Title: Cut the Ropes
Author: LazyWerewolf
DISCLAIMER: All disclaimers for the rest of the story refer to this chapter. I do not own Twilight and this story isn't meant to take credit for it. No copyright infringement was attempted. Twilight is the sole property of Stephanie Meyer. I also don't own any of the songs used for chapter titles.
A/N: Damn. Looks like I forgot to mention a few things. The vampire was Alice. The last chapter was a small prologue, and that's why it started in the middle of fucking nothin :) reviews like that make me want to write faster so maybe I can yell at you through my stories. But seriously reviews rock your reviews actually got me somewhere! (NTS: make chapter names bigger) And unless someone wants to write smut for me, Im gonna leave that out, mainly because I suck at lemons. I will totally put smut in the story, don't get me wrong, I just can't write it. These next few chapters are about Bella's life after the Cullens leave, and how she tackles immortality through the Quileutes.
If you're gonna leave a "Good story-Update faster" go drown your ineptitude in a bucket, but don't read Twilight again. The ineptitude has to stay out of your head.
Reservation
I could hear voices as I chased after him. They were yelling, almost as though they were angry at me. I didn't do what they thought... They left me!
He took a sharp turn to the left, but the forest never wavered, not once. The trees never stooped looming over you, and they never stopped mocking you. I was really surprised I could run this long without...
And there it was. My face hit the ground as I tripped on a root.
"Bella..."
The voice made me get up and turn my head sharply to the left.
"Bella, love... We have to leave..."
"Where are we going? I can't just leave Charlie!"
"Bella... Only my family and I are leaving..."
"No... NO EDWARD DON'T!"
I took a sharp intake of air and ran after him. If you looked closely, you could still see his bronze hair fluttering as the forest darkened around me.
"Bella..."
"Bella..."
"BELLA! GODDAMNIT IT'S FIVE IN THE AFTERNOON!"
My eyes suddenly opened and I looked up to see a very angry Charlie hunched over my bed, looking worried and ready to take me to the hospital.
"Mmmmhmmm?" My throat felt dry.
Charlie's jaw fell. "Bella, you haven't spoken in more than a day. I know you're upset that they left," He paused when I flinched at the mention, "but when will you learn to get over things? It's been more than a year, Bella. Please, Get back to normal."
He took a deep breath before he continued. "I'll be downstairs. It's almost time for dinner. Do you want me to get breakfast, or do you just want to wait for the take-out? "
I rubbed my eyes with my hands. "I'll wait." Simple, two word answers that get my point across. That was my thing.
He reluctantly left the room. I pushed myself up on my hands to take in the outdoors through the windows. Cloudy and raining. Great excuse to stay at home and do nothing.
After getting up, I made my way to the bathroom to do my business. I took in my face in the bathroom mirror. Purple bags clung to the bottom of my eyes, and the edges of said eyes were bloodshot. My hair was a mess, and I felt like a pro boxer hit my head with an uppercut. Migraine. Again. I didn't bother getting dressed because either way I would stay home all day.
Coming down the stairs I saw Charlie at the kitchen table while the TV in the living room spouted out news. He looked up at me, hesitating before speaking.
"That's the fifth murder this month." He looked like he wanted a response. I didn't give him one.
"There's been almost a dozen cases of manslaughter this month. I'm almost at the station 're always in the woods. Looks like whoever's doing it is targeting lone hikers." No wonder he always looked so tired.
"The bodies are always ripped, bloody and look like something just took a bite out of them. It's like a huge animal just...Slaughtered these people." He noticed that it clearly didn't get my attention.
"Bella... I want you to go down to the reservation today." This, however, caught my attention.
With some effort, I managed to create a coherent response. I had a daily quota of less than two dozen words a day. "...Why?"
He breathed loudly through his nose. "Remember Jake? Well, he's been wanting to see you. You know, you could at least try to be happy, or try to talk more often. He really misses you. Billy called just to say that Jake wants to talk to you. We're all worried." It was noticeable that long, emotional talks do a severe toll on him.
"I don't want to. I'm fine here." How many was that? Eleven words total?
His voice raised. "No, Bella. You're going to see Jake. Don't argue. Today. I'm stressing how much Jake-"
He was cut off by the doorbell. I used it as my chance to escape from this conversation, which seemed to be triggered by more than three days without speaking.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by someone I really didn't expect, or want to see.
"Oh, hey Bella!" Eric's features lit up upon opening the door. "Here's your food. Free egg roll for my favorite person ever!" His smile seemed to get wider when I took the food, and also offered him a decent response.
"Thanks, Eric."
"'Kay, that'll be nine forty-two, please." I handed him the money and gave a forced smile. He became ecstatic.
"Oh my god, Bella, you just smiled!"
"Yeah, I know... It hurt." He laughed.
"I'll see you around, alright?"
"Bye." Right, like you would want to see me. Now I was definitely over my limit. I knew that was a lot more than twenty four words. Damnit. I took a few steps into the house again. Charlie seemed happier than he had been in a long time.
"Now how hard was that?" A smile appeared on his face. He seemed proud.
We had dinner. Little to no words were spoken, except when he offered me the egg roll and I declined. Ten minutes into the meal and I had already eaten half the stir fry and cut into Charlie's beef noodles. Twenty minutes in, and Charlie was almost done while I had eaten more than half the stir fry and almost all of his beef noodles. Hey, I was hungry.
"Could you get the dishes?" I nodded, glad that he had forgotten what he was talking about earlier. I scrubbed the dishes clean, and he went to set himself down on the couch, which quietly protested at his weight.
"...Don't forget. I already called Jacob to come pick you up and take you down to La Push. He should be here in about half an hour or so." Way to jinx it, Bella. Once again I nodded, and trudged upstairs up to my room to get changed.
Standing at my closet door, I leaned down to grab a small red blouse that was littered on the ground. It seemed familiar. I don't buy stuff like this at all. This looks too fashionable for me to have bought it, I know that. It looks like something maybe- A sharp jolt of pain went through my chest, and then disappeared, leaving only lingering pricks of sadness.
"A-Alice..." I breathed. I could only say that Cullens name. The others never seemed too close, and I didn't even want to think about...him... My knees buckled from under me and I fell onto the cold hardwood. I felt as though I was repeatedly being stabbed. It was too much. The tears flowed freely, and I pressed the small blouse to my nose. It smelled just like her. Then, it hit me again. The tears stopped, and the thoughts started running out of my mind.
He took everything that had their existence on it. The CDs, the photos, the car radio, the necklace, everything...Why would he leave something like this behind? It didn't even take me five minutes to realize that I wasn't the one to buy it. He wouldn't. Maybe...
I ran toward my computer, and typed my email into it as fast as my shaking hands could type. My heart was beating extremely fast, and my mind was racing with ideas.
How could they have come? Could one of them have come back? How could it have happened? Who would come back? Was it Alice? Or one of the others? Or did he just want me to remember part of him?
When my email opened, I almost started crying again. The emails to Alice were still unread, and there were no new emails from any of the Cullens. It was like reality just felt like slapping me across the face. Of course they wouldn't come back. He just didn't notice that it wasn't mine. I sat in the computer chair, feeling defeated, when I heard Charlie yelling from downstairs.
"BELLA! ARE YOU ALMOST READY? JACOB'S ALMOST HERE!"
I mentally scolded myself for being so stupid. Jacob. He would be here any minute. The first thing I did was walk to my closet, grab a pair of dark jeans, a grey tank top and my black Vans. I didn't make any attempt to fix my hair. There was no way that it would be fixed using anything. I was almost sure Jake would like me the same in anything. He was always a really good kid.
"BELLA! COME DOWN! JAKE'S HERE!"
I almost smiled. He was my best friend for the past year. He put up with anything I did without complaint. I thought he was my best friend. He thought I was a candidate for something more.
My bedroom door opened, to show a tall, tan boy with a perpetual smile and long, shoulder length black hair. He was wearing a navy blue Billabong shirt and jeans, with his characteristic black converse.
"Hey Bells." He wrapped his arms around me in the biggest bear hug I had ever received, and picked me up off the ground like I was a pillow.
"Hey Jake."
He smiled, before reaching into his pocket for a note. It was a post-it with his messy writing on it. He started reading it out loud.
"You are cordially invited to...-INTO THE DRESSING ROOM! DANUHNUHNANANANANANA!" He started bouncing up and down dancing, and I smiled. That was his favorite; he had a CD with seven different remixes of the same song.
He stopped and started laughing. "No, okay seriously, I'm inviting you to the bonfire tonight. Some serious Quileute business, and I'm taking you. It's gonna be fun, I swear. This is the only place that Sam doesn't act like a jackass at. I swear him and his gang won't give us any shit. Promise."
"Yeah, sure...sounds like fun." Who cares if I went over the word limit, it's not like I was expecting Jake to come over anyway.
"Awesome! You wanna go now? We can hang at my place for a while if you want."
"Sure. Let's go." I grabbed my cell and my iPod and made my way down the stairs with him. Charlie was sitting on the couch watching the news when I got to the bottom step. Jacob took care of the pleasantries.
"See ya Charlie! We're having a bonfire, and it starts at ten, so we'll be back at around eleven and a halfish or so."
"Alright, just be safe. I hear the attacks are getting closer and closer to the reservation. I don't want you guys getting hurt. Bye Jacob, bye Bella."
I forced some words out of my mouth. "Bye Charlie."
When we got outside, I saw Jacob's remodeled Volkswagen Rabbit. "I didn't know you finished the Rabbit." Of course, that was partly because I hadn't spoken to him in more than four weeks.
"Oh, yeah. I finished it up around a week ago. Added the final touches on Tuesday, 'cause it needed a new paint job." He opened the door on the passenger side for me. "M'lady!", He added with a flourish of the hand that was over dramatized. I smiled.
"Thank you sir!" I added.
"Haha!" He laughed with a huge grin. I liked seeing him happy. It was like an aphrodisiac for sadness; it was impossible to be upset when you looked at that grin.
"Are we gonna go or what?"
"Yeah, sure. Ruin my fun, will you."
The car ride was filled with music from indie bands. Jacob screamed along to half of them, too. I had started laughing at him around the time when we passed the reservation entrance, which surprised both him and me. Everything about him just seemed so... Bright. He was the sun to me. He was always happy, bubbly and never stopped smiling. It was such a stark contrast with the Jacob that talks about Sam. He had started talking about Sam and his gang about five minutes after we passed the entrance. His rant was about how Sam terrorized him and his friends, and how his gang always followed Sam around and worshipped the ground he walked on. Jacob's eyes darken whenever he talks about them. I swear, the way he describes him makes Sam look like the devil's soulmate.
"Speak of the devil..." Jacob squinted and gestured to an open clearing ahead. There, sure enough, was Sam and his groupies. But instead of three kids surrounding them, there were five. Who was that? It was... Embry? And Quil? Quil Ateara? That kid couldn't hurt a fly!
Jacob grunted and banged the steering wheel. "I can't believe this! WHAT THE HELL IS HIS DEAL?" He drove the car off the small two lane road and parked near some trees.
"Jake...Don't do anything stupid..." I said from inside the car. Too late. He was already stomping halfway across the clearing when Sam approached him and started talking. His face was calm, but a little flustered.
"Can I-" Sam careened when Jacob roughly shoved him back.
"You sure as hell can help me! What the fuck is up with you! You can't just go around converting people into your sick little cult! Who the fuck do you think you are?" Jacob was visibly fuming. I was only a few steps behind, not wanting to interfere, but somehow, trouble found me. Paul was approaching me, looking like he could step all over me.
"Hey Sam! Here's the leech lover. Are we just gonna stand here and do shit, or should we teach this girl to stay away from things that are more dangerous than her?" Paul was standing a foot away from me, towering over me and clenching and unclenching his fists. He didn't see Jacob coming from behind him. Jake put a hand to Paul's shoulder and jerked him back.
"Don't you touch her you sick bastard!" Jacob was steaming. He looked like he could take all five of them, even though Sam and Paul were around six inches taller than him.
"And what are you gonna-" Paul stumbled back when Jacob's fist connected with the side of his head. Paul was sneering and his breaths were heaving. He looked like he could explode any minute. Quil, Embry and Jared all flinched, but Sam took a step forward, and spoke with authority that didn't seem possible for a person of twenty-two.
"Paul, calm down." Sam placed a hand on Paul's shoulder, and Paul seemed to flinch, but he ran off at an astonishing pace through the clearing and toward the woods. But Jacob sure as hell wasn't having it.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? YOUR TROOP JUST THREATENED TO KILL BELLA! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM? YOU SICK, DISGUSTING SON OF A BITCH!" Jacob was in a rage. Sam still held his calm, but Embry and Quil stepped up, and Quil spoke to Jacob, trying to calm him down.
"Jake, bud, you'll get it soon enough, seriously man, there was no need-"
"YOU! YOU BASTARD! WHAT THE HELL? YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD NEVER JOIN HIM! AND HERE YOU ARE, YOU SICK, MENTALLY RETARDED DICKHEAD! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL?" Jacob was almost running toward them, and you could hear the rage, anger and hate in his words.
Sam stepped up and almost growled at Jake. "Stop. Enough. You'll get it soon." Jacob reeled back. He stumbled backwards, and stood in front of me in a protective stance.
Embry approached Jacob. "If you start feeling weird, come talk to us, we'll help you get it."
"I sure as hell will never get it, because I'm not gonna be converted into your sick little pot smokers club. Let's go, Bells." He took my hand and walked quickly back to the car. Turns out we were in the middle of the clearing. Anger sure moves you.
Even after we got back in the car, Jacob's movements still were rough and angry. "Son of a bitch thinks he owns the world." We continued down the road toward his house. When we left my house, it was around six. It was already seven thirty when we got to his house.
The little one story building didn't look big enough to hold one person, let alone two, but whenever Jacob talked about home his face always lit up and he seemed happier. It was surrounded by the biggest forest ever, and First Beach was only a few minutes away. Walking up the small wheelchair ramp, Jacob fumbled with the keys for a while, until he grabbed the right one. Just before he almost put the key in, the door opened, revealing a smiling Billy in a wheelchair.
"Hello, Bella! Hey son, how are you two?" He ushered us both into the house. The living room was small, with two sofas and a recliner, but had the biggest and most badass television imaginable. The kitchen wasn't too far away, and the whole area had a feel that made you believe that an army could be rampaging through the forest surrounding, but you could still be comfortable. I sat myself down on the couch with Jacob after getting the okay from his dad.
"Fine, dad. We just had a small disagreement with Sam and his troop." Jacob had calmed down, and was untying his ponytail to relieve some stress.
"Jake, son, they mean well. Don't worry, they won't hurt you." His father seemed so sure. Especially when they threatened to rearrange my face.
"Dad, they didn't threaten to hurt me. They threatened Bella." Jacob's voice seemed stressed. I could tell because it was cracking and he was nearly heaving. His father looked at him like he grew three heads and they decided to barf on the floor.
"Well, they've never done that before...I'll talk to the elders. I have to go get the bonfire party set up!" He wheeled himself over to the door and almost fell when Jacob released a booming laugh.
"What're you gonna do, dad? Help carry the logs?"
"No, we have Sam and his friends for that. I'm gonna go get the elders ready." His voice was careful and cautious, like he thought anything could set Jake off. Which, it could, but Jake was his own son. What would he do?
"'Kay. Bye dad."
"Bye Mr. Black." I offered.
"Bella, please. Billy. Mr. Black makes me feel old." He said with a laugh. "Oh, and Jacob?" He looked at his son with the strangest look ever.
"Daaaaad! Just friends, remember?" Oh. Oh.
He chuckled. "Okay son. I bought Coke, in the fridge bottom shelf." With that he wheeled himself out the door, and closed it behind him.
"Coke?" I asked. Coke was like super beer for Jake. It was the cocaine of the Black family.
"COKE! COKE! COKE! COKE! COKE!" Sure enough, Jacob ran over to the fridge, and grabbed the bottle of Coca Cola before opening it and pouring it into his mouth.
I laughed. "Jake, careful. We don't want what happened last time..." It involved eight liters of coke, seven underpants and three explosions. That, was a fun night.
He boomed with laughter. "HAHAHA! I REMEMBER THAT! LET'S DO IT AGAIN!" I did not need that.
"Why don't we watch a movie? Or maybe go to First? You could go surfing...?" I was very confused. A tall, teenage boy doing the worm on the floor was a pretty strange sight.
"WITH A SHINY NEW BEGINNING, WE CORDIALLY INVITE YOU TOOoooOOO! INTO THE DRESSING ROOOOoOoOoOoM!" Oh god. Not again.
~0o0~
Two hours and a bottle of coke later, we were almost laughed out and totally ready for the bonfire.
"And then, then Seth took the whole thing and shoved down a toilet!" He covered his eyes with his hands and started bawling with laughter. I held my sides because I was laughing so much.
"Seriously? That kid's like fourteen! How did he get so much dry ice?" Really. He was only fourteen.
"He stole it from the school science fair. It was hysterical."
"I believe you. We should probably get ready for the bonfire tonight, though."
"Yeah. I don't need anything, do you?" I shook my head. "Alrighty then, lets go."He opened the door and we made our way down his driveway. I noticed the huge black stain on his shirt.
"Jake, don't you want to change?"
"Naw, Sam and his crew almost never wear shirts, so if I turn mine backwards, I won't look that weird." He turned his shirt around, but the stain was on the back of his shirt now.
"Okay, now you look like a freak from the back, not the front."
"Stop insulting my logic." We got into the car and drove a few minutes down the road to First beach. The car was surrounded by trees for the first few minutes, due to the large, unwavering forests surrounding the reservation. It reminded me of something. The dream last night... I held a little gasp in, and tried to repress the awkwardness of the situation. But pretty soon, it didn't matter, because we could see the large fire up ahead.
Jacob parked the car a ways away from the fire. It was exceptionally big, and even from a long way away you could feel the heat. The elders, Sam's group, and the two Clearwaters were already stationed on logs positioned about 10 feet or so from the rock barriers that held the fire back. I don't know how they could stand so much heat; I was already sweating like crazy when I got there.
"Jake, isn't it a little hot?" He looked at me as though I was crazy.
"Sure, it's a bit warm. I'll push the log back though." He took the enormous log under his arms, and with a look of concentration, pushed it a few feet back. My eyes widened.
"Jeez, Jake..."
"I know right? Check out these guns!" He kissed his biceps while flexing them and making faces. That, combined with the huge stain on the back of his shirt made a very funny combination. I stifled a laugh, and Billy brought everyone's attention to him. I hadn't even noticed the many other people of the Quileute tribe that had arrived.
"Attention, tribe members!" He cleared his throat, "We are here to share the stories of our heritage and origin. We, the Quileutes, were once wolves. Hundreds of years ago, we were members of a pack of wolves that roamed the Quileute reservation area. We are descended from the largest wolf pack, in America. Each and every one of us has some wolf blood in our veins, which is why we are pack oriented. We remain loyal to our families no matter what. I will begin the legends with the legend of the Great Wolf..."
Billy placed dramatic pauses in random places for emphasis. I listened on as he went through several Quileute legends, ranging from the birth of the first shapeshifter, to Taha Aki to the third wife. He stopped at one that was particularly interesting. Billy took a deep breath in as he continued what seemed to be a story he wasn't particularly fond of.
"Taha Aki bred several of the wolf species, and continued living for hundreds of years beyond the possible human life span. Shapeshifting rejuvenated him every time he changed." Billy cleared his throat again before continuing on. "With Quileute blood, a man could live forever. A Quileute returns to the age where he first shifted every time he changes back into a human. That is to say, if a Quileute kept changing forever, he would gain immortality. "
That was it. That was the word that interested me so much. Immortality. What would happen if I was a Quileute? I would definitely take advantage of the whole never dying thing. Everything that immortality has to offer is just so appealing. You could outlive anything, see anything happen. So long as you didn't meddle with mortals, immortality was a done deal. I didn't know why it interested me so much. You could get anything done in that time frame. You never die, and you become one of the most powerful beings, if not the most powerful being, in the past, present, and future.
I was snapped out of my reverie when a hand tapped my shoulder. I looked back to see Jacob standing there with a look that made me smile on the inside. He looked like a big puppy. The adorable rolled off of him.
"Bella...um... Can I talk to you for a second?" The adorable turned into anxiety, and I couldn't help but wonder what he would want to talk about.
"Um... Sure...Shoot."
"I meant in private. Let's take a walk, shall we?" I've never seen Jacob so tense in my life. He took my hand gently and led me away from the fire, while Sam looked in our direction with both curiosity and disgust.
We walked together, holding hands, for a while along the beach, until we reached a small bay that I had no idea existed. It was very far away from the bonfire, so far away in fact that the only light was the on-and-off rays of moonlight.
"Jake, I didn't know this was a part of First! It's beautiful!"
It was very beautiful. The moonlight poured down, giving the ocean a wonderful glow, until the clouds rolled over and covered the moonlight. The resulting difference in light created a beautiful shimmering effect on the water. Jacob turned on his heel and shoved his hands into his pockets. His head turned everywhere except in my directions he pondered what to say.
"Jake, you can tell me anything, you know."
He sighed. "I know... But that's not what I'm worried about. I didn't think that maybe what I would be doing would hurt you. I only thought about myself. I'm sorry I'm always so selfish," He started thrashing around and turning his body everywhere. "I don't deserve someone like you, and it was stupid of me to think anything would ever happen."
He finally righted himself and looked me in the eye. The clouds finally let the moonlight shine. "I wanted to talk to you... About... Something more than... Just friends." He relaxed, finally glad he got the most difficult part of the conversation out of the way.
"I want to think that you're finally over him, but that would be a lie. Bella, I don't want to see you suffer any more. And I feel that just being friends with you isn't enough. I want to mean more to you than just a friend Bella. I want to be so, so much more than that."
He took a few steps toward me, and remarkably, I had enough self discipline to not step back. "I want to help, Bella, but I can't do that if you don't let me. Please, please give me a chance. I'll never leave you," He looked me straight in the eyes, and I could tell he wasn't lying. His eyes had sincerity and a glow that the moonlight couldn't compare to.
He stepped toward me even more, and wrapped his arms delicately around me. And for once, for one time after they left, I finally felt safe. I felt as though nothing could hurt me as I clung to his shirt. I was finally letting my guard down to somebody.
We stayed like that for a while, me clinging to his shirt with his arms wrapped around me when I finally shifted. I thought long and hard about what this could mean. It was an opportunity to finally leave the memories of them behind. To finally move on. And I knew, I couldn't stand the pain anymore.
I decided to give Jake a few words, telling him that maybe, with his help, I could finally right the wrongs happened during the Cullen era of my life. "...I-I... I can't be alone anymore..."
"Never again, Bella."
He leaned back so I could see his face. He had a soft smile with his eyebrows turned downwards on the outside, and I realized I finally had someone to take care of me. His lips pressed into my forehead, and he took my hand.
"We gotta get you home, Bells, your dad's waiting."
I allowed myself another word. "'Kay."
He led me toward a faint orange glow in the distance, and I could finally fathom the distance we had walked. No wonder I never saw this place, we're forever away from the bonfire.
We finally got to the Rabbit when he opened the car door for me and got in the driver side. He tried to start the ignition, which faltered. His brow furrowed together and his face scrunched up.
"Hm. I thought I fixed the engine. I'll try to fix it. I'll call Charlie and tell him we'll be a bit late because of car troubles. "
He got out of the car and went over to the car front, where he opened the car hood and started working his mechanic skills while simultaneously calling Charlie. He came over to my window and made a gesture with an air wrench and pointed to the glove compartment. I took the hint and reached inside the glove box to see a small tool box. The toolbox had a wrench. When I was about to open the window to hand him the wrench, I saw him looking above the car and to the distance. I saw him hang up and walk over to the other side, and that's when I saw the problem.
Sam and friends had decided to pay us a visit.
Jake walked over to them and said word that I didn't hear, and Paul responded by shoving him backwards. I saw Sam start talking to Jacob, and heard some incomprehensible yelling from Jake. Jacob got even angrier then, and looked like he was about to rip Sam's head off, but he calmed down when Sam and his crew walked away. Once again Jacob took to the hood of the car to fix some wires or something.
About fifteen minutes later, I heard a loud "A ha!" come from Jacob and saw him slam the hood down and make his way to the driver side with a smile that reached his ears.
"Jake so smart, Jake want coke, Jake gonna take Bella home!" Jacob rambled as he started the ignition and started driving down the road. I laughed at his funny expression and we spent the rest of the car ride listening to some CDs and talking about cars.
~0o0~
"I don't know what that is."
"Silly Bella, that part of the car is the-Oh, we're here!" Jake stepped out of the car and opened my door when we reached the house. He took my hand and brought me to the entrance to my house.
"Bella, I meant every word I said back there. I want you to be happy no matter what." He pressed his lips to my forehead, and suddenly the door opened.
"Hey Bells, Hey Ja-" Charlie looked very flustered as he caught Jacob kissing my forehead. "D'aw, lookit that..." He said sarcastically.
"Sorry sir... Won't happen again sir. Bye Bella, bye Chief Swan."
"Charlie, Jake. Chief Swan is for the station."
"Alright sir." Jacob made his way down the stairs and entered his car. He looked at me and did the "call me" gesture with a very obviously suggestive wink too. I watched his car as he made his way down the driveway. Seriously, that wink had me holding my sides for five minutes.
When I entered the house, I was bombarded by questions. "So, Jacob, huh? I thought you weren't over, uh, Edmund, was it? Did you have fun? How was the campfire? How's Billy? Did you bring any-"
"Charlie, can I tell you tomorrow? I'm beat."
His jaw dropped, and he stared at me like I grew a second head.
"What? I didn't do anything."
"Bella, that was eight words."
"Yeah? And?"
His jaw dropped further. "Um... Nothing, carry on..."
I made my way up the stairs and got into my pjs. I went to the bathroom, and cleaned up before making my way to my room to pick a change of clothes for tomorrow, which was school. I looked inside my closet to see a shirt that I had never laid eyes on on top of the floor. I picked it up and examined it.
This isn't my top. And why does it smell funny? I took a deep whiff of it and gasped. This had the scent of Alice. This happened earlier today too, with the red top. Speaking of which, that was gone too.
What the hell is going on?
Nother A/N: Lol jk, I have nothing against Twilight :D and yes. Don't hate me. Remember, in the summary I said eventual BellaXAlice. But Jacob adds more drama. And yes, yes I totally just paired up Jacob and Bella in the first chapter. Keep in mind that instead of being 6 months since the Cullens left it was a year. I think no one has the attention span to mourn over something for half a year by being nothing. Bella is depressed. Jacob helps her recuperate, and then... Haha, I'm not that stupid sillies. I will give you a small spoiler though, so you can be prepared when it happens. Bella has an official relationship with Jacob, is single with her werewolf pack, has an unofficial relationship with Emmett (yes, he cheats on Rosalie) and finally ends up with Alice. Next chapter is more Sam pack, Jacobs pre-phase, Bella's interest in the occult and immortality grows, and more in the t-shirt dilemma.
I know, I know, my writing sucks. But I don't just want to jump in there. I'm sorry if I disappointed some of you, I disappointed myself too, but fillers are quite necessary to get the story places. I have to build things up, you know? And I will be sure to tell you when the werewolf part begins. Just read my ANs and you'll pretty much know everything in the story. Please review, constructive criticisms, anything... Just no bad reviews, like "good story, update soon".
Cheers,
The Lazy Werewolf