Bella
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Apology
I sat in bed with my fingers crossed. In my mind I was chanting, Please let him come, please let him climb up the tree and come.
I really wanted to talk to Jacob, I felt so bad for what I said. I can't believe that I called him a dog. What a stupid comment that was.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Yes! I all about flew to my window, and sure enough he was there. I opened my window up with a jerk and it squeaked in protest.
"Jacob!" I called, relief swelling up in my voice.
"Hey, Bella." He called back, in much the same way.
"Well? Are you coming up, or do I have to go down there and drag you?" I joked, he jumped on the tree branch. He grabbed one next to him, it tilted upward. He used it to walk along the house then slide in with ease.
I didn't waste any time, I ran right up to him and hugged him. I was relieved that he was hugging back; at least he wasn't mad anymore!
I pulled away, "Jake I feel so bad! I didn't mean to call you that! I'm… I'm…"
He put his hand up, to stop me from talking. "Don't worry. You didn't mean it, he's just getting to you."
What? He was blaming Edward again? At least when Jacob's crush on me was just a crush, Edward was tolerant.
"What? Jake, why are you still blaming Edward? I said it, not him." He looked at me, his expression was unintelligible.
"Bella, that's what he usually calls me. That or mongrel. He must've said it to you when you were there."
I groaned, "Jake, just stop blaming each other! It's annoying and getting on my very last nerve!"
"Well what do you want me to do, then!" He snapped, his figure shuddering slightly, "Just let it go? Let me forget that he kissed you?"
"At least keep it to yourself!" I snapped, getting more frustrated, "How would you feel if you had to choose between two people you love while a crazed vampire was starting an army to kill you!"
Oh, here we go again… I thought to myself, I can't stand the fighting!
I had had enough! I walked over to him, his shuddering intensified. I walked over to him, put my arms around him, and kissed him. I ran my fingers through his hair, and didn't stop kissing him until I was nearly out of breath.
I gasped, pulling away from him slightly; my fingers unrelentingly pulling lightly on his downy hair.
"So, does this mean our fight is over?" He mused, "Or do we need to kiss some more?"
I wacked his arm lightly, talking in the terrible joke. He shrugged, and kissed me once more. Then he inquired about when I had mentioned the vampire army.
"So what was the deal with the whole, 'crazed vampire starting an army' thing?" He questioned. I pulled on his hair nervously.
I kissed him again before answering, "Its Victoria…" I began as a tremble slipped through him; I tousled his silky hair before starting again.
"She, uhm… got into a tiff with Edward a while back, her—uh—mate was killed to protect me by Edward and the other Cullens…" I looked at him to check his expression, he looked pretty calm so far while I was ruffling his hair and he wasn't shaking. "So she vowed to destroy his… mate."
This time he started to shake, I pulled on the back of his hair and kissed him again.
"Don't worry, Jacob." I cooed in his ear, "There's a plan, Jake. And I think you're going to like it, until I tell you what I want."
He seemed suspicious, but interested. "What do you want and with who?"
"They want to—uh—want to meet the army; the one Victoria is creating, in the clearing. They want to fight them off, Jake. The Cullens, Jake."
"Hmm… Kill some vampires, eh?" He seemed intrigued, I didn't like it. "What's the part you think I won't like that you want?"
This was going to be a hard one; I walked Jacob over to my bed and sat down, He sat down beside me. "Jake I don't want… I can't have you…"
He pulled my shoulders so I'd face him, "What, Bella?" His onyx eyes were even more compelling then Edward's—which I used to think was impossible.
"Don't—and I mean please, please—don't go in the fight…"
"What?" He asked, his face astounded for a moment; then disappointed.
I took his hand in mine and used the other to put my hand around his neck and tugged on the last few strands on the bottom of his sleek, soft, silky hair. He hummed in delight, and closed his eyes. Then he remembered what was going on.
"Where would I go then, Bella?" He asked suddenly.
"Well, I—I don't know, yet." My words faltered at what I said next, "We have to visit the Cullens again… and that means Edward…"
He shook some more, but he seemed to calm himself down before I could even reach my hand to his smooth hair,
"Okay, Bella." He said ominously, he had a plan. "But, if I stay out, Edward does, too."
I guess if one couldn't have fun, the other one couldn't either. I sighed, and entwined my fingers in his hair. We'd have to visit Edward again, much to my dismay. But, I still loved him. I love Jacob, too. Maybe—near unquestionably—much, much more. I'd have to choose, then. Edward vs. Jacob.
The final decision.