A/N: I'm not even going to bother you with the reasons behind my INCREDABLY late update. Let's just say that the reasons would take up more space than the actually chapter. Anyway, here's chapter 10.
Chapter 10
Bella P.O.V.
I woke slowly, moaning as I rolled on to my back. I tried to open my eyes but the dim light forced them closed again. Slamming my fists against my eyes, I struggled out of the strangling sheets and stumbled across cool floorboards. I lifted one hand from my face and held it out in front of me, guarding me from any furniture that seeked to use my momentary blindness against me. But, being me, I still managed to catch my toes under the edge of the desk and was sent flailing to the ground.
Before I could knock myself silly, several pairs of hands caught and steadied me. I stopped breathing for a second as the frigid temperature of their skin sunk through my thin clothes and into my flesh. I shivered in delight and felt my lips curl up.
"I thought it was all a dream," I breathed, knowing they would be able to hear me perfectly. Saprano tinkling mixed with Edward's low chuckle and my smile grew unbelievably wide. I opened my eyes again and found I could now see. Both Alice and Edward were crammed into my field of vision. Their teeth gleamed when they smiled and their perfect faces seemed to brighten the room but my eyes were drawn instantly to their huge black irises.
"Oh, Alice," I murmered, reaching out my fingers to gently stroke her cheek, "You must be thirsty." Her grin grew softly.
"Don't worry about us Bella," she pulled me vertical then dragged me over to my bed, "I'm more concerned about you. What has been going on in this deadbeat town?" My eyes tightened when I realised I didn't have much of an answer for her because of my trip to zombie-land.
"Ah... Not much. I've been going down to La Push a bit." She latched onto my meagre overview with an almost natural enthusiasm.
"Really? Your dad is friends with an elder down there, isn't he?" I was momentarily shocked that she knew but I shrugged it of and nodded. I honestly tried to pay attention to her excited ramblings but my gaze was drawn to the figure that stood by the door. He stared back at me with an intensity that made me shiver.
"Which reminds me, we," I was distracted from Edward when Alice twisted and stood, making a circular motion with her hand, "need to have a talk about you and your seriously misguided beliefs." I looked up at her, confused. She exhaled a gust of frustrated air.
"Edward loves you, Bella." I froze, refusing to let my eyes dart to him, "He really does."
"Alice," I breathed, desparate to believe but not allowing myself. Her face went blank for an instant and suddenly both of them were kneeling in front of me.
"What?" I whispered.
"Bella, Jacob is coming here."
"What?" It's amazing how different one word can sound when stress or shock is added to the speaker.
"He's coming to..." Edward seemed to chew on his words before spitting them out like a bad taste, "talk. You have to get him to leave as soon as possible."
"Why?"
"Because he's a-"
"Bella?" Charlie interupted Alice's sentence. Before she could finish, loud thumping sounded on the stairs.
"Get him to leave, Bella," Edward whispered and they were gone.
"No!" I was suddenly breathless. That dreadful hole in my chest was very there in that moment, "Come back!"
"Calm, love," Edward's voice seemed to echo from every corner of my room. I breathed deeply, settling my raging heartbeat.
"Bella?" Charlie stopped in the doorway, "Jacob's here. He wants to... talk to you." I hid my dry smile at the almost identical statements of my dad and Edward.
"Okay, just let me get dressed," I jumped out of bed. Charlie blinked, face blank with I what I guessed would be shock and nodded, "Can you please tell him I'll be down in ten minutes? I really want a shower." He nodded again. Grabbing my toiletries and a spare set of clothes, I trecked into the bathroom.
I hadn't seen Jacob Black for months and months.
Not long after Edward left, Charlie forced me to accompany him down to La Push. Jacob and I got on alright even though I was zombified. He'd invited me back the next day and it had progressed from there. We became friends and I spent most days at the reservation, sitting in his garage with him as he tinkered with pieces of machinary. Then one day, he just stopped talking to me. That day was a thursday. I will never forget the betrayal I'd felt. He had some nerve coming here after I'd heard no word from him since.
I wondered what Alice was going to tell me about Jacob before she was cut off. After a moment of deep thought, I shrugged it off. Surely it couldn't be that big of a deal.
How wrong I was!
As you all know, this has taken a LONG TIME to publish so you have probaby already guessed that it's going to take a while for me to publish again. I seem to have just lost the... I don't want to say motivation because I do really want to finish this story. I suppose I just didn't really plan it out very well. I have no clue how much longer it's going to take to get done but I could really do with your support. Even if you just want to kick my butt into action, that's fine. I need some good butt-kickers :)
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