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SUMMARY: PRINCESS ISABELLA AND PRINCE EDWARD ARE BETROTHED FROM BIRTH TO BE THE COUPLE THAT UNITES TWO KINGDOMS AT WAR. WATCH AS THEY TRY TO KEEP FROM GOING TO WAR WITH EACH OTHER.
"Because she's his cousin."
"No way."
"Yep, it's true," I said, shaking my head at her.
"I guess I'll have to learn to tolerate her as a part of the family, then, just long as I get my Jasper." Laughter bubbled within my chest, and I exploded and soon she was laughing too, Oh Alice never ceases to amaze me.
CHAPTER FOUR: The Reservation
The process had begun, Shayla started packing up her things and the living room from the week before. It finally dawned on me that we were moving and to another country at that. I was finally going to meet my parents, the two individuals that I've wanted to meet for so long. After almost seventeen years.
There were so many things I wanted to ask them, where have they been? What have they been doing? Why they never visited and so much more. I wondered what they did for a living, were they doctors? Lawyers? Teachers?
Did they have a car? Did they take the bus, as ridiculous as the questions were I wanted to ask, I wanted to know everything about them; It was so hard to accept that my parents were complete strangers to me, like people I met on the street for the first time, people I didn't know.
The drive to the reservation took a little longer than it normally would, my friend Jacob went to school there. I hadn't seen him in a while, he hated public school and claimed it was not his scene or whatever that meant. The reservation was north of the town close to the beach.
Jacob and his whole family lived there; others live there too, and section themselves into tribes. They had their culture and tradition, and they did things a little different from those in the town, even their marriage ceremonies were different, at least that was what I heard from Jacob. I had never seen a reservation wedding before; it was all so very fascinating.
I had known Jacob since I was a little girl, Shayla knew his father. Apparently, Jacob's father wanted us to live on the reservation, but Shayla refused. I always use to think there was some history between them. Jacob had a couple of friends on the reservation, the two that were around the most were Embry and Quill.
Quill had a crush on Alice but Alice doesn't like him very much, and she always refers to Quill, Jacob, and Embry as dogs. I never saw it fit to asked why. Jacob has a thing for me too, though I have no idea why? I tried to look from his point of view once. He kept begging me, almost to the point that I considered giving him a chance, but I realized that it wouldn't be fair to him cause I didn't love him like that. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of him more than just a friend.
His sister Racheal developed an intense dislike for me because of that. She accused me of leading him on even though I told her time after time again that I wasn't, she still didn't believe me. Racheal had a friend, Leah, who liked Jacob immensely, but Jacob was completely oblivious even though I told him about it. He claimed to be waiting for me to give him a chance, he just wouldn't accept how I felt about him or rather how I did not feel.
Although the distance was one of the reasons I didn't visit often, another was that Jacob could be annoying sometimes, especially when he doesn't get his way. His crush on me also made me uncomfortable unbeknown to him, along with the death glares from Racheal and Leah of course. Lucky for them, I won't be a problem anymore since, I knew I would be leaving soon.
They'll probably even celebrated my departure, speaking of which Alice did not take me moving very well; she burst into tears before nearly squeezing me to death in a hug. She swore she would hide away in my luggage if me leaving became too much for her. She did calm down when I told her we could still go off to college together. I didn't think my parents would prevent me coming back to America for college.
I changed my clothes as soon as I had reached home. At School, it was just as any other day except for the fact that Alice finally found the courage and spoke to Jasper who was elated by the way. Tanya was still a bitch, and Edward was absent which was a blessing for me.
I informed Shayla of where I was heading before I borrowed her car and left for the reservation. I made a turn as I passed the sign marked Reservation. It didn't take long from there and before I knew it, I was pulling into the Blacks driveway. Jacob came out to greet me, he pulled me into a hug before I could even exit the car properly, my feet hovering above the ground. A small squeal escaped me when he swirled me around.
"Put me down you big oaf," I said, pushing on his shoulders for him to release me. Jacob had a tall and muscular frame; he was about 6 feet tall and yet he was only a year older than me.
"Wow Bells, have you gotten shorter?" He asked he ruffled my hair as I swatted at his hand.
"No, you idiot you're the one who sprouted," I replied, I moved past him and towards the door of his house. His father Billy was in a wheelchair; he rolled to greet me at the threshold, how he became confined to a wheelchair? I had no idea. I never asked, and Billy nor his son shared the story. I once asked Shayla about it, and she seemed reluctant to share as well, so I left it at that.
"Hey Billy, how are you?" I asked as I bent down and gave him a brief hug.
"I'm doing okay Bells still alive and kicking' eh."
"Yep, I can see that you look healthy, Jacob seems to be taking good care of you!"
"Eh, well sometimes." He laughed as Jacob moved pass by him and rolled his eyes. I was glad that the relationship between Jacob and his father improved, and they have gotten closer since they weren't before.
"So Bella what do I owe the pleasure of your company this evening, have you finally come to your senses and realize that I'm the man for you?" Jacob smirked at me, he threw a hand over my shoulder and pulled me to his side. I pushed his arm from around me and stepped away from him; his overfriendliness was making me uncomfortable as usual. Why was I friends with him again? Oh, right, we grew up together and after all those years I still have not learned how to tolerate him.
"Um…. I have something to tell you, but it is not what you think, I'm not changing my mind, Jake, I don't think about you like that."
"How would you know if you've never tried Bella, come on just a chance." He wiggled his eyebrows at me, and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Let us take a walk on the beach." I had removed my shoes and socks before I sank my toes into the sand, the warmness beneath felt exquisite. This tranquility was one of the reasons I loved coming here, the feeling of the wind from the sea blew through my hair and the sound of the waves as it crashed onto the rock and on the shore was amazing.
"What's on your mind, Bella?" I looked out to the sea, admiring the beauty before I turned back to him.
"I don't know if your father knows already, perhaps Shayla told him I am not sure, but we're leaving," I said watching his face for his reaction, his face was somewhat neutral, so I didn't know what he was thinking.
"Oh…. Okay, where to?" He asked.
"To England, to meet my parents," I answered.
"Oh!" He said, he stopped and grabbed my arm, stopping me as well. "My father never mentioned anything about it."
"He probably does not know yet either-….."
"So you're not coming back?" He asked, the words so broken coming from his lips, it hurt me.
"Of course, I suppose, I'm not sure when, though. I would like to return, for college, but a lot can happen by then, it kinda annoys to be leaving actually," I said chuckling to lighten the mood.
"You don't sound like it."
"Well, I am, I mean my parents had no part in my life and all of a sudden they want me to uproot my entire life here."
"Well, you don't have to go." Jacob moved and stood directly before me; a small smile was on his face. "What?' I asked a bit confused.
"Think about it; you don't owe your parents anything, where have they been all your life, it is not right that you should leave all you've ever known behind. You could even stay here on the reservation if you want and if Shayla decides she still wanna go, let her."
"Jacob that's crazy Shayla is not going to leave me, you obviously don't know her well and besides, as right as you are about my parents, I still wanna know them, I want answers, and I wanna give them a chance to you know... To explain everything."
"How do you know they even deserve a chance?" He asked, his face contorted with a strange expression.
"Everyone deserves a chance Jacob," I replied. "Except me, right? You won't even consider going on a date with me." He said an unbelievable gasp escaped me; I couldn't believe his assertion.
"Jacob that's not the same thing," I replied astonished by his words.
"Of course, it is, you're willing to give complete strangers a shot at being your parents regardless of the fact that they have been ignoring you for the past sixteen years-..." He said, then scoffed.
"That was not fair, Jacob and you know it, you need to stop being so obsessive. I've tolerated it only because you're my friend; a relationship would jeopardize that. It won't be fair to you because I could never feel the same way you feel about me I'm sorry okay," I shouted, perplexed by his behavior. I wanted him just to get over himself already.
"Fine! Whatever." Jacob moved pass by me heading swiftly in the direction back to his house I stood where I was with my eyes closed a stressful sigh escaped my lips as I shook my head, completely drained after that conversation.
