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Emmett: Hey! Human Girl whats up!?
Me: Hey Em! Tell everyone how you belong to me.
Emmett: What?! *Rosalie walks up behind Emmett, and glares at me.*
Me: Uhhh...Never mind!
Emmett:*Holds out his hand* I want a cookie! *Rosalie smacks him upside the head* Ouch!
Me: Sorry Em. I don't have any cookies.
Emmett: I vant to drrrink vure bloooood! *starts chasing me*
Me: *runs away screaming* Not the Blood noooooooo!
Chapter 8
Sick
I pulled my hair away from my face and hastily put it in a low bun. I bent over the toilet as another dry heave pushed its way up my throat. I heard a knock on the door.
"Bella are you okay? Don't you want some of the breakfast I fixed you?" Charlie asked concerned.
"No thanks dad, I'm not feeling so good. I think I am going to skip breakfast." I managed to mutter before another wave of nausea hit me.
"But you only took one bite." He said disappointed that his one attempt at cooking had failed so miserably.
"It was enough." I whispered, wiping my mouth on a towel before getting up from the bathroom floor. My stomach growled, I placed my hand on my stomach as I turned to face the full length mirror that was on the back of the door. I looked awful, but that fit because I felt awful. I studied myself in the mirror. My hair looked like a rats nest, I hadn't brushed it in days. My eyes were red and puffy, probably because I had not stopped crying in a week. I looked thinner, which on most people would have been a good thing, but not me. I looked gross.
"Bella I have to go to work, call me if you need me. I'll be home for supper." I opened the bathroom door.
"Okay Char-Dad, have a good day. How does home made Enchiladas sound?" his eyes lit up at the mention of food.
"Sounds good Bella, bye." He gave me an awkward one armed hug. He lumbered down the stairs.
"Bye Dad." I replied. I heard the front door open, and then close. I turned back to the bathroom. I undressed quickly and got in the shower. i turned the water as hot as it would go. It burned my skin, but I didn't mind.
It reminded me of Jacob.
I gently washed and conditioned my hair. Then I just stood under the steady stream of hot water. I closed my eyes, letting the water run over my tense body. Too soon the water turned cold. I shivered, then turned off the water. I gently wrapped a towel around my self. I walked into my bedroom, finding some big gray sweat pants, and a huge old tee shirt, it was green and said Kiss Me I'm Not Irish on it. I quickly changed, then walked down the stairs to the kitchen. I saw the plate of runny eggs that Charlie had called breakfast. I gaged as it slid into the trash. I noticed the bread sitting out, suddenly I was hungry for peanut butter and jelly. I pulled out the peanut butter, I realized that we had no jelly. I sighed, well it was better than nothing. After I made my peanut butter sandwich, I sat down at the table, that was when I saw the note, it was from Charlie.
Bella,
Jake called last night, he wants to talk to you.
Please call him back.
Love you
Charlie
I had to call him, to reason with him. to try to convince him to take me back. I was willing to do or give up anything. We were going to talk about this...girl.
I picked up the phone, and dialed the number.
"Who is it?" I would know that voice anywhere, it was Charlie.
"Hey Baby, its mommy. Is daddy there?" there was a loud bang, like the phone had been dropped on the floor.
"Hello, hello. Is someone there?" I breathed, my grip on the phone tightened.
"Mommy is that you?" A little voice answered, it was Caleb.
"Hey sweetie, how are you?" I whispered as tears streamed down my face, God I missed them so much.
"I miss you mommy. When are you coming home?" I could tell he was crying. How was I suppose to tell him that I was never coming back. That his daddy had fallen in love with another woman. I couldn't.
I just couldn't.
"It's okay baby, mommy will be home soon." i whispered.
I heard a low grumble in the background. Then I heard a familiar voice. "Bella?" Jacob's voice sounded rough, like he had been crying.
"Hey, how are the boys?" I asked wiping away the tears on my cheek.
"They are good, listen Bells, we need to talk about what is going to happen now."
"What do you mean?" I asked concerned. I didn't understand, what was going to happen was that I was going home to him and we would live happy ever after.
"I mean that Tina is living with us now and I just want the boys to have a normal life. Well I mean as normal as it can get with a werewolf. I was us to be a family..."
"She's living with you...In our house?" I whispered
"Yea." He muttered
My head spun. That...Woman was living in my house...With my boys. She was tucking them in at night, she was feeding them breakfast in the mornings. No, it wasn't right...I felt sick again.
"Bella?" Jacob sounded concerned. I couldn't hear him. I was too busy trying to hold back the nausea.
"I got to go." I managed before i rushed to the sink, choking up whatever i had left in my stomach. I lifted my head out of the sink, to turn on the water. I grabbed the towel next to the sink and wiped my mouth again. I walked back over to the table and picked up the phone, the beep beep beep of a dead line filled my ears.
So this was how it was going to be? Jacob was living with another woman, the boys were unhappy, and i wanted to die. Pain ripped at my chest, like some beast was clawing its way through what was left of my heart. I sucked in a painful breath. I sat down as the room started to spin.
What was i going to do now?
I had nothing to live for, everyone that i ever loved left me eventually. I had nobody. No one was ever going to love me, i was damaged goods. I just wanted to be happy. Sobs erupted out of my mouth. I could not be here another minute. I was suffocating, my chest heaved but no air came into my lungs. I ran out of the house. I didn't even care that it was pouring outside, the rain washed away my tears. I couldn't see where i was going, i missed a step and fell flat on my stomach. I laid my head on the cold wet concrete, it wasn't until i lifted my head from the ground that i saw the puddle of blood on the ground. The sobs hardened. I slowly got up from the ground and stumbled to the truck.
I did not know where i was going, but i wasn't staying here anymore.
I drove faster than what i should have, my old truck groaned in protest. The tears flowed down my cheeks. I was so tired of crying, i wiped away the tears. I wasn't going to cry for Jacob anymore i promised, never again. It was still hard for me to breath. I gasped for air but it didn't help. I pulled over on the road, i just wanted to get out of the truck. I slammed the truck door, I stumbled away from the road, into the forest. It wasn't until i was on a familiar path that i realized where i was going, the meadow. The last place i had ever been truly happy. Suddenly i wanted to see it, remembering the place that i had spent so much time with Him. I started walking faster, remembering how it looked that day, beautiful, just like him. I just wanted to see something beautiful again. I stumbled over many roots and branches. I lost all track of time, i just constrained on the path, and where the danger spots were. I stumbled over a root and into a clearing. I looked up, and that was when i saw him.
He was leaning against a tree on the far side of the meadow. He looked like a statue of a god, chiseled out of marble. His bronze hair looked ruffled, windblown. His eyes were concentrated on the ground, the dark purple circles under his eyes stood out the most...making him look- haunted. He was the most beautiful thing i had ever seen. It isn't real i told my self, there was no way that he would be here right now. When i opened my eyes he would be gone...even though i didn't want him to be. I opened them again, this time he was starring at me intently. I stopped breathing. It was just my brain playing tricks on me, he wasn't really there. It was just a bunch of chemicals in my brain telling me he was there. I blinked again, He was suddenly right in front of me, it took all the strength in me not to reach out to him. If this was a chemical doing this to me, i wanted it all the time.
"Bella?" the most beautiful voice in the world said to me.
Yup bottle some of that for me...I would take it. I closed my eyes, letting this moment sink in.
"Bella." I felt cold hands on either side of my face. I opened my eyes. His eyes were the deepest black i had ever seen. I let out a breath.
"Yes?" I whispered, suddenly i was dizzy. Everything around me went black.
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