This Love
A/N – Where, oh where are my little readers? Oh, where oh where can they be? With their eye's on the screen and their smiles oh so big. Oh where oh where can they be?
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10. Runaway (Avril Lavigne)
Running away will never make you free
Kenny Loggins
Bella's POV
"Aro?" I asked. My palms were sweating. I could hear my heart pounding in my ear. Gosh, I am so glad that Aro's not an empath. I would so be screwed.
He looked up from his book, "Yes Bella?"
"I'm spending the night at Bianca's. Is that okay?" I wiped the sweat on my jeans.
"Yes, yes. Do whatever." he turned back to the thick book. The title looked like it was in Greek. "Thank you!" I exclaimed. I raced as fast as my clumsy legs could carry me down the hall. I burst into my bedroom and begin shoving clothes into the single solitary duffle bag that I owned. I had most of my jeans and t-shirts in the duffle bag when a shopping bag fell out. Curious, I peeked inside. The pale red dress looked up at me.
"Three Hundred dollars." I whispered, shoving the bag into my duffel bag.
I pulled the zipper shut.
I begin walking, no matter how impatient I was, and was stopped by Gianna. "Where are you going?"
"Bianca's... Aro approved of that." My palms begin sweating again.
"Okay honey. It's just that it's my job to keep you in check." Gianna turned back to the computer. "Gianna?" I said gingerly.
"Yes?" she replied. "Thank you. For everything. For helping me out through all the years." I said nervously.
"Just doing my job." she said curtly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were running away. But, Bella's a good girl, right?"
"Yes." I said. I called out bye over my shoulder and begin climbing up the ladder. She has no idea. I surfaced and saw two cars glinting in the light. The usual Porsche was there, along with a sleek, black Mercedes. Edward rushed foreword and took the bag from me, lifting it like it was full of feathers and not my entire bedroom.
The entire car ride to the airport, my hands continued to shake and sweat. When we were sitting in the plane, Alice on one side, Edward on the other, I sort of broke down. First, the tears began leaking, then my body started shaking really hard.
"Bella. What's the matter?" Edward hugged me tightly. I tried to control myself, I knew I was make a fool out of myself. It was hard.
"Is something wrong here, Miss?" An unfamiliar, but kind, voice said. I looked up at the flight attendant. She looked concerned for me, and shot a dirty look at Edward. Oh. She thinks that I'm here against my will.
"No. I'm leaving home to go to college in America. I'll miss Mama and Dad." I said smoothly, wiping away the tears.
"Oh! Congratulations to getting into college! Which school are you going to?" She smiled warmly.
What was that one college that Bianca had been talking about in May? Oh, yeah. "Dartmouth." I said.
"Wow. You must be a smart cookie. Well, we'll be leaving soon." She straightened up and left.
"Convincing liar or evil mastermind. That is the question." Alice said in a deep, evil, mocking voice. Jasper snickered from beside her.
Another tear leaked and I wiped at it, my cheeks flushing. "Don't worry, Bella. Your safe now." Esme said from across the aisle.
"You can't really miss the Volturi that much." Emmett had a pucker between his eyebrows. He was confused.
"No, no! It's not that. I just hate flying in planes. I really hate planes." I wiped at more tears. Alice begin laughing. Edward smiled, and Esme tossed a few Kleenex at me.
And so my flight began. I slept through most of it, thankfully. I had dreams were it was black and foggy. I could here different people calling my name, but I didn't know which way to go. I felt myself being shaken. I opened my eyes.
"Bella. We're landing." Edward said, smiling at my expression. I must look stupid. My hair is probably all mused up and my face is probably flushed.
"I didn't scream, did I?" I whispered.
"No." Alice said, her voice bright and chipper, "But you did kick me and Jasper a few times." she smiled, showing rows of gleaming teeth.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"Don't be. It felt like a pillow being thrown at us. You don't kick very hard." Jasper said, amused. I sighed and ran my fingers through snarls of hair. My hair was pissed at me and refused to help with the tangled up mess.
When we got off the plane, my mood brightened considerably. It was raining, but that was to be expected. We had to wait while Edward and Carlisle 'Went to the bathroom' a.k.a, they running home to get cars. When another sleek black Mercedes and a silver Volvo pulled up, I smiled.
I was in the back of the Volvo, squished between the door and Alice. I frowned out the window. This is home, right? This rainy and gloomy little town. I sighed.
"Okay, so where do you want to sleep? You could sleep in Edward's room. Or, we could buy you a bed, no scratch that, a furniture set."
"Alice, don't spend anymore money on me. Please." I yawned. How could I be tired? I just slept through a seventeen hour flight. "Edward's room." I choose.
"Fine." Alice pouted.
I yawned again as we got out of the cars. The sun should be in the middle of the sky, but clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled lowly. I looked up at the house, the big white house... My home.
"Come on." Edward said, pulling my arm along. When had everyone started moving towards the house? I yawned again.
I walked slowly into the living room. I have escaped. I walked up to the third floor and sunk onto the bed. "When did you get a bed?" I smirked.
"When you were about six years old. You thought it was weird that I didn't have one." We laughed and the ridiculousness behind the reason. I yawned again.
"Your tired." he accused.
"Yes. It's weird. I just slept for hours and now I'm tired again." I flopped on the bed. He crawled up next to me and wrapped his strong arms around me. "I love you." he whispered, "More than you know."
"I love you." I yawned.
He chuckled, "Get some sleep, My Bella."
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I woke up smiling. It was dark outside, But I was still smiling. Which makes up for the horrible darkness. I was okay with darkness, but I was used to the sun. And the dryness of Italy. Then, I sat up like a jack in the box. I wasn't supposed to be able to see outside!
I observed my surroundings, and I'm in a guys room.... How did I get here? "Bella?" I turned towards the door.
"Oh! Edward. Oh yeah! We escaped yesterday, right?" He nodded, "Right. Makes sense. What time is it?"
"Around 3 AM." he said. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. My stomach growled loudly.
"Food?" Edward asked, chuckling. "Yes! Please." I shouted, blushing. I got up and got into jeans and a sweater. I stretched and my back cracked loudly. I felt like I was sleep drunk. I stumbled down the stairs.
I was eating breakfast when my worst fears were confirmed. "They know your gone." Alice said. I shivered.
"When will they come?" I asked.
"Within this week...perhaps. They haven't really decided...It's really fuzzy." Alice looked down, as if we were scolding her. "I'm sorry."
"Alice, it's okay." I got up and hugged her. "It's okay. I'm okay. We're okay."
"I know. I'm just trying to protect you." Alice smiled.
That made me nervous. I suddenly got this horrible vision of all the Cullen's dead because they're trying to protect me. It'll happen. They'll die, Aro will laugh, then I'll end up in the Volturi's grip again. But I'd rather be in the Volturi's grip then letting the Cullen's walk to their grave's.
"Can't I just sacrifice myself?" I groaned.
"No." Edward said.
I felt like I was being smothered. I felt like I couldn't breathe. "I'm going out." I thought about running out the door.
"It's five AM! Where are you going to go?" Edward protested.
I had my mouth open, ready to fire and throw a tantrum. "Let her go, Edward." Alice intercepted. Edward frowned, sighed, then tossed me a set of keys. They glanced off my finger tips, but Alice snatched them out of the air.
"Thank you. I'll be back before noon." I ran out the door "Where ya goin', Bella?" Emmett shouted. "Out!" I said.
I hoped into the Volvo. First off, I was shocked that Edward was letting me drive it, the klutz I was. Secondly, where am I going?
I just begin driving. I was breathing deeply. I sighed. I was just about to turn around and go back when a huge, russet colored dog/wolf thing ran across the street in front of the car. I let out a scream and stomped on the brakes. Oh my God! I got out of the car and looked around. Where's the dog?
"Hey. You need some help?" I turned around to locate the voice. He was tall and dark. Indian, obviously. His short choppy hair was deep black and his skin was russet colored.
"Oh, I almost hit this huge dog. It scared me and I'm trying to find the dog to make sure it's not hurt." He looked at me curiously. I quickly changed the subject. "Who are you?" I asked the tall brooding guy in front of me. He wiped the oil from his hands on his jeans.
"I should be asking the same question. My name's Jacob Black." He shook my hand. "What's your name?"
"Bella Swan."
"So, Bella, What brings you to La Push?" He smiled, his teeth standing out against his russet skin.
"I'm running away from the world."
"Guess what I do when I need some space."
"Um...Work on cars?"
"Sometimes... I go to Wal-Mart."
I burst out laughing. "Why do you go to Wal-Mart?"
"Because. I watch the people there. I imagine what's going on in their lives. It makes me feel better about my problems." Jacob smiled again.
"Well. How about you take me to Wal-Mart?"
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We were sitting on an uncomfortable bench by the produce in Wal-Mart. "Okay." Jacob said. "All you have to do is choose the path that brought them to Wal-Mart."
A mother of five walked by. She was wearing South Park pajama bottoms. Her kids were all in their pajamas also. "Her husband is passed out drunk and she woke up trying to feed her kids breakfast when she realized that there was no more Cheerios."
Jacob laughed, "Impressive. I like that you included the depressing drunk guy." I laughed.
I sighed and looked at my watch. It was about ten thirty.
"So, would you consider this a first date." I coughed a bit.
"Um, I have a boyfriend." He was still smiling.
"Well, tell him he's a lucky guy. Who is he?"
"Edward Cullen." His face darkened considerably. He folded his arms over his chest. "Is there something wrong with him? Like, a rumor? Or something? Are you jealous?"
"No!" I laughed at him. "It's just that..." his voice lowered. "You do know that he's a vampire, right? And he could be dangerous?"
I started laughing. "Jake, I've lived with vampire's my whole life! The Cullen's adopted me when I was four and the Volturi took me when I was seven."
"Oh. Then what's a Volturi?" he looked confused.
I started laughing again. "Not what, who. They're the strongest and largest vampire coven. They took me because they liked my possible power."
"Which is?" Jake said, frowning a bit.
"Aro calls it a shield... I don't know."
"Wait, who's Aro?" He asked. "The Volturi's leader." I sighed, "He's the one who decided they should take me away instead of killing me. So, I guess I'm grateful for him. He's still scary and kinda creepy."
He laughed. "I get what you mean."
"Hey, could you take me back now. Edward's probably just...freaking out." I sighed. "You know, protective relationships can sometimes lead to suicide." he prompted.
"Jake!" I slapped him on the arm. "Alright, alright. I'll take you back to the Volvo. Sweet car, by the way. Nice motor. And, it's shiny, that's a plus!"
"S'not mine. It's Edward's."
"Awww. Stupid shiny Volvo owner!" Jake smiled innocently. "Be nice." I slapped his arm again.
"You two have a nice day, now. Take care!" the old lady smiled at us, then offered a little girl a smiley sticker.
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I walked into the house and prepared myself. "Where have you been? I know you said noon, but God, I was worried sick!" Edward said.
"I'm sorry, Mom." I said sarcastically. He frowned at me. Then, his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Why do you smell like a werewolf?" he said. Suddenly, the rest of the Cullen's were surrounding me.
"Werewolf? Oh. That explains why I couldn't see your future. Why can't I see werewolves?" Alice questioned herself.
"Werewolves? Well, that explains how he knew you were a vampire. Oh, and he must had been in his wolf form before... I almost hit him with the Volvo. Well, he was really nice. He was the nicest werewolf I have ever met!" I defended Jake.
"You almost hit a wolf with my baby!" Edward squeaked. Emmett snickered. Edward shook his head. What, there are other werewolves in your life? God Bella. I leave you along for all of a few hours and you manage to find a werewolf, and a young one by the smells of it. Do you have any idea how dangerous they are?"
"Oh, no. He wasn't dangerous! He took me to Wal-Mart!" Then, I gasped. "And I left my purse in his car."
At this, Emmett burst out laughing. "He took you to Wal-Mar??" Then, we were all laughing. I imagine that you can picture me and a werewolf at Wal-Mart....
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I like this chapter for two reasons...
1 – It's humorous... A different change of venue...
2 – I like writing with Jake. I don't have to be romantic about it, ya know?
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