"Did he hurt you again¸ Bella?" Edward growled, stepping towards Jacob.
"No," I meekly shook my head, "He just scared me."
"That's good enough for me!" He shouted, and then punched him across the face. Jacob fell onto the floor and Edward shoved his body into Jake. He flew across the room with a quick blow to the stomach, and landed into the wall, causing a large dent to be created. The pieces of the wall crumpled around his body.
This was enough!
They were going to kill someone! Or worse, each other!
I went to stand up to stop Edward, who was walking towards him, preparing to make his next move.
"Edward, please." I moaned, bending over in an attempt to make my stomach stop burning with pain. I grabbed onto his arm, and he stopped dead in his tracks and turned, staring at me. "Edward, stop." I groaned. I was in a ridiculous position. My butt was in the air, and I was hunched over like an old lady who just had back surgery.
"You're dead to me, Cullen!" I heard Jake yell, and then I was gone from Edward's side, and the cold, hardwood floor met my body as I slammed into the closet door. I whimpered in pain.
I felt worse than before. My back, my stomach, my head, and my legs hurt, and I couldn't move anything.
"BELLA!" Edward yelled; the terror was thick in his voice. I could hear Edward's bedroom door open, and Alice's pixie gasp. A growl was heard, and then another boom followed, but I didn't dare open up my eyes.
"Bella, Bella, get up." A large, cold hand was on my shoulder, and I opened my eyes.
"Emmett." I whispered, and he smiled at me.
"Can you move your legs?"
I shook my head negatively, and suddenly, his body was being shoved into mine, and I cried out in pain as I heard a bone crack.
Hot tears fell down my cheeks.
That was not good.
Emmett's body was gone, and I heard a howl of a wolf, and another crash coming. I winced as my head started throbbing even harder then before, my chest burning with every breath of air I took, and my stomach felt as if it was on fire.
"Emmett." Edward said, his velvet voice ringing in the air like a church bell. "Get her to Carlisle. Take her to the hospital. Take the Volvo." Jake started his run towards me, but Edward shoved him away. This time, Jake ran into the couch, which slid against the hardwood with a loud, piercing squeak, and into the wall. I hollered out as my headache got unbelievably worse. The tears continued to fall down my face, and I pulled my head towards my chest.
That wall was not going to look pretty in the morning.
And neither was I.
"No." I managed to spit out as Emmett wrapped his arms around my limp body.
"I have to listen to Edward! I have to take you to the hospital! Carlisle can help you!"
"No." I demanded, the tears continuing to streak down my face.
"Why not? Bella, come on! Please!" The panic in his words was evident, but I had to stand by Edward; I'd hurt him enough.
"Emmett! Hurry up!" Edward's impatient voice came through, and I gazed lovingly at him. I couldn't leave him.
"She won't let me take her!" He cried, the terror rising in his words.
"Bella, love, let him take you!"
"No. Just you. Only you! Edward, please."
"I don't have…" Edward started, but then let out a growl as Jake inched closer towards me. Alice had to move out of the way, for Jake's body went crashing into the other wall before he crumpled onto the ground.
"Edward!" I whimpered out.
"NO!" Edward growled. The sound of his voice was not what I wanted to hear. And with that, Emmett's cold hands were replaced by warm ones.
He dashed out of the window and over the roof. His feet made clapping sounds as he ran across the wood.
I could hear a loud growl, and the person carrying me tripped up over his feet, but he didn't hit the ground. I certainly would have.
"Give her back." He growled, but the kidnapper didn't answer. I didn't even dare to try and open my eyes, I had a pretty good idea of who it was already. The cold night wind nipped at my body as he jumped off of the Cullen house, the soft grass squishing beneath his feet.
I finally dared to open up my eyes, and I was only haunted by my fears.
I stared blankly up at the face of my best friend.
It was Jake.
I could feel my lips moving up and down, but no sound was coming out. What do I say? What do I do? I still hurt, and I can't kick him, I couldn't hurt him even if I wasn't hurt. I'd just hurt myself. And I don't want another broken wrist.
Finally, words came out of my mouth. And that one word made me realize that I was in fact afraid for my life, "EDWARD!" I screamed with all my might. The terror was rising faster then Emmett's, "EDWARD!"
"BELLA!" I could hear him shout back, his velvet voice lingering in the air.
If I could punch Jake, I would, but I couldn't. My ribs were definitely broken…again. It was amazing I could still even talk, much less scream. My body felt limp and weak in his arms as he continued to run through the woods. I was immobile, and I did not like it.
Finally, he stopped and set me down on a rock. My body slumped, for I couldn't sit up, and I'd never felt so much pain. Why couldn't Edward have just bitten me? It would have been less pain for me to endure. I even felt worse then I did when James attacked me.
"Jake. Please, let me go back to Edward." The previous tears were already dried to my skin, creating a pasty feeling. The tears welled up in my eyes, and I wanted nothing but to be in Edward's arms, not on the forest floor, the dirty leaves under me, and the crawly bugs all around.
"No. You're ours now." His voice was rough, and I stared up at him. This wasn't the Jacob I knew. This wasn't the Jacob I loved.
"What happened to you?" I asked, and he didn't say anything.
He bent down next to me and lifted up my chin with one finger. I couldn't protest, and I just stared at him; the position was rather uncomfortable.
His brown eyes bore into mine, and the anger was fierce. I didn't know if the anger came from the fight with Edward, or if it came from something that I did, but either way, it still scared me.
He angrily shoved his warm lips against mine; they were soft, yet hard against my own, and I gasped. It hurt, but he continued to kiss me. He finally broke away, and I could breathe again. I let out ragged breathes, but he didn't seem to notice. The anger still burned in his eyes as he brought my lips up to his again, "I love you, Bella." He said between kisses, and then the burning sensation and his finger that was holding up my chin were both gone. My head slumped back down so that it was lying on the ground.
I stared at his mud covered shoves, and I felt a droplet of water fall onto the bare part of my back where Edward's shirt had ridden up. I shivered, and stared up at Jacob's stone face.
"Stay here." He commanded, and then he was gone. It continued to pour, and I was lying on dirty leaves, the mud running under my body. I whimpered.
"Edward…please." I muttered, desperately to nothing. The darkness started to overcome my eyes, and the cold rain was still pounding on my body. "I…hurt…" I whispered.
Edward Cullen was right. Jacob Black was not a nice guy.
That was my last thought before I slipped into unconsciousness.
This is probably my shortest chapter, so sorry about that guys...I hope you like it. I don't really know what I think of it. Meh, just review!