Me: Yo! So I'm in bio ignoring dihybrid crosses! That means its typing time! Also I need to get rid of some nerves because I'm playing a regional softball game tonight!
Shadow: Since when do you care? You usually just play and don't care what happens unless it's LCS. . .
Me: I care when it's this big a game! Now shut up and let me type!
Shadow: Gosh you're so rude. . .
Me: Me? You're the one who was yelling at me yesterday for humming in Computer class even though I had to listen to you singing Jonas Brothers songs the entire first semester. . .
Shadow: Be that way. . .
Me: I will! Anywho- disclaimer time!
Disclaimer: Seriously why do I even bother doing this every chapter? I do not own Twilight for the ninth time! On with the story!
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"Jacob, would you like to know how we can get Bella out of the way?"
"You mean. . .for good?" Jacob replied, mirroring Edward's smile.
"Yes." Edward responded, smiling even wider as he heard Jacob already beginning to plan. This would be fun. Little did either one know, this would turn out with a much different conclusion than either one was willing to acknowledge now.
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Edward and Jacob sat in a clearing in the forest. They had been here for hours already just talking and planning. Neither one would be willing to admit it, but secretly, neither of them really wanted to leave just yet. Because of this they had spent the hours thinking of ever more ways of getting Bella out of the way. They had played around with ideas for getting her to leave Forks, and also with making things very dangerous for her. Dangerous to the point that she would actually want to leave Edward. At first it had seemed like a lost cause to get either one to work for, as Jacob had pointed out, she loved Edward more than life itself. Be it as it may, Edward was sure they could do it. They just had to focus, and figure out a way to make it work somehow.
By the time the sun set just beyond the boundaries of their small, coastal world, they had their first plan. A plan that with a little luck just might work. Already it wouldn't take much luck to injure Bella. The two newly united comrades shared one final conspiratorial look before each went their separate ways. Both were confident of victory, possibly even in the near future. Wait. Future.
As Edward climbed into his silver Volvo, he remembered something he had forgotten. Alice. She would know what they were planning. No doubt she would be waiting even now for him to get home. Edward cursed his own stupidity. How could he have forgotten something so obvious? But then he seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Whenever he was with Jacob. Whenever he so much as thought of Jacob. With a disheartened, but determined mind set, Edward began the short drive home to the best friend of his newly acquired enemy. He would solve this problem somehow. After all, he had an advantage that Alice didn't. He knew how she thought. She couldn't quite say the same about him.
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Jacob started whistling on his way home. He was happier now than he had been in a while. Maybe Edward didn't love him, but at least he wanted to hang out with him. It was something at least. No longer would Jacob be left alone wondering about tomorrow. No longer would he have reason to believe that something was sickeningly wrong with him. No longer would he have to struggle to maintain a normal attitude. No more. He had a reason to live again.
Jacob walked into his house still whistling. Billy stared at him as he walked inside. Of course. Billy would have noticed how depressed Jacob had been lately. He might have even suspected him capable of suicide. This sudden change in demeanor would be a little disorienting at first, but at this point Jacob didn't really care. All he knew was that the biggest obstacle in his life would (hopefully soon) disappear. Maybe then Jacob could have his chance. Then a disturbing thought crashed down on his previous ecstasy.
Jacob felt the blissful look melt from his face, replaced by one that could only be described as pure fear and horror. What if Edward left after all this was over? What if he was just using Jacob to help him get rid of Bella? What if this was some sort of trap? So many questions and mental accusations whirled through Jacob's head; he was surprised it didn't explode. He wished it would. Anything to save him from this sudden crushing agony. Jacob all but ran the rest of the way into his room, and then collapsed onto his bed.
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Edward pulled up into his driveway and groaned. Just as he had thought, Alice was waiting for him. She had a look of expectation and frustration. Curious, Edward probed her mind. This was different than the expression he had thought she would have. He had expected one of rage and hatred; instead, she just looked annoyed at something.
Nothing could have prepared Edward for what he heard in Alice's mind. She wanted to help him and Jacob. Why? What could she gain from this? Why would she of all people want to get rid of Bella? Alice waited until Edward stepped out of his car before saying anything.
"I want to help you."
"I could see that. Why?"
Alice just shrugged self-consciously and answered while staring at the ground.
"Bella's changed. She really has. I don't know why, but she's just become so- so selfish and arrogant. I've noticed it ever since prom. She's become a monster. She deserves to be silenced."
Alice said the last part with a cold sense of finality. Edward read the sincerity in her mind and gave her a twisted smile.
"Welcome to the team."
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By the end of the night, Jacob had draw just two conclusions from his brooding. The first was that this had to be some sort of a trap. After all, why would Edward suddenly turn against the woman he had loved for a year now? She couldn't possibly have changed that much. Could she? The second was that Jacob didn't care anymore. He didn't care what Edward's intentions were. He didn't care what the consequences of his behavior would be. He didn't care about what others thought of him. He only cared about seeing Edward as often as he could. No matter how brief these encounters would be. No matter how soon they would cease to exist, as Jacob was positive they soon would. No matter how much Edward turned out to secretly hate him. None of that mattered now. All that mattered to Jacob anymore was Edward. Everything about Edward, everything that reminded him of Edward, everything that Edward was, and everything that Edward wasn't. Jacob would treasure all of this now, while he still could.
With this resolution in mind, Jacob got out of his bed and began to get ready to meet Edward once again. As he thought in anticipation of his day, Jacob felt shivers go down his back. With a start, Jacob realized something. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, more infinite than the air he breathed and greater than the sky itself; Jacob truly loved Edward Cullen. The only question left was how he had imprinted on someone before even knowing that werewolves really existed. Jacob shook his head. It didn't matter anymore. Answers would come with time; but now it was time to meet Edward.
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Edward drove stiffly as he went to meet Jacob. Alice was sitting in the passenger seat, chatting away. She didn't sense the anxiety just underneath the calm façade and wouldn't understand even if she did. Edward was nervous, not about planning to get rid of Bella, but about how Jacob would react to this new development. Edward wasn't entirely sure why, but for some inexplicable reason he seemed to care more about what Jacob thought of him than anything else. Edward was afraid that Jacob would see Alice as a threat to their purpose or as evidence that he couldn't trust Edward with something like this. Edward didn't want either of these.
Edward silently thanked Alice as she fell silent. She had finally figured out that he wasn't listening to her anymore. The two vampires continued their drive in silence. When they got within sight of the border, they made a right turn and headed into a little used side road. They exited at the beginning of an old hiking trail. Through there was where the two would meet Jacob and go over the minute details of their first of a series of plans. Edward took a final deep breath as he followed Alice into the forest. He would soon know exactly what Jacob thought about Alice joining their cause.
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Jacob sat in a clearing, his head in the clouds as he daydreamed about Edward. When he heard someone coming, he was shocked at first. There were two people coming. Why? Was it someone other than Edward? Or had he decided it wasn't worth leading him on and brought Bella to humiliate him? Jacob stood with a sense of foreboding as two figures stepped forward. Jacob was shocked. Why was Edward's sister here? What did she have to do with any of this?
Shock soon gave way to surprise as he saw the look on Edward's face. It was a look of uncertainty and anxiety as he stared at Jacob waiting for his reaction. Jacob kept his face composed as he looked quizzically at Edward's face. There was silence for several seconds as each waited for the other to say something. Alice stood between them as she observed her surroundings, seemingly oblivious to the nerves of the two boys. Or maybe it was because she already knew how this would end. Finally, Edward made the first move.
"This is my sister Alice. She wants to help us."
Jacob's calm mask melted away, giving away his surprise as he stared with a new interest in Alice's direction. Jacob noted that she was actually very pretty for a vampire. He didn't notice the jealousy in Edward's eyes as he read that thought.
"So, I guess you're in on it now."
"Yes, I guess I am." She replied in a musical voice, somehow similar to Edward's. On that note, Edward released a sigh of relief and the three supernatural beings discussed the details that had to be decided on for their plan the next day.
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The day had come and gone faster than Edward had thought possible. He had prepared everything for their plan late the previous night and now, it was time to execute it. Edward carefully arranged his face into an impassive deception to hide his zealous and eager emotions. He soon picked up Bella at her house and drove her to school, careful to keep up a conversation so as to avoid suspicion. They got to school and their first few classes passed slowly. Of course. The plan was going to happen at lunch so of course the universe had to cruelly tick off the time as slowly as possible. Finally, the lunch bell rang.
Edward took Bella's books for her and led her to the cafeteria. He told her to go ahead and get her lunch while he found them a place to sit. He found the seat he wanted and turned to watch Bella with a keen and intense gaze. Time seemed to slow down as Bella headed for the trap set just for her. She walked in slow motion past a soda machine and before she knew what hit her, it blew up sending flying bits of screaming aluminum and flaming metal bits and pieces everywhere. Edward watched the time-slowed process before him and felt a thrill of exhilaration at the success. His adrenaline increased to an alarming rate as he gazed at the dangerously beautiful sight in front of him. Then, as his face showed an expression of victory and excitement, he felt his world once again turn upside down. Standing there, in the middle of an island of wreckage, was Bella, a look of absolute terror on her face. The plan had failed.
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Jacob felt his phone vibrate in his pocket as he received a new text message. Discreetly, he pulled it out, careful not to let his teacher see, and felt his heart accelerate as he saw that it was from Edward. Had their plan worked? Jacob suddenly felt all the anxiety that had built up all day without him even realizing it. With trembling fingers, Jacob opened the phone and read the message that the love of his life had sent him.
Plan failed. Meet me and Alice in the usual place after school.
Jacob felt his disappointment double as he slipped the phone back into his pocket. His emotions surprised him. He wasn't disappointed that the plan hadn't worked. He had hoped for that because as long as they shared a common enemy, he wouldn't have to be separated from Edward. What disappointed him was that the message was so short. It made Jacob think that all Edward wanted was to get rid of Bella already and that the only reason he was still with Jacob was because he made it more likely to achieve this goal quickly.
Jacob felt the familiar depression settle over him, and then he pushed it away. There wasn't time to feel depressed now. He would be meeting Edward in just a little while. He had to prepare. Maybe all he wanted was to get rid of Bella, but Jacob would do his best to make sure this happened. For Edward, and for himself.
"Jacob, would you care to answer the question?"
Jacob jolted as his teacher called his name, forcing him out of his meditation.
"Uh. . ."
What was the question?
"Uh. . . true?" Jacob guessed.
"Correct, now can you explain why the statement is true?"
"Uh. . . because it obviously isn't false."
"And why is that?"
"Because, uh, it's true."
Jacob sighed; this was going to be a long day.
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Edward waited for Jacob in the clearing. Where was he? He was usually the one here first. Was something wrong? Was he hurt? Was he- wait, why was Edward immediately going to the worst case scenario? Why did he care so much? And why did he shudder at the thought of life without Jacob?
As Edward contemplated this, Jacob walked into the clearing and Edward suppressed a sigh of relief.
"Sorry I'm late."
"Its ok, where were you?"
"Talking to my teacher."
"Why?"
"Uh, no reason."
Edward innerly laughed at the story playing over in Jacob's head. Then, they got to work, Alice joining the conversation now as well. Before long, they had what was (hopefully) a foolproof plan. This time, Jacob would be the one to go through with it.
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Bella stared at the phone with an intensity that she was surprised didn't melt it. After several minutes, she looked at the clock. 8:02 p.m. Why hadn't Edward called her yet? He had promised. Just then, the phone's shrill ring filled the silence and Bella snatched up the phone as fast as her human speed would allow.
"Hello?" she breathed, not knowing why she wasted her time with that petty greeting when the love of her life was on the other end. Or so she thought. A very different voice from Edward's responded to her.
"Hey, Bella!"
Jacob. What did he want?
"I just wanted to apologize for how I acted the other day. I really want to make it up to you. I hope Cullen didn't get too mad at you for coming to see me."
Bella smiled. Finally. He realized that she was right and came crawling back to her.
"Well, I guess I could forgive you. What did you have in mind for making it up to me?"
"Why don't you come over to La Push tomorrow? Well, ask Edward first. I don't want to get you into trouble again."
"I'll let you know."
With that sentiment, Bella hung up her phone and awaited Edward's call."
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Jacob tried to keep from gagging as he hung up the phone. That had been harder than he thought. Being nice to Bella. It used to be so easy, but now it just seemed to go against nature. Jacob recoiled at the thought of spending the entire day with her tomorrow. Well it had to be done. He just had to keep reminding himself that it was for Edward.
When he recovered some of his wits, Jacob dialed Edward's number and told him that he had just got off the phone with Bella. Jacob smiled every time he heard that perfect voice on the other end, all the time wishing they were closer together, all the time hoping. All too soon, Edward had to call Bella.
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Edward called Bella after getting off the phone with Jacob. She answered almost immediately. After greetings were exchanged, Bella told him what Jacob had said and asked if she could go tomorrow.
"Of course." Edward replied.
"Really?" Bella asked. Clearly she had not expected this answer from him.
"Yes, I wouldn't stop you. If you think its ok, then I'm sure it is. You would probably just sneak out anyway if I said no."
"Hmm, right." Bella replied, clearly embarrassed.
After some more small talk, Edward politely excused himself from the phone call, already eagerly awaiting tomorrow.
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The night came and went, once again leaving Edward and Jacob in an anxious frenzy. Alice knew what would happen, but for some reason seemed to enjoy watching the two boys suffer together and rethink their plans.
When it was time, Jacob waited for Edward to drop Bella off at the border. He paced restlessly. How was he going to do this? He had barely been able to survive a two minute phone call with Bella, so how was he going to survive an entire day with her? His worries increased dramatically as he heard the purr of Edward's Volvo. When the car stopped and Bella stepped out, Jacob looked at Edward and saw the faith he had in him. That was all he needed. If Edward believed he could do this, then he must. No sooner had Jacob reached this conclusion then Edward drove away leaving Jacob alone with both Bella and his own dark thoughts.
Jacob and Bella exchanged greetings and Jacob led her to his house. He had to start this out innocently enough that Bella wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary. They hung out in Jacob's garage, went to the beach, and took a walk. All innocent pastimes for Bella, all horrifying tortures for Jacob. Finally, after what seemed like hours of forced conversations and smiles, Jacob judged it time to put the plan into motion.
"Hey, you want to try something else?"
"Like what?"
"Cliff diving."
"Cliff diving?"
"Yea, all of us locals do it! Don't worry, it's perfectly safe."
"Well, ok then."
Jacob hid his victorious smirk. Phase one complete. He led Bella to the cliff and brought her over to the edge. He looked down and smirked at the craggy rocks at the bottom. He hadn't lied. The locals really did go cliff diving. Just not from this particular cliff. He turned to Bella.
"Ok, are you ready? This is going to be a lot of fun!"
"Uh, well, I guess so. . ."
With that, Jacob brought Bella to the edge, and as she looked over the side, Jacob abruptly pushed her. The first thing that happened was the ear-splitting scream that easily overpowered the calming sound of the waves. The next was that Jacob leaned over the side with a faked look of horror.
"Oh my god! Bella! I'm so sorry!"
Jacob yelled this last part in victory, but at that moment, he heard a loud splash as something hit the water. His face fell into disbelief as he looked over the edge and saw Bella, not crushed into a million pieces by the multitude of rocks, but swimming just a few feet away from those same rocks. Jacob shook his head in frustration and denial. There was no way she could have survived that fall, yet there she was. How the hell had she missed the rocks?
Still shaking his head, Jacob walked down the mountain to meet with Bella at the bottom.
"Oh my god! That was so incredible! I seriously thought I was going to die! Now I know why you guys like cliff diving so much!" Bella gushed.
"Um, Bella, I uh, think it's time for you to go home."
"What? But why?"
"Um, well it's just kind of late, don't you think?"
"Well, I guess so. . . I'll call Edward."
Jacob felt his previous level of depression sink even lower as he realized that as soon as Edward heard her voice, he would know that Jacob had failed. He would realize that Jacob was nothing but a failure.
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A few days later, the latest plan had been thought through and Edward and Jacob were hopeful that this time, the plan would actually work. Alice was going to Port Angeles with Bella. It seemed innocent, but while there, Alice would excuse herself at some point and then the plan would be set into motion. Little did Bella know, Edward and Jacob were going to follow her on the trip and they had hired some members of a local gang to mug her, carefully making sure that they knew not to strike until Alice was gone.
Edward and Jacob met with the three men in an obscure street corner. There they handed over an envelope of money which the men then proceeded to count. Satisfied that all the promised cash was there, they closed the deal and gave them the address and time. Now, they just had to wait until Alice came home alone with some sob story of what had "really" happened. Soon enough, they heard the car pull into the driveway.
Eagerly, Edward and Jacob ran outside. Alice was alone. Jacob felt a thrill of excitement course through his veins. That is, until he saw the look on Alice's face. Jacob immediately felt his momentary giddiness fail him.
"What happened?" he asked.
Alice then explained what had occurred. Apparently, the men had been waiting in the correct spot at the exact time they were told. Alice had excused herself from Bella's company as soon as she had sensed them nearby. What happened next surprised even Edward. Bella had pulled out a can of pepper spray when the men came at her and had impaired all three before running to find Alice.
Edward and Jacob were even more frustrated than they had been for the first, and even the second, failed attempts. Just how hard was it to kill one human girl? She was already the clumsiest person in America. Why was nothing working? What more could they do to get rid of her before they got caught?
The three of them quickly agreed to meet at the clearing the following day to discuss their fourth plan and with murmured goodnights, they departed to their respective homes.
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Edward, Jacob and Alice met as previously stated, in the usual clearing.
"So what now?" Jacob asked. He was starting to hate this seemingly futile mission, even if it had brought him and Edward a little closer together.
"I don't know. We may have to approach more dangerous ground for a chance of success." Edward replied, by far the most patient of the group.
"I don't understand this. I saw Bella's grave when we first started this, but I don't know how we got her there." Alice said.
"Well I think Edward's right. We need to go to more drastic measures." Jacob said, feeling (as usual) the thrill of his blood flashing in his veins as he said Edward's name.
"Maybe, but the question now becomes how far we can go." Alice pointed out.
The group continued their conversation until they had a few ideas, but none of them seemed likely to work. They could bring her to Italy and allow the Volturi to find her, but then came the question of how they would get her there. They could leave her in a desert somewhere, but she still might survive. After all, there were Starbucks everywhere. They could send her to a lecture hall and hope she died of boredom, but then when did that ever work. Their plans became increasingly desperate as each new idea was shot down.
Finally, Jacob suggested in a frenzy of desperation that they just get a gun or something and shoot her. Then Edward pointed out that that particular murder would leave evidence. Evidence that could easily be traced back to them. With renewed hopelessness, the group departed for the day. They didn't see how this could possibly work for them.
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Jacob walked through his front door with his now usual dejected expression. He ignored Billy in the living room and collapsed on his bed. Just a few hours later, the phone rang. Jacob just stared at his bedroom floor and waited for the ringing to stop. It did and for a while there was only alternating silence and murmured shock from Billy. Jacob wondered vaguely what had happened.
When Jacob heard Billy hang up the phone, he waited for Billy to come to him. When his door opened, Jacob looked at him quizzically. Billy looked haggard. His cheeks were drawn, his face showed pure shock and some ancient sadness that Jacob couldn't comprehend. His eyes shone with desperation that Jacob could only compare to the wild look of a madman. Jacob could only stare and wonder what had made his father this way all of a sudden.
"Charlie just called."
"Ok." Jacob was now more confused than before. What could Charlie possibly have told him?
"He just got home from work, and he found Bella dead on the floor."
Understanding dawned on Jacob as he realized what had occurred. The God who had made his life a living hell ever since Bella had moved here had finally taken pity on him and blessed him in this roundabout, lucky way. Billy did what he thought was a thoughtful gesture and left Jacob alone with his own thoughts. As soon as he was out of earshot, Jacob yanked out his cell phone and called Edward.
"So you heard?" the velvety voice on the other end said.
"Yes, but how-"
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out."
"All right, call me later then."
Jacob sighed as he hung up his phone. He really wished he could have talked with Edward more, but instead he just sat on his bed and waited for him to call back. Just hours after their conversation, the call came.
"Well?"
"I can't believe this!" Edward interjected. Jacob involuntarily flinched. He had never heard so much venom and disgust in his voice before. As little as he cared to admit it, it kind of scared him a little bit.
"W-what happened?"
"She got a paper cut!"
"What!" Jacob now felt the same anger and disbelief in his own voice as he heard in Edward's.
"Apparently she was reading a book and she got a paper cut so she started freaking out and ran to the kitchen to throw up in the sink. On her way there, she tripped on a door frame, hit a knife on the edge of the counter with her hand, and landed on top of the knife when she fell."
For some inexplicable reason, one question formed on Jacob's tongue after he heard this story, "What book was she reading?"
"Romeo and Juliet."
Jacob shook his head in disbelief. Someone had to be pulling a prank on them. This was too ironic for real life. Yet somehow, deep in his soul, he knew it was true. Bella was gone. And now Edward had no one to claim him. Jacob smiled to himself. Maybe he had a chance after all.
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Me: Yo! So sorry for the delay but this took a lot of work and since I have finals in two weeks, it's been pretty busy in school.
Shadow: That's just her excuse for not working harder.
Me: Ok, maybe it is. Bad Thunder! Well review anyway!
Shadow: All flames will be given to me to roast marshmallows!
Me: Unless I steal them all! Bwa-ha-ha!
Shadow: You wouldn't dare!
Me: Try me! I own a gun!
Shadow: But you're too nice to use it on me.
Me: Maybe. . .
