A/N: You probably expected something more longer and exciting…er? with the dog, than what I have wrote here. Sorry! But frankly, I don't care much on Jake's say.
Chapter Three
"Leech?" he called out. I rolled my eyes. "Watch it, I'm with Bella." Suddenly, I realised something. What if he was in the other state. "If you aren't a human, don't you dare come out." I closed my eyes, hunting for his thoughts.
Why not?
"She has amnesia. She doesn't remember what I am. It won't do any good to see you like that."
Oh... Well, I'm not in that state, anyways.
I saw his figure emerge from the shadows, not far from Bella. Bella's head twirled to Jacob. He was barefoot, as usual. His jeans were ripped, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. Bella kept her distance from me, yet she searched for answers through her worried eyes.
"Bella, this is Jacob Black. He—"
"I think I can explain who I am. Who knows what you told her." Jacob glared at me. His expression softened when he turned to Bella. "I swore to always be you friend. I was there when he wasn't." He sent me a death glare. "Is it true, Bells? You can't remember anything?" he asked softly. She shook her head, not taking her eyes off me.
"I hope you remember soon." He said, looking at me as though it was all my fault. I was partly to blame, but he of all people, knew that Bella was fragile!
I scowled. 'You were the one who let her walk home. You know how clumsy she can be. You should have walked her home. Better yet, made her wait for Alice." I growled.
"My fault?! Who knows what you did! You could have smashed her skull, with that strength of yours!" he let out a low growl.
"You think I did it?!" I clenched my fists. He did the same, taking a step forward. "Better watch it, dog. This is my turf." I mocked his speech. He snarled, walking closer. I revealed my teeth, hissing.
"Stop it!" Bella cried, covering her ears with her hands. We snapped our heads to her direction. I would have made it to her before the dog, but I wasn't sure if she was frightened by me or not.
"I don't want to hear you guys fighting! Edward," she glanced at me. "Just take me home, please."
Jacob said good bye, leaving us alone. "I…don't know how you did that. But…"
I grimaced.
"Do what ever it takes to take me home faster than before." She said quietly. My eyes widened. Did she remember? No. I watched her. She was waiting for me to move.
"Close your eyes." I whispered, as I swung her onto my back. She clung to me tightly, as I started to run.
Once we were at her house, I turned to leave. "Wait!" she grabbed my hand from behind. "Don't go." She whispered.
"You were frightened by me today. Maybe it would be best for me to leave you alone until you remember." My expression was unreadable. Her eyes widened. "No. I don't care if you glitter, or run faster than I can blink. If that's what I fell in love with, then so be it." She entwined her fingers with mine.
We gazed into each other's eyes until I turned to look away. "Please. If you're quiet enough, Charlie won't know. You can even sleep over." She suggested.
I had to crack a smile then. "I don't sleep. Remember?" I wanted to take that back as soon as I said it, for her eyes dropped down in sorrow. "Sorry," I said quickly, lifting her chin up. "You don't sleep?" she asked, forgiving me. I shook my head.
"Can you tell me…what are you?" she asked softly. I closed my eyes, and sighed. "You'll figure it out. I don't want to rush you." She nodded.
We made it to the door, and she froze. "It's locked."
I took the key from under the eave, and unlocked the door. She raised an eyebrow. I smiled, remembering the first time this happened. "Yes, I spied on you before I told you I loved you." I said walking past her.
She blinked, and shook her head. "Alright. I'm a little hungry, so I'll get me something to eat." She said childishly. I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, I froze. Bella was never one to behave rudely. She would offer a drink to anyone. And yet…she said me…Did her subconscious mind remember that I can't eat?
"Your memory is definitely resurfacing." I smiled my so-called crooked smile. She flushed lightly, and searched through the fridge. She came back to the table with a slice of cake. "I'm hungry." She grinned sheepishly. I nodded, understandingly. She didn't eat for eight hours.
"So," she scooped up a piece of cake, popping it into her mouth. "What are you like? How would I describe you?" she asked, watching me with curiosity.
I raised an eyebrow—this was unexpected. "Well…I…" I hesitated. "You know that I can run fast, and that I glitter. So this probably won't come to a surprise to you. It didn't before, anyways."
She nodded, waiting patiently on what I was about to say. "I can read minds—anyone's thoughts. You are an exception. So, I'm not really sure what you think of me. Why don't you tell me?" I grinned.
She flushed, stuffing more cake into her mouth. She swallowed, looking up at me with her wide eyes. "Well…nothing that you said really comes to a big shock to me. I think its strange and all, but…"
"But…?" I edged her on.
"I don't know. It seems like you, I guess. I don't know how to put it—I'm comfortable with it." She started fiddling with her hands. I smiled at her words. "You truly are my life…" I murmured, lifting her chin up once more. Her gazed traveled downwards, her lashes sparkling. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
"You think I am gorgeous, correct?" I whispered, bringing my face closer to hers. She nodded, speechless. "Yet…I find you…" My lips were centimetres away from her face now. "Irresistible." I gently touched my lips to hers, the warmth of her lips against the cool one of mine.
She deepened the kiss, clueless to my venom, or as usual, uncontrollably attracted to me. Before she could wrap her arms around me, I brought my face back. Her lips parted; obviously she forgot to breathe again. "Sorry," she panted. I nodded.
"Nothing yet?" I whispered, pushing the cake to her. She picked up her fork, shaking her head. "I really thought after you told me about the mind thing and after that…" she sighed, finishing up the cake.
She wanted to remember, just as bad as I wanted her to. Hopefully, she wouldn't remember the dog. I must say, I could be quite selfish at times.
A/N: Okay, Im not really sure how someone gets their memories back after amnesia ness….but I hear that they might get flashbacks. My way for Bella to be back, might be really stupid, and totally unrealistic. But yea….don't flame me for it! It might come in the next chapter or two…
