Hello, Everyone. So sorry for the long wait. I rewrote this chapter so many times to see how I could change it, but nothing seemed to work so I just kept the chapter the same as in the book with some minor change with the words in dialogue and scenes. Just to let you guys know the year is 2009 in this story which was my senior year of high school and I changed Jacob age to Bella's age cause it was really gross Bella was eighteen in love with a sixteen year old.
Also, in regards to the Quileute tribe I'm using these resources for the story.
I want to properly portray the Quileute tribe in this story since that was one of the main criticism about the franchise which is why I removed the cold ones from their legends since they never existed in Quileute legend. So the cold ones story (evil ones as I called them) started as a folklore that started in Europe and spread. So if anything I wrote is inaccurate please let me know.
That's about it. The next chapter will be Edward and Bella's trip to Seattle which never happened in the books so it will be an original chapter and I'm very excited. I have to think out the plot so please be patient with me and thank you again for reading.
That night at dinner, Charlie seemed enthusiastic about Bella's trip to La Push tomorrow. He probably felt guilty for leaving her home alone on the weekends, but he'd spent too many years building his habits to break them now. Bella wondered if he would approve of her plan to drive to Seattle with Edward Cullen.
"Dad, do you know a place called Goat Rocks? I think it's south of Mount Rainier," Bella asked casually.
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
She shrugged. "Some kids were talking about camping there."
"It's not a very good place for camping." He said. "There are too many bears. Most people go there during the hunting season."
"Oh, okay," she murmured. She waited before she spoke up again. "Hey, Dad, Edward Cullen offered to drive to Seattle with me and I said yes."
He looked up surprised. "He did? That was very nice of him."
"I just wanted to make sure that it's okay with you."
"I guess it's alright, but do you really have to go with him? Can't you go with Jessica or Angela?"
"Dad, come on. You said yourself you've never had trouble with Edward or his family, and besides he doesn't have any friends outside his family, so I just want to try to be his friend."
Charlie sighed. "Look, Bella, you can go with Edward, but I'm going to set some ground rules because while I may not want you going by yourself I don't want you going with some boy I don't know either."
"Okay, what are the rules?
"Number one, you must call me when you get there and when you're about to leave," he spoke sternly, and Bella nodded. "Number two, you will go to Seattle, get what you need, and come straight back. You are not allowed to go anywhere else and you will be back by seven. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Dad, I understand. I promise I won't let you down." Bella said.
"I know you won't, Bella. You can go to bed now and I will do the dishes."
Bella nodded and headed straight for bed.
It wasn't time for school yet, but an unusual brightness woke Bella up. She opened her eyes to see a clear yellow light streaming through her window. She quickly went to the window to check, and sure enough, there was the sun. It was in the wrong place in the sky, too low, and it didn't seem to be as close as it should be, but it was definitely the sun. Clouds ringed the horizon, but a large patch of blue was visible in the middle. She lingered by the window as long as she could, staring at the sky in amazement.
At school, Bella was grateful no one was talking about the incident yesterday in gym. In trigonometry class, Jessica did have a lot of questions about Bella and Edward going to Seattle.
"Hey, B, are you still leaving with Edward tomorrow?" Jessica asked.
"Yes, we're still going to Seattle tomorrow," Bella replied.
"Is your dad okay with you going with him?"
"Yeah, he's okay with it. Gave me some ground rules though like I'm going to leave the damn country or something."
Jessica giggled, "You know, it's kinda surprising to see Edward be so social with you. The only people who he interacts with are his family. He went from being a dick to you to being your friend. It's really strange."
"Yeah, it is." Bella agreed. She seemed to be looking forward to the trip for than Bella. Bella guessed she just wanted to hear any juicy details about what may occur, but Bella didn't expect anything to happen between her and Edward. At least she thinks so.
The worst thing about today for Bella was Edward not being there even though she knew he wasn't going to be, but knowing he would be here tomorrow made her feel better. When she walked into the cafeteria with Mike and Jessica, she couldn't help but look at Edward's usual table where Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper sat talking among themselves. As if she could feel Bella's eyes on her, Rosalie took a glance at her and gave her an icy stare which made Bella quickly look away.
Sitting at there usual table, everyone was on the same page for their trip to La Push after school. Mike was really excited since the weather man had promised a warm, and sunny day for today. The weather for today was at least sixty four, so Bella hoped the outing wouldn't be to bad.
During Lunch, Bella had noticed Lauren giving her unfriendly looks which she didn't understand until they were walking out the lunch room. Bella was behind, a few feet back from Lauren's sunshine blonde hair and she was clearly unaware of that.
"..why doesn't Bella.." She had content in her voice when she said Bella's name, "go sit with the damn Cullens then?" Bella heard her mutter it to Mike. It surprised Bella that such an annoying voice could have so much malice in it. She didn't really know Lauren, nor had she ever spoken to her so it ticked Bella off a bit to see this girl who she doesn't even speak to be so nasty toward her.
"Chill out, Lauren, she's my friend." Mike whispered back loyally, which Bella appreciated. Not wanting to hear anymore, Bella walked passed them to get next to Angela and Jessica.
She didn't know what Lauren's problem was, but she hoped she kept distance from her and not say anything to her and Bella would gladly do the same.
After school, everyone met up at Mike's parents store. The Newtons Olympic outfitters store was just north of town. Bella has seen the store before, but never actually shopped there since she had no need to buy supplies or clothing required for camping and hiking. In the parking lot she noticed Jessica's Ford Tempo and Mike's Suburban. When she pulled up next to their vehicles, she could see the group standing around Mike's Suburban.
It was Eric, two other boys Bella had class with whose names were Ben and Conner. Jessica was there flanked by Angela and Lauren along with two other girls. One of the girls gave Bella a dirty look as soon as Bella got out of her truck and whispered something to Lauren. Lauren flipped her hair and gave Bella an icy glare which Bella returned. Seeing how Lauren and her crew were looking at Bella, Jessica and Angela immediately went to Bella's side ready to defend their friend and eyeing Lauren and other two girls scornfully.
Bella was not about drama or being catty; she hated to be that stereotype, but there was no way she was going to accept Lauren or anyone disrespecting her. As if on cue, Mike appeared with a more positive attitude.
"You're here!" he said delighted.
"I told you I would be," Bella replied.
"Yeah, you did. So, everything okay?"
Jessica spoke this time, "We're fine, babe." She gave Mike a kiss then eyed Lauren and co. "Just making sure no one is giving Bella a hard time." She emphasized the no one part. Mike looked backed at Lauren and the other two girls with a confused look but they turned away talking among themselves.
Mike turned back toward them. "Um..Okay? Well, were just waiting for Samantha and Lee unless any of you invited someone," Mike said.
"I didn't," Bella said truthfully. Technically she did invite Edward, but he couldn't be here. Jessica and Angela said they didn't invite anyone else.
"Alright. Well, you can either ride with me or ride with Lee in his mom's minivan."
"I'll ride with you."
"I call shotgun though!" Jessica said as she went for Mike's car.
"Jess, you know I will always let you have shotgun," Mike said happily. Bella and Angela smiled at how head over heels Mike was for Jessica. They really did make a wonderful couple.
Everyone was ready to go once Lee and Samantha arrived. Lee brought two extra people who rode with him along with Lauren and her two friends which Bella was happy about since she didn't want to ride in the same car as her. In Mike's car, Bella sat in the back next to Angela who was in the middle with Samantha sitting on the other side of her while Jessica sat in the passenger seat in the front.
It was only fifteen miles to La Push from Forks with gorgeous, dense green forests edging the road most of the way and the wide Quillayute River snaking beneath it twice. Bella was glad she had the window seat. She rolled the windows down of the Suburban because it was getting a bit claustrophobic with nine people in it and she was happy to get as much sunlight as possible.
She had been to the beaches around La Push many times during her summers in Forks with Charlie, so the mile-long crescent of First Beach was familiar to her. It was still breathtaking. The water was dark gray, even in the sunlight, white-capped and heaving to the gray, rocky shore. Islands rose out of the steel harbor waters with sheer cliff sides, reaching to uneven summits, and crowned with austere, soaring firs.
The beach had only a thin border of actual sand at the water's edge, after which it grew into millions of large, smooth stones that looked uniformly gray from a distance, but close up were every shade a stone could be: terra-cotta, sea green, lavender, blue gray, dull gold. The tide line was strewn with huge driftwood trees, bleached bone white in the salt waves, some piled together against the edge of the forest fringe, some lying solitary, just out of reach of the waves.
There was a brisk wind coming off the waves, cool and briny. Pelicans floated on the swells while seagulls and a lone eagle wheeled above them. The clouds still circled the sky, threatening to invade at any moment, but for now the sun shone bravely in its halo of blue sky.
One they all arrived, they made their way down to the beach, Mike was leading the way to a ring of driftwood logs that had obviously been used for parties like theirs before. There was a fire circle already in place, filled with black ashes. Eric and the boy Ben gathered broken branches of driftwood from the drier piles against the forest edge, and soon had a teepee-shaped construction built atop the old cinders.
"Hey, Bella, have you ever seen a driftwood fire?" Mike asked her. She was sitting on one of the bone-colored benches; the other girls clustered, gossiping excitedly, on either side of her. Mike kneeled by the fire, lighting one of the smaller sticks with a cigarette lighter.
"Nope," she said as he placed the blazing twig carefully against the teepee.
"You'll like this then. Watch the colors." He lit another small branch and laid it alongside the first. The flames started to lick quickly up the dry wood.
"It's blue," she said in surprise.
"The salt does it. Pretty, isn't it?" He lit one more piece, placed it where the fire hadn't yet caught, and then came to sit by Jessica who sat on the left side of her. Bella continued to watch the strange blue and green flames crackle toward the sky.
After a half hour of chatter, some of the boys wanted to hike to the nearby tidal pools. Bella loved the tide pools. They had fascinated her since she was a child; they were the number one thing she looked forward to when she had to come to Forks. On the other hand, she had also fallen into them a lot. Not a big deal when you're seven and with your dad. It made her think of her promise to Edward to keep herself safe.
Bella; along with Jessica and Angela, decided to go on the hike with Mike and a few other kids while Lauren and some other girls stayed behind with Tyler and Eric staying with them. Bella hoped she didn't fall and embarrass herself in front of everyone while in the woods.
The hike wasn't too long, though Bella hated to lose the sky in the woods. The green light of the forest was strangely at odds with the adolescent laughter, too murky and ominous to be in harmony with the light banter around her. She had to watch each step she took very carefully, avoiding roots below and branches above, and she soon fell behind. Eventually she broke through the emerald confines of the forest and found the rocky shore again. It was low tide, and a tidal river flowed past them on its way to the sea.
Along its pebbled banks, shallow pools that never completely drained were teeming with life.
Bella was very cautious not to lean too far over the little ocean ponds. The others were fearless, leaping over the rocks, perching precariously on the edges. She found a very stable-looking rock on the fringe of one of the largest pools and sat there cautiously, spellbound by the natural aquarium below her. The bouquets of brilliant anemones undulated ceaselessly in the invisible current, twisted shells scurried about the edges, obscuring the crabs within them, starfish stuck motionless to the rocks and each other, while one small black eel with white racing stripes wove through the bright green weeds, waiting for the sea to return.
Bella decided to use her phone to take a video of her friends having the time of their lives and then record herself talking about the day she was having and finally taking pictures of the tide pools. She was completely absorbed, except for one small part of her mind that wondered what Edward was doing now, and trying to imagine what he would be saying if he were there with her. She couldn't wait to see him tomorrow.
Finally the boys were hungry, and she got up stiffly to follow them back. Bella tried to keep up better this time through the woods, so naturally she fell a few times which made her feel embarrassed about her clumsiness. She got some shallow scrapes on her palms, and the knees of her jeans were stained green, but it could have been worse. When they got back to First Beach, the group they'd left behind had multiplied. As they got closer they could see the Quileute teenagers from the reservation come to socialize.
The food was already being passed around, and the boys hurried to claim a share while Eric introduced them as they each entered the driftwood circle. Angela and Bella were the last to arrive, and as Eric said their names, she noticed a boy around her age sitting on the stones near the fire glance up at her in interest. She sat down next to Angela, and Mike brought them sandwiches and an array of sodas to choose from, while a boy who looked to be the oldest of the visitors rattled off the names of the seven others with him. The only name Bella payed attention too, was the boy who noticed her and his name was Jacob.
It was relaxing to sit with Angela. She was a restful kind of person to be around and she didn't feel the need to fill every silence with chatter. Not that Bella didn't love being around Jessica, but it was nice when Angela just left you free to think undisturbed. They did however talk about Angela telling Jessica about this whole psychic thing. Angela was really nervous, but Bella assured her everything would be fine and to do it when she was ready.
During lunch the clouds started to advance, slinking across the blue sky, darting in front of the sun momentarily, casting long shadows across the beach, and blackening the waves. As they finished eating, people started to drift away in twos and threes. Some walked down to the edge of the waves, trying to skip rocks across the choppy surface. Others were gathering a second expedition to the tide pools. Mike and Jessica walked hand in hand to the one shops in the village. Some of the local kids went with them; others went along on the hike. By the time they all had scattered, Bella was sitting alone on her driftwood log, with Lauren and Tyler occupying themselves with Tyler's iPod Touch, and three teenagers from the reservation perched around the circle, including the boy named Jacob and the oldest boy who had acted as spokesperson.
Angela finally decided it was time to tell Jessica, and Bella assured her again she would fine and wished her luck. After Angela had left to find Jessica, Bella felt her phone vibrate in her left pants pocket. She pulled out her phone and smiled when she saw it was a text from her mom asking her how she was doing. They texted each other for a few seconds, and when they were done the boy named Jacob came and took a seat right next to her.
He was at least seventeen, and had neck length, wavy black hair which was tucked behind his ears and was the same height as Bella. His eyes were a deep brown and his smooth skin a sepia, reddish-brown. He had a very boyish face that belonged on a teen magazine and had nice plump lips that would have girls dying to kiss him.
All in all, Jacob was a very attractive boy. Bella would be surprised if he wasn't in a relationship with someone.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but are you Isabella Swan?" Jacob asked.
"It's just Bella," she replied with a small smile.
"I'm Jacob Black." He held out his hand in a friendly gesture. "You brought my dad's truck."
"Oh! Yeah, you're Billy's son, hi." she said shaking his hand. "I'm so sorry I didn't remember you."
"It's all good. I'm the youngest in my family, but you would probably know my older twin sisters."
"Yeah, Rachel and Rebecca," Bella recalled. Billy and Charlie would find them all activities to do while they fished during Bella's summer visits. Bella mentally cringed thinking about the tantrums she threw that had ended the fishing trips by the time she was eleven.
"Are they here with you?" Bella asked, looking around to see if she could recognize them.
Jacob shook his head no. "Rachel got a scholarship to Juilliard, and Rebecca lives in Hawaii where she married a Samoan man."
"Wow. Rachel married really young," Bella said stunned. The twins were only one year older than Bella.
"So, do you like the truck? You can be honest if you don't," Jacob said.
"No, no, I love it. It runs really great and just my type of car."
"Yeah, but it's really slow," he laughed. "I was so relived when Charlie bought it. My dad wouldn't let me work on building another car when we had a perfectly good vehicle right there."
"It's not that slow," she objected.
"Have you tried to go over sixty?"
"No," Bella admitted.
"Good. Don't." He grinned.
Bella couldn't help grinning back. "It does great in a collision," she offered in her truck's defense.
"I don't think a tank could take out that old monster," he agreed with another laugh.
"So you build cars?" she asked, impressed.
"When I have free time, and parts. You wouldn't happen to know where I could get my hands on a master cylinder for a 1986 Volkswagen Rabbit?" he added jokingly. He had a pleasant, husky voice.
"Sorry," Bella laughed, "I haven't seen any lately, but I'll keep my eyes open for you." She didn't even know what that was. Jacob was very easy to talk with.
He flashed a beautiful smile which showed his dimples and his smile was so contagious she couldn't help but smile back. Jacob had such a positive energy, Bella couldn't help but feel relaxed around him, but that feeling washed away the moment she heard Lauren's voice.
"You know Jacob, Bella?" Lauren asked in an impertinent tone from across the fire.
Bella sighed and rolled her eyes not looking at her. "Yeah, we've known each other since we were kids."
"Isn't that sweet." She didn't sound like she thought is was sweet at all and turned back to Tyler. Jacob could see on Bella's face she clearly didn't like Lauren and gave her a "what's going on" look but Bella just waved it off indicating to Jacob to not pay Lauren any attention.
"Bella," she called again, watching Bella's annoyed face, "I was just saying to Tyler that it was too bad none of the Cullens could come out today. Didn't anyone think to invite them?" She had fake concern not only on her face, but in her voice.
Before Bella could respond to tell Lauren to stop talking to her, the eldest boy spoke up. "You mean Dr. Carlisle Cullen's family?" the tall, older boy asked, much to Lauren's irritation. He was really closer to a man than a boy, and his voice was very deep.
"Yes, do you know them?" she asked condescendingly, turning halfway toward him.
"The Cullens don't come here." He said in a tone that made it clear it was the end of the discussion, and ignored her question.
Tyler won back Lauren's attention by showing her something on his iPod Touch.
Bella stared at the deep-voiced boy, taken aback, but he was looking away toward the dark forest behind them. He'd said that the Cullens didn't come to La Push, but his tone had implied something more. Like they weren't just not allowed; they were prohibited. His manner left a strange impression on her, and she tried to ignore it without success.
Jacob interrupted her thoughts. "So is Forks driving you crazy yet?"
"You have no idea." Bella said. He nodded in understanding.
She was still turning over the brief comment on the Cullens, so she decided she would try to see if Jacob was willing to elaborate more on it.
"Do you want to walk down the beach with me?" Bella asked.
"Sure," Jacob said happily.
As they walked north across the multihued stones toward the driftwood seawall, the clouds finally closed ranks across the sky, causing the sea to darken and the temperature to drop. Bella shoved her hands deep into the pockets of her jacket.
"How old are you, Jacob?" Bella asked. She decided to start off with small talk before she got to the point.
"I just turned seventeen in January," he replied.
"I thought you would be taller for your age."
He gave a small smile at that. "My dad is always telling me how I never grow despite all the healthy shit I eat."
"Do you visit Folks much?" she said curiously.
"Not that much," he admitted with a frown. "But when I get my car finished I can go up as much as I want after I get my license," he amended. Jacob then asked her a question that caught her off guard.
"So, what's the deal with you and that Lauren girl?" he asked.
"Nothing really. I don't even really know her that well, but she seems to dislike me."
"Why doesn't she like you?"
Bella sighed, "I honestly don't know. She just seems like a typical mean girl who's rude to people just for the hell of it." Her tone indicated she didn't really want to talk about Lauren and Jacob dropped the subject.
After a few moments of walking, Bella decided to get to the point and ask what she wanted to ask."Who was that other boy Lauren was talking too? He seemed a little old to be hanging out with us." She purposefully lumped herself in with the youngsters, trying to make it clear that she preferred Jacob.
"That's Sam. He's nineteen," he informed her.
"What was that he was saying about the doctor's family?" she asked.
"The Cullens? Oh, they're not supposed to come onto the reservation." He looked away, out toward James Island, as he confirmed what she thought she'd heard in Sam's voice.
"Why not?"
He glanced back at her, biting his lip. "Oops. I'm not supposed to say anything about that."
"Oh, I won't tell anyone, I'm just curious." she said, wondering if she was sounding too desperate.
He smiled back, though, looking allured. Then he lifted one eyebrow and his voice was even huskier than before.
"Do you like scary stories?" he asked ominously.
"I love them," she enthused, smiling at him.
Jacob strolled to a nearby driftwood tree that had its roots sticking out like the attenuated legs of a huge, pale spider. He perched lightly on one of the twisted roots while she sat beneath him on the body of the tree. He stared down at the rocks, a smile hovering around the edges of his plump lips. Bella could see he was going to try to make this good. She focused on keeping the vital interest she felt out of my eyes.
"The Quileutes flourished in the territory which originally stretched from their isle-strewn Pacific beaches along the rain forest rivers to the glaciers of Mt. Olympus." He smiled, to show her how little stock he put in the histories. "According to our ancient creation story, the Quileutes were changed from wolves by a wandering transformer."
"It's not part of our legends, but there is a story about the evil ones." His voice dropped a little lower.
"The evil ones?" she asked intrigued.
"Yes. There are stories of the evil ones that go back decades, and some much more recent. According to my dad, my own great-grandfather knew some of them. He made a treaty that kept them off our land." He rolled his eyes.
"Your great-grandfather?" Bella encouraged.
"He was a tribal elder, like my father. You see, the evil 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."
"Werewolves have enemies?"
"Only one."
Bella stared at him earnestly, hoping to disguise her impatience as admiration.
"So you see," Jacob continued, "the evil ones are traditionally the enemy of wolves. There story of the evil ones originated in Europe as a tale about them being cannibals that hunt humans. It spread to America and eventually forks. But this pack 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 weren't supposed to be dangerous to the tribe. So my great-grandfather made a truce with them. If they would promise to stay off our lands, he wouldn't expose them."
"If they weren't dangerous, then why?" She tried to understand, struggling not to let him see how seriously she was considering his ghost story.
"There's always a risk for humans to be around the evil ones, even if they're civilized like this clan was. You never know when they might get too hungry to resist." He deliberately worked a thick edge of menace into his tone.
"What do you mean, 'civilized'?"
"They claimed that they didn't hunt humans. They supposedly were somehow able to prey on animals instead."
She tried to keep her voice casual. "So how does it fit in with the Cullens? Are they like the evil ones your greatgrandfather met?"
"No." He paused dramatically. "They are the same ones."
He saw the expression on Bella's face was fear inspired by his story. He smiled, pleased, and continued.
"There are more of them now, a new female and a new male, but the rest are the same. In my great-grandfather's time they already knew of the leader, Carlisle. He'd been here and gone before your people had even arrived." He was fighting a smile.
"And what are they?" she finally asked. "What are the evil ones?"
He smiled darkly.
"Vampires," he replied in a chilling voice.
A chill went through her entire body after he answered. She stared at him, not sure what her face was exposing.
"You look like you're about to shit yourself. And you have goose bumps," he laughed delightedly.
"No shit. You're a good storyteller," She complimented him, fixing her frightened expression.
"Pretty crazy stuff, though, isn't it? No wonder my dad doesn't want us to talk about it to anyone."
"Don't worry, I won't give you away." she said, swallowing the lump in her throat.
"I guess I just violated the treaty," he laughed.
"I'll take it to the grave," Bella promised, and then she shivered.
"Seriously, though, don't say anything to Charlie. He was pretty mad at my dad when he heard that some of us weren't going to the hospital since Dr. Cullen started working there."
"I won't, of course not."
"So do you think we're a bunch of superstitious natives or what?" he asked in a playful tone, but with a hint of worry.
She smiled at him as normally as she could.
"No. I think you're very good at telling scary stories, though. I still have goose bumps, see?" She held up her arm.
"Cool." He smiled.
And then the sound of the beach rocks clattering against each other warned them that someone was approaching. Their heads snapped up at the same time to see Mike and Jessica about fifty yards away, walking toward them.
"There you are, Bella," Mike called in relief, waving his arm over his head.
"Is that your boyfriend?" Jacob asked.
"No, definitely not. He's dating one of my best friends," she said pointing to Jessica. Bella was tremendously grateful to Jacob. Despite scaring her with his little tale, she offered to hang out again sometime because she really did enjoy his company and he happily accepted with the two exchanging numbers.
"Where have you been?" Jessica asked, as her and Mike approached them.
"Jacob was just telling me some local stories," Bella replied. "It was really interesting."
Bella smiled at Jacob warmly, with him giving a dimpled smile in return.
"Well, we're packing up. It looks like it's going to rain soon." Mike informed.
They all looked up at the glowering sky. It certainly did look like rain.
"Okay." She jumped up. "I'm coming."
"It was nice to see you again," Jacob said.
"It really was. Next time Charlie comes down to see Billy, I'll come, too," Bella promised.
A grin stretched across his face. "That would be cool. Make sure you call me so we can hang out again."
"Most definitely."
With that they went their separate ways and Bella pulled up her hood as they tramped across the rocks toward the parking lot. A few drops were beginning to fall, making black spots on the stones where they landed. They got to the Suburban where the others were already loading everything back in.
"Hey, Bella," Jessica whispered. "Angela told me some crazy shit earlier. I'll call you later and tell you about it."
Jessica got into the passenger seat of the Suburban before Bella could even respond back. She expected Jessica would probably take the whole Angela being psychic thing different than her, but she hoped Jessica would be at least understanding and supportive.
As Bella took her place in the back of the Suburban, her mind went back to Jacob's story about the evil ones. He had said the Cullens were like the evil ones and the evil ones were vampires. Her eyes widened as she put everything together. Edward Cullen and his family were vampires.