Hate is all I know

A Twilight Saga fan fiction

By SparklingGreenEyesxxx

Disclaimer:

Stephenie Meyer owns every single character in this story

I own nothing

It will all be in BPOV

Chapter 9 - The trial

I was so nervous.

I was pacing up and down the small room we had been told to sit in, we were all waiting for the clerk to come back and bring us into the court room. Unfortunately I had to come in and be at the court case, I was scared to see Jacob again after the last time when he had threatened me.

"Isabella sit down, you're making me feel sick." Charlie said, Edward reached out with his hand and I went to sit next to him on the brown sofa that was pushed up against one wall.

He wrapped his arm round my shoulders and squeezed gently, I could see the concern in his eyes and also the worry. We didn't know whether the evidence we had would be enough to put him away or would even by accepted by the court, Jacob couldn't be allowed to walk free was Edward's opinion.

"What if he doesn't get put away?" I whispered to Edward so that Charlie wouldn't hear and tell me to stop worrying about it. For once Charlie was the confident one.

"I will make sure he gets put away for life, and if he doesn't he will never ever come near you again I promise on my life."

I leant my head on his chest and felt some sense of calm fall over me from being able to hear his strong steady heart beat in my ear.

"You are too important to me Isabella," he whispered pressing his lips to just under my hair, "I would fight for you until every bone in my body was broken from the effort."

I shivered, not from the cold, at the amount of love and passion in his voice. Thinking back to a couple of months ago when I was certain Edward was a vain player who thought women were basically for pleasure.

The door opened and the clerk walked in with a blank face.

"It's time, if you'd like to follow me please." He said and I stood up, Edward grabbed my hand. Charlie went in front of us as we walked through to the court, my heart rate picked up and I could feel my hands growing sweaty, Edward squeezed my hand and gave me a small smile.

They had arrested Jacob a week ago; they had found him drinking at a bar in Seattle, it had freaked me out that he had been that close to me and the fact that I had been in Seattle two weeks ago gathering my evidence didn't help stop my worrying. According to Charlie he had tried to run when the police had first went up to arrest him, and after telling him what they were charging him with he had been furious.

We entered the court room, they would bring Jacob through in a minute after we were all seated, I took a deep breath as we sat down at the seats at the side next to my two witnesses, Dr Aro Volturi and Mrs Hunter were both here ready to testify. I was so glad they were here, I felt like I could do this with all the people I trusted around me.

Edward and I greeted them and we all sat in nervous silence, awaiting Jacob's arrival.

We didn't have to wait long.

Jacob Black was brought in accompanied by two police officers who had their hands on his shoulders; he was glaring directly at me with complete hatred in his eyes. I cowered into Edward's side, scared of the black hate in his eyes. Edward glared straight back at Jacob the hand that wasn't holding mine was curled into a tight fist and tendons in his hand straining out.

We hardly had anytime to gather our bearings as the trial began.

I had to take to the stand and tell everyone in the court my story; even though I had told it many times before it still hit me hard every time I re-told it. If Sue and Leah had been here they would have started crying again, as it was Charlie had told them to stay home as it wasn't going to be pretty this case and would probably upset and disturb them.

When I had finished they brought forward my first piece of evidence, Dr Aro Volturi's statement that he had had to write out so that the court had a document to refer to.

I gladly sat back down again, it could be quite scary when everybody in the room was staring at you, Aro handled it well though, answering all of the questions asked and telling the absolute truth to the court about what he had seen and how I had been acting that day.

Next up was Mrs Hunter who had been just as nervous as I had been but once had started couldn't seem to stop telling them everything about the day; it was the only thing in the room that made me smile seeing her babbling away as though we were talking over coffee.

I couldn't remember anything else after the jury gave their verdict, the words rebounding round the court room.

"We charge him: guilty."

I had flung my arms around Edward who had pulled me closer, we were both grinning like fools but so was everybody else around us. Except Jacob that is.

Out of the corner of my eye I glanced across the room to see Jacob being led out by two policemen with anger evident in his eyes, but this time I wasn't scared. I had Edward and his love for me, which I knew would keep me safe even after Jacob got out – in 15 years.

After that the whole day was a blur of happiness and celebration.

I didn't leave Edward's side the entire time and the huge sense of worry that had been hanging over my head lifted, my smile never disappearing from my face.

I woke up first the next morning and looked at the floor to find Edward still asleep on my floor; I had an urge to run my fingers along his straight nose and defined jaw line, then to trace his closed eyelids. I settled for running my hand through his tousled hair, it was so soft and thick. I closed my eyes my fingers still moving and thought about my future and suddenly the worry crashed straight back down on to my shoulders.

I had no idea what I was going to do now.

Sticking around in Forks was a bad idea considering Jacob's gang on the La Push reservation would have heard by now about the court case and the prison sentence with Jacob was serving – I wouldn't be their favourite person.

I didn't want to stay around in case they decided revenge was on the cards, also if I stayed everybody in this tiny town would have heard by now about what had happened to me, and I didn't want to be given pitying looks and be asked uncomfortable questions by those who I had grown up with.

No thank you.

However it felt like I owed it to Charlie, Sue and Leah to stay for a while after all I had put them through after years of only distant phone calls that were short and only once every two weeks. Charlie would say that he was only doing what any father would do and Sue would back him up, I already considered her my mother figure.

Besides Leah needed her life to go back to normal which it would a lot faster if I wasn't here, she didn't need her friends coming round seeing me and asking me lots of questions.

And, the most important reason of all, Edward deserved to sleep in a comfy bed after everything he had done to keep me safe.

"What are you thinking about Isabella?"

I jumped, my eyes snapping to Edward's now open ones that were staring directly at me. I blushed and smiled stroking his hair again.

"How long have you been awake?" I asked moving to sit next to him on his make shift bed.

"Since you started touching my hair, you woke me up but I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes – you might have stopped!" he exclaimed making me giggle.

"Right,"

"So what were you thinking...no sorry what were you worrying about?" he asked.

I sighed.

"The future, I don't want to stay around here..." I explained to him all of my reasons for not staying here in Forks leaving the best reason about his bed until last.

He chuckled and pulled me into his arms, I leant my head on his chest.

"So back to Florida then?" he asked

"Yes but I don't know what to do when I get back there, I might sell my house, I don't want to go back to the same routine. I've changed Edward, but I don't know how I'd improve my life to suit me more."

"Let's just take life as it comes from now on," Edward said and I nodded snuggling into his embrace.

A month later and we was covered head to toe in paint repainting my house at the beach, Edward had convinced me to keep it.

"It's a beautiful house Bella; it just needs some paint and more furniture."

I had finally let him call me Bella; I had finally let go of the awful feelings that used to go with that name and Charlie had been thrilled when I answered the phone as Bella.

I was very happy and my relationship with Edward had grown, I loved him more than anyone else I'd ever been out with.

He had moved in with me so that I wasn't here on my own and because our relationship was moving faster now that we weren't surrounded constantly by my family. Edward had been so considerate not pressuring me and making me feel guilty about the slowness of our physical relationship but it was getting there and everything was falling into place.

I had received one threatening letter from the gang at La Push about Jacob's imprisonment but Charlie had dealt with it and I received no more. I also didn't get any pitying letters or old high school acquaintances popping up – you know sending me letters and text telling me we should get together and talk more now.

Thank God!

I hadn't had many friends in high school and had left without a single cell phone number to call when I left to go to college in Florida. Everybody else had swapped at least a dozen numbers but I didn't talk to anyone so didn't need pointless numbers filling up my phone.

Just before I left Forks after the court case I had bumped into Jessica Stanley in the local supermarket, she had looked at me properly for the first time, as though she never even seen me before when I vividly remembered sitting next to her in Spanish and math which were hell on earth.

Her eyes seemed to sparkle when she noticed it was me and opened her mouth to talk when Angela Weber walked around the corner and saved me; Angela had been like me in high school quiet and shy but she had made friends with Jess and therefore left with quite a few numbers in her cell phone.

She had always been nice to me inviting me to sit and eat with them, but I had always declined as I preferred to eat in the library on my own drawing.

We got talking after Jess had gone to purchase her items and we decided to exchange numbers; Angela was the sort of person that I could become good friends with, she didn't looked at me with pity or ask any questions instead she asked me about my clothing ranges saying that she wore one of my dresses for her wedding to Ben Cheney two years ago.

I left Forks happy, safe and with a new friend to get to know.

My life was perfect and I couldn't wait to start living it.