I realize when I need another source for dialogue, I take longer than usual to update. That still is no excuse. And if anyone is reading my Percy Jackson story, I am writing the next chapter. And also, anyone who has a FaceBook account, I made the Bella here a FaceBook page. It's literally a page named 'Bella Swan (from the Bottom of the Ocean FF story)'. Please 'like' it, cause it means a lot to me. I know it sounds really vain and stupid, but it's just for the fun of it.
BPOV:
Time to call Jacob.
I got my phone and looked in my contacts for Jacob, then hesitantly called. He answered within two seconds.
"Bella?"
"Hey, Jacob," I said. "Um, can you come over? I want to talk."
"Okay, I'm on my way as we speak," he said. He hung up and suddenly I got nervous. Not 'Oh, what if I trip and fall on stage' nervous. More like 'Oh what if I say something wrong and lose a friend' nervous.
I started pacing, thinking of things I could say. Jacob didn't give me much time to think. Soon enough Charlie was practically pounding on my door. I opened it quickly and he looked at my worried expression.
"Jacob's here," he said. "Says he wants to talk to you. He looks as worried as you do."
"Um, tell him to come in here," I said. Charlie disappeared from my view and in came Jacob.
He was wearing cut-off jeans and a black T-shirt, and his face was calm. I wish I was.
"Jake, I—," he didn't let me finish.
"Close the door," he said. I obliged and he started pacing. "So you figured it out?"
"I think so," I said. I gulped. "I want to talk to you." My voice shook.
He suddenly turned hostile and cold. He wasn't my Jacob anymore, the one who's smile shined like the sun. There was darkness in him now—like my sun had imploded.
"Go ahead," he hissed. His glare was vicious. I'd never seen him look at anyone like that, least of all me. It hurt. Then he tried to calm himself. He took a deep breath and sighed. "I knew you could figure it out."
"Yeah, I remember the story now," I whispered. His mood swings had me confused, and I was afraid one bad move would bring out more anger and hostility.
It was silent for a long moment, and I was looking down at the purple carpet by my feet, but I could feel Jacob's eyes searching my face—or trying. There must have been something he saw, because when he spoke again, his voice was acidic.
"You could have just called," he said harshly.
I nodded. "I know."
Jacob started pacing. "Why did you come?" he demanded, not stopping his angered pacing.
"I thought it would be better face-to-face," I said timidly.
"Oh, yeah, so much better, with you looking at the floor," he snorted.
I laughed nervously and looked up at him, brushing my bangs away so he could see my entire face. "Happy?"
"Little better, I guess," he said. "But why do you look so scared?" He paused and looked at my face again. "You know what, you're such a hypocrite. What, I'm not the right kind of monster for you?"
"What?" I asked, confused.
"You know it makes me so mad I could just spit," he said. "There you are, terrified of me, and yet it's okay to have a bloodsucker at your arm. How is that fair?"
"What?" I held up a finger in a motion for him to give me a second.
He thought I was scared of him, when really, my mind was just on a break down because of all the confusion and stress brought by magical creatures in my life. This wasn't good, but it was better than bad.
"You think I'm scared of you because you're a werewolf?" I clarified.
"For normal girls it would be reason enough," he said. "But, yeah."
I smiled a tiny smile.
"So it doesn't scare you that I morph into a giant dog?" he asked. "You really, honestly don't mind?"
"No," I said. He hugged me so hard it was almost bone-crushing. "Can't…..breathe….." He let go of me instantly.
"But then, why did you look so scared?" he asked.
"My mind's finally cracking," I answered. "I'm surprised I can even think at all. With all the stress my work has me in, keeping Edward's secret, and now yours… I mean, is nothing unreal anymore? What about the sane, safe world humans are supposed to live in? Is everything real? At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if Taylor Swift actually was a fairy in disguise, or Miley Cyrus a troll in costume."
"I guess you don't like MC," he joked. "But seriously, what stress do you have?"
"Let's see, everyone spreads rumors about me, and as you get more and more popular, they get more frequent and worse. Then there's the movie coming out in March and all the travelling and shows and promotion I have to do for it. And my boss wants me to have a single and a new video out before the movie comes out, and I still have to figure all if that out. And, on top of that, I have a werewolf and a vampire running in and out of my house with my oblivious father and cousin. Wouldn't that be enough to give you a headache, Jake?" I finished.
"My God, I just thought you sang a song, looked pretty, talked on shows and that was it," he joked. "I guess it is harder than college."
"Jake," I said. "Why are you going to be in L.A. for a month? Yeah, to totally change the subject."
"Well, Sam, he's the pack leader, told me that while I was here, to check the bloodsucker area, and there are some trails and scents that aren't from the Cullens, so he told me to stay longer and check it out, and my aunt let me stay, and Billy will get along without me," he said easily. "It's only a moth, anyways."
"But we have to spend more time together," I argued. "I hadn't seen you since we shot the first video, and that was almost a year ago."
"Well, you hardly ever come by Forks anymore, and I don't exactly have the money to visit you all the time like your bloodsuckers do, do I?" he said.
"Be nice," I warned lightly.
"Come on, spill," he said, "it has to get boring spending all your time with the same bloodsuckers. The tiny chick and your boyfriend are old, and it must get boring talking to them."
"It doesn't," I said defensively. "But sometimes I'd like a change, and talking to you is fun, too." I smiled.
"Then it's settled—I'm in L.A. to keep you from boredom and check out the leech trails," he said. "Speaking of which, I should go check this out. It smells like two we've had in Forks, but I haven't smelled it in so long I can't be sure." He started towards the door and looked at me.
"It was nice talking to you, Bells," he said. "I think it's finally going to get easier with you knowing."
"Okay," I said. "Go, check the vampire out. You're welcome to come over for dinner."
He smiled my smile. "What are you making?"
"Domino's Pizza delivery," I teased. He laughed.
"I gotta go," he sighed. "See you later." He left.
I felt as if something heavy and bulky had been removed from my shoulders. It felt nice to know Jacob and I would be okay. I sat on my bed and looked around my room. I picked up my sketch book and started drawing what could be scenes for the Forever & Always music video, and I ended up with a pretty storyline. I'm looking at pictures of me with a boy sitting at a desk in a room, couple-y pictures, and mouthing the words, then I'm at a restaurant, looking bored as I see all the couples holding hands and stuff while I'm alone, and then I'm sitting on the floor next to an old-fashioned phone, and a cell phone, flipping it open every few seconds, checking for missed calls.
I liked the idea for the video, and I called my usual video director, Tracy, and she said she could schedule a three-day shoot in two weeks. I told her I'd call Mr. Webber and ask if those days worked and if he could come over to help. He said he could and called her, and she told me to pick out a boy and leave the rest to them—Mr. Webber was coming January second to start helping her.
….
It was two in the afternoon when Tony came into my room.
"Bella, are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah," I answered. "I just needed some time to think." I looked up at his frown. "Why? What's up?"
"I don't know how to tell you," he said. "But Charlie and I got hungry and we ordered pizza, on me."
"Did you save any for me?" I asked eagerly. My stomach had been rumbling for the past half hour.
"Five slices," he said with a grin. "Come on." He took my hand and pulled me up with him, and my phone beeped the text jingle. I quickly got it and opened the text.
It's not illegal!—E
I quickly texted an angry reply.
Wherever you are, go away. If you want to talk to me or see me, you can simply come over.—B
I got a reply as Tony got me three slices heated.
You were with the dog, and anyways since you have dinner plans I guess I'll see you some other time.—E
I gave up texting and dialed his number.
"Hello?" he said.
"Edward, seriously, come here in like half an hour," I said.
"Okay, fine," he said. He hung up as the pizza was placed on my plate.
…
I was in my room and Edward came in. Charlie must have been thinking something odd, because Edward's lips were a grin as he closed the door behind him.
"Bella, you can't be around werewolves," he stated, suddenly serious.
"Why not?" I asked. "Jacob's my friend, and if I want to see him, then I will. You can't control who I spend time with, Edward."
"I can do my best to try," he muttered. "Bella, werewolves are dangerous and unstable. People around them get hurt if they lose control. I can't let you be around that. I can't willingly let you be in such danger."
"Jacob's not going to hurt me," I said firmly. "And you can't control me. You can't control who I see, what I do, or where I go."
"Bella, I'm just worrying for your safety," he said.
"And I'll be completely safe with Jacob." I glared at him.
"But—it's not safe, Bella, you have to trust me on that," he said.
"You have to trust me, and I trust Jacob," I said.
He started pacing around the room, frowning and looking at the floor.
"Bella, I just can't trust a werewolf—it goes against everything I know," he said.
"It also goes against everything you know to stand next to me and not kill me, but you do it anyways," I said. "You have to understand you can't control me, or who I spend my time with, or anything about me. It's a free country and I am legally an adult. So if you can't watch me spend with my friend Jacob, then go do something else."
"You're mad at me out because I care about your safety?" he asked, his tone one of complete disbelief.
"From my point of view, it doesn't look like you care about my safety," I said. "It looks like you only want me for yourself. And that's not necessarily a bad thing, but I want to spend time with some of my other friends. And that includes Jacob."
"I'm sorry, then," he said. He walked over to the window, pulled his hoodie up and climbed out. I guess it could have been called storming out since he tore the window open and nearly cracked the wood.
I was so angry at him that I wasn't nearly as sad as I should have been over him storming out. I slammed the window shut hard and sat on my bed, my arms crossed on my chest. I had learned to control my anger thanks to all the bad press I got sometimes, and every time I got ticked off and had to swallow it down was coming to the surface. It was so close to the boiling point anything would set me off.
"Bella, are you alright?" Charlie asked, poking his head in.
"Aaah!" I grabbed the closest thing I could find—a small and lumpy pillow—and threw it in his direction. He closed the door before the pillow could hit him and it thumped on the door then fell to the floor. "Aaah!" I cried in frustration.
I couldn't call anyone and tell them my vampire boyfriend who I hadn't seen in over a year doesn't want me to hang out with my werewolf friend, because whoever heard that would have me committed.
My phone rang. I got it and looked at the caller ID. Logan Lerman.
"Hey, Logan," I said. "What's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to a friend," he said. "So, you know the press tour for the movie stars in two weeks right?"
"P—press tour?" I asked. "No, I can't, I'm shooting a video. It's like a three day shoot."
"Aw, come on, we don't have to talk this out now," he said. "And, anyway, if you remembered, I told you, like a month ago to clear your schedule cause of the damn press tour for the movie."
"Yeah, well, a month ago my boss didn't think I was slacking and wasn't telling me that before the movie came out, I had to have a new single and video out," I retorted. "And besides, as I'm not a regular actor, I don't have as great a memory as you. What my cousin told me yesterday I can't remember."
"Nice," he laughed. "You sound stressed. Is something else wrong? Because during shooting you also had to avoid screaming fans and had to do CD signings."
"Actually…" I thought. I could just tell him in a simpler way. "My boyfriend is being…difficult."
"Is this something I want to hear, Bella?" he asked.
"It's nothing, bad, I guess," I said. "It's just that an old friend from home stopped by, and he's fun and great, but he's kind of… well, Edward calls him dangerous. And he doesn't want me to be around Jake."
"Oh," was all he said. He was quiet for a moment. Then he sighed. "Bella, I'm guessing your boyfriend loves you, am I correct?"
"Yep," I said.
"Well, as you said he thinks your friend Jake is dangerous, and he cares about you, then it kind of makes sense for him to not want you to hang out with him," Logan said. "Try to see it from his point of view—what if the guy hurts you or something? He let you hand out with the guy, so he'd think it's his fault, no matter how indirectly."
And now I got it. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"Okay, but I know I can trust Jake," I said. "I've hung out with him before, and he's not so bad." But I hadn't hung out with him after the change, and that was probably the most important factor.
"Do what you like, Bella," Logan said. "But seriously, you seem really high strung and stressed out. How about we catch a movie or something? I heard that new vampire one was playing."
"No, no vampires, please," I said reflexively.
"Okay, there's a new animated comedy out," he suggested.
"Fine, but as friends, and I have to be home by seven," I said.
"Yes, ma'am," he said. I laughed. "I'll get the tickets and pick you up in around half an hour, ok?"
"Sure, see ya," I said. I hung up.
I changed from my normal clothes to a cute purple blouse, skinny jeans and Converse, and took the oversized hoodie I used to go out in public when I didn't want to be seen. I brushed my hair—it looked fine—and made a bag, and by the time I was done, I told Tony and Charlie where I was going and that I'd be back by seven, and got a text from Logan saying he was downstairs.
…
"Okay, pull the hoodie up before you get out of the car, Logan," I hissed.
We were in his car, parked inside the Cinema parking lot, and there were paparazzi vans all over the damn place. The only way to get to the movie was to pull up the hoodies and hope to go unnoticed. Yet Logan was being an idiot.
"Just pull the damn hoodie up and walk out," I hissed again.
"What if they notice? I mean, we could go somewhere else," he tried.
"I am fixated in watching this damn movie, and I will," I said. "Just do it. If we get spotted, what? Just two friends going to the movies together."
"But—but—fine," he said. He pulled his hoodie up and put his shades on and turned off the car. I pulled the hood up and put on my Ray Bans and walked out. We walked towards the doors and didn't hear a thing, so I think we got away.
We quickly bought the tickets for Little Fockers, popcorn and sodas and scurried into the movie theater. We sat on the very last seats, farthest away from the entrance, which probably wasn't a good idea in case we got spotted. We sat and watched the trailers, and I blushed as the 'Kisses and Lies' trailer from 'It's a Once In a Lifetime Thing' played. It was the first official trailer released, and they played it everywhere. I personally liked it, just not the fact it was me kissing the guy who was currently sitting next to me.
Finally the lights dimmed and the movie began. The theater was full, but with our normal-looking clothes I doubted anyone would look at us. I pulled my hoodie off and took off my shades and watched the movie. About half an hour into the movie, the girl next to me, who looked around fourteen, got up and looked around, then walked out of the theater. I saw her eyes widen when she saw me, so I pulled up my hoodie.
She came back with popcorn in her hands, and sat. She stared at my face until I looked at her. She gasped and opened her mouth, I covered her mouth with my hand.
"Please don't," I whispered. She nodded. I let go of her and turned back to the screen, looking at Ben Stiller's grinning face as he made yet another joke. Then all hell broke loose—for me at least.
"BELLA SWAN!" the girl screamed. And then all the heads turned toward her shrill voice. I probably shouldn't have sat all the way up here. Suddenly the girl next to Logan realized who was sitting next to her. "LOGAN LERMAN!"
And then everyone forgot about the movie and was running over to us.
"Follow my lead," he whispered. He stood up and started jumping over the empty seats.
"I'm not coordinated enough for that!" I yelled. He waved it off and motioned for me to follow him. I hesitantly climbed quickly jumped to the floor, then did it again and again and again faster, hoping not to fall and break something.
Finally we made it out of the theater and ran into the car, and we tried to avoid hitting any cars or fans on our way out.
"Okay, next time, mission is to avoid getting seen by psycho fan girls!" I said breathlessly after we were on the highway. "This is sure to be on the gossip sites. We didn't even sign autographs."
"Whatever," he said, breathless too. "At least we got away." He turned on the radio and a new Lady GaGa song was on. After it finished he looked at me. "What do you want to do now?"
"It's like five thirty so can we just go to a mall or something? I want to get Jake a late Christmas present," I said. He took the next exit and we rode in silence, listening to the Ke$ha song on. He parked and we headed for the department store. I ended up buying him a video game, because I didn't know much about him. It was a cool video game, though, so I hoped he liked it.
"You still got an hour to get home so why don't we get ice cream and then I take you home?" he asked. "Since this sucked so badly."
"It didn't suck," I said. "And it wasn't your fault. But sure, I'd love some ice cream." I smiled. We took off for the Baskin Robins and ordered. He had a vanilla cone and I had a mint chocolate chip cone. The place had free Wi-Fi and I checked the GossipChickOnline site.
BELLA SWAN CHEATING ON TWO GUYS WITH ANOTHER GUY—NEWEST STORY NOW
It was reported very recently that Bella Swan had been reunited with her old boyfriend. She confirmed it on the red carpet last night at Beyonce's party. He was even there with her. However, before the party, she was seen having a very heated-looking conversation on her balcony with another boy before the party. This is the first time we've seen him since Bella hit the big time. However, some pictures are surfacing from her first video which was shot in her hometown and the rez near it, and there are many, many pictures of her and the new boy talking and hanging out.
Then tonight she went on a date with Logan Lerman, who has been asking her out since he met her on the set of her movie. So I'm guessing this girl is a huge heartbreaker. She has a boyfriend, she has a boy she's cheating on him with, and she's got a boy she is cheating on BOTH of them with. She is reported to be friends with Logan, but apparently, she gave him a romantic chance—while she's with another guy. We'll keep you posted on this man-eater.
-GossipChickOnline
"That site!" I gasped. "I hate it so much! Look at what they said about me." I showed him the article. Once he read it through he looked at me.
"I told you they wouldn't simply think of it as two friends catching a movie together," he said.
"No you didn't," I said. "You never told me that."
"I told you in my mind," he said. "Anyway, this is just one site. But soon it'll be all over the web."
"You know, I think I should just make an official page just to get rid of these stupid rumors," I commented, trying to humor him so he wouldn't be angry.
"Come on, let's get you home," he sighed. We threw away our trash and went to his car. We thankfully avoided the paparazzi all the way to my home, and it wasn't even seven when I walked in the door.
"Hey, Bells, did you have fun at the movies?" Charlie asked as soon as I went inside.
"Not really," I said dryly. "About forty minutes into the movie a girl screamed my name and we were mobbed and ran off. I almost broke my leg jumping off the seats. Then we went to the mall and got ice cream. And then he drove me home."
"Well, that seems like the usual thing you see on Hannah Montana Forever," Tony said casually.
"You watch that?" I asked incredulously.
"You watch JONAS L.A.," he retorted.
"Touché," I said. "Lemme call the pizza place." I ordered as much pizza as I did after a concert on tour, and right after the pizza arrived, Jacob did too.
He ate more than Charlie and Tony combined, and that's saying a lot, considering Domino's Pizza is their absolute favorite. When they were done, Charlie turned on a football game and he and Tony were entranced. Jacob, however, walked over to me as I did the dishes.
"I saw an article on the Internet today…my face was splashed on the site…I looked kinda scary…I'm sorry," he said.
"You're sorry? Why are you sorry? If anyone should be sorry it's me, for not being careful," I said, scrubbing a dish clean. "I know the paparazzi are going to be everywhere, taking pictures of everything I do. I should have been more careful."
"Bella, this will blow over soon," he said. "Once Miley Cyrus does something skanky again you'll be out of the tabloids. And since she's performing on the Rockin' New Year's thing, you can bet she's going to try something."
I actually laughed. "Nice," I said.
We talked a bit more till he said he had to go. We said goodbye and he left, and I went to get ready for bed. I was completely ready, called Angela and squealed over her presents—tickets to a Ke$ha concert she was dying to see—and then I turned off my light.
Of course, there was a tap on my window. Edward opened it and walked in.
"We need to talk," he said firmly.
My heart fell. He probably saw the article and didn't want to get mixed up in it, so he was just calling it quits. He was breaking up with me so as not to suffer being scrutinized by the damn paparazzi.
"You're gonna break up with me," I said mechanically. "Just man up and do it, Edward. I can take it."
"Why do you think I'm going to leave you?" he asked.
"You just quoted the most clichéd break-up line!" I said.
"Okay, that may be true, but that's not the kind of talking I meant," he said. I breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry about before."
"What about before?" I asked.
"You were right," he started. "I can't control you. I can't control who you spend your time with, where you spend it, or when you are with me or someone else. And I was completely wrong for thinking I could try and stop you from doing what you want. I was a complete and utter fool. And I am sorry."
"So you're not mad because I spent some time with Jacob?" I asked.
"I was worried, because Alice can't see past the wolves, and she couldn't see whether you'd come out alive or not, and I was worried about your safety, but I can't be angry at something that brings you happiness," he said. "It's like being angry at the sun—it makes you happy, so I can't hate it."
"So it's fine if he comes over tomorrow night to watch a movie or something?" I asked.
"If that makes you happy then it's okay, love," he said.
"Thanks," I said. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Why the sudden change of heart, though?"
"I didn't want it to drive a wedge between us," he answered, kissing my hair. "And because I know you're so stubborn you would tell him to come over anyways." He laughed softly.
"Thanks," I said.
"So, we're good?" he asked.
"Yeah, we are," I said.
I went to my bed and he laid down next to, just like we used to do in Forks. And I fell into a blissful sleep as Edward hummed the lullaby I'd longed to hear for so many months.
I realize this chapter is exceptionally short, compared to the last one. Two thousand less words. I feel bad. But I know that since this started out as a New Moon spin-off, Eclipse somehow had to come into the mix. Please remember to follow me on Twitter adriswifty13, Bella's Twitter account bellabooboto and to 'Like' the FaceBook page 'Bella Swan (from Bottom of the Ocean FF story)'. The profile picture is a picture of me, since I imagine Bella here to be like myself, and I hope you 'Like' her page. Thanks, bye.
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