Hey Everyone!
Okay soo I sorta lied about this chapter. The one you got to bust out the tissues for is the next chapter, but still, this one isn't one of the fluff ones.
But here's a sadder note. I'm taking a quick vay-cay with the family. Probably 3-4 days without an update.
I wrote as much as I could, combining chapter 9 & 10 to create just 1 chapter. So be grateful.
Sorry for the inconvenience!
Enjoy!
P.S. It's Stephenie Meyer's characters and story line and everything else that's Twilight related. Sheesh.
Bella POV
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You think that by now I'd know, cause here we go, go, go again -- Here We Go Again by Demi Lovato
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I woke up in the morning crying. My throat was okay, so I think I wasn't screaming. But the stinkin' dream I have every night is making me mad. I know I'm no where near getting over Edward, but I thought that the dream would die down.
Shaking off the dream, I went to get ready for school. Why didn't my alarm clock go off? I looked over to see it smashed into a million pieces. I didn't do that. I couldn't be able to do that. So what time was it exactly?
I looked out the window. The cruiser wasn't there.
I must be so late! I ran to Charlie's room, and read the clock. 11:56 am.
Crap! No! I'm so late! Why didn't Charlie wake me up! I was rushing to the door when I realized, why did I even have to go to school?
The project for last period is due today. Thank you brain. Thank you. I decided I might as well go at lunch, giving myself 50 minutes to get ready.
I took a shower, and looked in the mirror. My shoulder is now a nasty mix of purple and blue, and a random bone is sticking out. I'll go to the hospital later. I realized that I only put make-up on when I'm with Jake. I threw on some blush and mascara, and decided it was enough. I looked in my closet, and seeing my blue washed jeans. I picked them up, with a white cotton v-neck shirt, and my red classic converse. I made my way to the mirror. Decent.
Time for school, I thought.
I grabbed my backpack from beside the side table, and ran downstairs to grab my jacket. As I was grabbing it, I saw Jake's and Embry's jacket sitting on the kitchen table. It wouldn't bother Jake if I wore his jacket? After all, he is extremely hot (in both ways), and he didn't want his jacket. I shrugged mine off and put on Jake's. It smelled just like him, that wood lodge-type smell. It smelled fantastic. I clutched my keys and slung my bag over my good shoulder, walked to the car, and shoved the keys in the ignition. As I was driving, I was thinking about how Jake was last night. He looked like someone was burning him. I couldn't stand to see Jake in that kind of pain. I couldn't stand to see Jake in any type of pain.
I caught sight of something white in the trees. It was in the shape of a person. I only saw it for a tiny second, and it vanished.
I stomped on the brakes. Too pale to be human. Too fast to be human.
Another vampire.
Why have two vampires shown up after Edward left, telling me he would never see him or of his kind again?
Or it was just one vampire. On two separate occasions.
Why the hell did I stop? I slammed on the gas and gunned it down the highway. I was hyperventilating. And then I stopped breathing all together. My lungs closed up. I tried breathing my an air bubble was stuck in my throat, causing me to choke. I just wanted to be home with Jake around my arms.
Once I thought of Jake, I started to breathe again. I put one hand over my chest, and one hand on the steering wheel. I couldn't wait to make it to school.
While I was driving, I could see smoke from far away. Odd.
Once I pulled up in the parking lot, I heard the bell ring, indicating it was lunch time. I took a deep breath, feeling the raw edges of my throat burn, and got out my car. I really needed Jake right now, but he was probably at school, I would see him after school. That thought put a smile on my face as I skipped, yes skipped, to the cafeteria.
I spotted my normal table, but thought I should get some water. I waited in line and saw this cheesy slice of pizza, and I really wanted it bad. I asked for it and bought it. I walked to my table with a smile on my face. They all were muttering over some fire that happened early in the morning.
"Hey everyone!"
Everyone looked at me. Shock written on each one of their faces.
"How was your weekend?"
They still looked at me with a shocked expression.
Did I kill someone's cat or something? They just kept on staring at me. Might as well have dyed my hair blue or something if they were gonna stare like this.
I sat down between Mike and Angela, "What? Do I have something in my teeth?"
Mike broke out of his state of shock, "No Bella, you don't have anything in your teeth."
I smiled at Mike, "Thanks Mike."
He flinched from my smile. Maybe everyone was just shocked at me being happy.
Someone tapped my shoulder. It was Angela.
"Bella, how are you?"
This is why I liked Angela. Besides Jake, she was the only friend who was supportive of me through my zombie phase. She actually cared about my well-being.
I smiled at her, "I'm fantastic, Ang."
I heard Jess speak, "It wouldn't happen to be of some boy. Right Bella?"
I was going to take her up on her challenge, "Actually, he is the reason why I'm happy."
Beside me, I saw Mike's face fall. He STILL has a crush on me? Jesus Mike, get a hold of yourself!
Jessica came running around the table and shoved Mike out of his seat. "Details. I want details! Does he go to this school? What kind of person is he? Jock, Indie, Nerd? Is he hot?!"
"Calm down, Jess. His name is Jacob Black, he's from the Quileute reservation, so he goes to the school there. He's more of just a casual guy."
She looked excited, "Jacob Black? From the bonfire a while back?"
"Yep that's him. Only he's alot taller, and alot bigger."
"Bigger?"
"His muscles are huge. But not as huge as his friend Quil's. But they are big."
I could hear Mike's self-esteem shatter into little tiny pieces of nothing. This must bruise his ego that I don't go for guys like him.
Jess was practically screaming, "Oh I have to meet his friend! You'll have one for you and I'll have one for me."
Quil with a senior girl? He's going to flip. And Jess is probably going to flip too, considering she's going to explode with excitement. It was bittersweet since she was only using me to get to Quil.
The rest of the day was normal. Go to class, stare at the front board and dream about Jake and what we might do today, get out of class, go to the next period. Repeat day dreaming. The final bell rang and I grabbed my stuff to leave. I walked into the parking lot, and found my car. As I was making my way to the car, I saw the vampire. Again.
The vampire vanished before I could tell it's eye colour.
Three sighting after he left. Two in one day.
I made a beeline straight for my house. I didn't stop at stop signs and I tried to jump the traffic light, but I couldn't make it. Once I got home, I locked all of the locks on the door. I know it wouldn't stop a vampire, but I felt safe that I could hear something click into place. I walked to the phone to call Jake. I really didn't feel like leaving my home, so I was going to tell him to come to my house instead of going to his.
The phone was taking forever. The ringer would not stop ringing.
After the eleventh ring I was going to hang up, when I heard Billy answer.
"Hello?"
"Oh hey Billy, it's Bella. Could you put Jake on the phone?"
I wasn't prepared for what Billy was going to say, "Sorry Bella. Jacob can't come to the phone right now."
That's strange, "Why?"
"Jake's really not feeling well. He's caught this bug that is going around."
I thought back to last night. Jake did look sick. And Embry did too. Maybe Embry got the bug off someone and gave it too Jake. "He probably got it from Embry. Have you heard of how he's doing?"
"He's doing fine Bella. They both need some rest."
They must have been really sick. But they were completely fine until... Well, Embry started to look sick when he was told he couldn't come home, and Jake looked ill when Charlie walked in on us.
Maybe the trigger for the bug was anger?
"When can I see him Billy?"
"I'll let you know."
"Tell him to call me tomorrow."
"I'll tell him." Click
Well that was productive. I sighed. Jake was sick, and I would let him recover from it. Even though it hurts, he has to get better to be with me.
I couldn't wait for his phone call tomorrow.
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No one called for me.
Day after day, I would call in to check on Jake. I would get a minute of confirmation, and then a dead line. I've called so much that no one would answer anymore.
Three weeks have passed by. I haven't heard Jake's voice in three weeks. Ever since that first phone call with Billy, I've been slowly creeping into my zombie state again.
I stopped eating, again, and I haven't touched the make-up kit ever since that day at school. My jeans that I wore on that day still sit on the floor, beside the rocking chair.
My dreams are worse. I know because Charlie has been waking me up every time, since I've been waking him up with my screams. Frequently I try so hard to breathe. It's like someone sitting on my chest for pure enjoyment, just to see my face contort into a mask of terror. It was happening all over again. When I think of either Jacob or Edward, I start to heave. I can't think of one without thinking of the other, and it takes almost an hour to try to breathe normally, and then right after I start breathing again, I stop. To me, it's getting annoying to be in pain all the time. Here we go again with this stupid zombie state.
I woke up on Saturday morning, feeling like crap. I haven't showered in a couple of days, so I guess I should adleast get one shower in. Usually the strawberry scent would make me relax, but not today. The only thing that could make me relax is Jake. But that has been a problem. Billy told Charlie that I couldn't drive down to La Push because apparently Jake had mono. After what Charlie saw, he forbid me from driving anywhere. He took my car keys and hid them somewhere so I wasn't tempted to go after Jake. He would drop me off at school and arrange for someone to pick me up. I was furious that I had no way of communicating to Jacob. But how could Embry be sick? Surely Jake didn't kiss Embry. That would just be wrong.
I miss him like crazy, and our fathers keeping us apart hurt us more. But it is only for a little while. Once he gets better everything's going to fall into place.
I got out of the shower, and heard the cruiser pull away. Stuck in this house again. Wonderful.
I went to the window and saw no one in the driveway. I was about to leave when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I ran to the window, thinking it's Charlie. But it wasn't him.
Quil. Adleast I get one Quileute boy.
I ran down the stairs, grabbing the railing when I almost tripped and fell, ignoring the shoulder, again, and flung the door open. Quil had his head down, with his hands in his pockets, and when I open the door he flinched back. I probably shocked him.
"Hey Izzy," Quil said in a lifeless tone.
"Quil? What's wrong?"
He sighed, "I'll tell you after I go into your house."
Curiosity got the best of me, so I let him in.
He sat down at the kitchen table, where Embry and Jake's jackets hung over two of the seats. He started to be even more sad, if that was possible.
"Quil? What's the matter?"
He still looked at the designs of the table. "Jake and Embry aren't sick."
A wave of sadness came over me, but I couldn't let it. "How do you know?"
He looked at me with hopeless eyes, "I saw them. Outside. At the corner store. You'll never guess who their hanging out with."
"Who?"
He said his name with anger, "Sam."
And now I understood. Somehow Jake being sick influenced Sam to add Jake to his "gang", and decided he should bring Embry too. But why would Jake go with Sam? He hates him so much, especially after what happened on Christmas. Jake would never do that to me. He loves me too much. He said he would never hurt me.
But Edward said he would never hurt me too. All of these things are happening again.
Is this history repeating itself?
No.
It won't be. Jake may leave me, but I'm going to do something that I should have done with Edward leaving.
I grabbed Quil's car keys, "Come on. We're going."
Quil looked confused, "What? Where?"
"We're gonna go to Jake's"
"Why?"
I gave him a sickly coy smile with no humor, "Because we're going to fight."
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