AN: Here's Chapter 3.
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Chapter 3
Pain rippled through my body, and I tried to muffle my screams of agony. I could feel my life begin to slip away, and was trying as hard as I could to hold on to consciousness. Black spots were clouding my vision, but I heard a loud crash as the door was ripped off its hinges and I felt something enormous and soft crash into Victoria, pushing her off of me. Before I slipped into an unrestful sleep, I smiled weakly. My werewolves had come to save me.
I had lost track of time, but when I opened my eyes, I was in my room. I couldn't remember getting there, but I figured that all my homework must have worn me out last night. But I couldn't remember doing any homework. Wait, wasn't it spring break? What happend yesterday?
Thats when I noticed the dark figure in my rocking chair.
"Woah! Holy shit, Jacob, you scared the pants off me!"
He just looked at me. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was 4:15.
"Why did I wake up so early?" I mumbled to myself.
"Bells, its, uh, four fifteen in the afternoon. Don't you remember what happend?" Jake looked at my with a very confused look.
"Honestly, no."
He looked a little uneasy, but took a deep breath, "Victoria...well, she came.."
I cut him off, with this morning's activities flooding back into my mind, "Oh my god. What happend to her? Did you kill her? Did she hurt you? Are you okay? Wait! What about...she bit me! Oh my god, am I a vampire?" Then, even though all I cared about right then was the answers to those questions, my stomach growled. Loudly.
"Uh, maybe we should go downstairs and get some food. I'm kind of hungry too." Jacob got out of his seat and came over to lend me a hand.
I took his hand, but didn't stop the flood of questions. "You didn't answer! Has it been three days?! But...but..."
A look from Jacob silenced me. "Let's go eat."
I went quietly, my hand still in his. We had held hands when we were just friends, but somehow, now it felt more...intimate. I wondered if it felt like that to Jake, or if I was just being silly.
He sat me down at the kitchen table and opened my fridge. "What do you want?"
"For you to answer my questions." I smirked at the opening he had just given me.
"I meant to eat." He looked uncomfortable again, but must have realized I wasn't going to give up, because he sighed and came to sit next to me.
"Well, even though Victoria bit you, the venom hadn't gone very far in yet, and she was able to suck it back out."
"WHAT?! Why on earth would she do that?! She wanted me to die!" I couldn't believe my ears. This didn't make any sense.
"Uh...well, see, I kind of had her in a chokehold...she obviously wasn't ready to fight me...and I was going to kill her if she didn't save you. I killed her anyway." Jake looked rather proud when he stated that fact. I was proud of him, too.
"Wait, you killed Victoria! On your own?!"
"I guess..." He was trying not to brag, but I thought he certainly had a right to do so.
"Jake!" I screamed, "That's so incredible!!"
He grinned and looked at the floor, but I threw myself at him, my lips crashing onto his.
It surprised him, because it was very unlike me, but he gladly picked me up and sat me on the counter, not breaking the lip lock once. I broke the kiss, but nestled my head into the space between his neck and shoulder. We wrapped our arms around each other and sat there in silence, not wanting to ruin the moment. That's when we heard something hit the ground outside the window. I glanced over, as did Jacob, and I could have sworn I was hallucinating. The person standing outside had thrown a bouquet of roses onto the ground. Hard. I jumped off the counter and ran to the window, without tripping, but by the time I got there, Edward was gone.
"Bastard! How could he have the nerve to come back here after what he did to you?!" Jacob was ranting, but I wasn't listening to any of it.
I continued to look out the window, staring at the remains of the roses. That was when the flood of tears started.
"H-he was b-bringing flowers." I was in shock. None of this made sense. Shouldn't I be mad at him? Shouldn't I want to kill him for leaving me, and causing me the most pain I had ever felt? And why would he be bringing roses? Were they even for me? But who else would they be for, Charlie? How could he expect me to forgive him? Could I forgive him? Should I?
There was only one way to solve this problem, and when I looked over towards Jake, he opened his mouth in shock.
"NO. Bella, I know what you want to do, and you can't. You can't. He hurt you. You have me now." But I knew he could tell by the look on my face that I was determined. "Fine, Bella, go. But don't let him feed you any lies, and make sure he realizes what he did to you. Maybe send him a personal message from me. Tell him I wouldn't mind if he burned in hell. More than wouldn't mind. Would enjoy it."
I frowned at him, but sighed and said, "Fine."
He looked relieved, and as I went to get the keys to my truck, whispered, "You're not going to take him back, are you?"
The devastated look on his face made me cringe, but I answered truthfully anyway. "I don't know. But he said he didn't love me..."
I was confused, to say the least.
AN: Not quite as long as I'd have liked, but I didn't want to go any further than this. It kind of bothered me that Bella had to kiss Jake, but that's what had to be done. Don't get mad.
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