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Chapter 3
CPOV
I ran. I ran for all I had. Questions were spinning in my head, and all based on one girl; Bella. Was she gong to be ok? Why was she doing this in the first place? What about Charlie? If she was going to a Push, then why hasn't Alice just rang and told them about the situation? Surely they would stop her. But what is they were the course of this. A feeling of anger and the need to protect my family was building which was silly, I didn't know anything about this situation and yet I was already jumping to conclusions on the reasons towards this whole thing. That was very unlike me, very very unlike me.
I hadn't realised how far I had actually ran in such a short amount of time until I reached my house. Without stopping I carried on running towards the boundary line that split our land from the Quileute's. This could change everything if I step over this line. It could mean war between our two families. I just hope Alice had a plan to get me out of this mess. Besides she wouldn't have told me to come had she not had an idea. I reached up and ran my hand through my wind swept hair. This could certainly change everything. But I had to help Bella, I just had to. And with that thought I did something I never thought I would do, I jumped over the boundary lines and, without a second thought, headed straight for the cliffs.
As I reached the cliff head I searched from side to side, looking for any sign of Bella. Was I too late?
Just then I heard a single heart beat coming from my left. I turned to see a young girl standing at the cliff edge. Not moving just standing, staring out onto the sea. Is that Bella? In all honesty I was slightly hesitant to approach her. Was that really Bella?
She was just so skinny. It looked as though if the wind hit her too had she would snap. It was clear that she had not been eating as her clothes were far too big for her.
I felt myself unconsciously towards her. It was as if she didn't realise I was there, granted I was slightly behind her and about 100 meters away. All of a sudden I heard a sob break from her as I looked up just to see her take a deep breath and jump.
Without realising what I was doing I was at the place she had jumped the second she had stepped foot off of the cliff and I was falling after her. For some reason I seemed to fall faster than her. Must be my weight but whatever it was I managed to get my body underneath hers just as we hit the water to shield her from the impact so that I took the full force of the fall.
I quickly resurfaced as fast as I could and, with Bella tucked safely into my side, swam to shore.
Bella was already unconscious but I could detect her heart still beating but she wasn't breathing. Immediately, I started CPR. Her body was just so weak from lack of food; I just hoped she would get through this.
"Come on Bella, don't give up now."
I had to remember to be careful not to get carried away with hoe much pressure I was putting into my compressions.
Suddenly I heard a choking noise only to see Bella cough up a rather large amount of water. Once she was done coughing and spluttering she sat for a while just staring at the sand when suddenly she whipped her head up and her dark brown eyes looked straight into my golden ones which were no doubt turning slightly black as I had missed our last hunting trip.
Whatever life used to be in her eyes was now gone. She just looked so empty. Like she was here but her mind had left her. My dead heart ached having realised that my family's leaving did this to her. All of a sudden it seemed realisation dawned her as a tiny trace of a gleam lit her eyes and she slung herself at me taking my by surprise.
She just hugged me, with her arms around my neck and I automatically wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She didn't say a word since she had regained consciousness; she just sat there silently sobbing into my shoulder.
The one thought that could pass through my mind at that moment was how broken this girl was. I moved my self so that Bella was on my lap. Still crying, however now her sobs were becoming more pronounced and I felt her tears seeping through my already drenched shirt.
"It's ok Bella, I'm here. It's really me."
I rubbed soothing circles on her back as her sobs slowly calmed to silent tears as she looked up at my face as a shaky reached up to touch my face, as if to confirm that is was really here and not her imagination.
Her sobs slowly subsided and she finally looked up at me. Just staring, she had yet to say a single word but it must just be her mind recovering.
As the waves continuously hit the shore a gust of win struck me from the opposite direction and it engulfed me in a stench of wet dog. My head shot up in an instance to see a giant, russet brown wolf advancing on me along with 2 other, well built, men walking towards where Bella and I sat.
They seemed to oppose no threat but I couldn't help but stiffen as the smell got more and more potent as they got closer.
Bella must have felt my discomfort as she followed my line of sight to where the La Push gang was now standing a mere 10 feet away from us.
I slowly made my way to my feet and helped Bella when she followed suit.
She was still weak so leaned into my side for support. Her body had become so fragile I was scared if the wind blew too hard she would snap. What had our leaving done to this poor girl? What has happened to the Bella we knew and loved? As I looked at the group standing before me I realised there was a clear leader of the pack. His muscles were the most defined and he was a head taller than the other two boys planking him. The leader had dark brown hair which was cut short along with the other two and they all wore cropped denim shorts. They were all shirtless, I'm guessing for ease, and were also bare foot. The large russet wolf was standing slightly to the left of the leader but was also slightly in front of the other two, whether it was because he was defending the group or because he was some sort of second in command, I wasn't sure. The leader interrupted by trail of thought.
"Dr Cullen, we know why you are here and we would like to discuss some things with you if that is alright. My name is Sam Uley, I'm the Alfa of the pack and the wolf to my right is Jacob Black along with Embry and Jared" he pointed out each of them as he spoke. His voice was deep and you could here the evident authoritive tone to it.
"Yes of course that would be no problem, it's just will it be long because, as you can see, Bella is sodden wet and the sooner she gets into some dry clothes, the better."
"Of course we understand and we will try to be as quick as possible however I think it be best if Bella was here for this as well, it would be best if she knew the current circumstances."
"Please show the way" we were talking so quickly Bella wouldn't have understood the conversation that just took place so I quickly turned to her and briefed her on what was going on.
"Bella, we just have to go back to Sam's place to discuss a few things then I will take you home ok?
She gave a small nod in return but it was obvious on her face that she was confused on what was going on.
"Are you ok to walk or would you rather I carry you?" in response she offered her arms out like a small child and I carefully picked her up and began following the La Push gang who had watched are small conversation closely with great curiosity and quite possibly a hint of concern.
The walk to the house wasn't too far and we were soon in front of a small red house. It was rather quaint and had a very woodsy feel to it. It was the complete opposite to my home both in Forks and Canada. There were three cars parked outside it and it had small windows lined with simple curtains. The front door was all white whereas the walls were painted a rusty, reddish colour. I actually rather liked it. It was... cosy.
As we reached the front door, I set Bella down on her feet and my mind began to worry how many wolves would actually be occupying this house at this particular moment in time. As I had these thoughts I felt a warm hand slip into my own and looked down to see Bella with a nervous look on her face. I gave her the best reassuring smile I could muster but even I know it didn't go all the way to my eyes. It did slightly strike me as odd with the fact that she would want to be around anyone of my family let alone keep physical but it was probably a way of making sure I wasn't going anyway so as a reassurance I gave her hand a small squeeze. The leader I now knew as Sam reached for the door handle and as he opened it I couldn't help but stumble back as the stench of wet dog filled my nostrils and repelled me backwards, which earned a few chuckles from within the house. However I tried my best to hide my discomfort and continued to follow the pack into a rather small area which turned out to be the kitchen.
I turned the corner to reveal 5 more shirtless, well built, boys standing in the kitchen with worry, anticipation, concern and confusion, written on some of their faces. I also recognised a man in a wheel chair I knew as Billy Black and a young girl who Sam went to stand next to as her looped an arm around her waist and pulled her close.
I felt a pang of jealous that I didn't have anyone to do that to but I quickly pushed those thoughts aside. Now was not the time.
I simply stood in the doorway feeling slightly self conscious and nervous but I get a poker face and didn't let it show.
We all heard someone clear their throat and everyone's head turned to see who have broken the awkward silence and everyone's gave landed on Billy Black, sitting by the table.
"Perhaps Bella should sit down. This may be a long talk and she looks tired."
"I'll go get her a towel and blanket" stated the young girl beside Sa and she ran off to grab what she wanted and was back within seconds and handing them to Bella who wrapped the towel around her closely followed by the blanket. She looked positively freezing and I couldn't help but want to get her home and dry. However this meeting really needed to happen and it needed to happen now.
Oh boy, here we go.
