This chapter is in Bella's point of view. I wanted to write the whole thing in Paul's point of view and maybe add some re done chapters later in Bella's but I think it might be important to get inside her head and see what she's thinking. I thought that with what was going to happen in this chapter this would be perfect. This might happen every few chapters just to get a feel for her thoughts and point of view. Hope you like it! Please r&r.
Don't own Twilight.
I stared open mouthed at the front door where Paul was just drug out of the house. I couldn't hold back my tears and just let go, sobbing into my hands. He didn't want me, just like...Edward. It still hurt to even think of his name. I did hold on to some small hope that the vampire that was in my room was him, but it was mostly because I was afraid for it to be anyone else. If the Cullen's had not come back then it just meant me, little ol' Bella Swan, was working her danger magnet powers once again. I was going to end up getting myself and Charlie killed.
Warm hands were on my shoulders and I jumped up and jerked around. Paul was shaking so horribly, I was honestly as afraid as I would have been if it were Victoria standing there. I let out a sigh of relief seeing it was just Jacob. Then I continued crying as he held me. A few minutes later the anger surged through me and I pulled back, looking up at my best friend. "What the hell is his problem?" I glared, wanting answers now. I never asked for this imprinting thing, either, and I still wasn't sure what to make of it. I felt this pull towards him, I felt better around him - complete in some way, but he was such an asshole sometimes.
Jacob sighed and let his arms fall. "He doesn't know what to do with himself. I've been inside of his head. He won't admit it but he's afraid he will never be enough for you." He smiled wryly down at me and I knew that just days ago Jacob had thought the same thing. I felt bad for him. I knew he wanted more when we were friend but I just couldn't...I still didn't know if I could even with Paul, my supposed imprint. I scowled. "He knew how broken up you were when...well you know..left. He knows how much you loved him, and out of all of us he was the one who hated the idea of imprinting the most. He'll come around. You are exactly what he needs." He laughed lightly. "Someone to calm him down, you're his opposite. I still don't like it...but it's kind of perfect."
I held up my hand for him to shut up. I didn't want to think about this anymore. "Well, tell Paul to stay the hell away from me right now. You or someone else can sit in the woods." I didn't like the idea of any of them putting themselves in harms way but I knew my telling them not to would't do any good. "I have to get to school." I mumbled and grabbed my bag and keys then was out the door.
The school day passed in a blur. I was sitting at the table with my 'friends' but was quiet. The look on my face must have told everyone not to bother me since Mike didn't even pester me much today. I heard Jessica mumble something to Lauren that I must be looking for attention again. I rolled my eyes.
After school I went home, made dinner for Charlie and myself, did my homework, then went to bed. I didn't go to La Push even though I knew I should have since it was agreed upon but I figured if Victoria was going to get me she would get me anyway. My only regret was Charlie. How could I protect him?
The nightmares returned that night. I woke up gasping in the middle of the night wishing that Paul was here, but I shoved that thought back down as quickly as it came. No. I tossed and turned, hoping to go back to sleep.
The next two days were much the same but there was this uneasiness inside me, this yearning, and I figured that was the pull. I needed to be near him but wouldn't allow myself to. By the end of the school day I didn't want to go home. Charlie would be working late anyway. I decided to do something Jacob had promised me weeks ago he would do with me. I would go cliff diving. I was startled as my cell phone rang. I pulled it out and saw it was Jake. "Jacob?" It as like I already knew something was wrong. I felt sick and my knees felt weak.
"We caught the red heads scent. I know you don't want to but please come to La Push. We're all trying to catch her, end this for good this time." His words were rushed.
I could feel all of the blood draining from my face. Victoria. Here. Now. Paul and Jacob chasing her. I suddenly wished I would have saw Paul, even if he was an unpredictable asshole. "Be careful." I whispered.
"Yeah yeah, one of us will come get you at Emily's. Please go straight there, Bells, you'll b safer. Go, now!"
"I'm going!" I was going, but I was still going cliff diving. I wanted to know if I could still hear his voice or if it was lost to me forever. It had been weeks, it was time. I started up my old truck and went as fast as it would let me. I parked on the side of the road where it seemed just days ago I was convinced the guys on top were trying to kill themselves. Jacob had laughed at me and told me they all jumped for fun, just lower down. I yearned for those more simple days.
I started the hike up the side of the cliffs, careful not to fall. I followed the trail all the way up. It took me a while but I smiled as I climbed up on the top, the wind hitting me in the face. I felt free, even if only for a minute. I stepped carefully towards the edge and looked down. I frowned, it was a long way down and the water looked black. I looked to the clouds and they were even darker. Maybe this wasn't the best day.
Then I heard it. The beautiful velvet voice. I had an amazing memory. "Edward." I whispered back and closed my eyes as a smile stretched over my mouth.
'Don't do this.' He begged.
"It's the only way you'll stay with me." I stepped closer to the edge. One more step...
'Bella! You promised!' He yelled inside of my mind.
"What the HELL are you doing?!" A huge growl came form behind me. I jerked my head around just in time to see Paul glaring at me before my feet slipped on that last inch and I went plunging towards the rough black waves waiting for me below. At least Edwards perfect velvet voice was screaming as I fell.
