Magpies
Ten For a Bird You Must Not Miss
His amber eyes burn into hers and she needs to blink, to look away but she can't for fear that he will dissipate in the night mist.
Jacob glowers at Edward and there are questions, angrily spoken.
Edward ignores Jacob and there are questions from him too, for Bella to answer, in a voice that aches with love and indifference and nothing that Bella can identify.
Ice and Fire collide with angry words and Bella needs to think, to work out what is happening and who is here and who she needs.
A day later, a whole day with words and thoughts and near-touches but not-quites, Bella sits in her truck and stares down the road. To the right is La Push. Straight ahead is the Cullen House.
Bella sits.
Somewhere overhead, a black and white bird squawks and flies away in search of new territory.
A/N: In my head, this was going to be a Jacob/Bella story, changed halfway to an Edward/Bella story and then finished here – I suppose you could end it whichever way you preferred!
Thank you so much for your support in this story/writing exercise. My fingers are all stretched out again!