I own nothing this is twilight rewritten crossed with the parent trap.
So I have no claim on anything besides the idea to put it together.
A week following the accident and most had stopped talking about it.
Edward stopped talking to me.
He kept avoided me. I tried to let it go. I tried to stop looking for him when I entered the caffiteria and I tried not to sneak glases at him during Biology.
Yet dreamed of him every night.
I wasn't too sure what they were about.
It's just me in the woods calling to him as he runs away so fast I can't see him and sometimes I dream of the accident with him just lifting the van and throwing like it was as light as a pillow.
I was just going with the motions.
Getting up shower and get ready for school Call moms cell, don't break down when Edward doesn't speak to you, go home cook for Charlie, try to call Anna again do Anna's homework, do my homework online, try to call again, go to bed and repeat.
Sunday came Charlie and I were going to La Push.
Jacob opened the door for me when Charlie pulled up.
"Hey Jake." I smiled at him.
"Hey Bella, come on Quil and Embry are here." I looked to him and back to my dad scared he heard Jake slip.
He was already out of the cruiser and talking to Billy.
I looked back at Jake.
"Okay," I said
"They'll love you."
"Wait did you tell them?"
"Well yeah, they're my best friends."
"But." I was hesitant and I bit upset, he wasn't supposed to tell anyone.
"Its fine Bella we won't tell and they don't go to Forks."
I bit my lip nervously as he lead me toward the shed.
"Hey guys say hit to Bella."
I looked over to the two boys I had met before but they thought I was Anna.
I waved shyly.
"So your Bella?"
Quil looked at me up and down.
Embry did the same they didn't believe.
I reached into my pocket and took out the picture I had Of anna and I
"Here," I said handing Quil how was closet to me the picture.
Embry looked over Quils shoulder to look at the picture as well.
"How?"
"Well, when two people love each other and get together well then .."
"Shut up Quil." Jacob hissed hitting him upside the head.
"Easy are Parents broke up and split us up," I said.
"How do you know its not just a coincidence." Embry said as he looked to me again.
"Really they look exactly alike," Quil said looking to the picture.
"Not just that we, have the same birthday and are lockets."
"Lockets?"
"Yeah." I took out my locket from under my shirt.
"Are parent gave them to us when we were babies, Anna has an A on hers and shows a picture of mom and Mine has an I on it and holds a picture of dad are parents are each holding a baby we aren't too sure who is who but I think mine is dad and Anna and he's is me and mom. Hard to say we aren't sisters when Anna had a picture of my mom and I had one of my dad, Charlie."
With that both the boys believed and I spent the rest of the visit talking to them about me which left me very uncomfortable.
"So I heard there was an accident last week with you at school."
I sighed and looked to my hands.
"Yeah, that's right you got hit by a car right?"
"No I mean I almost did," I said unsure.
"Well" Jacob pressed.
I took a deep breath and stuck to the story, they would think I was crazy anyway.
"I was by the truck and Edward was beside me Tylers van was coming at me and he pushed me out of the way."
"Edward?" Jacob looked
"Edward Cullen."
"Shit a Cullen as in the Doc Cullen?" Embry asked.
They all looked to me with questions.
"Yeah," I said slowly.
"He saved you?" Quil asked then looking to the other two.
"Well yes," I said I was confused.
"A Cullen, bad mean evil Cullens and one saved her." I heard Embry say, softy.
"Evil?" I asked looking to them.
"Oh, you won't know pale face." Quil laughed.
"Anna has heard are stories. We could tell her too." Embry said.
"Anna wouldn't remember she heard them like us when we were like 6 or 7," Quil said. "My grandpa says we can't tell pale faces of even talk about it to an outsider."
"This is Anna's sister Charlies Daughter they are family so she is family my sister even," Jacob said as he came over and wrapped an arm around me.
"What are you talking about?"
"The Cullens."
"What about them?" Did they know? Evil, bad I know they were something but I couldn't see them being anything bad or Evil he did save my life.
"Well there are these stories," Jacob says.
"Scary stories." Embry laughed.
"It is the history of our tribe," Quil interjected.
I looked at them all.
"Okay only one of us should tell her.
"I will" Embry and Quil said.
"I'll do it Quil will just tell you every little detail and say it in his grandfather's voice and Embry will tell it like a joke."
"It is stupid." Embry shrugged.
"Okay Let Jacob talk." Quil nodded.
I looked to Jacob.
"Well, there are lots of legends, Another legend claims that we descended from wolves, That we can become wolves when we need to protect are people. It's against tribal law to kill Wolves they are a part of us are brothers are spirits." He smiled, to show me how little stock he put in the Legend
"Then there are the stories about the cold ones." His voice unsure.
"The cold ones?" I spoke slowly.
"Yes. There are stories of the cold ones as old as the wolf legends. According to legend, my own great-grandfather knew some of them.
He was the one who made the treaty that kept them off our land."
"Your great-grandfather?" I asked.
"He was a tribal elder, like my father. You see, the cold ones are the natural enemies of the wolf—well, not the wolf, really, but the wolves that turn into men, like our ancestors. You would call them werewolves." He rolled his eyes.
I stared at him, hoping to hide how impatient I was to know the truth.
Jacob continued, "the cold ones are traditionally our enemies. But the ones that came to our territory during my great-grandfather's time was different. They didn't hunt the way others of their kind did, They claimed to be different they said they only took from animles — they weren't supposed to be dangerous. Yet there is always a risk you never know when one might get to hungry. So my great-grandfather decided as long as they would promise to stay off our lands, and not to harm any human we wouldn't expose them to the pale-faces." He winked at me.
"And what are they?" I finally asked.
"Blood drinkers," Embry said with a low and dark voice and laughed
Quil replied in a cold voice. "Your people call them vampires."