Author's note: Okay, I re-wrote this just because I absolutely HATED the other one.
Spoilers: Eclipse. New Moon I guess.
Disclaimer: Another one of these saying I don't own anything so that I don't get sued and what not.
Chapter One: The Phone Call.
The stairs of our new house creaked and groaned too much for my liking. It had been a few days since the transformation and I was still getting used to the heightened senses.
The shrill of the ringing phone startled me, usually Alice announced that it was going to ring in advanced which simply meant it must be a werewolf. Everyone else probably had the same assumption because I was the only one who got up to answer it.
"Cullen residence, Bella speaking," I muttered out of politeness.
"Bells."
"Jake," a knot tied itself in the pit of my stomach as I heard his voice for the first time in weeks and I realized that he was only calling to remind himself I wasn't Bella Swan anymore.
"You know that I don't want to hurt you, but I don't have any choice. The pack will be there soon," I wished he had stayed on the line, I wished I could have heard his raspy breathing for a few brief moments more. But the other end was dead and the fluttering protective feeling I had always had in the back of my mind went out like a candle flame, quickly and quietly. It had come to this, and I didn't want it to.
Edward was there, but he didn't say anything. If I could've cried I know that I would have. I sat on the bed with my knees pulled up to my chest and my arms hugging my legs tightly to my body. I was afraid I would fall apart, my heart was breaking even though I couldn't beat anymore. I gazed out the window looking for any sign of a russet wolf running through the forest but for the longest time I didn't see anything.
When Edward became alert I knew they were here and finally the black outline of Sam came into view, I didn't think it was possible, but he looked bigger than I remember, but I hadn't seen him for so long, it could just be my memory fading.
Edward made a slight grunting noise and I turned to him, his expression was pained.
"Edward?" I breathed out, scared of the expression.
"They don't have good intentions, all but Jacob want to go after you. Bella, you have to stay in here, I can't let anything bad happen to you," His voice was guarding any emotions from becoming obvious.
They fight; Paris falls.
"Edward, I can't let you go either. I can't have you getting hurt," But Edward wasn't the one I was worried about, I didn't want Jacob getting hurt, especially by Edward.
"I'm sorry Bella, but this is my family, I can't sit here. I'm sorry. I won't hurt him, I promise," Sometimes I felt like Edward lied when he said that he couldn't read my mind, but I knew damn well that he couldn't now, after all, my mind was my safe-haven, I just had to figure out how to use it.
My once brown eyes flashed with fear as I saw the determined look on Edward's face, "They're my family too. But Jacob is out there, I don't want anything to happen to him. Edward I love him."
"Bella, I know more than anyone except him that you do, but I just can't make any promises, I have to fight whether you like it or not," He was angry, either angry that I asked him to stay or angry that I loved Jacob I wasn't sure.
"I love him. But it wasn't enough and you should know that better than him. I chose you, I picked you because what I feel for you surpasses love more than anything I've ever heard of," actually, I had heard of something that gives these feelings off, but imprinting was only for werewolves, this had to be destiny, or something less corny.
"I'm sorry Bella," he muttered, half way down the stairs, I heard him nonetheless.
"I am too, Edward," I whispered as the front door closed.