A/N: Okay, I'd like to apologize, because I know this chapter is WAAYYY overdue, but I lost power for 8 days due to a freak October storm, but I hope this will take away your anger! I've written all the way up to chapter 14, and I promise chapter updates will not be this far apart. Okay, Now, I'd like to thank my Beta [Beta Reader] who had time to edit this chapter and take care of everything in her regular life! Hahah, get to reading.
Bella P.O.V
He still never answered me. I sent him an email more than once a day. In fact, the last one said "I know you must be mad at me for stalking you with these messages, but you have no idea how much I need to hear from you. I can't bare to live life like this anymore, pretending like you don't exist. You do exist Edward. You haven't left me, in one way yes, but not in the other. Please Edward, please? Bella."
As I sent that last message, my heart dropped from my chest. I knew he'd never answer me. I was so pathetic, such a begger. Nobody likes someone like that. I thought of him, opening my messages and laughing at me. I could imagine the amusement in his eyes as he saw how desperate I was to talk to him, virtually or whatnot. If only he knew. Surely Alice knew-she could see this happening as soon as they left no doubt. Maybe she didn't care enough to tell Edward, or maybe, maybe she was going to do something about it herself…of course that's just me and my high hopes, I was only going to be let down, something that I should be used to by now. Being let down, falling back into someone's arms only to find out they had moved away, not willing to catch you anymore.
"Bella, I know you have things to do, but if you could please call me as soon as you get this? Thanks, Mom." My buzzing envelope told me. I shut the computer and held it comfortably on my side before walking down the stairs. I took the phone off the hook and punched in Renee's number. It rang about 6 times before I heard my mom answer.
"Bella!" She said.
"Yeah, it's me." Who else? "Hi mom."
"Honey, how would you feel if I told you Phil got a vacation! He's off for about two weeks!" She said. I didn't know how, or why this affected me in any way, shape or form.
"Uh, great?" I wasn't sure what kind of reaction she was looking for.
"Do you know what that means?" I could see her jumping up and down in excitement on the other end now, just getting to the climax of her story.
"No, not really." I admitted to her.
She huffed out a big sigh, and all in one said "I'm coming to visit you!" I was too stunned to answer, so I chickened out.
"That's great mom, awesome! Someone's calling, but I talk to you later?" I hung up before she could interrogate me some more.
My mom, is coming, to visit, me, in Forks? She was going to physically see me! She was going to know I'd been lying to her, Charlie would tell her. She'd see me in this awful state of depression, and worst of all, she'd see me mourning over him.
I sat down on the wall where the hook to the phone was. I breathed in and out as my head pounded, looking for a solution that was impossible. It was stupid to give her the sweetened version of my life, because that's what she is going to be expecting. If I fake it (which I don't know that I can) Charlie will think I like her more, and he'd force me to go live with her-again.
I tried to think of people to talk to, all the people I used to love. Angela was up there, but not close enough. Who else was there? Not Jessica, if I asked Mike, he'd be more than willing, but it would end up on him asking me on a date.
All the people I trusted, left because they didn't trust me.
I thought about how lucky other people were. My dad, he had so many friends. He had all his buddies down at the station, he had Harry, and Billy, and so many more. I thought that over for a second. Billy-he had a son-JACOB! Jacob would surely know how to cheer me up! I hadn't ever made a deep relationship with the kid, but he seemed nice enough to me. Maybe, just maybe he'd know what I was going through. His dad was someone who knew about the Cullens, maybe Jacob had learned to except the treaty as well.
I set my computer on the ground before walking over to the fridge. It always had emergency contacts on it, one of them was Billy's house number. I ripped the list out from under the black and gold magnet and took it over to the phone. I studied the numbers and then, digit by digit typed the address into the phone. RRIINNGG RRIINNGG RRIINNGG RRIINNGG before I heard Billy's voice.
"Hey Charlie. Thought you were at work?"
"Hi, Billy it's actually me, Bella." I sure was using a lot of words this week.
"Oh hi Bella, is there an emergency?" He asked. I mentally laughed; was I only aloud to call him for emergencies?
"No, I was just wondering; is Jacob there?" I bit my lip while waiting for a response. I'd of called him Jake, but it seemed to personal a nickname, so I kept it official.
"Uh, yeah you want to talk to him?" He asked.
"If I could?"
"One second Bella." And that one second lasted two and a half lifetimes.
"Hey, Bella!" His husky voice said with a little too much excitement than needed.
"Hey Jake. We haven't really talked, or seen each other in a while. I was just calling to see if you wanted to hang out?" I was nervous that he would reject me, and I would feel stupid, on top of everything else.
"SURE!" He almost answered before I finished asking.
"Alrighty then, I'll stop by."
"That sounds amazing Bella, honest."
"I'll be there in a bit, bye!"
"Bye!"
…
I pulled into the driveway of Jacobs's unfamiliar house. The truck rocked back and forth while wheeling uneasily over the gravel. Jacob was standing outside with a grin stretched ear to ear before I could even put the car in park.
"BELLA!" He swung the door open for me and took my out of my seat to enclose me in a hug. That was a little awkward, but I brushed it off as excitement.
"Hi Jake." I smiled.
"Don't mean to be rude, but what brought this on?" I don't know, thought you might be able to help me get over my vampire boyfriend.
"No reason in particular." That response seemed far more normal than the first option.
"Fine with me, I'm just glad you're here!"He threw his hands upward and let them drop with a loud thud to his side.
"So, I uh, didn't mean to keep you from anything. What were you doing before I was calling?" I asked. Almost instinctively his eyes flickered to the garage.
"Wishing that you'd call." I smiled and tilted my head to the side in a 'no seriously' manner.
"What do you want to do now, regardless?" He asked.
"Doesn't matter."
"Good, let's go to the beach, first beach remember? It's where we first met." He smiled a little too widely.
"We should make a see fire, or whatever that was called." I couldn't think of the name.
"Driftwood fire." He answered my un-asked question.
"Oh, anyways, it was cool the last I remember it." And I tried not to remember that day, so I'd like it refreshed in my memory.
"Right, right. I like the colors, it's like a confused fire." I thought about that term, 'a confused fire'. If I thought about it I could make more than one definition for that.
"Me too," I followed him for a while before we finally arrived at the beach. I had a lot of thinking time on the way, so I studied Jacob. His hair was cropped short, and arranged in a messy, just got out of bed way (not that I wondered where that style came from). He had a tattoo on his arm, some symbol inside a circle. I'm sure it has an inside meaning to it, but I didn't care enough to ask for it. He had gotten taller, the boy grew like a weed. He seemed a foot taller than the last time I remembered him. He said he was 15 at the time, so he must be at least 16 now. That still left 3 years difference between our two ages, but that seemed to drift away with him. If I were to ask I'd think he was 20. He caught my eye once or twice and chuckled at me.
He saw me staring once more and said in a smart alec way "Can't keep your eyes off me Bella?" I punched him playfully in the arm. I tried not to let him see how much it hurt, but the pain was there, definitely.
"Work out much?" I asked.
"No, it's natural. Impressive, I know." He had a smug look on his face.
"Well, at least your secure." I said under my breath. So many teenagers his age were insecure with themselves, but him? No, he's a bragger. In fact, he was so proud of 8 pack, he wore no shirt, or shoes for that matter. Wow, almost nowhere would offer him service.
Haha, wow Bella your funny. Why thank you, I know. I laughed outloud at myself.
"What's funny?"
"Have you ever had a full on conversation, with yourself?" I asked.
"I have convorsations in my head all the time, with more than two voices most of the time." He laughed, but not at me. There was something I missed.
"Well you sound crazy."
"It's driving me there." He admitted. Definitely missed something. . .
"I'm around that point too." I said.
"Well we should have something to talk about." He said.
"No, we can talk about anything but why I'm crazy." I warned.
"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to offend you." He apologized very gentle-manly like.
"It's fine."Bring it up and I'll kill you.
"Soo. . ."
I laughed at how awkward he was. "And on that note, we have arrived!"
"I'm collecting some driftwood." I said. Jacob was looking at me weird when I walked over to the ocean. His eyes were showing something of excitement and hope. I shuttered, and could only imagine what he was thinking (not that I wanted to).
"I don't have a lighter." He said patting his pockets.
"Um, well I guess we can start it by rubbing two sticks together.
He laughed, and when I didn't join he stopped his back-breaking laughter and asked "Oh, you were serious?"
"Yeah, isn't that how the cavemans did it?" I was pretty sure it was, but maybe there was something different going on in his mind.
"Oh jeez Bella…" He started, but his head shot towards the cliff to the right of us.
His face looked like he had just smelt bleach. "Do you smell something?" I asked, inhaling deeply.
He laughed and rubbed his nose. "Naw, but I think we should leave Bella." He said, walking fastly. His hand rested on the middle of my back as hr pushed me across the beach and to the parking lot.
There was a certain authority in his face that made me not want to protest. Out of the blue an old rabbit pulled up in the parking lot.
"Sam!" Jacob said.
"Jacob, Bella, get in, NOW." The older boy said. He must have been around 25, or at least that's what he looked like to me. Jacob slid into the front seat and I sat alone and in the back.
"What was that?" I asked, flickering my eyes back and forth between the two men sitting up front.
"Jake, there here," Sam said to Jacob, ignoring my question.
"They, they or just one of them?" Jacob asked, his face looking worried.
"What are you talking about? Who is they?"
"Just they. It's a female, psychotic red head." My mind couldn't help but flicker to Victoria, of course they wouldn't be talking about her.
"What does she want?" Jacob asked.
"There's really no way to tell. We just have to find her." I was getting angry, and now I was trying to fight the tears.
"STOP IGNORING ME! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" That seemed to stop them cold for a couple seconds. I was so wrapped up in the conversation I hadn't realized where we were. We were already at Billy's house, parked next to me truck.
"Get Bella home." Same instructed Jacob, pointing to my cab.
"We can't leave her alone!" He sounded infuriated.
"Well we can't protect everyone at the same time Jake!"
"Oh so, we're leaving Emily unprotected too?" He asked with a sense of mockingness. A deep growl emerged from Sam.
"That's not the same JACOB!" He insisted.
"It is. I'm staying with Bella and I'm sorry if that makes you unhappy." He got in the drivers side of my truck before Sam could stop him. I obediently hopped into the passenger's side.
"Jacob, explain."
"Bella, I don't really think you want to know. Let's just leave it at, Forks not all happiness and rainbows." I already knew that.
"No really Jake? You thought I thought Forks was like that? It's more like cobwebs and spiders." He opened his eyes a little too wide at me.
"That's extremely accurate." He admitted to me. I laughed, I probably knew more about this town than him.
…...
We got home, and Charlie was more than happy to let Jake stay over. He looked at me shocked when I walked through the door not frowning at him, or at life. Jake and me went up to my room, where we sat on the bed together.
We had dropped the subject of how miserable Forks is, and now I was curious for something else.
"So who's Emily?" I asked, making sure to lock my eyes in his pupils.
"Oh, you caught that?" He pulled his hand back awkwardly and scratched his head.
"It was a little hard to miss there Jake, I mean really." I rolled my eyes.
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay." His eyes looked guilty.
"Fine, but you never answered my question. Who's Emily?" I asked again, this time more demanding.
"Well, long story or short story?" He asked which version I wanted. I checked the clock before I answered. It was a little passed 6.
"Long story." I said. He pursed his lips together.
"Well, I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you a little." I cut him off.
"I asked for the long story!" I told him. He shot me a glance that said to ask no more.
"Well, first Sam was dating Leah. Then, Emily came along, and well he seemed to like her more. It's more than that, but all I can tell you is that there engaged now." That definitely was not the long story.
His eyes became hopeful. And he said with a sudden urgency "Wait Bella! You already know!" I was sure he was wrong.
"No, I don't?" I asked more than stated. It came out lets demanding as I had hoped, but I was still surprised it came out at all.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" He asked. Of course I did, that was when he told me the legend about the cold ones. When he told me about the Cullens. Of course, he didn't believe the legends that were all too true.
"Clear as day." I said. He took my hands in his, and that's when it became uncomfortable.
"Well than why do you say you don't know?" He asked.
"That I don't know what?" I asked. I hated being so lost.
"What I am!" I noticed he was more than regular, but hadn't gone to such extremes as to say that he wasn't human.
He saw that I was confused, and huffed. "Okay, do you remember what legends I told you?" I asked.
"The one about the cold ones." I said.
He rolled his eyes and said "Of course, I could see how you would only remember that one."
"There was more?" I felt bad, but I guess I was so engrossed with you-know-who that it was all that was on my mind.
"There was two more. One was about how are ancestors tied their boats up to the trees like Noah and the ark, and the other was about," He looked like he wanted to say more, but the wind was knocked out of him, making it impossible.
"Ancestors, ancestors…" I was thinking back. There was a lot to put into consideration. Ancestors seemed like a significant word.
"Can I have one more clue?" I asked, throwing my hands up in the air.
"Bella, um, think of P- he started to say, but couldn't." The next thing he did, made me laugh so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants.
"ROOF!" I just couldn't stop laughing at him! He was utterly ridiculous in every way shape and form there was.
"What does barking have to do with what you are?" I asked while I caught my breath.
"What does barking have to do with Bella?" He asked.
"Dogs." Easy enough.
"And?" He rolled his hands in the forward motion, symboling for me to move on.
"Mean old ladies?" I gave up. He tilted his head to the side.
"No Bella, think harder." He said, scrunching his eyebrows together.
I sat in silence for about 10 minutes, before I heard Charlie knock on the door. "Bells, I've got to go to the station, a hiker was just murdered. They think an animal got him, a bear maybe." He said as he waved bye. "Jake, if your staying overnight, take the couch or my room, but not. . ." He was about to say in here when I motioned for him to leave. "Bye then."
"WOLVES!" I said.
"YES!" He put his finger on his nose the way you do in charades.
"Wait, so you're a wolf?" I asked.
"These wolfs turn into men. Your kind would call them werewolves." Young Jacob had said to me on the beach a little over a year ago.
"Not exactly, but." I cut him off.
"Werewolves."
"You've got it Bella!" I was still confused.
"Wait, but what does this have to do with Emily? Is she one of you? Why does she need protecting?"
"Oh. Well, your going to think this is creepy, I know I do but-"
"Jake get on with it." I rolled my eyes at his ignorance.
"Just, don't think anything different of me, or Sam for that matter, we're really not as weird as it sounds…" He trailed off. I pat his arm once and said:
"Jacob, I just found out you're a werewolf. It can't really be any different. I'm not one to judge." I said.
"Well, we do this thing, it's called imprinting. It's like involuntarily falling in love for someone, but more powerful. Even more powerful than the world's strongest relationships. Sam was dating Leah, but then he imprinted on Emily. It's like a million iron cables pulling you to her, it's like a blind man seeing for the first time or a deaf one hearing. It's intense."" By the way he said it, it sounded like he knew the feeling, like it happened to him. That's crazy though, because the only person he's ever liked is. . . . Me.
"Jake, you didn't-"
"You'd know if I had. I didn't imprint on you, and I don't ever want to imprint on anyone. I think it's disgusting." He made a wrinkled face.
"So, now that I know about you being a werewolf in all, are you going to tell me who's coming?" I asked, hitting his arm playfully. I forgot how much it hurt, because I'm pretty sure my fingers are near breaking point now.
"A vampire." He said in a flat, even, tone looking straight ahead at my wall.
"It wasn't…" I trailed off. I hoped it wasn't my vampires they were trying to protect me from (yes, they are still my vampires even if they are gone).
"No, it wasn't the Cullens. It was a different one. Sam caught a glimpse of her, said she was a crazy red head with a child's voice." My eyes turned as wide as saucers as he said this.
"Victoria?" I asked.
"I didn't know they had names.." He was talking about them like they were bears or something.
"Well, I could say the same about you," I patted around his neck "I don't see a collar."
He rolled his eyes and took my hand from his neck. "How do you know the vampire? We don't really know what she's doing, she keeps trying to get through. We don't know what she's after."
I kept my mouth shut to try and stop myself from hyperventilating. "Me." I finally said once I got ahold of myself.
"What? Why?" He asked.
"She wants revenge. She wants me dead." I told him . My laptop rang on my desk corner, and I grabbed it almost at vampire speed (not even close actually, but still pretty quick). I almost completely forgot about Edward, maybe he replied! I opened the top of the case and typed in the password. I clicked on the mail button in the task bar, and I had one new message. From Renee.
"Have you made up your mind yet? Will you come visit me? Mom." I near growled at her. Jacob saw my frustration and asked;
"What's wrong?" I quickly turned from disappointed to embarrassed.
"Nothing." His head nodded okay, but his face said I'm not going to stop grilling you about this, so you better find a better answer next time.
I opened up a new email, addressed to the 'will not be named' person, you know who I'm talking about here.
"Dear Edward [I shut my eyes as I typed the words], why won't you respond? I get it if you didn't like me, but why do you hate me? Please, for the sake of my sanity, reply and soon. If you don't, well, I don't know where we will be then. REPLY. Bella." I wanted to threaten him, but what did I have against him? Nothing, that's right, nothing.
"Bella?" Jacob asked in a sweet tone. I was really angry, so angry that I didn't even know it when the tears spilled over.
"I'm fine." I tried to smile but he wasn't buying it.
A/N: Okay, so how'd you like chapter two? Please please please please please please let me know so that if you like it I can get the next chapter up quicker. Thanks, as always! I know this is only ten pages, but it's hard to write any longer! It was 12 pages, but I changed p.o.v, and I just decided I'm not going to do that with this new story. I'm going to keep it as Bella's head and her head only. I'm going to put up Edward's version of this story later, maybe a year or something. Anways, review…
P.S: Check out my other story "Bella the Vampire".
