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Jigsaw

I sat just staring out of the window, tuning out the conversation. It had been about 2 weeks since my big confrontation. We were in the Volvo on the way to school. I was sat next to Emmett. He was so big; I was squished right up the door. His booming voice filled the car with irrelevant things. I rubbed my temples. I had woke up with a terrible headache and it still hadn't gone away. Times like them I wished for Charlie. He just left me be. I preferred to suffer in silence. But no, the Cullen's can't do that.
"Are you alright Bella?"
"Are you feeling ok Bella?"
"You don't look so good Bella."
Like I care what they think! All they do is lie. I looked away from the window, and caught Edwards glance in the rear view mirror. His beautiful golden eyes were staring at me, the soft butterscotch liquid made me dizzy. His eyes didn't look away when I met his. I had a sarcastic comment to make at him, but I forgot it. All of a sudden Alice froze and her eyes unfocused, as if she was only there in body. Edward stiffened and his liquid eyes solidified. There was a strange noise coming from his chest. Like a roar, threatening to explode out of his chest. Alice's golden eyes refocused, and then they stared at me in horror. I stared back. Was there something I was missing? Obviously, but apparently Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett were missing it too. Edward pulled into the school parking lot just then. He abruptly turned the engine off, got out the car and stormed off in the direction of the cafeteria. I couldn't take this much longer. Everything was just building up and up inside me. I had held it in too long. How would Edward feel if Carlisle died, and everything in your life was turned upside down or destroyed? If I wanted to go, I would go to therapy. Hell, I needed it. I was sick of Edwards hostility, I was sick of being the centre of sympathy, I was sick of Esme's affection for her children. Everything was an unwanted reminder of how much of a mess I felt. It was too much. It was the last straw. As the first tear I had let slip in weeks rolled down my cheek I ran away. How pathetic am I? Running away from my problems. But it's what I did, it was the only thing that made sense, it was the only thing I wanted to do. I didn't know where I was heading. I just ran. I heard Alice shout after me. It didn't matter. There was a bus passing. I guess you could say that was lucky, a bus going past at the exact time I needed it. I tripped up the steps on the bus and threw some money in the direction of the driver.

Turned out the bus was going to La Push. Well that was okay I suppose. I liked the beach. That was where I ended up anyway, strolling along the beach, in the pouring rain. It was soothing in a way. The cold water dripping down my face, soaking through my clothes, it was like washing away troubles. It didn't though. Not completely anyway. I laughed without emotion at the thought that I could like rain. I loved the sun. I loved the blistering heat of Phoenix. And here I was on First Beach enjoying the rain. A huge crack of thunder rippled through the sky. I remembered when I was little, during my summers in Forks I used to be scared of thunder. It seemed silly and harmless now.
"Bella!" I heard a deep husky voice yell.
"Jacob!?" I replied in shock.
"Hey, Bells." Jake said with a huge grin. I half-smiled at him. Jacob was such a happy person. It was impossible not to like him.
"What you been doing these days?" He asked me. He was the first person who didn't ask me how I was feeling the first time they saw me.
"Not much. Staying with the Cullen's, I can't wait until I get to go back to my Mum."
Jacob seemed to agree with me. I had forgotten about when he told me of the Cullen's reputation on the reservation. This intrigued me.
"Hey, Jake, you never did tell me why you all hate the Cullen's so much?" Jake looked uncomfortable.
"I'm not supposed to say Bella."
"Please, Jake. I have right you know seeing as I live with them." Jake grinned, but wrinkled his nose at the fact.
"We have legends. Research Bella, I'm really sorry, but I can't say. I'll give you a clue though. Try 'The Cold Ones'."
"Er... Okay. Thanks Jacob." I said, with real gratitude.
"So, you skipping school today Bells?"
"Looks like it doesn't it?" I replied. I gave him a full grin. I think it was the first time I had smiled with any emotion for a long time.
"Let's go for a walk." Jacob said, with an answering grin at the same time as grabbing my hand and pulling me along the beach. It was still pouring with rain. We were both soaking, our hair stuck to our heads, dangling past our shoulders in straggly strands. We chattered for a long time, about school and friends, and everything in general really. Jacob was so easy to talk to; I didn't feel this comfortable with anyone else. We laughed and talked all day. I didn't realise the rain stopping. We walked back to Jake's around lunchtime. Billy was there. He didn't seem shocked at seeing me, and didn't seem bothered that neither of us were at school.
"Well isn't it nice to see you Bella? You haven't dropped by since it happened, have you?" Billy's eyes were sad. I didn't realise how close him and Dad were.
"No. It's been hard." Billy knew was going through what I was, it was his best friend after all, except his pain and hurt was probably on a smaller scale.
Jacob was a quick sandwich maker. He came into the room yelling what was on them. Whilst I was eating, I pondered what Jacob had told me, which wasn't much, I had to admit. But it was a start for me to piece this jigsaw together. After lunch I had Jacob drop me back at the Cullen's. I knew that nobody would be there; Esme had gone to some charity sport event, Carlisle was at the hospital, and, of course, Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie were at school. I said bye to Jake, after deciding to get together again sometime and went inside. I threw my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes and ran upstairs in the direction on my bedroom. I wasn't concentrating and tripped 3 times on my way. I got there eventually and grabbed the laptop. I typed in "Quileute Legends: 'The Cold One.'"
I could hear my heart beat in my ears. I clicked on one promising sight. I noted all the stuff that sounded like or could be like the Cullen's. Cold skin (obviously), pale, speed, strength. As I was reading this the tiny things my subconscious had registered began to register with my conscious as well. The way they never ate, the way they were always awake. My breathing was uneven and fast. I couldn't believe the legends I was reading. I mean blood drinkers?! There was absolutely no way in hell that my dream was right. Could there be? I was totally shocked. It wasn't logical, but it was the only thing that fit. I had pieced together my jigsaw.
I heard the door slam downstairs. If my heart was beating fast before, it was nothing compared to now. I thought I was going to hyperventilate. For all I knew, they could be keeping me here under false pretences, telling Renee I was being looked after, and they drink my blood! Vampires? I still wasn't sure. It fit. I'd go with it.
I walked slowly out of my room and down the stairs. I was extremely proud of myself, as I didn't trip once. I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned to face the Living Room. Edward was sat in an armchair staring at me with his beautiful golden eyes. His beautiful bronze hair was messy. His pale skin was slightly flushed.
"Hi." He said, with obvious coldness. It was strange. His tone of voice when he spoke to me, never matched the warm, curious look in his eyes.
"Hello." I replied. However I managed to match his tone I never could get it right.
"Where are the others?" I carried on.
"They went shopping or something."
"Oh." I didn't know why I cared. I turned away.
"Bella?"
"Mm?"
"What have you been doing today?" Like he cared.
"I hung out at La Push with Jacob and Billy. Then I came back here and did some research on the laptop." No matter how his eyes made me tell the truth at least I could keep the worst from him. He looked down, I don't think he was happy about my activities. For the first time, I wondered in the feelings of the Quileute's was neutral with the Cullen's. My curiosity was bubbling but I didn't know how to begin. I had a feeling Edward knew I was building up to something big, yet he didn't voice his thoughts either.
"Edward?" He looked up at me. I was sure he half-smiled at me. He was dazzling. My heart beat faster, and his face went out into a bug crooked grin. I melted inside, it was the most gorgeous smile ever. He pulled back his grin and composed his face. His eyes looked worried.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Urmm... You know my research?" I asked. He looked wary.
"Yes?"
" Well... err... something Jake said at the beach before. He let slip a phrase 'The Cold Ones-'" I paused, because at this point Edward's face completely clouded over his fury. He glared at me, willing me to carry on.
"-I did research about that. I have a t-theory I would like to say." The expression on his face made me stutter over my words.
"Well?" He said through gritted teeth.
"You never eat. You never sleep. You skip school on sunny days. You're all really fast. And strong. Pale, cold-skinned. You, you're not human. None of you."
At this point the controlled rage in Edward's face was let loose, and he snarled. Edward, the beautiful creature, snarled. At me. Okay, I deserved it, but you don't snarl at people. I was totally shocked. I took a step back and Edward was on his feet.
"Are you, are you vampires?"
"WHAT WE ARE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU BELLA." Edward shouted.

I could feel the tears form in my eyes.
"I know. But I can't stand the lies. It is all everyone ever tells. There is no such thing as honesty anymore in this world, but honesty is what is important. And you're not being honest. I hate the lies, lies is what got me here. I don't want to be here. I don't want the lies."
"You don't care. I don't know why you bother." He half hissed.
"I need to know."
"It isn't your secret Bella. You don't need to know anything at all." He said whilst his eyes turned sad and slowly back to the beautiful liquid gold.
"Please." I whispered, which made me sound desperate. Which I was, but that wasn't the point. Edward sighed.
"Yes Bella. You are absolutely right. We are vampires." He said, the obvious sadness in his voice making me want to walk right over to him and hold him tight in my grasp. This was very silly, as he didn't even like me.
"Thank you. I truly did need to know. You have no idea what it's like to be lied to all of the time." Edward's eyes flashed with something I didn't understand.
"This isn't your secret Bella. This has nothing to do with you. In a few weeks you will move to Florida, to live with your Mother and Phil, and you will forget we ever existed." He said sharply.
"Never." I said firmly.
"You could have you family and mine destroyed, if this comes out Bella. I hope you realise that." And with that, he stormed outside, leaving me standing there alone. I didn't know where he was going and I didn't know if he would come back, but I did know something. I loved him.

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