Hey everyone, sorry it took me so long to get another chapter out but I've been so busy with work, and making Twilight/New Moon videos. If you wanna check them out go to my Youtube page at www (dot) youtube (dot) com/queenc86, i'll add that link to my home page. So have fun reading hope you like. WARNING this story is not beta read so Im sorry for any spelling/grammer mistake cant help it.
Jacob P.O.V.
I thought I had done it right, suck the venom out, that's what she said he did and that's what I did. Well at least that's what I thought I did. There must have been some left in her system, we didn't notice it at first, but all too soon the smell started to creep from her body. It wasn't strong but it was there none the less. The somewhat smell of death, it was happening the transformation from the living to the walking dead.
I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, I'd let her down again, I couldn't save her. Everyone one around me is talking, or screaming at me in Charlie's case but I can't hear a word they say. I just sit here, holding as tight as I can onto her hand, praying that I'm wrong, that we are wrong.
Bella.
My Bella, I don't know what I'd do without her, those few weeks where Sam forbid me to talk to her were hell for me as well as her. She's the only sane thing I have left in my messed up life, and now thanks to me she's been caught up in it more.
I just sit there and stare at her face, the face that carries so many emotions, expression, blushes, will soon be gone, all that will be left is nothing. Just a pale, empty, cold face of a killer. As I continue to stare at Bella, something Sam say's brings me out of my daze.
"What?"
"I said, we need to kill her now. That's what she asked if this was to ever happen," at the same time both Charlie and myself stand to protest.
"No! No, you will not hurt her do you understand. She is my friend, our friend and your just gonna turn your back on her by killing her. I won't allow it do you understand?" stand tall, I stare Sam straight into the eyes to prove I'm not going to budge from my statement.
Sam stares back, sounding pissed he says, "And what do you plan to do with her? She's turning there's nothing we can do about it. It's OUR job as a pack to make sure anyone of that kind is dead!"
"It's MY job as her friend to protect her. Bella's strong, stronger then she thinks. Bella will fight this, fight the lust for human blood. And I'm gonna make sure of it. No one is going to touch her, let alone hurt her, understand?" Sam's baring his teeth at me, and I do the same to him. A silent fight for dominance over the situation. It's not too long before Sam steps back and turns to face the group.
"Fine, if you want to get yourself killed because of some stupid puppy love then go. But do not bring her on to our land, or near any humans get it. If she becomes a bloodsucker, I will kill her. Now go, get out of my sight," I kneel down and take Bella into my arms. As I lift her a moan of pain escapes her lips. Holding onto her tightly I run for the forest edge, I can hear Charlie behide me screaming, and some members of the pack still in wolf form howling.
I'm on my own now, and I have not where to go. Sam said not to take her to La Push, and I can't take her to Charlie's encase she feeds from him. Well there's only one place to take her which is out of the way from anyone. I pick up my speed and head in the direction of somewhere I thought I would never go. The Cullen's house.
It's not long before I see the deserted house come into view; it looks so cold and dead. As I approach the front door, Bella lets out a scream of agony I'm not sure if this is from the venom or from the fact we are at the last place she would want to be. I don't even test the door lock, with one powerful kick I knock the door open and kick it hard close behide me. Inside the house is even worse than outside, the walls are painted white, with only a few pieces of art work on the walls. It reminds me of a hospital, clean and sterile.
I continue my journey into the house, looking for somewhere comfortable to lay Bella. I look through all the rooms until I stubble across a room with a large double bed and lots of big pillows spread across it. Walking over to the bed I gently lay Bella down, trying to make her as comfortable as possible. Looking around the room I spy a comfy chair and a vase next to it, grabbing the vase in one hand, I drag the chair to the right side of the bed.
Bella lets out another cry of agony, this time lifting her body off of the bed as she screams. Taking her arm in my hands, I carefully lift her arm so that the bit mark is level with my mouth. I cast a quick glance at Bella to make sure she's okay, taking a deep breath I bite into Bella's arm again, sucking on the blood to try and remove whatever's left of the venom.
Bella's throwing her body around the bed, screaming as hard as she could. It's hard to watch her but it's the only way to save her. Once I've got a large amount of blood in my mouth I lift the vase up from its place on the floor and spit the contains into it. Ripping some of bed sheet into strips, I wrap them around Bella's wrist to stop the bleeding. Once the last one is tighten I sit back in the chair and stare at Bella, she is breathing heavily and throwing her head from side to side. Every now and then she would let out a hurting scream, throwing her body all over the bed.
I hate it, hate having to watch her go through pain, hate that that bloodsucker bit her, hate that Sam turned his back on her. Its Bella, how could they do this to her. She lets out another scream, thrusting her body all over the place, moving from my seat I climb onto the bed and lay down beside her wrapping my arms around her body, not only to keep her still and make sure she doesn't fall of the bed, but also to let her know that I'm here protecting her and that she's not going through this alone.
I don't know when the screaming stopped leaving gasp of air sounds and whimpers, felt like years, but more likely a few hours. I hold her in my arms stroking her hair and just letting her know I'm here. Soon the whimpers stopped, as well as the gasps leaving nothing but silence.