Author's Note: Hell to the yeah, I'm back! I'm going to try my very hardest to get out chapters once a week or so. Please forgive me for my terribly long absence. I'm sooo sorry! But I had tons to do. Thus, I was not able to put out any chapters. :'(
But as for this chapter, I just wanted to say that I know there will be many parallels with the actual book, but that's kind the only way I could think to do it. So yeah, I hope you enjoy! Read and Review for lots of LOVE! XD
Disclaimer: I will own the rights to Twilight someday! (though more likely than not, I won't). But until that day, as of this moment, I do not…unfortunately.
Chapter Six: Through Good Times and Bad
I was just finishing up a bowl of cereal when I heard a car outside. It was time to leave. I have to admit that I was not particularly in the mood to go to the movies this morning. To tell you the truth, if I hadn't promised, I would probably go hide in my closet until they went away, but promised I had. I was going to the movies.
Just then the phone rang. I debated answering, but in the end I decided it'd probably would be better to answer.
"Hello?"
"Bella? It's Jake…"
"What do you need, Jake, I'm kind of in a hurry," I pushed.
"Well, I've been feeling really bad about the whole not telling you about the Cullens thing…"
"Okay…"
His next few sentences all came out in a rush, "I just wanted to tell you why we all think everyone should stay away from the Cullens. There's an old tribal legend that supposedly says they've lived here before, hundreds of years ago. All of the tribal elders think that they're vampires, but they aren't doing anything about it because they're supposedly 'vegetarian'. They only drink animal blood. Sounds completely insane, eh Bells?" I didn't respond. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. This was insane alright! But deep down inside of me I knew they were something. They had to be. I was thinking this all through in my head when Jacob's worried voice brought me back to reality, "Bella? Oh crap, I knew I shouldn't have told her," he muttered under his breath, and then, a little louder, "Bella! Are you there?" I knew I had to say something.
"Oh sorry Jake. Yeah, I have to go, Mike and Jessica are waiting on me outside, but I'll definitely be calling you back later. I need a little more explanation than that, and you know it."
"I know," he sighed, "I'll talk to you later." Click. The line went dead. I knew that I should go outside and to the movies, but I just needed to see something first. I walked out the door and ran out to the car.
"I'm so sorry! I'm almost done. I overslept, and I'm going as fast as I can. Again, I'm really sorry."
"Don't worry about it," Mike smiled.
"Yeah, Mr. Smarty-Pants over here didn't even check the movie times. We've got more than too much time left before it starts, so we're probably just going to walk around when we get there anyways." I smiled. This was perfect. I suddenly had this nagging curiosity about vampires, and I didn't think that I could enjoy myself today without finding a few things out.
"You guys can come inside if you want. I swear I'll only be a little while." I hear an annoyed sigh from the driver's seat. Mrs. Newton and I had been on awkward terms since I decided to flat out tell Mike that "we" were never going to happen. He had at least sort of gotten over it. I had a feeling that she was more upset about it than he was. She was determined that we would be just "the gosh darn cutest pair she ever did see". I guess she still hasn't forgiven me, I thought humorously.
She parked the van in Dad's spot, and I made my way into the house, leaving the door open. When I heard it close down stairs, I decided to play friendly host and told then to make themselves at home as I ran upstairs to fabricate my getting ready. I turned on the shower and jogged to my room. My internet wasn't the fastest, so I knew that I'd need a bit of time. At least it's already up, I thought to myself. It usually took forever for it to turn on. The was up in five minutes. I opened up a search engine and typed in the word vampire.
More results than I could count popped up, and less than a quarter of them looked like anything real. And less than half of that even looked believable. I came across a web page that was called Vampires A-Z. Hmm, I thought, Looks promising.
As I scrolled through the page, I found nothing about vegetarian vampires and only one small paragraph about a vampire that swore to fight only for good. All of this was stupid of course, I found myself thinking, I don't care what he is. My mind had spoke the words before I even knew what I was doing. And then it hit me: I loved him. I had no idea what was going through my mind. I hadn't consciously made that decision, but apparently it didn't matter. My mind was made up. I think I love Edward Cullen…
I had had crushes before. Many times in fact. But nothing had ever compared to this. It was like a light bulb had just switched on in my head. I didn't even know where this all came from. It just…happened.
But I found that I liked the feeling. I was happy. I was ecstatic. I was…LATE! I had completely forgotten my guests down stairs. The shower was still running, and I was just staring dazedly at the ceiling. What was wrong with me? I jumped up and ran to my closet to find a new outfit. I couldn't very well go down the stairs in the same outfit after supposedly taking a shower. I found a pair jeans, and pulled out my favorite hoodie. I ran sneakily into the bathroom, making sure that no one was walking past the bottom of the stairs, and quickly changed into my new clothes. My hair! I thought, My hair is dry!
I ran to the shower and put some water in my hair to dampen it. I quickly turned off the faucet and took a towel to my hair. It looked shower fresh.
I ran back into my room and slid on some shoes. I was ready. I ran downstairs, and Mike, Jessica, and Mike's mother were all sitting on the couch watching T.V.
"I'm so sorry I took so long, but I'm done now," I said sheepishly. They all stood up and we made our way to the van.
We drove off towards Port Angeles and I started thinking about what Edward was doing right now. It had to be more interesting than this. I just couldn't stop thinking about him; I just couldn't stop smiling to myself. I needed to stop. Mike and Jess were going to think something was up. They were going to ask questions. I needed to distract myself by thinking about something else…Hmm…It's raining outside. There wasn't anything unusual about that. Another all-too-normal day in Washington. Well, at least it was supposed to stop raining soon.
"So, I thought that after the movie we could get something to eat, and then shop for a bit," Jess said happily.
"Shop?" Mike responded. He sounded just about as horrified as I know I was. Shopping was not my thing. I didn't like to spend money. This was just one of the consequences of being the daughter of the poor-but-hard-working town sheriff. I've never had tons of money to just go out and spend, so the whole shopping thing never really caught on. I didn't really mind, though. I had everything I needed already. What's the point in having more than you need. Let me tell you: there isn't one.
"Yeah. I'm not sure that that's something I want to do either…," I said apologetically. I could see the disappointment coat her face.
"Okay," she sighed, "Well, what do you guys want to do then?"
"We could go down to the boardwalk. It's amazing when the sun sets," Mike offered. It sounded good to me as long as the rain really did stop. As if my pleas were heard by some unseen force, the rain began to slow.
"Sounds good," I said. Jess nodded her head in agreement.
We got to Port Angeles about an hour and fifteen minutes later. The movie didn't start for another twenty minutes, so we just decided to walk around for a bit. The streets weren't crowded (surprise, surprise) and the rain still held off. The sun still wasn't showing, but that I did not mind. In my younger years, I used to love the sun, and would become close to tears every time it went away. You don't need me to tell you that I wasn't such a happy person, but that's beside the point. The point is that I got used to the rain, and now I'm rather fond of it. I just don't exactly enjoy getting soaked through and through. Which is why I practically ran screaming for shelter when the bottom fell out. But, within a matter of seconds, I was laughing and dancing in the nearly deserted streets. Jess and Mike seemed to be happy as well. They were running right along next to me. Wow, I thought, Maybe the rain isn't so bad after all.
The fun ended when we'd looped back around to the theatre. It was time for the movie.
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'AHHHHHHHHHH!!,' screamed one of the actresses on the movie screen. Wow. Look at that…there went another one…, I thought sickly.
By now my stomach was really starting to churn. Like I said before, I don't like horror movies. I don't like the blood and guts (especially the blood). Amazingly, Mike and Jessica were finding this movie funny! I felt terrible, but I just couldn't watch any more of this. I decided that I was just going to let them know that I'd be at the board walk when they got done with the movie. Yeah. That sounded like the safest this to do if I didn't want to puke.
"Hey, you guys, I think I'm going to just meet you at the board walk. This movie is just way too scary for me…"
"Aw, Bella, don't worry, we can leave early," Jess said as she motioned to get up. I didn't want to ruin their night, so I stopped her before they could make there way out of the theatre. They sat back down and continued the movie while I made my way to the exit.
It had stopped raining. The sky was still grey of course, but it just wasn't as gloomy as it was earlier. I liked it. I continued walking in the direction of the pier, and I could see the bright lights that were emanating from it. The sun was just starting to set. Jessica wasn't kidding when she had said we had too much time before the movie started. At least the board walk seemed like a much safer, non-bloody place to be.
"Hey!" I heard from right behind me. As soon as I went to turn around, a gloved hand covered my mouth. CRAP! I started screaming in vain. Like anyone could actually hear me out here, I thought frantically. The street was deserted. Everyone was either at the board walk or in the movie theatre. Why me? The guy started pulling me backwards, and I turned just enough to see a dark car parked on the side of the road about a hundred yards away. This gave me a little time to struggle. I started kicking and flailing; I even tried biting a few times. Nothing was working. I was in serious trouble, and I was losing hope the closer I got towards that car. I began kicking even harder until I felt him reach into one of his pockets.
The man put something to my throat, and I stopped moving immediately. "That's right," he said menacingly, "One more movement, one more sound, and I'm going to cut your pretty little face." I could feel my heart about jump out of my chest.
I saw a flash of light coming from in front of us, and I tried desperately to get out of his grasp. It was to no avail. He pulled me behind some bushes on the side of the road until the car had passed. No! I was so angry at him, at myself. I started to cry. I could feel the tears stream down my face. It was hopeless. I was done for.
He stayed behind the bush a moment longer to make sure the coast was clear. Just as he started to stand us up, another car pulled around the corner. He pulled me back down, waiting for the car to speed by. Please stop, I shouted in my head. The car screeched to a stop right in front of the bushes. The driver's door swung open so hard I thought it was going to fly off. I heard a menacing growl that I could only describe as monstrous. The driver's silhouette advanced so fast that I was starting to wonder if I was delirious. But suddenly, impossibly, he was there. Edward was pulling the man off of me so fast. He threw him farther than I could have thought possible, and the man got up and ran. Edward offered me his hand and all but pulled me to a silver Volvo waiting, engine running. He swung open the passenger door and I scrambled to get in. He walked to the driver's side and slammed it closed. I could see his face under the street light.
Edward looked devastatingly angry. It was terrifying yet comforting at the same time. He had saved my life. He began driving and just kept going. He was going faster and getting farther away and then he just stopped. We were on the side of the road, not two feet from a wall of trees. He rested his head against the steering wheel then and a thought popped into my head…
"Hey? Are you okay?" I asked. I had to ask because A) I was really worried about him, and B) He looked REALLY angry. As in, murderously angry…