It's so totally Dec 4!
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Yeah, so sorry for missing TWO days of advent, I'll try and make it up to you with a possible three chapters today, if not then two today two tomorrow.
TeamSethLover: Haha, yeah. At least you have Cute little Jake, so... I actually wanted Glen to stay in Venice for a while, but I guess I kinda screwed myself over with that huh? Lol. Thanks for the review hon.
Thanks so much to all my reviewers, much love to you all! Megan39, FlamsAngel15, TeamSethLover (3x), Guest
Your comments mean so much to me!
For my own sanity, I'll start posting the children's ages now:
Bella-10(just turned)
Ren-10(just turned)
Glen-11(almost 12)
Jake-8(9 in a few months)
Rachel-12
Rebecca-12
Another timeskip, which I intend on holding to this age for a few chapters before another.
Disclaimer: I own nothing recognizable.
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Chapter 3 As the Wolf Cried
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~Two Years Later~
Bella and Jacob were outside, playing with Embry and Quil- two other kids Jacob's age that he had met at school and became friends with, though no one could be a better friend than Bella was.
Charlie and Billy were watching a Mariners game on the Black's TV, while Sarah was out shopping in Port Angeles and Renee was at a job interview. Rachel and Rebecca were both at the Clearwater's house doing homework, middle school was a hard transition for them.
Charlie's phone rang, and he rushed out of the house quickly, leaving all the kids to wonder what happened that would make Bella's dad run out of the house so fast.
"Where's your dad going?" Quil asked, looking after the speeding cruiser in fascination.
"He's not my daddy…" Bella mumbled, irritated. She hated when people called Charlie her dad- he wasn't.
"Bells?" Jake asked "Do you know where Charlie's going?"
"No…" Bella replied, smiling at Jake. He understood her so well- he knew that she didn't like Charlie being called her father and everything.
The group of four continued playing outside until Billy came outside and called the kids in, sending Quil and Embry back to their mothers.
They all sat around the kitchen table, eating a pizza Billy had ordered, when Charlie came in through the door, eyes puffy and red.
"Jacob, why don't you and Bella go to your room while I talk to your dad?" Charlie said, leaving no room for questions. Jacob looked to his father, who nodded for him to do what Charlie had told him.
Bella tailed Jake as they went into his room, Jacob sitting on his bed as Bella closed the door- Charlie was in one of his 'moods' and wouldn't want them hearing what they were saying.
"What do you want to do Bells?" Jake asked as Bella sat next to him on his messy bed.
"I dunno."
"Wanna draw?"
"Okay."
Jake stood up and went to his desk, opening one of the drawers and pulling out a few sheets of copy paper and a few crayons, happy that Bella had wanted to do something instead of just sitting together. Just sitting together led to kissing… yuck. He'd seen his parents follow that chain of events a lot.
Bella slid to the hardwood floor as Jake sank down to meet her, passing her half the paper he pulled from the drawer and two of the four crayons he had grabbed.
Both hunched over their own white rectangle, they stated drawing, Bella drawing a red-orange ocean while Jake drew a cornflower-colored tree.
"What do you think Charlie's talking to my dad about Bells?" Jake asked once he had finished his light blue tree.
"I dunno." Bella replied, thinking about her answer more deeply after the words left her mouth "But it must be sad- Charlie never cries."
"I never cry." Jake boasted, puffing his chest out, trying to impress Bella in that childish way.
Bella just glared at him "Yes you do Jake."
Jacob slumped over, as is he were a balloon whose air was just let out.
"Jacob!"
Jake's head popped up at his father calling his name, his eyes darting to Bella's before they stood up, leaving their abstract drawings behind, walking back to the kitchen together.
When the two walked into the kitchen, Billy's eyes were red and puffy too, which confused them both. What could have made both of the father figures I their lives cry?
"Come here Jake…" Billy said quietly, opening his arms for Jake to walk into.
"What happened dad?" Jake asked, wondering why his dad was hugging him so tight, feeling wetness on his shoulder.
"Y-your mother Jake…" Billy sobbed as Charlie crouched next to Bella.
"I have to go back to the station Bella, do some paperwork so Renee will pick you up soon, okay?"
Bella nodded before looking back at the father and son. She wished that she had that kind of relationship with her father. But she didn't, she could barely remember her real father's face, which made her scared. She could remember how much she loved him, but she couldn't picture him.
When Charlie left, Bella felt awkward in the kitchen, like she was intruding on some private moment. But as she walked into the living room, she heard Jake's cries join his father's. confused, she peeked her head back into the kitchen, seeing Jake's head tucked into his father's chest, before he peeked away, and meet her gaze.
Jake wiggled out of Billy's embrace, and ran over to her, engulfing her in a hug
"She's gone Bells…" he mumbled.
Confused, Bella slowly returned the hug.
"Who's gone?" Bella asked, confusion lacing her voice.
"Mommy's gone…" Jacob mumbled before heavy sobs shook his body.
Tears built in the corners of Bella's eyes- Sarah was like a mother to her as well, more of a mother to her than Renee ever would be, but still less than her real mom, whom she also missed terribly.
Sobs resonated throughout the kitchen as the three mourned the loss of a mother and wife.
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When Renee walked into the Black house as the sun set, she was first met with the sight of Jacob and Bella locked in a tight embrace in the couch, before walking into the kitchen to find Sarah instead finsind a statuesque Billy instead.
"What happened, Where's Sarah?" she asked, confused as to where one of her best friends was.
"She's dead. Sarah's dead."
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