Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight; I also don't own "Stray" (a book I am crossing this over with, which is basically about werecats, I am only using one character from that book though, Faythe). Well actually I might not put it in but then again I might so I am putting in a disclaimer just in case!

8.

BPOV

How could this be happening? Things were finally starting to settle into place…the dark storm clouds that stilled my heart and froze my bones had finally evaporated, and I was suddenly starting to feel….right. As everything clicked into place, Edward and I lying in the meadow almost as if he had never left, as if the lion was never the lamb, and as the sun was setting some sort of silver light echoed in between two shadows of silhouettes of dreams long forgotten, and remembered our names. We remembered who we are, what our roles were, and how timeless – how unbreakable – our love for each other was.

I leaned in to kiss Edward on the lips before I left the Cullens' house. I had been visiting, deciding whether to stay. I was about to decide to leave my old coven, but there was no way I could abandon them now. The love between Ileana and Jedson was not dirty. Besides, I had a sinking feeling that the Volturi were merely creating an excuse to eliminate our expanding vegetarian families. I figured old Aro assumed that the Cullens, Lears, and Carsons were joining together. Kelsey and Harold weren't really that powerful, but Jedson and Ileana were, especially when they were together. I forgot to mention, besides each of their individual powers, they have a power that they can only use when they are linking hands, or touching in some way. When linked together, they could control the weather and read each others' minds. Not anyone else's', just their own. I figured it was that strong twin-connection that became even stronger when they were turned into vampires. They were so lucky.

"Do you really have to leave?" Edward asked me after I kissed him. Damn him for always dazzling me. I leaned in and kissed him again, only for Jasper to yell at us for creating such strong, lustful emotions. I'm sure Alice doesn't mind, though.

"I really do, though," I said, reluctantly moving away from Edward's lips. "Ileana's a sister to me. She was there when…" I broke off, not really wanting to mention that, seeing as it hurt both of us. I noticed that Edward visibly paled, and how can any of us become paler than the paper-white pale we are, but I guess that it was possible.

"I love you," I said, just to assure him. "I'll be back."

I actually thought that since my coven only had four members besides me, maybe we could combine forces, become one coven…one family…although they were probably still angry at the Cullens for leaving me (even though I myself had already gotten over it). The Volturi wouldn't like it, but do I look like I give a shit about what the retched Volturi think?

I didn't want to fight them, but if it came down to that, I would.

"Come back soon," Edward said as I opened the door to the house.

I smiled. Everything was back to normal. Kind of. "I will," I said, winking.

I walked outside and took the fresh air as a welcome distraction to the chain of events that were sure to come. I took my time walking over to my car, not really wanting to go home but not really having a choice in the matter, either. Why did this happen, now of all times?

I got into my car and turned on the ignition, only for my stupid cell phone to ring. I was definitely not in the mood to chit-chat.

"Hello? Who is this? I'm not in the mood…" I started, but then I heard an all-too-familiar voice.

"It's me, Jacob," the voice said.

"Why, of all times, did you choose now to call me?" Bella said.

"I miss you…" Jacob said.

How could he miss me? How could he not be angry with me? And even if he isn't, he will be when he finds out I'm back with Edward. But Jacob isn't just a dog anymore; he'll have to learn to deal with it. I care, but a person can only care so much when they are torn apart by so many things and then finally put back together, only…for something else to fall apart.

"I miss you too, Jacob, but…" I started. It was true, of course I missed Jacob. But I couldn't just be in the same room as Jacob. It doesn't work, it never had. Because Jacob Black never gives up, and eventually I would give in and I love Edward more so I'm not going to even give myself the chance to screw up. Jacob's just my best friend, but he wants more. We can't be friends. We're not mortal enemies, no, not anymore, but that was never really the problem, was it?

"But what, Bella?" Jacob asked.

"But there's too much going on. Because I love Edward. Because of Ileana and Jedson and because the Volturi are coming and because…" I started ranting.

"And because…" I continued. "Why aren't you mad at me?"

"Why, should I be?" Jacob asked, acting all innocent, like he forgot. But I knew that Jacob didn't forget. Vampires – even vampires that used to be a werewolf – don't just forget. And yeah, I saved his life, kind of, but it wasn't what he wanted – he would rather be dead and I was just too selfish. Why? Why were both Edward and Jacob put in the world, just to taunt me? I already chose. And I wasn't about to look back.

"I don't know, Jacob, did you want this?" I ask, already knowing the answer. Why can't he just be mad at me? It would be so much easier.

Jacob didn't answer, because both of us already knew the answer. Finally, Jacob said, "Of course not, but that doesn't matter."

Oh, so he doesn't care because he loves me or something like that? Well, newsflash, Jacob, EDWARD is my soul mate. And you're going to imprint someday, anyways. You'd leave me and break my heart, and I've had enough of that.

Of course, I didn't say it out loud, and Jacob wasn't a mind reader. Plus, this was a telephone conversation, so he couldn't hear my thoughts even if he was. Even if it wasn't a phone conversation, I remembered. Even Edward can't read my mind.

I sighed. "What do you want, Jacob?" I asked.

"I…" he started to say something. I could hear his voice faltering.

"I don't have all day, Jacob," I say, trying to sound cold but I know that my voice betrays me.

"I…imprinted on a cat," Jacob said.

"What do you mean, a cat?" I asked.

"I mean a werecat. Her name is Faythe," Jacob said.

That was too much; I started laughing. A werecat? They exist? Well, I shouldn't be that surprised, I guess. After all, I'm real, and Jacob is real. So why can't werecats?

"That's great, Jacob," I said, and my voice was sincere. Now I didn't have to worry about feeling guilty about being in love with Edward. Jacob didn't answer.

"Wait, what's the problem, then?" I ask.

"A different werecat, Marc, already marked her," Jacob said.

To Be Continued…

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