Jacob's P.O.V
I loved her so much, and I finally got my chance, I smiled to myself walking through Newtons, browsing through the shoes, I grabbed a size eleven Etnies skate shoes, and dumped them on the counter, with the Nike Airs and shoved the cash at Mike Newton, suddenly feeling agitated and hurried.
I stepped outside, breathing in the cool moist air, when something hard and sickly sweet sung through my nose to the back of my throat into my lung. NO! I gasped feeling a shiver roll through my spine. I dropped the bags in my car and ran into the wood to shift, I forgot about the sweats ad t-shirt I had on, the erupted in a cloud of cotton, I ran towards them, they had phased as soon as they had felt me tremor the first time.
Guys!i heard her grumble.. And Leah..
What Jake?!they all thought
They're back! The Cullen's! I just caught scent of them around Newtons I ran towards the clearing, behind where they used to log, but had quit halfway through the year.
They all either groaned, cried or screamed.
Once I saw them all, I changed back so we could talk in person.
"Sam! We have to do something!" I yelped as they all shifted back to human form.
"What can we do?!" Sam looked at me sternly, "They're back, they never caused us any harm"
We fought for an hour over whether or not to attack.
In the end Sam won, I hung my head as I slunked back into the forest.
Oh no. Bella! I gasped as I realized why they were back
Bella's P.O.V
I admired the ring on my left hand, smiling to myself,Jake had proposed just this morning, I was sitting on the beach, looking out at the water, crashing against the waves. I saw someone standing far away on the peninsula, I thought I saw a shock of golden bronze hair, but I had avoided that color, so I turned my attention to drawing pictures in the sand, I was doodling aimlessly, not paying attention, when I looked down to see what I had been drawing;carved into the sand was an elegant scripted E rewritten over and over again. I gasped scratching it out quickly. The person had moved closer and was now standing at the picnic benches, I looked away, out at the sea, a seagull landed and scuttled around picking at the seaweed, I lifted up a large rock grunting under the weight and watched the crabs scuttle around, I picked up an average sized one, that was a tawny orange, that was moving much slower then the others, it scuttled along my hand up my wrist and around the palm of my hand, I noticed it had one missing leg. Suddenly it sat silent and wouldn't move.
"Hello Bella" a familiar voice said, I dropped the unmoving crab, to the ground stunned.
I looked up, furious, hurt and happy at the same time.
"Edward?" I whispered barely audible underneath the picking up wind.