you guys have to remember that Jacob isn't the bad guy in this story! he didn't hurt bella on purpose! it was an accident, just like what Sam did was. you guys all seem ready to kill him, like Edward. gosh...
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Bella's P.O.V.
When I awoke, that last effects of the pain medication were waring off. The lights in the room were off, but there was a bit of light starting to come through the window. I assumed it was in the morning.
A snore caught my attention, and I turned my head to the side to see Charlie isitting in a chair next to my bed with Charity curled up against him. I was surprised. I would expectthat from Renee, to sleep in a chair in my room, but not Charlie. He must have been really worried.
"Momma...momma...no, momma!" Charity said in her sleep. She was having a nightmare.
"Charity, Charity." I said quietly, my voice still a little rough. "Charity!"
She gave a little jump, and opened her eyes. Charlie's snores stopped, then started again. "Momma?" She asked, looking at me, and stretching a little.
"Come on, baby." I said, scooting over in my bed a little. It hurt badly, but I did my best to ignore it. She stood up on Charlie's lap, and climbed over the railing. I used my arm that was closest to her to help her over, making sure not to pull anything out. She laid down next to me, and cuddled up to my side. When he head touched the side of my chest, it gave a small pang, but it wasn't worse than what I already felt. Just breathing hurt a bit.
I pulled my arm up, and wrapped it around her. For the next hour, or so, I just lay there, and watched her sleep. I did it all the time when he was a baby. She would mumble a little, but not much. Just my name every once, and awhile.
Charlie woke up around then. He stretched, and then realised that Charity wasn't on his lap. He glanced around for her, and saw her in bed with me. He breathed a sighed of relief, and then noticed that I was awake.
"Hey dad." I said quietly so I didn't wake Charity.
"Bells, your up. How are you feeling?" He asked.
"A little sore, and stiff." I said truthfully.
"Well, Dr. Cullen should be here soon. Maybe he can do something about that." Charlie said. I nodded.
"Bells," Charlie said after a minute, "what exactly happened?"
"I...I had just got home, and put Charity down for a nap when I heard something outside. I went out onto the front porch to see if I could find whatever it was that made the noise. Next thing I know, I'm on the ground, my back ripped open. I looked up just in time to see a giant dog running into the woods." I said, making it up as I went along. Charlie looked convinced.
"A giant dog? Like those wolves people had been seeing a couple years ago?" He asked.
"Yeah, it was. It looked just like the ones I saw in the clearing that one day." I said, remembering the first time I had seen Jacob in his wolf form.
"They must have come back." Charlie said. The lights flipped on then, and Carlisle walked into the room.
"I see your up Bella. How are you feeling?" He asked, walking over to my bed. He started checking the stuff hooked up to me.
"I feel a lot better than yesterday. I'm sore, and a little stiff though." I said. He nodded. I noticed that Charity had been quiet for the past minute, or so. I glanced down at her. Her eyes were open, and staring at me.
"Hey sweetie." I said, giving her a small smile.
"Hi momma." She said.
"Dad, how about you take her down to the cafeteria, and get something to eat?" I suggested. I knew Carlisle wanted to talk to me, and that probably included the matter of mythical creatures.
"Sure. I should probably call your mom. I told her I would let her know when you woke up." Charlie said.
"You told Renee?" I said with a groan.
"Yes. Her, and Phil flew up here yesterday. We were worried about you." He said, seeing the look I was giving him.
"Great." I muttered. He sighed, picked up Charity, and left the room. I turned my head to face Carlisle. It gave a throb at the move.
"So, are we gonna talk?" I said, remembering where we left off yesterday.
"Yes, we are." Carlisle said, taking a seat on the edge of my bed by my feet.
"Bella, do you have any idea what happened after they brought you to the hospital?" He asked me.
"No, I was out cold before the paramedics showed up." I said, wondering why he was asking this.
"Bella, after you had been here a couple hours, you died. And, we couldn't revive you." He said.
"So its true. Your life does flash before your eyes when you die." I mused. Carlisle gave me a look that clearly said he wanted me to explain.
"I gave up. I let myself slip into the blackness of death. When I did, all these images came to me. Ones from my childhood, and people from it. Then, it changed to people from here, Forks. All the people I hung out with in school, my parents, you guys, Jacob... and Charity. When it got to her, I realised that I couldn't leave her. She needs me. So I fought against it, and managed to pull myself back." I explained. Carlisle nodded once.
"I guess that also explains how you managed to pull back." Carlisle said with a smile. "Bella, I told everyone here yesterday that you had died. You have no idea how much that effected them. And then, we I explained that you had revived yourself... Well, the relief in the room was immense. And the happiness, and love too."
"Who all was here?" I asked. There couldn't have been too many people...
"Well, there was Charlie, Charity, and eventually Phil and Renee. My whole family was here. And, Ben and Angela." He said. That was all I expected. I gave a small nod, a little hurt that no one from the pack showed up.
"What's the extent of my injuries?" I asked, curious. I couldn't remember if he told me yesterday or not.
"Well, your pretty beat up. You have a crack in your skull, a concussion, a nice sized cut on your forehead, five gashes down your back, and three down your left arm. And, three broken ribs." Carlisle said. I didn't realise I was that bad.
Carlisle stiffened, and turned his attention towards the door. "Bella, how do you feel about having a visitor?" He asked.
"Sure, fine. Who is it?" I asked. Carlisle stood up, and walked over to the door.
"I'll be back later to check in on you." He said before disappearing. The fact that Carlisle had avoided my question made me a little curious. It was very unlike him.
I pushed myself up a little, so I was siting up. It hurt like heck when I leaned back against my pillows. I winced. I could feel a pair of eyes on me.
When I looked up at the door to see who my visitor was, I was was Jacob, fully dressed in jeans, and a white t-shirt. When he saw me look at him, he looked down. He seemed a little nervous, but I was confused as to why he would be.
"Jake." I said happily. He looked up at the sound of my voice, and seemed a little confused by my tone. But, he still didn't move.
"I don't bite, you know." I said, a small smile playing on my lips. He still didn't move from near the door. I sighed loudly.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked, shutting the door to my room, and taking a couple steps forward.
"No, I'm more mad at myself than you. I pushed you too far, and said somethings that I shouldn't have said. And I'm sorry for that." I said. He walked over so that he was standing next to me. He winced, and glanced away when he saw the bandage on my arm, and head.
"Bella, you have nothing to be sorry for. What you said was harsh, but it was true. I did leave you when you needed someone. I'll never be able to apologize enough for that. Or, for this." He said, turning back and gesturing to my body.
"You don't have to apologize. You didn't mean to hurt me. It was an accident, and I know it." I said.
"I wouldn't call it an accident." I heard Jacob mumble under his breath.
"Really, what would you call it then?" I asked.
"A slip of control?" He said, it sounding like a question. I looked at him a moment before I just started laughing. it hurt, but I couldn't help it. After a minute, Jacob started laughing with me. After a minute, we both managed to stop laughing. I'm not even sure why we had been laughing.
"So, what all is, well, ya' know..." Jacob asked, getting quiet at the end.
"I have three broken ribs, a cracked skull, a concussion, and a gash on my forehead. Then, I have five gashes on my back, and three on my arm." I said.
"God, I'm so sorry, Bella." He said, siting down in the chair by my bed.
"Jake, I'll recover. I'll get better, and things will go back to normal. so don't apologize." I said, grabbing his hand. The warmth was conformting.
"Bella, can I ask you something." Jake asked after a minute.
"Well, you just did. But you can ask me something else." I said, smiling. Jake shook his head.
"That was pitiful, Bells." He said. Then, he took on a more serious look. "Well, I know its not really any of my business, but I was just wondering if... if you and him are going to get back together?"
I was actually expecting that. It took me a minute to think of an answer. "I don't know, Jake. I mean, I do still love him, but in a different way than before. He really hurt me when he left me like that. And my priorities are different know. I mean, I have a kid now. Things will never be the way they were before. But, we might. I just don't know, Jake. But, I do know that the Cullens are part of my life now, and that's not going to change."
"Oh." When I looked at him he was looking away from me, at the window on the other side of the room.
"Jake, why can't you just be happy for me? I mean, I'm happy. Even if we don't get back together, I'll still be happy. So why can't you be happy?" I asked.
"Because, they are our mortal enemies. They shouldn't even exist!" He said angrily.
"Really? Would you be saying the same thing if Charity was one of them? Would you still think of her as a 'bloodsucker', and a 'leech' if she was one of them?" I demanded from him. He growled at me. I squeezed his hand to remind him where he was. It seemed to work for he calmed down just a little.
"You would never let that happen to her!" He growled.
"Things happen, Jacob." I said, glancing down at my wrist. He did too. He knew the story of what happened. He didn't say anything.
"You would still love her. She would be the one exception to you because you love her. You make exceptions for the people you love. So your gonna have to make an exception with the Cullens because Charity is my daughter, and she enjoys being in the Cullen's company just as much as I do. Shes happy around them, so if they don't mind, we will be hanging around with them a lot." He just looked at me when I finished.
Jacob had opened his mouth to say something, but then he turned towards the door. He got up, and moved to the foot of my bed. I shot him a questioning look, but he wasn't paying attention. Charlie, and Charity came back into the room then.
"Sorry Bells, but I gotta go into work. We're gonna go out looking for those wolves again." Charlie said, setting Charity down. She took off running to Jake, who bent down to scoop her up.
"Jakey!" She said, giggling when he started tickling her. I smiled, the tension that was in the air moments before gone.
"Hey cutie." He said.
"I'm sure Renee and Phil can watch her when night comes." Charlie said, a smile on his face. He was heading towards the door.
"Dad, you know that Phil scares her." It was true. Charity would scream, and cry every time Phil got near her. We don't know why, but it's very amusing. Or, at least it is to Charlie and I. Renee and Phil don't seem to think so.
"Bye Bells. Bye Jacob." Charlie said, leaving.
I turned back to Jake, watching him play with my daughter. After a couple minutes, he stiffened again. Then he set Charity down, and turned to me.
"Sorry Bell,s I gotta go. Sam's calling." He said, and dashed out of the room. I was a little worried. Sam hadn't called a pack meeting in a year, or so. Not since Victoria was here.
He probably is just calling a pack meeting. tried to convince myself. It didn't work, no matter how hard I tried.
Charity came over,. and climbed up on my lap. She began chattering away while I listened, my thoughts somewhere else.
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I'm so sorry it took so long! I've been kinda busy since we go back to school in just two weeks (urgh!) and i haven't been feeling too well. but i feel good. and you should be happy! thisi s the longest chapter ive ever writen out of all my stories!
okay, so I have a little game to play with you guys. This is a game me and my friends play when we get bored. I'm gonna tell you a line from twilight, and you have to tell me what book its from, who says it, and whats going on when its said.
send me a review with your answer! the first three with the correct answer will get a short sneak peek into the future of Lurking in the Shadows!
okay, here it is:
' "I bet you taste good." '