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Chapter 6 – Interference

Part 15 Edward's POV

The moment Bella's eyes closed, Jacob's limbs began to shake, his thoughts dark and full of grief.

"Don't you dare transform, dog. You'll kill her."

Jacob took a deep breath, and the trembling ceased.

Bella was still alive, but barely. I could hear her heart beating weakly, pumping blood throughout her body at an increasingly slower speed.

As I saw it, I had two options: One, I could bite Bella again and try to keep her alive long enough to go through a transformation. Two, I could wait for Carlisle to come and help Bella, but every second I waited, Bella drew closer to death.

Or I could just let Bella die in peace. But I wouldn't let that happen. I was too selfish.

I pushed a strand of hair out of her face, my finger lightly brushing her cheek. It was alarming how cold Bella's skin was. I knew I had to make a decision quickly.

Either way, it was a huge risk. I glanced at Jacob, who continued to press his bloodsoaked shirt to Bella's arm, staring at Bella's face, salt water threatening to spill over his eyelids.

I put my face in my hands, growling in frustration. What was taking Carlisle so long?

I dialed Carlisle's number. No one answered. I sighed. This left me only one choice. I turned to Jacob.

"Jacob, you're not going to like this, but I really have no choice." He nodded, knowing what I meant, biting his lip as his body began to quiver violently.

I grabbed Bella's uninjured forearm and prepared to bite, hating myself.

The door burst open, and I paused, surprised. Charlie was standing in the doorway, taking in the scene before him, his eyes wide in shock.

"What the HELL are you doing?!"

I cursed under my breath. This was all I needed right now.

"Listen, Mr. Swan, there's a perfectly logical explanation for this. I swear. But right now is not the time."

"No. You listen to me, Edward. I've put up with you because Bella loves you, but this time you have gone too far! Get away from her!"

"Charlie, you don't understand. Edward's trying to help Bella," Jacob said.

"Jake, stay out of this. Don't talk about things you don't know."

"Mr. Swan, you don't understand the situation. You have to leave. I have to help her," I pleaded, trying to reason with him.

"I mean it, Edward. If you don't step away from Bella right now, I'll arrest you." Charlie's voice was shaking as he spoke.

I'd had enough.

"Do you not realize that your daughter is dying?!"

Charlie fell silent.

"Okay. I just need to think for a moment. Really, you should leave, Mr. Swan."

"I'm not going anywhere." Charlie crossed his arms, a stubborn expression on his face.

"Fine," I sighed, exasperated.

So much time had been squandered on useless arguing. At this point, I wondered if it wouldn't make sense to wait a couple more moments for Carlisle. I tried calling Carlisle again, and still, no one answered. I called Alice.

"Where the hell are you?" I demanded frantically.

"We're in the hospital. Carlisle's picking up some stuff, and there are no cell phones allowed in the supply room."

"You need to get here. Now."

"We're on our way."

I hung up.

I could keep Bella alive for another 20 minutes, couldn't I? I stared at Bella's prone figure, her chest rising and falling rapidly in short, shallow breaths. This was all my fault. I was the reason Bella was inches from death, all of her blood seeping out onto the floor. Wave after wave of hot guilt washed over me as I waited for Carlisle to come.

Part 60 (of "The Turning Point") Bella's POV

"Bella," Edward whispered in my ear, his cold lips gently touching my skin, "It's time to wake up, love. We're home." Edward helped me out of the car, and we walked toward the house.

Once we were inside, Edward wrapped his arms around me and kissed me lightly on the top of my head. I heard Alice head upstairs to give us some privacy. Edward and I just stood in the kitchen together, our arms entwined and our eyes never leaving one another's faces. After a time, though I don't know how long, the phone rang, breaking the silence.

When Edward answered the phone, he looked worried.

"Yes. We just got back." I looked at Edward curiously. 'It's Charlie,' he mouthed, turning back to the receiver. "Well, Bella is extremely tired after our trip, so maybe tomorrow night? Okay, thanks. Bye!"

My stomach sank. I had completely forgotten about Charlie…and Jacob. I turned to look at Edward, knowing he wouldn't like what I had to say.

Part 16 – Charlie's POV

When I pulled up in the Cullens' driveway, I found that the house was dark.

Kids must have forgotten I was coming for dinner. Newlyweds. I chuckled to myself, reminiscing. As I ambled toward the front door, a bloodcurdling shriek pierced my thoughts. Bella. I sprinted toward the house and burst through the door, adrenaline pumping through my veins.

My eyes immediately fell upon Edward, who was leaning over Bella's prone and bleeding body with his teeth an inch from her forearm.

I felt a surge of anger and protectiveness overcome me.

"What the HELL are you doing?!" I roared, starting forward.

Edward muttered something to himself, looking upset.

"Listen, Mr. Swan, there's a perfectly logical explanation for this. I swear. But right now is not the time."

Perfectly logical explanation my foot. I'll give you a logical explanation.

"No. You listen to me, Edward. I've put up with you because Bella loves you, but this time you have gone too far! Get away from her!" You sick, disgusting pervert. Get your filthy hands off my daughter.

"Charlie, you don't understand. Edward's trying to help Bella."

I started with surprise, not having realized Jake was in the room.

"Jake, stay out of this. Don't talk about things you don't know."

"Mr. Swan, you don't understand the situation. You have to leave. I have to help her," Edward pleaded. Help her? Yeah, right.

"I mean it, Edward. If you don't step away from Bella right now, I'll arrest you." Even though I could hear my voice quivering in anger, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I had reached the moment of decisiveness that always reassured me.

"Do you not realize that your daughter is dying?!" Edward yelled, desperation in his voice.

I didn't say anything. There was nothing to say, really. I knew Edward was right. I could see that Bella's life was ebbing away. If someone didn't do something within the next half-hour, she would die.

"Okay. I just need to think for a moment. Really, you should leave, Mr. Swan," Edward told me, looking as if he knew how I would answer.

"I'm not going anywhere." I was not going to leave my daughter here like this, especially with Edward.

"Fine."

Edward stood up and walked across the room, picking up the phone receiver and dialing a number. When that failed, he called another number, and apparently that one worked, because he did not hang up.

I knelt down next to Jacob at Bella's side.

"How is she?"

"Not good." Jake's eyes were full of fear and worry. I noticed that he held a shirt to Bella's arm that had completely soaked through with her blood. I took mine off and handed it to Jacob. He immediately removed the one he was holding and pressed mine against her arm.

"Where the hell are you?" I heard Edward say into the receiver.

"Jake, we should make a tourniquet to cut off the circulation to the arm. It should stop the bleeding. Go find something that we can use, like a sheet or whatever you can find."

While Jacob rushed upstairs to find something, I continued listening in on Edward's conversation.

"You need to get here. Now." Who was Edward talking to? Carlisle?

Jacob ran back, carrying a sheet in his arms, and I turned my attention to him once more.

"Okay, Jacob. You keep applying pressure to her arm, and I'm going to tie the tourniquet." I ripped off part of the sheet and tied it tightly around her arm.

Edward hung up the phone and gazed intently at Bella for a moment. Then he came over and bent over her, whispering reassurances to her even though she could not hear.

"Don't worry, love, Carlisle's coming."