SM Owns Twilight

PART 3

CHAPTER V.

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Bella had a very comfortable, luxurious King size bed (thanks to Alice) with more than enough room to spare. Jacob and Bella could have spread out over the entire bed for a restful sleep. However, they automatically resorted to their usual position of Jacob wrapping himself around Bella, who seemed content to be cocooned inside Jacob's arms.

Jacob, being Jacob, couldn't help but drop a few kisses on her neck.

"HEY! Keep it PG-13 up there! You don't have a bedroom door and this is a loft! We can hear everything down here!" Quil screamed from downstairs.

Bella giggle as Jacob groaned in frustration.

'I'm destined to be surrounded by idiots. I can't even kiss my girlfriend...wait, is she my girlfriend? Does this mean we're officially dating? She never said anything...I mean, she's not going to New York, we spent the night at my place, we talked about my past, Quil gave her the list...oh no! She never called me after that. I came to give her breakfast and she kissed me, but that's it. Now we're in her bed, but I don't know what this means. What if she does this with all of her friends? Fuck! What if she did this with Alex too?'

While Jacob tormented himself over the meaning of their so called 'relationship,' Bella was thankful that he wasn't facing her or he would have known the effect those sweet kisses were having on her. She had wanted to turn over and talk to him, but knew that the current predicament in her tank top would make things awkward.

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Embry woke up early the next morning. He looked around to see Quil and Seth, snoring away, while Bella and Jacob's heartbeats were synchronized.

It had surprised him that Jacob didn't kick them out after Quil's remark the night before. He wondered how far Jacob would have taken it if he hadn't been interrupted.

Inspiration dawned on him, and a wicked grin soon spread over his face.

He waited for Quil to wake up before leading him up the stairs. Jacob and Bella were wrapped around each other in such a way that made Embry uncomfortable. It was so...romantic, and intimate that he thought of heading back down the stairs, but decided that this would be his one chance to do this.

Since Jacob and Bella were in one corner of the King size bed, Embry laid down on the other side, his face turned towards Bella. Jacob's face was hidden in her hair so he was safe...until Jacob woke up. He motioned for Quil to tickle Bella's feet, hoping to wake her up.

Quil did as he was told.

Bella felt something tickling her feet and kicked it away, only to have it come back again. She opened her eyes...to see Embry's face a few inches away from her own, his eyes open, his smile wide.

"Aaaahhhhh!" she screamed, throwing her arms around to untangle herself from Jacob's arms. Jacob, hearing his Bells screaming, immediately jumped into action...only to be hit in the groin by Bella's flailing arms.

"Oh fuck! Oh shit!" he screamed, falling to the floor.

"Oh my God! Jake, I'm so sorry!" Bella exclaimed as she stood on the bed, staring down at him. Embry and Quil stood by the stairs, laughing at him while high-fiving each other.

"What the hell is going on?" Jacob asked, still clutching himself.

"I woke up and Embry was there in my face," Bella said, turning her attention to Embry.

"It was just a joke. I'm sorry Bella, we're stupid and immature, and we couldn't resist. Our bad," Emby replied.

"I'm going to kill you!" Jacob screamed from the floor.

"Hey Bella, we'll say a prayer for you," Quil said, winking at her.

"Why are you praying for me?"

"We're praying that Jacob doesn't suffer from any permanent damage so you can enjoy him," Quil laughed heartily, enjoying Bella's discomfort.

"What's going on?" Seth asked, now entering the crime scene.

"Oh, nothing. Jacob's not going to be able to have kids," Embry joked, before leading the boys back down the stairs.

"I'm so sorry Jacob," Bella whispered, kneeling next to him, "I wish there was something I could do to make it better."

'There is. There is something you could do to make it better. Kiss it.'

The image of Bella kissing him there made him groan.

"Jake?" Bella asked, worried by the look on his face and the sound he made.

"I'm fine, Bells. I'm fine." He could hear someone's cell phone ringing downstairs.

"I'm really sorry," Bella said again. She looked positively miserable, and for a minute, Jacob wondered if she had been worried about what Quil said. He was trying to think of something to reassure her-in the case such an atrocity would occur—he had other ways of making sure she'd enjoy herself.

Jacob opened his mouth to respond, when he heard shouting from downstairs.

He leapt to his feet and grabbed Bella's hand, leading her down the stairs.

"What's going on?" he asked the guys, who were all standing around Seth, who was on his phone.

"Leah's gone," Seth replied sadly.

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They had all gathered in the Clearwater house, everyone standing around the living room, trying to absorb Rachel's words.

"I went over to her place in Sequim to talk to her. I knew she was probably mad at me for what happened the other day, so I thought I'd go and talk to her, help her pack up her stuff. When I got there, the landlady said Leah left. She left one envelope for me, and when I opened it, there was a sealed envelope for Bella," she said angrily, glaring at Bella. Jacob pushed Bella behind him, hoping to protect her from Rachel's hateful glare.

"Where's the envelope?" Jacob asked his sister.

"Here," she said, pulling it out of her purse, "although, I can't imagine what she'd want with you, Swan," she said menacingly, her eyes full of hate at the moment. Rachel's fragile ego had been bruised when she discovered her 'best friend forever' didn't even leave her a note, but left the stupid, pale-faced selfish girl with an envelope.

"Well, give it to her," Jacob insisted. Rachel refused to move, so Jacob walked over to her and snatched the envelope out of her hands. He placed the envelope in Bella's shaking hands, "Here, Bells."

Jacob stepped back and put his hands in his pocket, waiting for Bella to open the envelope. She looked at everyone in the room: Paul, Rachel, Embry, Seth, Quil., and finally Jacob. They all looked at her, waiting to hear what the note or letter said.

"Give me a minute, Jake," she said quietly.

"Are you serious?" Rachel yelled, but Paul gently placed his hand on her arm.

"Let her be, Rachel." Rachel locked eyes with him, and looked sheepish.

If they all weren't shocked enough by Leah's abrupt departure, this would have shocked them to their core. Rachel Black, all around menace to society and destroyer of the general welfare of mankind, was listening to her imprinter.

Bella walked out of the Clearwater house and towards Jacob's car. She leaned against it and tore the envelope open.

There were two pieces of paper inside, labeled #1 and #2.

#1

Swan,

You won't matter once Jacob imprints. It doesn't matter what he tells you, he cannot and will not fight it. If there's anything in this fucking world that I'm sure of, it's that. You're just plain shit out of luck.

Bella's hands were shaking so hard that she dropped the letter on the ground.

Why? Why did she have to say that? Why, when things were finally starting to look up for her, did Leah have to drag her by the hair to hell?

Bella quickly turned to the next letter.

#2

Swan,

You're going to tell the following people exactly what I wrote in here, word for word.

Screw Billy's good will and the pack for trying to act like they're all superior for asking me to come back to this hell hole.

Tell Rachel to go to hell and that I hope she will never have another girlfriend she can betray.

Seth's all yours. It's not like he was a good brother to me anyway.

As for Sam and Emily, well karma is a bitch, and they will suffer in the end. I know it.

Finally, Swan, you're going to tell my mother that I'm never going to come back—not even for her funeral.

You should never have interfered between Emily and her fate. She was always meant to have those scars, to remind her of her betrayal.

Bella stared at the letter, unable to comprehend how Leah could, once again, do this to her people. How did one have such hatred in their heart? People were supposed to change, to realize their mistakes, to reform their ways, but Leah remained the same. Could having your heart broken, your dreams destroyed, really turn a person into someone no one else recognized?

Bella knew that answer, better than anyone.

Yes.

Though Bella did not inflict harm on others as Leah did, her selfishness to escape the pain resulted in hurting those closest to her, especially Jacob.