Chapter 3
WARNING- THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES SUCH AS SELF HARM AND ABUSE, PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS MAY UPSET OR TRIGGER YOU IN AN WAY
I have suffered with self harming before not long ago, and please if you or any of your friends/family are going through it, get help and just remember it DOES get better and you're not alone. I'm always here if you need any help I'll understand xx
Disclaimer- I do not own 'Twilight' or any of the other books written by Stephanie Meyer. All characters mentioned in this fanfic belong to the wonderful author and not me (although I wish Jacob aka Taylor Lautner belonged to me )
This story is set in New Moon, just after Edward left Bella and she is depressed and lonely.
I know it keeps saying 'from Bella's POV' but there will be other point of views later on in the story don't worry, I'm just getting the story started off atm x
"Bella, is that you?" Jacob asks.
"Yes," I say, quietly, so Charlie can't hear me.
"Are you alright?" he says, concerned.
"Look, Jacob, I need a favour."
"Sure, anything."
"I need you to take me to the hospital" I whisper.
"Why? What's going on, Bella?" he asks, sounding suspicious.
"Look, I'll tell you after, but can you just not let Billy know where you're going please?" I ask desperately.
I knew that if Billy knew I'd been to the hospital and was injured he'd mention it to Charlie and then I'd be for it. He'd always told me that I couldn't tell anyone about what he was doing or else he'd do it even worse.
"Ok… but you better explain why" Jacob reasons, sounding confused as to what was going on.
"Fine" I say, wondering what excuse I'd have to make up this time.
"I'll be there in 15."
"Thanks, Jacob" I say gratefully.
I put the phone down and wonder how the hell I was supposed to make it out the house with an injured leg and without Charlie noticing. I start to make my way downstairs quietly, nearly screaming from the pain. I look around for Charlie and to my relief, he's asleep on the sofa, snoring like the pig he was.
I sneak out the back door and sit on the wall outside, waiting for Jacob. My leg is still killing me and whenever I try to move it the slightest bit, the pain shoots straight up my whole leg.
Eventually, I hear a low engine rumbling and I look over to see Jacob in his truck. He hurriedly gets out, shutting the door behind him and heads straight over to me, looking worried.
He takes in the state I'm in, my leg bent at an odd angle and my hands which are curled over my punctured stomach protectively. I panic, having been so desperate to sort my leg out, I had completely forgotten how bad I looked after Charlie's beatings and I wondered how the hell I was going to explain this to Jacob.
"What the hell happened, Bella?" he asks, looking at me panicked.
"I tripped and fell down the stairs" I make up an excuse at the last minute, hoping Jacob wouldn't see through my lie.
"Hmm" he says, not looking like he believed it at all.
He picks my battered frame up off the wall and carries me to his truck, placing me in the front seat carefully. He then climbs into the drivers side and starts the engine quickly. I sit there, feeling guilty for lying to Jacob, he seemed like such a nice guy and if I couldn't trust him, then who could I trust? I try to get my leg down off the seat, but wince in pain as my injured leg collides with the other one.
"Right, we're getting you to the hospital" he says firmly and drives off.
I sit there in silence for the whole car journey, closing my eyes to take my mind off the pain in both my stomach and my leg. The car comes to a halt and Jacob turns off the engine, to indicate that we're here. He opens my door and lifts me out of the seat again, not saying anything.
When we're inside the hospital, we have to wait in A&E for hours, until a doctor is free to see me. Jacob still isn't talking to me, he just sits there in silence, looking out into the distance, hurt that I don't trust him enough to tell him the truth.
"Look, Jacob, I'm sorry" I mumble quietly.
"For what exactly, Bella?" he asks.
"For not telling you the truth" I say.
"So now you admit you were lying" he says annoyed.
I don't like the way he's looking at me, it reminds me of how Charlie looks at me all the time, with annoyance and full of dislike. I can't take it anymore, all the grief and pain just seems to swallow me up until I can't breathe no more. I start sobbing quietly, tears rolling silently down my cheeks.
Jacob must have realised how I was silent because he looks up at me, noticing my tears instantly.
"Bella, what's wrong?" he asks, alarmed.
"No- nothing" I say, in between sobs, trying to stop crying but I can't.
It's like I've been holding in my emotions for all these months after my Mom's death + Charlie's abuse and now I just can't stand it anymore and have to let it all out to make me feel better.
I hear Jacob getting off his chair and I feel his strong, warm arms wrap around me comfortingly. He strokes my hair gently, and I eventually stop crying. Jacob pulls out of the embrace slowly and turns to look into my eyes.
"Look, Bella, I care about you, ok? You're my friend and I don't like seeing you upset like this" Jacob says desperately.
I look back at him, and see the hurt in his eyes. He truly must care about me, and that fact makes me feel better. I haven't had someone who actually cares about me for a while, not after Edward left and Mom died. I've felt alone for so long and it's a relief to know that there's someone who is my friend and will be there for me when I need them.
"Now are you going to tell me what's going on?" Jacob asks softly.
Ok, so I know that Bella and Jacob only just met properly in the last chapter but I struggled to make a storyline where they didn't really know each other so just imagine that they've already been friends for a few months after Edward had left, like in the book. I'm sorry if this is confusing, but they will be friends now for the rest of the story. So say Edward left like 6 months ago and Jacob has been friends with Bella for five months, ok? So basically they have created a close friendship bond after Edward left Bella depressed and that's why he wants to know what's going on with her because they tell each other everything x
