Chapter 10 – Confrontation
Saturday morning I woke up and laid in bed. I looked around the room, looking for any changes that indicated any visitors. But with Edward, that would be difficult to tell. I got up, dressed and was soon on my way to La Push. I drove past Billy's house, but didn't stop. I went straight for Emily Young's house. In the short time I knew her; Emily had become a very close friend. I was the only girl she knew who could relate to dating mythical creatures. When I first met her, I found out that I was known as the "vampire girl," but that title soon changed. Along with Emily, I was now a "wolf girl." I cut off the deafening engine of my truck and went into her house. I could smell the usual muffins, bacon and toast as I entered the house. "If she wants to hang out with vampires, let her." I rolled my eyes. "Yea, Jake, you knew she was a leech lover." I walked into the dining room and smacked the back of Paul's head, "Thanks a lot." Emily looked back, "Hi hon. Could you help?" Paul looked up at me, "Hey, I heard you turned your back on us." I groaned and threw a towel at him, "I did not." I helped Emily scramble over two dozen eggs. It took two frying pans to get them done.
"So, what did those bloodsuckers have to say?" I looked back at Embry, "Nothing you need to be worried about." "Oh, come on. I mean, are you running with vampires again?" I put my hands up, "Change the subject. Better yet, hand me that bowl." Sam handed me the large blue bowl from the table. Emily and I scooped our scrambled eggs into it. She put the bowl on the table and the eggs practically disappeared in that same second. Once the pack started eating, the inquisition ended. Emily and I ate our breakfast in the kitchen. "Sorry about that," Emily apologized for "her boys." "Don't. But I cannot believe they thought I would 'turn my back' on them." She sighed, "You know how they are. Hard-headed." "Oh, I know." Emily and I spoke while the pack ate, not that it took them long to finish Emily's enormous breakfast. After working in her yard for a while, she and I started on their lunch. "Bells?" I looked up, "Yea Jake?" "Sorry about this morning." I sighed, "Don't be. But Paul and Embry might want to watch out. I mean, I do have vampires on my side again." He laughed, "They were just worried about you." "That's sweet." "But how are things with the Cullens? Behind Jacob, Sam was coming in the back door. "Well, found out some interesting things and it's a lot to take in at once."
Sam's looked away and Emily went over to him. He wrapped his arm around her waist, kissed her cheek and I looked away. It was still uncomfortable for me to look at them. The way Sam would look at Emily, it reminded me of how Edward looked at me, especially this week. I finished fixing the plates and answered Sam's questions. I could hear the concern in his voice. "Bella, please, do not mention to the Cullens about the vampire around here. If he comes back, we will handle it." "I know, Sam. I won't. I did mention Laurent and Victoria and they weren't happy." "Why?" "Mostly because that they were hunting me. They're actually grateful to you and the pack for keeping me alive." Sam and Jacob shared a glance, "We didn't do it for them." "They know, but that doesn't mean that they're not grateful regardless." Sam shook his head, "Well, maybe if they handled their problems before they left, we wouldn't have to pick up the slack." I bit my lip, "Well, if they did, then what would have you done for fun." Sam smiled, "True."
After they finished their lunch, Paul apologized. "Don't worry about it. I never listen to you, anyway. I just know how to get you to apologize" and I patted his stomach. Paul had become like a brother to me. From the time he phased in front of me and helping kill Victoria, Paul became an annoying brother to me. I never told him and I never will, but in many ways, Paul reminded me of Emmett. Paul threw his arm over my shoulder, "Bella, please, leave Jacob and run away with me." I giggled, "Sure, let me get my things." "Hey!" Paul and I looked at Jacob and laughed. "Sorry, Paul," Jared interjected, "I already asked her." I laughed, "Don't start." I went to help Emily with the dishes, before Jacob and I went off for the afternoon. We walked out to my truck and drove back to his house. After putting on a shirt, Jacob and I went out to his garage to get our bikes. Charlie was fishing with Billy, so it was safe for us to go. I was much better at riding my motorcycle. When I rode it, I felt comfortable tilting it so far, that my body was getting close to the ground. It wasn't raining, so Jacob wanted us to go out on the back road.
On the back road, hardly anyone drove there, so it was perfect. "I bet I can beat you." I snorted, "Jake, you're on two legs, so not likely." We revved our bikes and were off. My hair blew behind me, as the wind hit me in my face. The adrenaline coursed through my body, but it wasn't enough to trigger my hallucinations. Jacob and I hit a curve together and it gave me the head start I needed. I shot past him and laughed. Fir a brief moment, I looked behind myself. When I looked ahead, something flashed across the road. It was a flash of black and was so close to me, that I had to turn the bike sharply. It wobbled underneath me and fell, taking me with it. I slammed into the rock wall along the road. The bike's engine snarled in my ear. I tried to get up, but I was pinned. The weight of the bike was suddenly lifted off me. "Bella!" A cool hand was under my head. My eyes were blurred as I opened them, "Edward?" My eyes widened, "What are you doing here? You crossed the treaty line." My voice was feeble from the crash. It couldn't express the shock I felt. What was he doing here? Edward's arm was under my back, helping me sit up, "No. You're on our side of the line." "Bella!" I looked and saw Jacob jumping off his bike. Edward looked away, "Stay away from her!" "No, you move away," Jacob threatened. Alice was at my side, "Bella, Bella!" Her hand fell on my shoulder and I screamed in pain. All three of them froze. Alice looked at my side, "Her shoulder's dislocated." My breath came out in short spurts, "What?" Jacob stepped closer to me, but Edward turned and stood, "You've done enough, Jacob." I couldn't see Jacob but I could heard him. Edward stepped away from me, towards Jacob. "Bella, brace yourself. I have to get your shoulder back in place."
Moving quickly, Alice raised my arm and it popped back into place. The pain in my arm was sharp, but not as bad as when James broke my leg. I screamed and tears fell from my eyes. I clutched at her shirt sleeve, breathing heavily. Alice looked at Edward and Jacob, then back to me, "Try to move it on your own." Tears spilled from my eyes, but I listened to her. She helped me move my arm and I groaned; the pain was diminishing but it did not go away. Edward and Jacob were staring at me, as Alice helped me. Alice's fingers brushed against my head. My head pounded and my ears rang as Alice checked me. Behind the ringing in my ears, I could hear Edward and Jacob arguing. Alice groaned, "Come on. I'm taking you to Carlisle for him to check you out." "No! I'll take her to the hospital," Jacob tried to step closer to me. "No, Jake. Then Charlie will find out and he'll want to know what we were doing." "Bella?" Alice looked at him, "Jacob Black, please. The sooner Carlisle can check her, the better it will be for her."
I looked at Jacob and he was staring back at me, "Fine." Alice helped me up. Edward stepped toward us. I looked up at him, "Don't bother. You can stay here and keep fighting." Alice took me in her arms and we were flying through the trees. I was able to keep my eyes open as we ran. Soon, I saw the secluded large white house. The last time I saw this house, it was surrounded in a sea of tall grass and ferns. Alice placed me on my feet and we walked into the house. In the house, it was the same as the last time I was inside it, except there weren't hundreds of candles. Esme was coming down the stairs, "Bella!" She flew across the room and hugged me. I groaned as I tried to lift my arm to hug her back. Esme stepped back, "Dear, what's wrong?" "She dislocated her shoulder. Carlisle," Alice called. Carlisle came down the stairs and smiled, "Some things never change." I blushed, "Just trying to keep you busy." Alice and I went upstairs to Carlisle's office and he checked my arm. "You'll have some stiffness and soreness, but you should be fine. Alice put your shoulder back into place perfectly." He gave me some aspirin to take and he checked my head and eyes. There was no sign of a concussion. "Now, you mind telling me how this happened?" Carlisle folded his arm in a fatherly manner. I closed my eyes, "I was riding my motorcycle with Jacob." "Motorcycle? What motorcycle?" "I bought them a few months ago and Jacob fixed them. He has the other one. And Charlie doesn't know about them." Carlisle sighed, "Well, I would recommend that you stay off it." "No, it wasn't like that. I know how to ride it. I've been doing it for weeks. Something ran across the road. It moved too fast for me to tell what it was, but whatever it was, it was close to me and that's what caused me to fall. I turned my bike to suddenly and I fell." Carlisle and Alice looked at each other.
"Alice, did you see anything?" "No. We heard the bikes and Edward said he heard Bella's heart. She was with Jacob Black. Edward wanted to follow after her. That's when we heard the crash. Edward pulled the bike off her, but neither of us picked up a scent. I guess we were more concerned with helping Bella." Carlisle looked at me, "Where's Edward now?" I blinked slowly and looked away, "I don't know." Right now, I was mad with Edward. He was so angry with Jacob, that they could have started fighting. It wasn't Jacob's fault, but he's not innocent in this either. Jacob and Edward shared that trait; they were both stubborn and protective. Alice took my hand, "Come on. Your blouse is torn. I have one you can use." I smiled; Alice is going to use this as an excuse to give me a makeover. I wouldn't argue with her; I actually missed her persistent efforts. Alice and I spent the rest of the afternoon in her room, trying on several outfits.