Better in Time
Chapter Twenty-Five::::
EDWARD P.O.V
"Is Carlise ok?" I ask after hearing Esme's shaky voice
"What's happening why did Carlise drop the phone?" She asks me
"Mom, you and dad have to come back to Forks Jacob's been released from jail and Rose moved back here--
"Rose did what?" Esme chirps
"It's a long story mom just please you guys have to get here things are just turning into one giant fucking mess." I say not knowing how else to describe the situation here
"Are you guys ok, just tell me that. Are you hurt--where's the police?!" Esme asks all at once and I can tell I've made her hit her nervous breaking point
"Mom, please calm down we're ok, please just be calm but just get here I really need you guys. Cops can't do anything Jacob's on probation I can't fully discuss all this over the phone." I explain with a deep gulp
"Ok, ok, just wait, don't do anything I'm gonna call the airline and see if we cant get on a flight to Seattle just call us if anything happens." Esme says and I can tell her face is already covered in a film of tears I didn't want this to happen. I just couldn't be strong and face this on my own. There's no being rational with people like Rosalie and now that she's got Charlie all riled up this isn't the kind of attitude we need in a situation like this; this is how people end up getting shot. I hang up the phone and as I'm about to walk back out to the living room I lift up my lower pant leg and observe the ending point of the long reddish, purple scar that goes down to my ankle, a neverending reminder.
"Edward is everything ok?" Bella asks walking up to me, I look up at her and give her a brief smile
"My parents are coming." I say bluntly
"How did they take everything?" she asks nervously
"I don't know...too soon to say I dont' even think they even have the slightest idea as to what's going on. It's so much to ask for them to come back to Forks, they haven't been here since we moved and now, not only are they forced to come back but for the same shit that drove them away in the first place. I don't even know what I'm doing here." I say with a hint of bitterness as I bump past Bella back into the living room
"Excuse you..." Bella says softly
"Look now's not the time." I say with all my anger dripping out
"Look, you don't have to be here I already told you that." Bella says flat out
"Do you think me not being here is an option just take it and say thank you." I spit back
"Ok well, I really think you should get some sleep because you seem angry--
"You're damn right I'm angry! You think I wanted this? You think I came here wanting to see you--you're so fucking self centered I swear. The only reason I'm even back in this shit hole town was to see my sister and now it's not enough that I have to deal with your perverted father chasing my sister but your constant advances to 'change' me. And now look we're in the same situation all over again. You're just igniting this huge clusterfuck of bad shit that I don't want. I live in England...with the love of my life; I'm a doctor--I help people and this isn't what I need." I exclaim slumping against the wall feeling exhausted
"So what, you think I just set this whole thing up? You think I tracked you down and knew that you was gonna be in Forks? You don't think I have a life of my own Mr 'God knows how you got my cell phone number'....who's the self centered one?" she scoffs
"You know what Bella, just shut the fuck up." I say already pushed as far to the edge as humanly possible
"What!" she says astounded
"I can't do this and protect you--I can't blame you and hold you responsible and look at you in the same light as Jacob and be the one protected you all in one. " I admit
"So is that it? You think this is all my fault--not even just now but you getting shot you think it was just me who set off that event--so, it was me who made you take my virginity on my bed when we were 18 and it was just me who said 'I love you'...it was always just me." She says as a lone tear falls down her face in one perfect straight line
"Bella, again, I can't go through this my stomach feels weak. I don't like the idea of having to face my parents like this and all you're doing is throwing salt on a wound so shut it." I say feeling dizzy
"I want to make it better but all your doing is acting like I called you and begged you to come here I don't need you!" I scream
"Fine, I'm going!" I say just sick of being in this cramp house with its stagnant air I head straight for the door and bolt out not stopping to look back.
"Edward!" I hear her voice call out as she follows me outside but I can't stop I go straight for my gas guzzling machine and dart off.
CARLISE P.O.V
I've had my mind shut off for the whole ride to the airport. I don't even want to comprehend that I'm going anywhere because to do that would mean that there's a reason behind it and I'm too fragile for reason right now. I look to my right and see Esme her lower lip is still quivering and I embrace her warmly
"It's ok love." I console
We make our way directly to the United Air terminal in hopes for getting any last minute flights to Seattle or the metro area in general
"Hello, we need to know of any planes en route to Seattle as now." I ask trying to keep my voice steady, the woman checks through the computer for a few seconds
"Zyes, we have a plane leaveng for zSeattle en 40 minutes." the woman says through her thick French accent
"Do you want?" she asks
"Yes, we'll take any seats you have." I say and give a reassuring smile to Esme
We fasten our seats and prepare for takeoff and I still haven't said anything or thought of anything
"Are you ok?" Esme asks me
"Yeah, hon I'm fine." I say and pat her hand
"Carlise you're pearl white." she says with a half a gasp
I feel like a walking corpse--or I guess, as of now a sitting one. I just take Esme's hand in mine and clasp it tightly, she leans in and kisses me on the cheek.
"Everything will be ok." She whispers in my ear
I settle into my seat as the plane prepares for take off and my heart slips down into my chest cavity. My mind clicks back on and I hear the my brain say 'don't panic' and my breathing starts to become more loosened and I relax some. This is a 14 and a half hour flight into the unknown, now that my conscious is backk up and working how will I get it from making me go insane?
"When the seatbelt sign goes off call Edward," I tell Esme
"Ok." she says
I want to know fully all the details about what it is I'm flying into
JACOB P.O.V
I pull up into the garage and park Bella's car in the exact spot I had it at before and take a damp cloth and dust some of the dirt off it it to give it the same look it had coming in. My heart's still beating like a drum just by the thought of that asshole Edward exposing me again. Why do only the bad people in life seem to get everything they want--he's had it easy from the start, good family, rich, America's fucking sweetheart. Then one day I get tied up in his actions and I'm the one who gets expelled and then when the tables are turned once agian I'm the one who gets in trouble. I hear my phone ring and reach into my pocket and get it
"Hello?" '
"Jake where are you?" I hear my dad ask
"Working where else." I say in a rough voice
"Jake it's almost 4 am you're on curfew." My dad warns sternly
"Relax I have old man Roald as my abdicator." I explain
"What kind of work are you doing so late anyway?" he asks in a prying tone
"Mind your own business dad," I say with a sigh
"Jacoab you better not be up to anything." My dad warns
"Bye." I say and hang up on him
Why does he always assume I'm up to no good what have I done to make him think that. Since I've been out of jail I've done nothing but work and go home and sit in my room in the dark. My dad won't even talk to me anymore, hell, he won't even look at me either. It's like I don't even exist. I should get back home now, I want to get ready for when Bella comes in tomorrow or by the looks of the time, today.
"Home at the crack of dawn." Billy says as I walk through the front door
"Good morning to you too dad." I say as I walk straight towards the back and to my room
I close the door behind me and start to take off my sweaty, oil ridden clothes and walk into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and I can't see anything but a cold blooded criminal, is that what Bella sees? I want to be totally different, I don't wanna be me anymore I want to be someone who bella loves. My hair is bugging me it's long and black and dangerous looking. I don't wanna be dangerous I wanna be the lover and friend she needs. Since day one she was prepped to view me as the big bad brown kid from La Push, such a scary over grown teen with just winning on my mind. I reach into the medicine cabinet and grab hold of the rusty scissors like a dagger and hold it up to one of my raven locks and take a snip off. After that snip I take one more, and then another, and another until I look down and see a sea of black. I stare at myself in the mirror again and I feel like a totally different person I brush off the extra strands of hair to tidy up my look and I like what I see, my fingers move to style the short tips into sporadic spikes and then observe the new look full on.
"Much better." I say softly