Hey guys! What's up?
Now, I know some of you didn't like the last chapter that much; you thought that the pack shouldn't have welcomed Bella that easily. Well, I was getting to that part! Hold your horses.
Anyway, hope you enjoy and I do not own any of the Twilight characters... not even Edward... : (
-- Nikki
Edward's POV
I almost snarled out loud at the dinner table -- but I held back. It would be disgraceful. But what some of the pack were thinking! I was ready to rip them apart.
I knew they felt hatred towards me; they always did. But now Bella, too? It was unbearable. Leah was the worst. She wouldn't cut it out.
Look at her! She's so perfect and disgusting and... and she stinks. Why would Jacob even tolerate someone as nasty as her? I want to tear that little bitch apart!
Worst of all, she didn't care that she just insulted my Bella beyond her welcome limits. She hit those limits when she thought the word 'disgusting.' I would not tolerate anyone -- much less a dog -- thinking that way about her.
But I held my tongue. And my teeth. The rest of the pack weren't nearly as bad, but some of them thought pretty badly of her.
I didn't understand some of them. A couple of whom were thinking these things came up to Bella and welcomed her, but I guess that was just curtousy or something.
She stinks! She needs to sit somewhere else!
I don't care if she's a freaking vampire; she needs to eat something. It's making me sick sitting across from her.
God, she thinks she's so perfect. Maybe she is. Did you see the way she flipped her hair just now?
How disgusting. I can't look at her smile; those teeth freak me out.
The rest were pretty bearable, also, but I wanted to list a few just to give you an idea. I hissed at Leah across the table, and some wolves around me heard it, but they didn't say anything. I must have looked malicious.
Bella stopped to look up at me; she had heard it. I shook my head slightly to say, "It's nothing."
She put her head back down, but I knew the subject would be revisited.
On the way home, Bella was sucked into another world; or at least, that's the way she describes it. When she does that, anything she says in that world, she says here too. So if she says 'hello' to someone or something there, we hear it too.
I'm guessing she was talking to someone bad, because the way she said hello was patronizing. Then she said his name; James. She asked how he was. Then she corrected herself and said, "Oh, wait. You're dead. That can't be good." I chuckled at that one.
He said something else. Then she said she was 'Speaker for the Dead.' She talks to dead people. At first, I wasn't so sure that she should be telling him that, but hey, he was dead, right? So who really cared?
Then she started saying stuff to him -- some of it not so nice. I imagined him wincing and getting angry at what she was saying to him.
"Victoria's dead. Did you know that? Or did you even care, you stupid, nasty..." Umm, I'm not going to insert exactly what she said, but you get the picture. "Edward killed her, because she was trying to kill me. I don't think you care, though, because you are the one who wanted me dead in the first place, right?"
She said a bunch of other stuff, most of it containing profanities. I was secretly happy as I drove down that dark road, listening to Bella tell one of my enemies to go to hell; if he wasn't already there.
Then I got to thinking. Was Bella really the 'Speaker for the Dead'? It seemed a likely name.
We got home in record time, and Bella wasn't even done giving James the rest of her crap yet. I shook her, unhappy that I had to stop her ranting, but needing to get back inside. She came back to reality with a snap. She blinked seven times, then shook her head to clear it.
I was smiling at her, and she had a confused look on her face. Then she understood. "Oh, no! Did you hear everything I just said? Every word? Crap!" She hadn't realized that everyone could hear her -- or anyone that was around -- when she was speaking.
I started to laugh. "Edward Cullen, this is so not funny! Ugh!" That only made me laugh harder as I tried to pull her out of the car.
We walked to the house in silence. Well, an embarrassed silence for her, but I was still fighting left-over chuckles. She hit me on the arm as I opened the door, just because I was still gasping for breath a little. She rolled her eyes like the typical teenager and slammed the door behind her. I walked in and sat on the sofa, turning on the television to MTV.
"Ooooh! I wanna see Usher's house!" Bella screamed and ran over to the sofa, plopping down next to me. Alice and Rosalie came running, too, and they sat on the love seat across from us. I laughed, getting up and handing the remote to Bella. She didn't take her eyes off the TV as she thanked me. What is it with girls? (No offense to all of you who are reading this, which is most likely a lot.) a/n: Just to tell you, I'm a girl, too, and I went balistic last night when they were showing one of the Hollywood star's house. If you can guess who I'm crazy about, feel free to leave a review.
I went upstairs to talk to Carlisle about what had conspired. Not that there was much to tell. We went to Jacob's house, 'ate', and came back. And Bella told James off, but I think I'm gonna leave that part out when I talk to him.
I knocked on the door. Come in, Carlisle thought. I smiled to myself and turned the doorknob.
Thanks for reading! This is probably not the longest one of the bunch, but I wrote it all in one sitting! Yay me! Anyways, thank you, thank you! To all of you who thought that the pack were too nice, na na na na naaaaaaa!
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-- Nikki