Chapter 4

Inside every damsel is a fire breathing dragon

-unkown

It had been a few weeks since I had been down to the reservation. Fate must have it out for me because every time I get a semblance of something, anything that's normal it is taken away. I know that in this case, I was the one who walked away but could you honestly tell me that things would have gone back to normal? Ignorance is bliss and right now, I wish I were the village idiot. I wouldn't need to believe anything because I would be too dense to do so.

Jake and Embry had come by and called every day since I left, hoping that I would give in and see them. Little did they know that I wouldn't be giving in because I wouldn't even let them up to my room. I think after the first two weeks they got the hint. Shame that I wasted an entire month of my summer vacation sulking in my room but I honestly didn't want to see anyone and the time wasn't entirely wasted. I had spent most of that time shopping online, I am sure that Alice would be doing back flips if she knew that I was beginning to like shopping. To be honest I didn't really hate it I just hated being told that I was going to do it with out even being given a choice. Along side the shopping, I had been trying to practice my balance.

Part of the reason for this is because no matter whom it was or his or her relationship to me, everyone thought that I was the clumsiest person to walk the face of the earth. Although that is putting it nicely compared to how Paul said it. Halfway through my Pity-Party-Shopping-Spree I realized that the things Paul had said were true. I was Clumsy I was needy and I was clingy and I know that I shouldn't have cared what he of all people thought, especially at that, moment but I wanted to prove him wrong. The first way to do that was to distance myself hence the reason this pity party turned into a shopping spree. Call it the Isabella Renaissance but I was determined to show and prove that I was no one's damsel in distress. No, I can't fight Vampires or werewolves but I sure as hell will be able to walk a flat surface by the time I decide to show my face back at the reservation.

"Bells you have a phone call." Charlie shouted from down stairs.

"Who is it?" I shouted back.

"It's Jacob, it sounds serious."

"Tell him to hold on I'm coming." I said grabbing my robe and running down the stairs two at a time. Told you my balance was better.

"Nice bells" Charlie laughed.

"Thanks, I bet the hospitals are going to miss me." I joked taking the phone from him. "What's wrong Jake?"

"Here me out before you hang up please?"

"I'm listening."

"It's Paul."

"Really Jake what does this have to do with me?"

"It's been a month and he is literally sick. I know that you might not like him but him denying this imprint will kill him and that could possibly kill you." he whispered.

"This isn't fair Jake I'm not ready."

"no one is telling you that you have to marry the man or anything he just needs to see you, you need to be close, then you can go back to pretending that this didn't happen and we can call you again in a month." he said sounding frustrated.

"Fine Jake, I'll come but mark my words if he starts any shit with me at all I am leaving."

"Wow Bells your cussing more and more these days, it's kinda hot." I heard a loud growl in the background and laughed. That had to be Paul. "What she does, if you wouldn't have had your head stuck up your ass you would have been able to tell."

"Stop antagonizing him, he's sick. You have my permission to never let him live it down after he's all better." I laughed.

"Awe do you have a soft spot for him already?"

"How can I not Jake, you tell me he is dying because he's a dumbass so yes I pity him."

"Wow, so I'll see you in-"

"A few hours I just woke up."

"Really it's like 2 in the afternoon." he asked.

"So, I'm an adult I can sleep until 9 at night if I want to now hang up the damn phone and tell Paul I'm on my way." I snapped hanging up on him.

After my phone call, I had told dad that I was going to spend time down on the Res with Jake although he kind of figured from the bits of our conversation he heard. Charlie excused himself and went to sleep of the brunch I made for him and I went upstairs to shower and do my hair. Yes, I was doing my hair now; sue me if you don't like it. Picking out my clothes was my favorite part though mainly because I wanted to have some fun with Paul, make in sweat for a little bit.

I had decided on the Hot Kiss Union Jack Denim Skirt and a White Crop top that showed a little midriff and a was cut on the top so it came off of one of my shoulders. I Wore a pair of white flip-flops. I knew my appearance changed but I want to see just how much talking to the mirror help change me altogether.