?" Edward had noticed I woke up.
"I'm awake."
"Another nightmare?"
"Yeah . . ." He kissed the back of my head, and held me tighter. "Edward . . . when should we tell him?"
"I'm not sure, but it better be soon." I sighed. I looked over at my clock, realizing it was five in the morning. I didn't see much of a point in staying in bed. Charlie would be awake in a little while, so I decided to get up. I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep again anyway.
"Tonight."
"What?"
"We'll tell him tonight. If I put this off for any longer, it may be too late." He looked at me in the darkness. He just smiled encouragingly, trying to reassure me that everything would be ok.
"Alright. I'll go let Carlisle know. We'll need as much preparation time as we can get." He wrapped me in his arms and kissed me lightly on the lips. He let go and walked to my window. "I'll come by later." I nodded, and he was gone in less time than it took me to blink.
I got ready for the day, a feeling of impending doom floating around me. I passed by Charlie's room a few times, and noticed that he was still asleep. After the fifth time, though, I could hear mumbling coming from behind the door. I'm not the kind of person to eavesdrop, but he sounded so depressed. I had to know if he was ok. I pressed my ear to the door. He was praying . . .
"God . . . please. Please let her get through this. Help me find a way to protect her. I'm a cop, but I can't do anything to save her. Please . . ." He spoke in between sobs. It was painful to listen. "Anything, I would do anything to save her . . . Please, send me some sort of miracle." This hurt me so much. I couldn't resist. I cried. The tears were silent, but they rolled down my cheeks as if I were sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't want to alert Charlie, so I quietly tip-toed back to my room.
I quietly closed the door to my room, leaning against the wall. He said he wanted a miracle. His prayer made my resolve absolute. I would tell him when he came back from work. There was no doubt about it anymore. Every part of me was sure that he would accept my decision with open arms. I took a deep breath, calming myself, and then walked out of the room. I pretended to just walk past the room when my dad emerged. His eyes were red and swollen. I didn't say anything, though. I didn't want to let him think I heard him.
"Good morning dad." I smiled at him, trying to make him feel better. He smiled back.
"Good morning Bells. Why are you up so early?"
"I dunno. I just woke up a few minutes ago. You want me to make you breakfast?"
"Sure. Thanks, Bella." I smiled at him again and went downstairs. I went about making breakfast, trying to keep my mind of the upcoming task. The less I thought about, the less of a chance I had to imagine his reaction. Once I was done, I sat down to eat. My dad sat with me after a few minutes. We ate in silence, until he was done and was about to leave. He came up to me and kissed me on the cheek.
"I'll see you when I come home, Bella."
"See ya later Dad." He walked out the door, leaving me without anything to do, causing the thoughts to come back. I grabbed my coat and my keys, wanting to leave the house for a while. I climbed into my truck, and began to drive aimlessly. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew where I was going. I didn't want to voice it out loud, though. If I did, I would end up turning the car around. I drove for a while until I reached my destination. I got out of the car, and walked up to the door. I knocked, aware that it was very early in the morning, but not caring. The door was opened, and the person standing in front of me had shock written all over his face.
"What are you doing here?"
"Hello to you too, Jacob."
"What do you want Bella?" He said, crossing his arms in front of him and leaning on the door frame. He towered over me, making me feel small and insignificant. I was in his territory, and he was in control.
"Can't I just come by to say hello?"
"No. You're with the bloodsuckers. You're not allowed here." This angered me more than anything he's ever said.
"That isn't fair Jacob. Edward doesn't have a problem with me seeing you. Why do you?" He didn't respond to this, being immature by looking away from me. "I'm going to be changed Jacob."
"WHAT?" That shook the immaturity right out.
"You heard me . . ."
"They're forcing you to choose aren't they?!"
"No! The only one who's making me choose is you!"
"Then why? Why Bella?" I was surprised that Billy hadn't told him.
"You don't know?"
"Know what?"
"I-I have cancer. Carlisle said that it's too advanced. Chemotherapy won't help. There's no other choice."
"There has to be another choice!"
"There isn't. Jacob, I need you to understand. Don't start a war with the Cullens for saving me. I know that the treaty says they can't bite anyone, but they're saving my life. Besides, you were the first to break the treaty, remember?"
"No." He was defensive. He did remember.
"You told me about them. You violated the treaty by making one of the 'pale faces' aware that there were vampires." He didn't know what to say to this. "The Cullens didn't start a war over that, did they? The least you could do in return is to let them change me." He still didn't respond. We stood there for a few minutes, until Billy appeared at the door.
"Bella?"
"Hi Billy."
"What re you doing here?" His voice was genuinely curious. It didn't have the malice that Jacob's did. There was an edge to it though.
"I came to let you know that Edward is going to bite me so I could become one of them." He seemed to understand better than Jacob.
"It's because of the cancer, isn't it?" I nodded.
"Please don't start a war with them over this. They're going to save my life this way. Please." Billy seemed to think this over for while. "Think about Charlie. I woke up and heard him praying this morning. You know he isn't religious. He prayed for a miracle. I have to stay alive somehow. The only way would be for them to change me. I have until the end of the month. I don't want to cause my parents any pain, Billy." He sighed deeply.
"Alright, Bella. I'll see what I can do." I knew he wasn't doing it for me, but for Charlie. I couldn't thank him, because Jacob spoke up first.
"How could you say that Dad? Out of all people! You''re going to let her go through with this?" He didn't wait for an answer. He stormed passed me, running into the woods.
"Thank you Billy."
"Don't thank me yet. I still have to talk it over with the others." I nodded and smiled at him. I left the reservation with a lighter heart. I kept having to take deep breaths as I made my way home.
When I got home, I quickly ran inside, since it had started raining. When I got to my room, I saw that Edward was there, waiting for me.
"Bella. Where have-" he must have caught my scent, because he continued to say, "Oh. Did you tell them?"
"Yeah. I asked Billy and Jacob not to start a war over you saving me. Jacob was completely against it, but Billy said he would try to convince the other Elders. There's a good chance that there won't be a war." He was very happy, because he stood up from my bed and wrapped me in his arms, kissing me passionately. The walls were down once more. I wrapped my arms around his neck, returning the kiss. When he pulled away, he whispered,
"Thank you Bella . . ." We spent the rest of the day preparing for the transformation. He helped me pack some clothes, and told me as much as he could about what I was going to experience. He went on about how painful it was, and how I may regret it later. I merely shrugged it off, telling him I would be perfectly fine. He kept trying to scare me away with the pain, but I had a comeback for that one. "Been there, done that, remember?" He just stared at me blankly, finally realizing that there was nothing he could do to change my mind.
By the time Charlie got home, Edward and I had finished all the preparations and were sitting in the living room, watching Interview With A Vampire, (a/n: I LOVE that movie). My dad walked into the room.
"Hello Bella, Edward." We stood to greet him, and I prepared my lie.
"Dad, Edward came over to tell me that Carlisle wants to talk to us about the cancer. He asked if we could go over to their house." My dad's face paled, probably feeling that it was going to be bad news. Whether or not it was good news all depended on his reaction.
"Ok Bella. We'll take the truck." I gave him my keys. Edward and I followed him nervously out the door. Edward went to the Volvo, while Charlie and I went to the truck. The drive took a while, and we were silent the entire time. I was afraid of saying anything, and I suppose Charlie was just afraid. When we reached the house, he showed the same reaction I did the first time I saw it. We went inside, and Carlisle was waiting in the living room. He stood to great us.
"Hello Charlie, how are you?"
"As good as can be expected, I guess." Carlisle smiled kindly. He signaled for us to follow to his office. Charlie was in awe at the size of it, probably thinking the same thing I had when I first entered it. He told us to sit down.
"Charlie, you know why I asked you to come, right?"
"Yes, they said it had to do with Bella's cancer."
"It's more than that, though. There is a way for us to save her." There was hidden meaning in the word 'us'. My father was immediately became anxious.
"Really? Well, what is it? What are you going to do?"
"Before we go through with anything, though, we have something to tell you. You may not believe us at first, and you may be angry, but remember that this is the only way to save Bella." My father just nodded, obviously ignoring half the sentence. Carlisle seemed to tell Edward to do it.
"Charlie . . ." Edward hesitated, unsure of what may happen. I squeezed his hand encouragingly. "I-My family, we aren't human. We are . . . vampires."
