This is what happened with Edward and Bella after the encounter with Jacob. It takes place after the fight by the house and then shows what Edward and Bella were going through while Jacob was mourning. I own nothing in these stories-just my plotline.
Edward grabbed my hand and walked me back to the house. My heart was tearing in two and half left with the russet brown wolf. I couldn't see through the tears I was crying for my Jacob, the Jacob I had used, crushed, and thrown aside for Edward. Edward held me in his arms on the porch, allowing me to cry as hard as I needed to. I didn't think the world would ever be straight again.
I finally settled down and Edward looked at me with sorrowful eyes, "I hate seeing you in pain Bella but Jacob just wasn't good for you. He was too dangerous to be around. I am here now and I will protect you with every part of me." Normally I would have found comfort in these words but now I felt confined within the boundaries Edward had for me. Too week to fight back I just nodded and walked into to my house. Something didn't feel right now, even when Edward carried me up the stairs and held my hand, it was too cold, too hard. I missed how Jake's hand molded to mine and warmed me to my very core.
I pushed the feeling deep inside and tried to enjoy having my true love back. We spent the next week together in secret, knowing well enough Charlie would kill Edward if he knew he was back and with me. One night we were in my room while Charlie was working late. As it had been since that horrible day, my brain was racing with thoughts of Edward and Jacob.
Had I made a mistake? Did I choose wrong and doom myself to a half life? I knew I still loved Edward but Jake had changed that love, he warmed it with his smile and laughter, he made it his own. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, it must have just been the loss that was making me think this way. Edward was my one and only, always had been always will be. So why then did my stomach turn at the thought of forever…..?
"Want to tell me what is on your mind?" Edward asked me while lying next to me on my bed. I praised God again for allowing my brain to be the only one Edward couldn't read, my thoughts would crush him. I couldn't tell him the truth but I was such a terrible liar. "I miss your family, I was thinking how nice it would be to see them again." He seemed to buy it or just pretended along with my game. In an instant he picked me up and we were in his car and headed down that familiar wooded path.