Chapter 2.
Bella's POV
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I can smell it, I just...I can't smell who though, so we have to go. Now." He replied, and with that he threw the truck into reverse, the tires screeching as he directed it backwards, his foot crushing the gas pedal with full force, I'd barely any time to look at the house when I noticed, that car Carlisle? Wait, why would he? He can't be back... he is, he's back, they're back. "Stop....STOP THE CAR, RIGHT NOW!", Jacob turned to look at me "Bella, are you crazy, there is a vampire in your house I have to get you out of here, we don't know even who it is-"
"Its Carlisle, that is Carlisle's car, I recognise it, we have to go back"
"Bella, no, how do we know it's not a trick?" he looked at me his expression angry but puzzled, "It's not, it's Carlisle, I know his car, Carlisle wouldn't hurt me" I replied in a reassuring tone.
He was still visibly angry, his hands wrapped around the steering wheel, gripping them with such force, his knuckles had turned white with pressure, his body quivering, he gave me a look, titling his head forward and gesturing with a small nod, a signal of his compliance. Pushing the truck forward a few feet, he forced the hand brake down, and stopped the car, "No" he said through gritted teeth. "What? What no?" I asked, confused, "No, take yourself back, I can't follow you there, as much as you say he won't hurt you, I'm not going anywhere near that filthy bloodsucker" he replied in a harsh tone, why was he being this way, of all times to be like this, always thinking of this stupid war, "Jacob, just stop being so-"
"I have to go and tell Sam, bye Bella", he turned to get out of the truck, and after only a few bounds, his shape blurred, and he disappeared into darkness.
Reaching across and pulling the handle, I forced the door open and jumped out, my heart thumping at the possibility of my vampires having returned, breathing deeply out of anticipation, still feeling the raw burn in my chest, I began to run forward toward my house, my legs still feeling weak, exhausted after today, my legs faltering as i pounded my sneakers into the ground beneath me, dirt flew wildly under my heavy misplaced skips, what had I just done to Jacob...I'll have to apologise to him, I'll have to make it up to him, somehow, but they are here, they're back and, It was like someone had died—like I had died. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of true loves, as if that were not enough to kill anyone. It was also losing a whole future, a whole family—the whole life that I'd chosen…and that life was suddenly a possibility again...wait, what had Jacob said to me earlier, "she took off into the water"...Victoria.
Standing directly in front of my door, realisation dawned on me, a trap? , seeing a light flick on, if it was a trap it is too late now, pushing my key into the door, my hand trembling violently, and nudging it open with my elbow, my eyes scanned the hallway, my eyes meeting a figure standing still...."Alice."