A/N: Long time no see my friends! I hope y'all are having a safe weekend! Thank you Jadiona for your betaing magic! I will be getting this grammarly thing you speak of! Also itsmereading for your continued love and support! Thank you ttcub, Nana, Taylor, and Jadiona for your reviews! Jessa, thank you for your message. Currently I am more worried about making Bella (Her name is changing soon! Thanks itsmereading and Jadiona for your advice in her name...) becoming a strong and independant woman. She has been in an abusive relationship for most of her life. She needs to be single for now. Dates are coming. Sorry Jadiona...one is with Paul. One is with Emmett too Jessa! Just one chapter tonight. Maybe another one will be posted tomorrow or early next week.
As for little people. Quiet week. For that I am thankful! Lets keep it that way!
Thank you all for your support! Love your comments and reviews! Without further ado. I don't own twilight or the song. SM and LInkin Park do. Enjoy! -Brier
Chapter 29
Bella
Linkin Park : Somewhere I Belong
Jacob wanted to go the beach. I think he knows something is up. Paul hasn't tried to call me today. That in itself is off, but he has been working crazy hours. I am not sure how since he is not able to work on any case that may involve me. I really don't know how he does it. The State Troopers must have a backlog of crimes they are trying to solve or paperwork that needs to be filed - poor guy. Then again, several cops can't work on my case. I am so special that it makes me want to roll my eyes.
Edward is still in jail, and for that I am thankful. I am not completely at peace though. I am not sure I ever will be. But, I need to get to the point where I am. I need to stop letting him control me even from afar. Most of the people I am surrounding myself with have been amazing. Jake has been a great little brother, Embry and Quil as well. Billy has been supportive of me the way a Father should be. I have seriously been thinking about becoming fully Quileute. In a lot of ways, it would make things better for me. Even adopted, I earn a spot in the tribe. I love my tribe and want to help make it better. I don't know what the future holds for me, but I hope that I can make something of myself.
Dad AKA Billy has been teaching me the legends of the Tribe. Some of the legends are really cool while are odd. But, when Dad tells them, it feels like I am being transported to another world and time. Like I am finally free. Finally home. Finally somewhere I belong. Yes. I quoted Linkin Park. Old school at that. The lessons which I have gotten have made a lot of things more apparent to me- that I was born for a time such as this. And yes, I paraphrased Esther 4:14. I don't know what it is but I can feel something coming. I was made for battle. I was made for war.
Jacob has been amazing during this transition. He has been with me for most of my lessons and has taken his future role as Chief of the Tribe seriously. I could not be more proud of my brother. His Mom, Sarah would be pleased if she were alive to see him. Dad is proud of him. We have been reading the old scrolls from former Chiefs and their wives. Dad asked us to start our journals for future generations to learn from which I full heartily agreed to, as did Jake.
One day while learning my lessons, I came upon the realization that I needed to be here. Forks while at one point was my home, no longer was home. The little white house I called home was now my newest prison. I no longer wanted anything to do with it. Maybe I will rent it out and get some monthly money from it for college. I am sure I could get a small amount for it. That would help me a lot. Even getting $500 a month will cut back on the hours I have to work at Newtons. Not that I mind the job as I really do enjoy it. I don't want to see the house sold yet. I'm not sure why but I think that I might need it down the road. Call it a hunch.
Dad was asking me if I made up my mind about being adopted and fully joining the Tribe. I know there is no rush but it's time for me to join the family. I asked him what I would need to do and how long it would take. Maybe I would do it in the new year. New Year. New Me. He thought that would be perfect.
