CHAPTER 17 ENDING IT
EDWARD
As he ran, Edward pulled out his phone and dialed Carlisle's number. When Carlisle answered, Edward didn't even bother with pleasantries.
"I'm on the right track. I know because I just got hit with a whiff of her blood. I don't know what he's done to her. All I know is she's bleeding. It doesn't smell too bad. I hope for her sake, it's not what I think it is." Edward explained.
He prayed that it wasn't the baby. That would destroy any bit of Bella there was left. He really hoped that the mutt would have mercy.
"Okay. Sam and I will follow your trail." Carlisle stated.
"No." Edward said. "I can't risk him smelling you guys and killing Bella before I can stop him."
"Okay. Be careful." Carlisle said. "Sam and I will go back to the house and get things ready in case she needs medical attention."
"How's Rose?" Edward asked not forgetting about his brave sister.
"She's doing better. Still in a lot of pain." Carlisle replied. "Emmett asked me to tell you to make sure he suffers."
"Don't worry, he will." Edward replied. Edward would make sure of it. There was no way he was letting the mutt off without a good beating. He didn't intend to kill him though. Only Bella had a right to decide his fate.
He followed the trail at a run for a good ten minutes and found himself in the middle of an old forgotten cemetary. It looked as though no when had been there in a decade. The grass had grown tall enough to cover most of the headstones. The was moss a weeds growing everywhere.
The scent was getting stronger.
"He must be hurting her more." Edward thought and resisted the urge to growl. He wanted to surprise the mutt as much as possible. He followed the scent into a small dark room. There was an open tomb in the center of the room. Edward knew he had found her.
Not only was her scent the strongest it had been all day but he could hear what was going on. He heard the tearing of Bella's skin, the crunching of her bones and her pleas for Jacob to stop. He immediately jumped into the tomb. He found himself in some kind of underground chamber.
He was standing at the end of a short passageway. He let out a growl and went running toward the otherside, when he say Jacob stomping on every part of Bella his foot could land on. Jacob looked up and quick as a flash he had Bella off the ground and was holding a dagger to her throat. Edward heard her let out a groan of pain and had to resist the urge to run to her.
"Come any closer bloodsucker and I'll kill her." Jacob growled.
Edward's anger was growing stronger by the minute. How dare he hurt Bella like that then use her as a shield.
"You are a coward Jacob Black. You have to hide behind a human for protection." Edward taunted. "Put her down and let's go outside and settle this once and for all."
"Fine." Jacob said and shoved Bella back to the floor. She groaned in pain once again.
Jacob began walking toward him. Edward took one last look at Bella, now lying unconcious on the floor, promised he'd be back and followed Jacob outside. When he arrived Jacob was already on the other side of the cemetary.
"You know, mutt, in the past month you've done a lot to incur my wrath. I held back because it was what Bella wanted but I can't do it any longer." Edward said. "Not after what I just saw down the or after what you did to my sister."
"Your sister had it coming. All she had to do was let me take Bella and she wouldn't have been harmed." Jacob said. "But no she had to fight."
"She was protecting someone she loves." Edward said. "She would do it again in a heartbeat. Unlike you. You think love means hurting someone over petty jealousy."
"I was right though, wasn't I?" Jacob asked. "She wanted you back all this time."
"No, Jacob." Edward shook his head. "She wanted you. Even after you hit her for a month, she still wanted you. She didn't want me until you violated her. Then she knew how far you would go. That's when she wanted me back. Now, I'm going to avenge her for that."
Jacob smirked.
"You know what I think, leech?" he said. "I think the only thing you're upset about is the fact that I got to stick her before you did."
Edward let out a growl of anger. Jacob took great pleasure in remembering that day. Edward saw everything which only further incured his wrath.
"But," Jacob continued with a smile. "She seems really out of it right now. Might not last much longer. I go down there and take what you want while you still have the chance."
That was the last straw. Edward's was done with the verbal, he was ready to get physical. He ran, at vampire speed toward Jacob. He was in Jacob's face before Jacob knew what was happening.
He punched Jacob in the face with every but of force he had. Edward was pleased to hear his jaw break as he hit the ground hard. Without giving Jacob as chance to recover, he kicked him in the stomach several times. Then Edward lifted him up and slammed him into a tree.
After that, things became a blur for Edward. He remembered letting all the rage from the past few months out. He remembered pummeling Jacob the way Jacob had pummeled Bella. He remembered saying things like,
"How do you like it?" and "This one's for Rosalie!" or "For Bella"
Edward didn't come back to his senses until Jacob was lying motionless at his feet. Edward bent down to check his pulse. There was none. Jacob Black was dead. Edward cursed himself for getting so angry. Bella was supposed to decide whether or not Jacob lived. Not Edward.
"Oh well." Edward thought as he kicked Jacob in the face one last time just to be sure. He then headed back into the chamber to get Bella.
When Edward got to her, she was still unconcious. He bent down to check her pulse. It was there but barely. He knew if he tried to take her to Carlisle, she wouldn't make it. He also knew there was only one option.
He didn't know if she still wanted it. He didn't even know if she still wanted him. He could let her die and be at peace. Or he could change her and she would live. If he did that then he would risk her hating him for all enternity. Could he deal with that?
He had less than a second of indecision then made up his mind. Being the selfish creature that he was, he knew he could live everyday for enternity knowing that she hated him. He could not, however live everyday for enternity knowing that she was dead when he had the power to save her.
He leaned down, kissed her forehead, and whispered,
"Please, forgive me."
Unsure of exactly what to do, he didn't bother asking Carlisle after Bella dumped him, he bit into her neck. The blood was sweeter than he could have ever imagihne. It was even sweeter than that day in the ballet studio. He had to force himself to stop. Then just to make sure there was enough venom for all her injuries, he bit each one of his wrists and each of her ankles. He had to force himself to stop each time.
Once he was sure there was enough vemon, he wrapped her in his arms and ran back to the house. He needed to make her as comfortable as possible.
When he got there, he assumed Alice had had a vision about this happening because nobody questioned him as he carried her to his room. He layed her down on the bed and curled himself next to her. He held her close to his body as she convulsed and groaned in pain.
"Shh." he whispered as he stroked her hair. "It'll all be over soon. I promise."
A/N: And that ladies and gentlemen is all she wrote. I'm sorry it's so short. I hope it turned out okay. The last story I wrote, the last chapter bombed. I hope that's not the case this time. And never fear, there will be an epilouge. I'm also going to be starting another Twilight fic shortly. This one will be slightly more complicated but it will be amazing. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Hugs for my reviewers. You are the ones who kept this story going.
