A/N: So what do you think? Was the last chapter good? I had a little bit of a writer's block but now I'm back and I'm going to finish this story. I hope this chapter holds you over until I can update the next one which is in progress. So read, review, and let me know your thoughts.
Disclaimer: I down own Twilight...(sigh)
I woke up bright and early. I tried my best to cook eggs and toast but the toaster decided to only toast the bread half way so it was like eating warm bread with a slight crunch to it. The eggs though we're thankfully cooked all the way so I had a decent breakfast.
After I cleaned my mess I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans with a white belt since the jeans rode low on my hips. I slipped into a white spaghetti strapped tank that was tight around the breast then flowed loosely to my thighs. I decided on a pair of white ankle boots that had a 2 inch heel and tied in the front so you saw the top of my feet. I left my hair down with its natural curls but added some moose to it so that it didn't look all puffy.
I did a dark smokey eye with black eyeliner on both lids and mascara. Of course it wasn't as perfect as Rosalie's but hey i did my best and I could always ask her to give me make-up tips. My make-up ways were simple and easy but that's nit what I wanted. I wanted bold and daring and exciting, and that was exactly what Rosalie was.
I grabbed my phone and a sweater and headed out, making sure to lock up. I loved walking but I didn't think it through when I wore the heels. A horn honked and I looked up to see Bella parked in the little driveway I had. I glared at her and wanted to turn around and leave but I had so much to say to her.
"What are you doing here?" She looked down and bit her lip.
"Edward called and said you seemed upset yesterday. I thought I'd come over so we can talk, I have so much to tell you." She seemed excited. There was nothing in her voice to show that she cared about my feelings.
"Why? So you can rub it in my face that now you and Jake are dating? To hurt me more than you already have?" She seemed confused.
"What are you talking about? I'm not dating Jake, I'm dating Edward. Why would you think I was dating Jake?" I almost believed her, I would have believed her if Jake hadn't told me the truth.
"Because Jake said so. He told me everything and now he doesn't want anything to do with me, neither does Billy. It's all your fault Bella and I wish you never came back to Forks. Ever since you got here, you have been nothing but trouble and I thought we were friends but friends don't steal and lie from each other."
She looked taken aback and a tear formed in her eye. She took a step back and in that instant I knew in my gut she was telling the truth.
"I promised you I wouldn't hurt you anymore. I know how you feel about Jake and I would never do that. You know how I feel about Edward and you know I'm happy. Whatever happened to make Jake lie to you must be pretty important to do this."
"Bella..."
"Go talk to Jake, then come find me." I felt like she was hiding something from me.
She left then and I was left alone in front of my cottage. I slapped my forehead for being so dumb and marched my ass down to La Push.
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I walked into my brothers place hoping to find him but no one was home. So I went over to Sam's, where of course everyone was at. I should have just gone there first because that's where everyone was; usually.
I walked in quietly hoping to overhear something but everyone was laughing and having a good time. The house was still as clean as I left it the last time I was here and I could see the little things to show that Leah moved in and Emily was gone. I was happy Emily was no longer around, I never liked her and I never will.
I sat on a stool at the island in the kitchen and crossed my legs, patiently waiting for someone to see me. I was seen by Leah but not announced. She texted me instead, asking how I was and to say she was glad I was home and how she loved my new look. I gave her a smile and a thumb up instead of texting back.
"Hey Paul. When your finished here do you think we can go for a walk and talk?" I asked raising my voice above everyone else so I could be heard.
All eyes turned to me, I think trying to figure who I was. I smiled at everyone but avoided looking at Jake who looked like he was about to pass out.
"Ugh..."
"I'll be in my room." I said and headed that way. I didn't want to be here any longer than I had to be.
I was beginning to sort through my clothes when Paul and Sam walked in. Sam sat at my desk and Paul stood by the door not bothering to close it. They took a quick glance at each other before looking back at me.
"So...what's with the new look?" Paul stating the obvious.
"I needed a change after having my heart ripped out my chest for the last time." I said and could hear a faint rumbling; Was that a growl?
"How did you afford it?"
"The Cullens. I met them yesterday and Rosalie took me shopping. I guess they took pity on me but hey what did I care."
"Stay away from them, they aren't safe." Sam said, always the leader.
"Why do you care? Why do any of you care?" I asked continuing my packing.
"Would you stop that? Why are you packing anyway?" Paul ripped the clothes from my hand.
"Because I no longer live here or even on the Rez for that matter. I have my own place and I'm a new me and no one will stop me. I just came to sort my stuff out to give to good will. Everything I need is at my place already." I took the clothes back roughly and he started to shake.
"You aren't going anywhere. You belong here." Sam said trying to be kind but I think he knew it was pointless because I was pretty stubborn. His words also made me believe that there was more to this than me moving out.
"And whose going to stop me? I'm 17 and if I wanted to all I'd have to do is have my mom sign papers so I can live alone."
"Where will you stay?" Leah came in the room and sat on Sam's lap.
"The Cullens gave me the deed to a little cottage they owned. I found it years ago and was fixing it up so I could escape there at times. Well they gave it to me and are going to help me make it livable. I think you'll like it Leah, come by anytime you want."
Everyone was silent as I finished packing all my clothes, deciding to keep just a couple things. I wrote what was in each box and other away all my underwear since it would be creepy and gross if anyone wore them after me. Leah, Sam, and Paul kept looking at each other and then they kept looking at the door.
"You can't leave, you have to stay here." Paul being stubborn.
"No one will stop me. I have no problems with the Cullens and until I see for myself that they're awful people, then I don't care how much you hate them. Besides if Bella is dating Edward how bad can it be...speaking of which"
They all followed me into the living room and looked guarded. Jake stood as I neared him and began talking but I didn't listen as I swung my hand and punched him right in the face. There was a loud crack and a splatter of blood when my fist connected with his nose.
"Shit, fuck." I swore as I clutched my hand. It was already starting to swell and bruise and I knew then that I broke it. Jake was holding his nose, trying to stop the bleeding.
"What the hell?" Sam yelled as he and Paul held on to Jake who was shaking badly. After I stopped cursing, I held my hand close to my body to stabilize it.
"You lied to me and I am so sick and tired of it. You and Bella aren't together so tell me why you don't want me?" Jake just stared at me and his shaking got under control as he looked at me, his nose not bleeding anymore.
"I did it to protect you. You have no idea about the world we live in and I just wanted to protect you." I pushed him with my good hand.
"It's not your job to protect me. I have a brother and a mother and I know how to take care of myself. Your job was to love me, to be with me, to trust me. Trust in US when we became an us, but you didn't. You lied to me; again. I can't trust you now and I don't believe in you, in myself anymore. I honestly don't know if I ever can but I still care about you so much. I need space, from all of you because I know your hiding something and I'm tired of the lies." I left without looking back, I'll send someone for my stuff later.
Right now I had to go get my arm looked at.
