Chapter Seven-
Bella's Point of View-
I can't believe this. I can't believe this… Esme's mind kept repeating.
What on earth happened?! Carlisle's mind was screaming.
If mom leaves again I'm going to need Michael to come with me.
I shook my head at Celia's thought. If I left, no one would be coming with me this time.
Dad really fucked up this time, Michael thought. I half smiled when I really wanted to laugh. He seemed to know I was listening because he looked over at me and smirked.
Why is every Cullen boy out to hurt Bella?
Wait what? Who was thinking that? I turned my attention to a figure out in the trees and found someone staring straight back at me.
"Isabella could we talk for a moment?" Emmett spoke softly snapping my attention back towards the current situation. I found him standing less then a foot away.
I shook my head, "We need to go to La Push."
He stepped forwards and took hold of my hand, "But-"
I dropped his hand and turned around, "I'm leaving to finish what we came here for. If you want to join
then I suggest-"
"Coming!" Shouted Michael from inside before his father had a chance to reply.
With that, I didn't care if anyone else followed. At least Michael would be there with me. Not that it really mattered if he was or not.
He quickly caught up with me and placed his arm around my shoulder. I could hear Celia's thoughts as well as Emmett's.
Celia wanted to know where exactly we were going while Emmett was rapidly thinking what he should say to make amends. I stopped listening right away not wanting to have to hear it even once. Alice and Jasper were whispering things back and forth but I paid no attention. My main focus was concentrated on the situation before us.
We all ran to the La Push borders where my children looked highly confused as to why we had stopped. I bit my lip contemplating if they would really consider us on their territory as breaking the rules. I shook my head, screw it if they did.
I turned towards Alice and Jasper, "Stay here…"
They knew better then to argue and immediately I saw them grab hold of Emmett's arms. We all knew that he could break the hold easy, but he knew better then to come along.
Celia came up beside Michael and whispered, "I know they are werewolves but-"
"It's more personal then that," I cut in shortly and we walked the rest of the way in silence until we paused once we saw a group of ten Indian males. They were bickering about something until they stiffened and looked our way.
I stepped forward making it so they would focus on me and not Michael or Celia. A few started to shake but I was beyond caring anymore. One stepped forward who I immediately recognized and from his gaze, he recognized me as well. As though to make sure his eyes weren't betraying him, he called out, "Bella, is that you?"
I walked towards him and nodded without saying a word. I would normally be upset about being called by my old nickname, but Jacob could call me anything and I would be fine. Michael went to grab me which I easily side stepped and went on my way.
From the side I saw a werewolf transform and directed my thought to Celia ordering her to keep Michael where he was. Obediently she grabbed around his waist just as the werewolf tackled me to the hard ground.
I could hear Jacob yelling and the others too. Jacob was oredering him off, and the others were cheering him on.
Somehow I flipped him over before he could do any damage. I held his throat down to the ground tightly as he struggled to be able to breathe. I barely let my grip loosen as I held his gaze.
"I'm not a full vampire you idiot!" I screamed. "And even if I was, I think it was a fucking mistake coming here to try and find Jacob's daughter!"
The person slowly turned back into a human as Michael grabbed my shoulder pulling me away, back towards where Celia stood, "We don't have to do this mom," he whispered into my ear.
"I owe them this much at least…"
Jacob raced towards me, "Wait Bella! Please!"
Michael held me tightly but I gently tore his hands away which he immediately switched to wrapping them around Celia.
We were less then five feet apart now and I couldn't help it, I took a couple steps and took hold of his hands.
His eyes widened with surprise. "You really aren't full blooded!"
I smiled. "I'm special, remember?"
"You always were," he murmured as Michaels mind began thinking wildly.
Great, now my son thinks I'm a slut. "These are my children, Michael Charles and Celia Elizabeth."
He glanced at them, "Celia… Cardelia's daughter?"
"Yes…"
"And Michael's is…?
"Mine."
I could tell he really wanted to ask more questions but thought better of it. One question being who Michael's father was. I could tell he was hoping that it wasn't Edward.
"You do smell like them though Bella," he said changing topics.
"I live with full bloods! Of course I smell like them! Normally I don't, and neither do my children." I sighed, "But Jake, what if it were a human and not me that had showed up…"
"He's Paul's son who was recently changed." I moved my eyes to see that indeed he was young. He looked younger then Michael. I shook my head but he continued, "It won't happen again." He turned and glared at his pack, "Understood?"
The boy seemed guilty and nodded as, someone who resembled Paul, placed his hand on his shoulder and squeezed.
Michael cleared his throat bringing my attention back. "We need to get going or else the family is going to upset that we took so long."
"I have a debt to pay to you Jake…"
He was about to protest but I raised my voice. "You saved me along time ago and I returned the favor by leaving you." I lowered my voice now, "For that I am very sorry."
He pulled me into a hug and then groaned, "Bells you really need to shower."
I laughed, "How about I go and take a shower so you and the others can stand being around me…"
"Come to my place when you are finished," he suggested.
Michael stepped forward protectively, "Just her?" I rolled my eyes. He was so much like his father. Always wanting to be the macho man.
"I won't allow the others on my land, and until I hear from your mother that you two don't drink-"
"They don't. The only vampire traits they have are not aging anymore."
"Then you and the children are allowed but not the others."
"Good," Michael said rather rudely as he pulled my arm leaving Jake staring at our departure.
