Chapter Seven
The Enemy Makes A Move Bella's POV"Oh! They better be ready. They are in for the fight of their lives!" Edward yelled. "They are being so stupid! How can they possibly win this war? They can't; it's impossible."
I was quiet this whole time. I didn't know what to say, really. What could I say? "Oh Edward, it'll be fine. You're such a macho-man. They could never take you." I knew it wouldn't be fine. Those damn werewolves had something planned, and they knew what they were doing. They even found out where we went to hide from them, and followed Edward and I to our new meadow in Alaska.
"Bella!" Edward said suddenly, " Do you think we should call Jacob? I mean, that probably wouldn't be a good idea because Billy could answer, and they probably have caller ID." Then an idea swept across his face. I almost smiled because he was so cute when he got going. "Oh! We can use my cell phone. Heck, we could even use your cell phone! Okay, maybe I'll call the rest of the family first, because they should really know about this." He was still a little angry, but who was when they were trying to take down their enemies? I cam out of my reverie and nodded. He froze for a second, and then looked at me sadly. Then, he did the think I least expected him to do. He came up to me, picked me out of my chair, and gave me a fierce hug. I was speechless as he pulled away and kissed passionately on the lips.
"Oh Bella, I was so caught up in thinking about our plans, that I didn't even ask how you were taking all this." He looked at me expectantly.
I was still trying to process it. I turned away from him with a furrow in my brow. I started to realize why I wasn't reacting. I already knew how I felt. If Edward had changed me into a vampire after junior year ended, when I could've had the whole summer to prepare for being one, this wouldn't be happening. Why would Billy bother trying to save me from the Cullens if I was already one of them? It was Edward's fault, not mine. I know I attract trouble, but this time Edward did it. He could've stopped all of this. I gained a newfound confidence, and faced the man I loved. No matter how much I was going to yell at him now, I knew I still loved him, and I had to tell him that.
"I guess I should tell you how I'm feeling about this." I started. I wasn't showing any emotion on my face, but I usually do. I think Edward realized this and his anticipated expression turned to a worried one. "You could've changed me, into a vampire, Edward, at the beginning of summer, and all of this wouldn't have happened." I said to him, emphasizing his name. He started to walk towards me, but I took a step back, and he stopped. His face was so hurt, but maybe now he would understand, finally, how I was feeling. The thought that this wasn't the way to approach this came into my mind. I pushed it away, feeling too selfish to care about my thoughts right now. It was time for him to understand.
"Why? Tell me." I said, waiting. "You could've stopped all of this. Why didn't you?"
"Bella," he said in a weak voice. "I didn't see this happening. Neither did Alice. I really don't know how she didn't see this, but we've just got to deal with this as it comes. We've got to anticipate their moves and counter it with a better one."
"Leave Edward." I cut him off. "I don't want you here right now. I'll be honest with you, I'm really mad and pissed off, and I don't think you want to see this. I love you, so much, and I hope you remember that. Please leave." I repeated, but in a tired tone. He looked so sad and confused, and I almost reconsidered what I had just said. Could I really be this mean?
"Bella…" He started but, thought better of it and walked away with one more look in my direction. "I love you too." He whispered as he passed me. A single tear moved down my cheek.
Yes, I could be this mean.
Bella's POV
When I arrived in the meadow, it was only 12:00. It had taken me a while to walk there, but I did it fast. The sun was still out, but shrouded by clouds. That was all I needed. I knew it was there.
I had left a note in my room, just in case Edward came back to talk to me. I knew he would, because I didn't tell him not to. It said I went somewhere to think, and not to bother to look for me. I'd be back by eight that night. Oh how wrong I was.
I lay in the grass and looked up at the sun. It began to dry the tears that I'd cried in the past half hour. I guess you could say tears were an understatement. I was sobbing so hard on the drive over here, I was sure I would crash.
Maybe Edward had a reason for not changing me. There had to be one. Maybe I just hadn't realized how selfish he was. But he wasn't selfish. He loved me, unconditionally, and (almost) never asked me to do things I didn't want to do. What else could there be? Oh. I remember now. He wanted me to live out my life happy, and with a good job, kids, and a loving husband. I could settle for two. In fact, I would settle for two. Edward would be my loving husband, and I would have a good paying job. Take Carlisle for instance. He loves his (vampire) wife, and has a job as a doctor. He was the perfect example. His reason seemed so stupid. I loved him, and wanted him, in more ways than one. I need to be by his side, or I would literally die. I needed him to live. He couldn't understand that. I would help him to understand. I couldn't be without him, and I knew that he couldn't be without me.
I got up to go drive back home early. I needed to talk to Edward and tell him that he didn't have to be afraid that I would loose a human life. I would gain an eternity with the man of my dreams. A voice stopped me. It was right behind me.
"Stop. Don't move." I recognized that voice! Was that…
"Jacob! What are you doing here?" I asked, a little surprised. I had turned around and was now facing him. He didn't look at me as he said, "I'm here to kidnap you." I looked at him questioningly and let out a nervous laugh.
"What did you just say?"
"I'm going to kidnap you." He said, finally looking me in the eyes. He meant business, and his eyes showed it. He wasn't lying.
"Jacob, what…I…But we just talked yesterday. About your plan to go against Billy." I tried to convince him, but the words came out in a scared voice. This wasn't going to work.
"Bella, just don't cause any trouble. I explain later." He looked so sad as he walked towards me. I tried to step backwards for the second time that day, but ran into something. That something was a chest. It belonged to a large man that wrapped his right arm around my waist, and his left arm around my mouth. Apparently, his left hand held a cloth with sleeping medicine, because I passed out.
I woke up in a comfy, canopy bed. My eyes were almost glued closed, or at least that's what it felt like. There was a window in the room, but there was sun shining through it. Bright sun. This couldn't be Forks. The sun was never this bright there. I gulped as I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I looked around. There was a vanity next to my bed, with a mirror and a few makeup boxes. Across from my bed was chest of drawers with a television on top. A flat screen television. Cool. There was also a light yellow chair on the right corner of the room. I was sitting on a light yellow comforter, with a bunch of pillows around my head. I noticed a camera in another corner of the room, up on the wall. Someone was watching me, again.
Usually, in the movies, someone comes in right after you wake up, but not this time. I waited 10 minutes before finding a remote and turned on the TV. I surfed the channels for another five, and then found MTV. There were music videos on, so it must've been the morning. I watched those for another 15 minutes and glanced around for a clock. No such luck. I laid my head back down on the many pillows, and closed my eyes.
"Oh, Edward. Where are you?" I got out before I started crying. Luckily it wasn't sobbing. The door picked that moment to open, or rather, Jacob picked that moment. That stupid camera. I composed myself and asked, "What do you want? Haven't you done enough already?" He looked saddened by my comment.
"I just came to check on you. I see you're fine. Do you want any breakfast?" So I had assumed right. It was morning, and the sun was still bothering me. Where were we?
"I'll have something, but first I want some questions answered." I tried my luck, and I guess it was good. Jacob sat in the light yellow chair as I stare at him anxiously.
"Ask away." His face was drained of emotion as he looked at me.
"O-Okay. Well, first of all…where are we?" I voiced my previous question and awaited the answer.
"Missouri, close to the Northwestern border." My mouth gaped open in amazement as I wondered at the possibilities of how I got here. Either we flew here in one day, or I've been out for more than that. I went with the latter.
"So, I've been asleep, or, uh, passed out, for a while now?" I asked and tried my luck again.
"Yes, two days to be exact."
"And who else is here with us?"
"I'll tell you later." He said, but he looked happier.
"Jacob, cut the crap!" I had finally burst my bubble. Or he had burst it. He wasn't going to tell me why he took me, or explain how he lied to the Cullens! "Just tell me what's going on. Why are you doing this, and why did you lie to the people I love?" My face showed all my emotions at once, unlike his now composed face.
"Bella, calm down. There is nothing to be worried about. You are in safe hands, and you can't be harmed anymore. You are one of us now. You should be happy that we saved you from them!" He was getting excited now.
"THEM? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?" I was almost crazy now as I stood up and yelled. I already knew, in the back of my mind, what he was talking about. I sure hoped I was wrong."
"A werewolf, of course." I was right. Hopes…they lead you nowhere.
"A werewolf? A WEREWOLF?" He had stood up after he told me what I was now, and I pushed him, with all my strength. Apparently, I had a lot, because he looked at me, surprised, as he hit the wall.
"Whoa." We said at the same time. I looked at my hands and turned for the door. How could this have happened? I was a werewolf, the enemy of my one true, and only, love.
I got to the door, but not before Jacob grabbed my arm. He was strong too, stronger than me. I was pulled back and he sat me on the bed.
"Wait here. Don't move, or you'll pay the consequences." He wasn't happy now. Or excited. He walked out the door, and locked it. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
I was scared out of my mind, in Missouri, and I was a werewolf. Maybe Edward is right. I do attract trouble.
