Sick, again.
Burning up a fever and dizzy as anything. Kind of stressed out though. Exams are coming up and I'm missing school , not to mention a chem, biol, french AND maths test that I will have to catch up on :s
Anyways, it means another chapter for you guys, so here it is.
Song by Jesse McCartney. Steph Meyer owns Twilight.
Lee-leerose xx
Chapter 26: Leavin'
"And that's time. Please ensure that your name is on all your papers and put your pens down" squawked the short, plump lady at the front of the gym.
I let out a sigh of relief as I put down the pen for my last exam. I was finally finished. Leaning back in my chair I looked down the rows of chairs and desks to see Angela waving at me. I smiled back as she mouthed "How did you go?". I gave her the thumbs up and she smiled wildly before returning the gesture.
"Are you deaf, Newton? I said PENS DOWN!"
I turned in my chair to see the short, bad-tempered examination lady leaning menacingly across Mike's desk. Mike dropped the pen instantly and sunk down into his seat. I stifled a giggle as the woman shot Mike a death glare, collected up his papers and turned away with a huff of disapproval.
Mike saw me then. He shrugged his shoulders, brushing off the incident and smiled. I smiled back and turned back just in time to have my papers collected as well.
"Okay" Said the woman once all the papers were collected "you may leave now, in a nice orderly fashion!" There was an uproar of voices as chairs scraped against the gymnasium floor. Students flocked to the doors which lead outside, silencing the screaming examination woman "Order! Order, I say!"
I followed the sea of students outside into the sunlight. As everyone dispersed to their corresponding cars I searched the crowd for that familiar set of deep brown eyes.
It wasn't too hard to find him. Jake's huge build meant that he stood out against the swarm of scrawny teenagers that surrounded him.
I ran straight at him, my arms clasping at his shoulders as he grabbed my waist and lifted me up into the air. "I'm free!" I said, throwing my head back in victory. Jake lowered me to my feet slowly, laughing at my dramatic scene. "That you are" he agreed, holding me tightly around the waist.
"How was it?" he asked, concerned. He knew that Chemistry was my worst subject.
"Not too badly" I said "I know I got parts of the stoichiometric equations wrong and I wasn't sure about a few of the multi-choice questions, but other than that I think I passed"
"Excellent" he said. "Now we should go out for a celebratory lunch"
"And where in Forks could we possibly go out for lunch?" I teased
"Well, actually I have a confession to make" Jake said, ducking his head "I've already planned for us to have lunch with Charlie. He's going to meet us at the diner"
"Gosh, how romantic"
"C'mon Bells, I got to share you around sometimes. Trust me, I would much rather have you all to myself, but somehow I don't see your father taking too kindly to that"
I sighed in defeat "You're right. But this had better not become a regular thing with you. I enjoy my 'Jacob time' too much to give it up"
"Yes, I've noticed" said Jake. I elbowed his ribs, knowing I wouldn't hurt him with my weak gesture. Jake milked it for all it was worth though, gasping theatrically and raising his hands in surrender "Fine, fine. I promise you'll still get your 'Jacob time'"
"That's better" I played along, laughing. "Now, let's not keep my father waiting"
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We were going to be late for lunch. But what made it worse was that as fast as Jake tried to push my truck he never got anywhere over 40. "Jeez Bells, why didn't you tell me the truck needed a check up? When was the last time you got it serviced?"
"Well, actually now I'm the one with a confession." Jake eyed me suspiciously until I let it spill "I've never taken the truck in for a service"
"What?" Jake seemed horrified "Never?"
"No, the last time it saw a spanner or anything of the sort was when it was being restored in your shed." Jake ran a hand through his hair in disbelief "I didn't think it would need a service, not when it was rebuilt by you" I defended.
Jake laughed "Just because I'm good at fixing things doesn't make me a super mechanic." He paused, thinking "I can book it in for a check up after graduation next week. I'll drive you home, then keep going back to my place with the truck. Hopefully it'll still be in one piece by then"
"Thankyou" I said, squeezing his hand "I don't know what I'd do without the truck. We've been through a lot together"
Jake smiled "Yea well, just don't forget who saved its life next time you have 'Jacob time'" I rolled my eyes and squeezed his hand tighter
I laughed "'Jacob time'?"
"Yea" said Jake, unabashed "The time you spend with me that you seem to enjoy so much"
"Okay" I said, rolling my eyes "So are we having 'Jacob time' in the truck now" I asked innocently.
"Maybe we should get the windows tinted" Jake hinted. I hit his hand playfully. "Or maybe not." He amended, a small grin plastered across his face.
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Charlie was already sitting in his spot by the time we reached the diner. He was halfway through a can of his favourite beer and leant back luxuriously in his cushioned booth.
"Hey Bells. Hey Jake" he greeted when he saw us enter. I took Jake's hand and led him over to where my dad sat.
"Hey dad" I said.
"Charlie" Jake greeted, nodding.
"Sit down guys" Charlie ushered as he raised his hand to call over the waitress. I took a quick look at the menu, and then handed it to Jake to let him decide what he wanted to order.
The waitress smiled sweetly while we all placed our orders. After Charlie was satisfied that I would be eating more than just a 'pathetic caeser salad' she left, her smile disappearing instantly.
Conversation was minimal while we ate. Charlie asked how my exams had gone and I answered politely. To make small talk I mentioned the incident with Mike Newton. "And I always thought he was a bright kid" Charlie stated. "I guess looks can be deceiving". Jake and Charlie found their common interest in cars and mechanics. I never knew Charlie to be the rev-head type, but he surprised me by noting important features on the new porche model.
Meanwhile, I stared out the window of the diner, watching as couples strode past in the mid-day sun, hand-in-hand. Some seemed to be so deep in conversation I was sure they wouldn't notice if someone started screaming that the end of the world had come. Others seemed less intense, simply looking at the ground or the sky, day-dreaming about places they would rather be.
I wondered which Jake and I looked like. I liked to think that we were more like the first, so absorbed in each other that we didn't notice anything else around us. However, the way these couples were talking looked like they were almost too eager. They would run out of things to say very quickly. Jake and I already knew everything about each other. That was the beauty of having a best friend turned boyfriend. We could just look at one another and have a conversation. There was no need for words. We knew each other so well we could finish one another's sentences and carry on as if it were completely natural.
That was what Jake and I were; natural. That was how we differed from other teenagers our age. Some may argue that our 'natural' relationship comes from the imprinting, but I didn't think so. I believed that even without the magic of imprinting, Jake and I would have fallen in love anyway. Why? Because we were two parts of a whole. We fit together so well one simply couldn't exist without the other. There was no other way to say it. We were simply in love.
I was pulled from my contemplation by Jake's hand gently squeezing mine. "Ready to go?" he asked. I nodded.
After paying the bill (which Jake insisted he paid in full since he was the one who invited us out) Jake and I got in the truck while Charlie got in his cruiser. "Bye dad" I called "See you tonight"
"See ya Bells. Love you"
"Love you too" Both vehicles pulled out and drove off in their separate directions.
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JPOV
I was waiting in the forest near Bella's house. He had to be around her somewhere. I could smell his scent fresh on the wind.
There was the slightest sound, a leaf cracking underfoot. I spun around and saw Edward standing before me. His appearance had changed since the other day. The biggest difference was his eyes. They were no longer the black they had been the last time I had seen him. Now they were a liquid topaz, shining like gold in the sun that streamed through the trees. They were no longer rimmed with dark circles and seemed less shallow. He still wore no shirt, but he had changed his pants to a dark brown pair of the same design as the last.
"Jacob" he said in a way of greeting
"Edward" I replied, sizing him up. My whole body shook as I fought back the change.
"It's okay. I'm on your side, Jacob" Edward spoke calmly and rationally. "I'm here to help Bella" I felt my whole body become still at his words. My wolfish instincts were gone. We were no longer vampire and wolf, we were just men.
"I need to tell you something" I said slowly "The other day I caught the scent of something in Bella's room. It was definitely of your kind"
"Victoria?" asked Edward, his ferocity seeping through his composure.
"No" I said quickly "Nor was it the male, Laurent. It was someone I've never met. I thought that perhaps you may know them."
"I can't see why any passer through would want to go through her room. It can't be a coincidence"
"No, I thought the same thing. It has to have something to do with Victoria, but what?"
"I have no idea" Edwards said "Do you mind if I enter the house. I will have to smell it for myself to see if I know them"
"Of course, but the scent is days old now. Will you still be able to tell who it is?"
Edward smirked "Vampires can pick up the scent of something weeks after it was there. I should be able to pick up something from a few days ago"
"Impressive, bloodsucker" I said. "The house will be empty from 6 to 9 tonight. You should be able to have a clear idea of the Vampire's scent by then, shouldn't you?"
"Absolutely" Edward said "But may I ask where everyone is going?" His voice, although hard, cracked a little. I could tell he was still hurting. As much as he needed to let Bella go, he still wanted her kept safe.
"Graduation" I said simply "It was her last day of school today"
"Oh" said Edward. His eyes were unfocussed, as though he were in some other place entirely "How did her exams go?"
"Good. Her best mark was in Literature. 87 percent. Then Biology, of course. She got 85 percent in that."
"Of course." Edward smiled at some far off memory, then refocussed back on me "Thankyou, Jacob. Thankyou" And with that he disappeared into the trees.
BPOV
It was 2 hours until Graduation and I still wasn't ready. I stood staring at my wardrobe wondering what on earth I was going to wear. The red silk top and high waisted black skirt that I had planned on wearing seemed to have disappeared. I couldn't seem to find them anywhere. I had even looked through the dirty washing in the laundry and the pile of discarded clothes at the bottom of my cupboard, but I still couldn't find them.
I flicked through the coat hangers, contemplating different colours and patterns. That black skirt really had been my only option for tonight. I only owned one other skirt, and it was a floor length khaki design which I didn't deem appropriate for this occasion.
Finally, I came to the last hanger in the wardrobe. It was the blue dress I had worn out on my first date with Jake. Perhaps not the most practical piece, but it would have to do.
I set it out on my bed along with matching shoes and the appropriate underwear before leaving to shower. I took my time, washing my hair, shaving my legs and scrubbing my skin. I revelled in the different aromas that each soap issued on my skin. The shampoo and conditioner was berry scented and reminded me of the summer heat I missed so much. After that the bathroom filled with the scent of honey-lemon as I shaved my legs. The cream was smooth and luscious, reminding me of hot tea on a cold winter's night. The last, my fresh air scented body wash, reminded me of Jake. Although I wasn't sure that it was the perfect replica of 'fresh air' it was the perfect replica of what it felt like to be free, just like how I felt when I was with Jake.
I turned off the shower and stepped out of the tub. Drying off quickly I wrapped the towel around my tiny frame and went to get changed.
As I re-entered my room however, I found that I wasn't alone. "Jake" I said, stunned by his sudden appearance "what are you doing her?" Jake looked up from where he lay on my bed.
"I thought I was driving you to graduation" He said
"But" I contradicted "It's only 4 o'clock"
"So?" he asked
"Sooooo, I'm not ready yet"
"I'll wait" he shrugged and lay back on my pillow, his hands behind his head.
I half growled in frustration "Jake, I'm not getting changed with you in my room"
"Well, I'm not leaving" Jake argued "Charlie's still here. How do you think he'd react if he saw me leaving your room? Not to mention if he then came in to ask you why I was here and found you standing there all wet, clad in nothing but a towel?"
I stamped my foot "Damn it Jacob. I hate it when you're right"
"Yea, but you still love me" he grinned up at me as I glared down at him.
"Again, your right" I sighed. "At least avert your eyes...actually, get in the cupboard" I said, storming over to the bed and grabbing him by the arm. I pulled him up and shoved him lightly in the direction of the wardrobe.
"What?" he asked, perplexed
"I said get in the cupboard. I won't take long"
Jake cocked his head to the side and eyed me standing there in my towel, which I just realised didn't cover much more than the essentials. "You place a lot of trust in your boyfriend"
"Just get in there" I sighed, pushing him towards the open door. He stepped inside, but just before I could shut the door he put his hand out to hold it open.
"You're so hot when you're mad" he said, reaching out to run a thumb across my cheek.
"More than I can say about you when you're cocky" I said, taking him by surprise. His hand fell from my cheek and I took the opportunity to shut the wardrobe door.
"You don't play fair" came Jake's dejected voice from behind the door.
"Neither do you. Telling me that I'm hot when I'm mad was not called for" I huffed back as I slipped out of my towel and into my underwear.
"Excuse me; I wasn't the one standing sopping wet in front of my boyfriend wearing nothing but a towel. I do believe that comment was close to gentlemanly considering the situation."
"Oh come on Jake. I didn't ask you to come while I was changing. I asked you to pick me up for Graduation, which I may remind you starts at 6, not 4" I slipped on my dress, letting it fall over my breasts and hips as if it were made for me.
"I thought you might like some 'Jacob time'" he said from inside the wardrobe, "But obviously I was wrong"
I stretched my arms around my back, trying to zip up the back, but I couldn't seem to reach. I sighed as I realised that I would need help. And who else to help but..."Jake" I groaned as I attempted once again to pull at the frustrating zip.
"Yea" He said, sounding upset
"Can you help me zip this up?" I asked, letting my hands fall to my sides in defeat.
"Does this mean I get to come out of the cupboard?" He sounded a little amused
"Of course"
The wardrobe door cracked open a little and Jake's eyes peered around the corner. "Wow, I never thought that coming out of the cupboard would be so illuminating" he joked
"Help? Please" I said, turning so that I faced away from Jake.
I heard his steps as he neared, stopping just behind me. My heartbeat sped as it always did at the thought of Jake being this close to me. His breath flowed in warm streaks over my neck making me knees feel like jelly.
I felt the dress tighten and come into shape around me as Jake zipped up the back. Slowly, but surely he moved the zipper all the way up to the top and fastened the catch. "Thankyou" I whispered as his arms wound around my waist.
"My pleasure" he spoke, his voice low and rough "I really do love that dress on you."
"Jake?" I asked tentatively
"Bella"
"Can I have my 'Jacob time' now?" I could feel Jakes body shake as he laughed behind me.
"Are you sure you still want me?" He asked, his voice dead serious "I mean, I did just come out of the cupboard"
I rolled my eyes "You can be so immature sometimes" I said, turning in his arms so I could look straight into his eyes.
"But you love me none-the-less"
"Wrong" I said, and laughed lightly when Jake's face fell." That's one of the many reasons why I love you"
Jake's face turned into a grin as he took my lips with his.
...
EPOV
(later that evening)
There was something odd about climbing through Bella's window that seemed extremely odd. Although had done it so many times in the past it seemed like second nature, I couldn't help but feel wrong about it.
Maybe it was the way her room had changed. Upon entry I noticed the missing fairy lights that used to hang above her bed all that time ago. Her old clunky computer had been replaced by a shiny new laptop. Even her walls, which had been covered with numerous pictures of family and friends, were now void of any form of art. The only picture in the room was that which sat on her bedside table. The tiny frame held a picture of a much younger Jacob and Bella, holding hands at the park.
The other thing I noticed was the change in smell. Bella's aroma remained the same fresh scent, lemon honey and morning dew. However, now it was mixed with something else. The whole room smelt of woods and dirt. The dogs scent lingered on the air. It consumed every inch of the room, making it unbearable to think.
That could have been me. If I had stayed I could have still been in her life. But I couldn't. I knew that what I had done was best for her. Bella could never be hurt, but that's exactly what I did to her. I hurt her beyond repair. Every aspect of her life had changed when I had left.
The only thing I could think of to justify all our pain and suffering was that she would never have to become like me. There were only two possible paths that your life could take when your boyfriend was of my kind. Become a Vampire, or die. I liked to think that by leaving Bella I had given her the life I had always wanted for her. The life she could never have with me.
Jacob could give her all that. He could love her as an equal, emotionally and physically. I could never take that step with her. She would always be in danger with me around. But Jacob, he was the perfect replacement. His strength meant that he could keep her safe while his imprinting meant that he would love her as deeply as anyone ever could.
Her life could continue as normal humans would, with the exception of having a werewolf as a boyfriend. Jacob could be her boyfriend, without any exception to the word 'boy'. He could care for her until the day she needed more. Then he could marry her, take her on her honeymoon and love her as any husband should be able to love his wife.
They could have children; something unimaginable for a Vampire. Jacob would be a wonderful father. They could raise their children knowing that no-one craved for their blood, that no-one wanted to kill them.
Jacob and Bella could age and grow old together. They would see each other as they were, with no masks of youth or 100 years of lies. They would see each other exactly as they were, at 80 or even 90 years of age. And when the day came for one to let go of the other, they could pass without guilt or fear. For they would know that even in death they would be together. Both lives would pass on to the next eventually. It was only a matter of waiting.
I came to realise that Bella now had the best life possible. Even if I couldn't be in it with her, at least I could give her that chance. Now she had the chance to live.
Refocussing on the task at hand I pushed all thoughts of Bella and Jake out of my mind. Their scents evaporated, leaving behind another, strangely wild one. It was time to start tracking.
...
BPOV
"Well done Bella" Jake congratulated me proudly.
It was after the Graduation ceremony and we were walking back to the truck. Jake had one arm around my waist; the other gripped my graduation cap, which he had retrieved for me when I, along with everyone else had thrown them into the air. I held my graduation certificate in one hand while my other arm hung around Jake.
"At least I didn't trip" I said "That would have been embarrassing"
Jake helped me into the passenger seat of the truck. "Yes, I would have never let you live that down"
"And here I was thinking that my boyfriend might comfort me by saying something along the lines of 'oh no, you could never be that clumsy'"
Jake raised an eyebrow at me "Yea, yea I know" I said "That would be lying"
Jake laughed, shutting the door. He climbed into the drivers seat and turned the keys. The truck roared to life. The whole cabin shook wildly. "I'm glad you're giving my baby a service. She really needs it"
"Don't count your chickens before they've hatched" Jake warned as he backed out from the schools car park "She hasn't gotten us home yet"
...
JPOV
We pulled up outside Bella's house. I turned off the engine and the whole world was plunged into the dark. For a moment neither one of us moved. We only sat there in silence. It wasn't awkward. Nothing could ever be awkward between Bella and I, but this was just a moment where we could be together without interruptions.
I was thinking about Edward. He had been in Bella's room tonight. Would Bella notice? Had he touched anything? My head told me that he would never do a thing like that, but my heart told me a different story. He had been away from her for so long. He would want to relive the past. Perhaps it had been foolish to throw him straight into the deep end. Maybe I should have eased him into the reality of things slower than this.
Bella's room would have been filled with her scent as well as mine. How much control could one vampire have? What if he didn't really approve of our relationship? What if he had been lying about being happy that Bella had moved on? She was already so fragile. If he did anything to try to break us apart I couldn't see Bella surviving. She had already come so far. Was he about to rewind all her hard work?
Questions swam around my head until Bella broke the silence, her sweet voice cracking through the air like candy. "Thanks for the lift Jake" she said.
"No problem" I replied, toying with the keys that still hung from the ignition. "I'll return the truck in a couple of days. I should have her fixed up by then"
"Are you sure she'll make it back to your place?"
"She should"
I could feel Bella next to me as she leant over the centre console. Her hand brushed at my cheek. I closed my eyes at the feeling of her skin on mine. Just that one small touch sent my skin sparking as though an electric current has passed through me.
"Are you sure she won't break down?" Bella leant closer. I could feel her warm breath fan across my cheek as she hovered close to me. This was new and dangerous water. I had never experienced a Bella this forward. She had always been the shy one. Apparently not tonight though.
"I don't know" I could barely form a coherent sentence, not with Bella this close, whispering into my ear. A shiver cascaded down my spine as she moved her hand beneath my chin. She turned my head slowly towards hers.
"Look at me, Jake" I did as she said, opening my eyes to see her, inches away. Her eyes were pleading.
All I had to do was turn away. It couldn't be that hard, could it? But how could I resist her. She was my everything, my world and she was asking for me.
Giving in, I leant forwards to press my lips against hers. Bella reacted instantly, bringing her arms up to cling around my neck. Against my better judgement I grabbed at her waist, pulling her further across the centre console. She kissed me now with more emotion than ever. Worry, need and anger seeped through her passion, stinging my heart with every touch. I wanted to kiss away those emotions. I wanted to absorb them from her.
Bella's hands moved into my hair as I began to trail my fingers up and down her spine. She pressed her body into me, moving so that she was completely clear of the centre console. We took up one seat, me sitting while she knelt on the worn leather.
Just when I broke away to allow her to breathe she spoke the words I wished she would never say. "Stay" she whispered "stay with me" She leant back in to kiss my lips but I weaved out of the way. Bella was not to be put off however; satisfying herself by planting small kisses along my jaw line and down my neck. "Bells" my voice broke "You know I want to, but I can't"
"Why?" her voice was nothing but a breath as she continued to assault my neck.
"Charlie's home" I said, as though the most obvious thing in the world.
"And?" she said, now nibbling at the skin beneath my ear.
Whoa. Who was this femme fatale and what had she done with my sweet Bella? This was way too new. It felt like forbidden territory. I needed to slow this down.
"And he won't approve of what you're asking me to do"
Bella's lips paused on my neck as she pulled back. Her eyes saddened and brows furrowed "You don't like this kind of 'Jacob time', do you?"
"No Bells, you're wrong. I like it far too much"
Bella's eyes widened in surprise "Then what's the problem?"
I sighed "This isn't you, love. You would never be this forward"
"Oh" said Bella, her face dropping.
"What's the matter Bells? Something's worrying you"
Bella lifted her gaze to capture mine. Her eyes were glistening with tears as they threatened to flow down her cheeks. "I just...I need you. That's all. I can't be alone. With everything that's going on I can't...I won't..." A tear escaped as Bella dropped her face once more.
My heart sunk. How could I have been so stupid? She was right, as always. These were dangerous times. She needed me here and I was going off to fix this stupid truck.
"I thought that maybe if I...if I changed a...a little. You might st...stay"
"Come here" I said, holding out my arms. Bella fell straight into them, finding the place where she belonged. Her trembling breath slowed as I held her, stroking her hair. Her tears turned into light sniffles before stopping completely. "You don't need to change for me. You never need to change for me. Do you understand?"
Bella nodded into my chest.
We sat there for a while, listening to our synchronised breathing. Her heart beat against my chest while the sound of our breathing calmed us.
"Bells. We should go inside. Charlie will be home soon." Bella nodded, but didn't move. She was completely fatigued. It seemed that all that stress had finally gotten to her. "Hold onto me" I instructed. As I curled my arms under her shoulders and knees, Bella slid her tired arms around my neck and held on limply. I kicked the door open and slid out, aiming another kick at the hunk of metal to close it.
I walked Bella to the door and carefully arranged her in my arms so that I could grab the key from my pocket and unlock the door. I carried Bella over the threshold and up the stairs into the hall. I could hear the shower running which told me that Charlie had beaten us home. I carried Bella into her bedroom and carefully shut the door.
When I attempted to place her gently on the bed her grip tightened around my neck. "No, Jake. Don't go" her voice was barely audible, even in the silent house.
"I'm not going anywhere, love. I just thought I'd let you change out of your clothes without me in the room"
"Oh, okay" she said sleepily and her hands released their iron grip on my collar.
Knowing that I couldn't risk being seen by Charlie I chose not to stand in the hallway. Instead I walked to the window, opened it and climbed out. I pulled myself up onto the roof and lay out on the still warm tiles. The sky was clear except for the few clouds that drifted lazily across the moon. The night was cool, a light breeze tickled the hairs on my skin. After a few moments I heard Bella's door creak open and a familiar male voice issue from beneath where I sat "Bella?"
"Dad! I'm getting changed"
"Oh, sorry" There was a small whoosh of air as Charlie pulled the door closed quickly. "I was just checking that everything was okay"
"I'm fine. Just a bit tired" Bella said. I could hear the rustle of her pyjamas as she pulled them on, her nails on the buttons of her shirt as she hurried to put it on.
"Well, I just want you to know that I was really proud of you today, Bells."
"Thanks dad" Bella said. "I'm going to go to sleep now"
"Okay" said Charlie "Sleep tight. I'll see you in the morning. I love you"
"Love you too" Bella called.
Charlie's footsteps echoed down the hall as he walked away. "Jake?" Bella's voice came questioningly. Within moments I had scurried down the roof and through her window
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(the next day)
The drive was quiet and uninterrupted, other than the few stutters the truck let out every now and again.
As I drove I thought about everything that had happened. Edward had returned. He was going to help us catch whoever it was who had been in Bella's room. He thought, just as I did, that this sudden appearance of a Vampire couldn't be a coincidence. There was no way that a Vampire who was just passing through would just so happen to stumble across the house of the only girl in the whole town that knew of their existence. The chances would have to be phenomenal if that was the case.
More feasible was the idea that this had something to do with Victoria and Laurent. No doubt Victoria was hatching a plan at this very moment.
Everything I did was for Bella. Every thought that raced through my mind was for her, and I was going to make sure that she stayed out of harms way.
Okay, so there are some parts of this that I really like and other parts that I'm not too sure of. Feedback would be fab!
Hopefully my brain will stop feeling like it's going to explode so I can fix up parts of this post. It's really long, but I can safely say that this is my last post before my 2 month break. Phew, I just had to get to a point where I could leave you guys. I mean, I would hate to leave you with a cliffy for 2 months. That would just be cruel! Please review :)
Sparkles and diamonds,
lee-leerose xx