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And some of you were asking me if I hated Emmett or Rosalie. And the answer is no, I don't. I absolutely love Emmett. Rosalie I have few issues with, but I don't hate her.

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Chapter 10- Jacob Black

Bella's POV

My eyes darted around the dark room looking for any source of light. Carefully, I glanced over Edward's body to check the time. 5:02 a.m. Edward slept peacefully in the space next to me. It was the only time when I actually got to see him so at ease.

Now that we had found the wrong James, Edward was frantic and confused. Yesterday, I had told him my idea about going back to Jacob to use his computer to find James. His computer had the ability to basically find anyone at any place or time, but naturally, Edward had refused to let me go. My safety was more important than what the future held for him.

I scooted my naked frame closer to Edward's so I could brush my fingers through his tousled, reddish-brown hair. He looked exhausted so I did it carefully. I hadn't imagined that I would ever find someone like Edward. He made me feel wanted all the time. Jacob, on the other hand, treated me like I was his toy. He would play with me when I was brand new and then toss me aside when he got bored.

But not Edward. When we made love, he treated me with such care and delicacy. His feather-like caresses could still be felt on my body even after the fact. Edward had a gift for making me feel special.

My fingers trailed down his face, tracing his every feature, very gently. I ran my thumb against his bottom lip causing him to stir but not wake. I couldn't help but smile when his arms found my body and pulled me closer to him. I let my lips reach forward so that I could kiss his forehead.

That's when it hit me. Edward was deep asleep and didn't look like he would be waking any time soon. I could sneak away from him if I was fast. Of course, he would be angry with me when I returned, but I would have the address.

So I did what I had to do. I lifted Edward's arms away from my frame and placed a pillow where I had been. Slowly, so the bed wouldn't shake, I got up and walked silently to the bathroom.

When I was there, I quickly but silently brushed my teeth and ran a comb through my brown hair, getting rid of the knots and kinks. I tip-toed outside the bathroom and reached for Edward's back pack. I unzipped it with care and pulled out a white long-sleeve top and a pair of simple blue jeans. The one thing that I couldn't forget was the tape that would put Jacob away.

Hastily, I threw them on. I reached for a pen and piece of paper when my clothes clung to my skin. I began to write Edward a note telling him exactly my plan. I knew for a fact that he would be furious with me when he woke up, but right now that didn't matter.

I set the note on my side of the bed because that would be the first place he would look for me. I glanced at Edward who now rested on his stomach while his bare back shone. The sheets were knotted around him, revealing his right leg. I leaned down and kissed his cheek once. "I'll be back. I promise," I whispered.

With that, I opened the hotel room door and tip-toed outside, closing it silently behind me. Once I was out of an ear shot, I sprinted to the corner so that I could get a taxi. When I was there, I flagged my hands, causing the cab to come to a complete stop. I opened the door in a hurry and got inside.

"Can you take me to the Boise Bus Station?" I asked politely.

He nodded his head once. "Sure I can."

With that, he sped off to my destination. A faint, pink light began to fill the morning sky. I had to admit that I was a little nervous about this. But I wanted to help Edward, and if that meant risking my life, then so be it.

There was no denying it. I had fallen in love with Edward and would do anything to protect him.

The driver came to a complete stop when we arrived at the bus station. I paid the man and then stepped out of the taxi. Hastily, I pulled the door open and walked to the counter of the station. "Good morning," a man stated. "How can I help you today?" he asked.

"Hi, um, you wouldn't happen to have any buses going to Forks, Washington, now would you?" I asked with hope.

The man held up his index finger as if telling me to wait just one moment. I waited impatiently as I tapped my foot. Edward would come here to see if I was waiting for a bus so I had to get out as soon as possible. The man turned to me and smiled. "You're in luck. There's one leaving in about five minutes."

"Perfect. I'll take it," I said, my tone slightly abrupt.

He nodded once. "Okay. $130.00, please."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the cash that belonged to Edward or maybe it was Jacob's, handing it to the man. In return, he placed my ticket in my hand. I mumbled a thank you before I rushed out of the small building. I speed walked until I reached the bus that would take me back to Forks. They were already boarding so I stepped on and sighed with relief.

I sat down in the way back away from the others on the bus this time. I wasn't in the mood to make small talk. I had a mission to do and no one would stray me from it.

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The ride to Forks took an approximate of four hours. It was a long drive for me because I had never wanted to see Jacob so much in my life. When we arrived at the Forks Bus Station, I literally ran off the bus. I knew exactly where I would go and where the police would be looking for me.

By this time, they would have figured out that Edward was at the cabin. He had purposely left no trace until he decided that he was going to leave the area so that it would throw the police off.

Forks was a small town so there would be no reason for me to take a car back to the forest where Edward's cabin was. And I didn't want anyone to recognize me so I sprinted to the forest. I had never ran so fast in my life especially considering that I was the clumsiest person on Earth. But right now, I was too busy thinking about saving the man that I loved.

When I reached the backwoods, I noticed several police cars parked down the road. I had been right. They were here. most likely examining our previous trail. So I cut into the thicket and ran to a space that seemed legit.

I hadn't come up with much of a plan so I did the best that I could. I scooped up piles of dirt and began to rub some of it on my cheeks and other bare parts of my arms. I clutched the bottom of my shirt before I tore a piece of it off and disposed of it. Some of the dirt was placed on my white blouse so that it wouldn't look so clean.

I figured that I had looked good enough to believe that I had gotten away from him so I picked up a rock and slammed it against one of the trees. The dogs that were with them would surely hear it and come sprinting my way. So I did it again and again until I heard their barks and footsteps coming closer. That's when I dropped the rock and stood like I was helpless, like I was afraid.

I saw the police with there guns and the dogs with there menacing growls and barks. "Put your hands in the air!" one of the cops commanded. I did so with out complaint because I knew that this was just procedure of what they had to do.

One of the men laughed with relief when he saw me. "Mrs. Black, you're alright?" he asked, as the men began to lower their guns.

I nodded my head once but didn't speak.

They grabbed my arm gently and led me back to a black colored van with the acronym S.W.A.T attached to the side of it. One of the cops helped me inside and then closed the door behind me. Inside, there were two men dressed in formal attire with wide smiles.

"We're glad to see that you're okay, Mrs. Black." He paused before continuing. "I'm Harold Freeman and this is Don Mickett. We just want to ask you a few questions and then you'll be able to go back to your home. Sound good?" he asked, his tone light.

"Yes," I said, my voice cracking slightly.

The two men nodded once. Harold had dark hair with piercing blue eyes while Don had sandy blond hair and dark brown eyes. They had the same skin tone, olive-colored. But Harold seemed to be more friendly than Don.

Harold, along with Don, reached for their small notepads and began the interrogation. "Do you know anything about Edward Cullen's whereabouts? Anywhere that he was planning on heading?" Harold asked.

I shook my head and lied smoothly. "No. Nothing at all. He didn't tell me anything."

The two men scribbled my response down on their pads of paper and then continued. "Do you know how Edward got off the prison premises with out any problem at all?" Don asked, his eyes sharp.

"Yes, well kind of. I'm not really sure how he got to my house, but I drove him off the grounds. And then went to a gas station like he said," I replied telling half of the truth.

Harold licked his lips once before speaking. "Did Edward have a weapon with him?"

I nodded. "Yes. I'm pretty sure that it was a nine millimeter, but I could be wrong." Actually, I was very sure that it was a nine millimeter. Jacob's gun to be precise.

They continued to write down my answers before questioning me again. "Did Edward hurt you physically at all?" Harold asked, waiting weirdly eager for my response.

I decided not to lie about this. It might make matters worse. "No. Never. He would threaten me, but he never hurt me."

Harold nodded his head before firing out another question. "Was the cabin the only place that Edward had taken you? Or did he make a stop on the way?" he asked.

"The cabin was the only place. I mean we stopped for a minute to camp out the night he kidnapped me, but I don't think that really counts as a place," I lied with ease. Lying normally wasn't one of my strengths but today it seemed to flow so naturally.

This time Don opened his mouth to speak. "What about sex? Did he ever force you to have sexual intercourse with him?" he asked.

No, he didn't force me to. I wanted it just as much as him. "No," I answered simply. My answer wasn't a lie but it wasn't exactly the truth. If the question was reworded then there might have been a problem.

"Just one more question for today," Harold said. "Did Edward ever tell you why he was doing this?" he asked.

I shook my head and answered this with no detail at all. "No."

The two nodded their heads in unison and smiled once at me. "Okay, that's all for today. We may have a few more questions for you later, but I know that you are probably aching to see your husband," Harold said with a grin.

No, not really. "Yes. I missed him."

"Well, one of the others already got him on the phone. He's on his way to come get you. He should be here any-"

Harold's statement was cut off by the loud screeching of tires coming to an abrupt stop. It was a shiny, black Escalade, a car that I knew too well. The door swung open and out came the man that secretly wanted me dead.

Immediately, I played the fake role and ran straight into his arms. He, too, was as fake as ever. Jacob squeezed me tightly and hugged me with such force, probably wishing that he could break me in half. "Oh, Isabella, I'm so happy you're okay. I missed you so much," he said, fooling the others around us, but not me.

I continued to lie with perfection. "I missed you, too. I was so scared that I was never going to see you again," I whined while pulling out a few fake tears. The people watching us were so naive. They couldn't see the hatred he had me for me and the loathsome I had for him. But that's because we both played our parts well.

Jacob pulled away and kissed the top of my forehead. I cringed inwardly when his lips touched my skin. "Let's go home," he said, taking my hand in his.

The smile plastered across my face was completely phony, but I held it there with ease. Jacob opened my door for me and put me inside. With that, we drove back to our home...

Edward's POV

I opened my eyes to the dark room and stretched out my sleepy muscles. I was supposed to be unhappy right now due to the fact that we hadn't found the right James, but the truth is that I wasn't happier than I was right now. Having Bella with me seemed to make everything more bearable.

My head rotated to the left to reach for her, but I didn't feel her next to me. I opened my eyes wider to see if she was further away, but she wasn't on the bed at all. I flew my hand out to turn on the lamp that rested on the nightstand. The clock read 8:37 a.m. I looked back to her side of the bed and found a note written in her handwriting.

Edward,

I know you're going to be completely angry with me for doing this, but you have to trust me. I'm going back to Jacob to act as if I never knew he wanted you to kill me. I promise that I'm going to be extremely careful, so don't worry. Please stay here until I'm done in Forks. I'm going to get James' address and we're going to find him. Together.

I love you. xoxo

Bella.

I slammed the note back down on the mattress before getting out of the bed. I quickly threw on my boxers and jeans with my black T- shirt. Why did she have to risk her life just so I could be free? I should have never gotten involved with her like this. She would be safe if I hadn't.

My feet pumped as fast as they could until they reached the corner where as taxi rested. I opened the car door and threw my body inside. "I need you to take me to the Boise Bus Station and step on it!" I growled.

The driver began to fumble with the keys probably because I had just screamed at this man for no apparent reason. Finally, he sped off with a loud screech from the tires. He gripped the steering wheel nervously as I chanted for him to driver faster until we reached the bus station.

I threw the money at him and told him to keep the change. I made my legs sprint inside of the building and run to the counter. The woman behind it looked flustered but smiled anyway. "Hi, how can I help-"

I didn't have time for the 'how can I help you's' so I immediately cut the woman off mid sentence. "I need to know when the last bus to Forks, Washington left here. It's urgent," I said letting her know that this was serious. I didn't want to yell at the woman so I just spoke with clarity and precision.

She nodded her head once before glancing at the bus schedule taped to the wall. "It left about two hours ago, and the next one doesn't leave until tomorrow. Would you like to take a different bus to somewhere else? I don't think we have anymore going to Washington today, though."

I shook my head and closed my eyes for a moment. "No, thank you for your time."

How could she be so stupid to do something like that? She knew that I told her not to go back to him. She knew there was a chance of her being hurt or killed. She knew that Jacob was a dangerous man who had a lot of power. She knew a lot of things but chose to ignore them all.

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