Recap:
The only person who owned a motor cycle that might be coming here would be Jacob. Oh Crap.
End Recap
Edward's hand clenched on my desk, leaving a neat indent in the shape of his fingers. Suddenly I was sitting in the middle of my bed with a sense of vertigo and Edward was on the phone.
"Emmett, I know you're out there waiting for Bella to do something funny. Yes I've know that you watch her for a while. No I don't mind, I know that it's not creepy it's just because you find her so funn-" he caught himself, and took a deep breath.
"That's not the point. You know the kid flying towards the house on a motorcycle? Yeah, that kids a werewolf. Can you come baby-sit Bella and make sure she doesn't do anything stupid? No you can't help me handle the werewolf. Because I need someone to watch Bella!"
Suddenly Emmett materialized outside my window, pulling it open. I'm fairly certain it had been locked, I guess I was going to have to replace that too. I shook my head, there were more pressing issues right now.
"Edward, what are you going to do?" Emmett was already standing in front of me, a rather disgruntled look on his face that clearly said 'Edward has all the fun'.
Edward reached over and lifted my injured hand and pressed his cold fingers to the gauze. "I'm going to show him why no one hurts you." And he was gone. This had BAD written all over it.
I went to look out the window, but Emmett's hands formed manacles around my wrists.
"What?" I asked
"He said not to let you do anything stupid. You near a window = Stupid x10." He grinned broadly.
CPOV
I sat at the kitchen table, considering bailing out of the fight I was considering with Bella. Maybe there was some way to make her break up with him voluntarily… no, that wasn't going to happen. Unless maybe I dug up some dirt on him…
My mind moved disjointedly from one doomed plan to another. I knew I wasn't going to get them apart. Anyone within seeing distance of them could tell. Well, a dad could dream.
I heard a noise that took me a moment to place. A motorcycle was somewhere outside. Who on earth would have a motorcycle in Forks?
I looked out the window, curious. My God. Jacob Black was riding a motorcycle down the road like a man possessed. Billy was going to hear about this.
Then something happened that didn't make any sense.