"Carlisle's nervous." I heard, and I raised my head, staring into the eyes of two familiar faces, Jasper and Emmett.
Emmett had his arms crossed, his topaz eyes staring into mine. He was blocking out his thoughts with the Declaration of Independence translated into French. I growled, and he just stared at me, glaring. I hadn't done anything, but there was obviously something that he didn't want me to know.
Jasper stood next to Emmett, his hands placed into his pockets, looking completely relaxed. His eyes bore into mine, but they were more refreshing then the intense look that Emmett was giving me. Jasper wasn't blocking his thoughts, but emotions were running through his head.
Nervous, anxious, scared, confused.
Those were the most prominent emotions that stood out in his thoughts. The owner of them was most definitely Carlisle, which made me even more nervous.
"Is she all right?" I asked, and Jasper shrugged his shoulders. Emmett didn't bother even changing his stance. I don't think he even blinked.
"I'm not Alice, I have no idea." He stated. You're nervous. Calm down. Bella's a strong girl, I'm sure she'll be fine.
I just glared at him for a minute, and he took it back instantly. I needed to know if she was all right. I couldn't live with myself if I had let her into the hands of werewolves, causing my fiancée to lose her life.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Alice's number.
"Hello?" She asked, her perky voice came through the phone.
"Alice. Tell me she's going to be all right. Can you see anything? Anything at all?" I asked, quickly, my tone hushed, as not to let the secretary overhear.
"Sorry, Edward. I can't see anything. I haven't been able to see anything since I saw Bella's future disappear the night she got drunk."
The night she got drunk.
I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose, hoping that the horrible memories would go away.
"You haven't been able to see anything? Anything at all? For anyone?" I asked.
"Nope, nothing. A big fat zero. It's really starting to bug me that I'm blind." She pouted.
"No, there is a problem with that." I said, and then I heard Jasper cover his mouth, a small laugh being emitted through his hand. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "I'll call you later, Alice. Thank you." I said, and then hung up the phone.
The lust coming off of that secretary is unbearable, Edward. Seems like Carlisle's secretary has the hots for you.
I growled at him and then stared over at Cathy. She was staring at me, and she quickly looked back down at her paper, a bright red flushing her cheeks.
He caught me staring! He caught me staring! Ah!
I turned and glared back at Jasper, who just stood there, smiling. I then looked at Emmett, who had the same expression on his face.
"Emmett. Tell me. Now." I said, and he knew very well what I was talking about.
Before Emmett could answer though, Jasper became red alert, and his body went rigid, almost like Alice when she was having a vision. His eyes fixated through the window, into the night. I followed his gaze and let my eyes stare at the six werewolves who were formed in a 'V' formation, their eyes narrowed at the three of us as they stalked towards the hospital.
I stood up and crossed my arms, like Emmett, taking a stand next to him as he let his glare thicken on the pack.
They stopped about twenty feet in front of the entrance to the hospital; the moon light and the lamps outside were the only things that showed off their features.
Sam stood in the middle of them, two on the left side and three on the right side of him. Behind and to the left of Sam was Paul. Behind Paul was a new wolf, Seth, I believe his name was. On the right side of Sam was Jacob, followed by Embry, and then Quil, to bring up the rear. Their eyes were burning with hatred for us, and their arms were crossed, showing a glare that was almost as painful to look at as Emmett's was.
I glanced over at Emmett, who gave a small smirk, his left cheek elevating so that I could see that he was giving an evil grin. I glanced over to my left and Jasper looked just as deadly as Emmett. He didn't give an evil grin though, he just put on a poker face, and, even though I don't manipulate emotions, I could feel the giddiness that was pouring off of Jasper's body.
He was ready to get rid of these werewolves, once and for all.
Let's do it. Emmett thought, and we walked towards the door. It was automatic, and it opened up as we got close. Our shoes clicked and clacked against the pavement as we made our way out to where the wolves stood.
"Boundary line stops there, Cullen." Paul spoke up, and all three of us stopped, staring down at the invisible line that seemed to be painted across the pavement.
"I've already crossed the line once, Paul, I'm not afraid to do it again." I threatened, my voice deadly.
"We're already in war." Emmett stated, crossing his arms like the wolves. Paul let the right side of his lip turn up, and he let out a low, menacing growl. Emmett, however, ignored it, and continued, "That happened the day that dog," He shoved a finger at Jacob, "Got Bella drunk."
Damn Cullen! He needs to just step down! Can't he see that I'm stronger then him? I could take on his bony little ass any day of the god damn week, and I'd be mighty happy to do so!
I had to hide my smile at Paul's over-confidence.
"You didn't mention any of this before, while we were in the hospital room." I said, trying to keep my voice calm and smooth.
"We weren't going to fight in front of those doctors, were we? We could change into werewolves involuntarily, because we can't control our rage to destroy you bloodsuckers." Embry scowled, speaking for the first time.
"Well let's just get it out right now, eh mongrel?" Emmett asked, pushing the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows and stalking towards them as if he was going to fight.
"So you're gonna cross the boundary line now, huh Cullen? That's how it is?" Paul asked, stepping out of formation with the other werewolves. He, too, shoved his sleeves up to his elbows and took a stance as if he was ready to take on Emmett.
Emmett followed his movement, and they moved, copying each other's steps. They were both on their sides of the boundary line, but just barely. All of one mere footstep would land either one of them on the other side. They snarled at each other as they moved sideways across it. Paul's eyes flashed, and so did Emmett's, obviously lusting his blood. I could tell that Emmett was about to attack, and I moved towards Jasper.
"Calm him down." I commanded, my voice low enough for none of the werewolves, or Emmett to hear.
Jasper nodded and Emmett abruptly stopped, standing up straight and backing away. He turned around and glared at Jasper, obviously upset by his action. Paul did the same, backing away as well, and Jasper smiled that his ability could be used on werewolves as well.
"Chicken, eh, leech?" Paul asked, and Jasper sighed.
Damn, it didn't work!
"No, just warming up for when I actually beat your-" Emmett let his voice get louder.
"How is she?" Jacob interrupted, his voice booming over the others. Everyone stopped and stared at him. Sam was upset that he had ruined their 'big moment'. It was obvious that Jacob loved Bella, and I felt a ripping of various emotions that I've never felt before run through my body.
Jealousy? Envy? Edward, why are you feeling such emotions?
Yes, why was I feeling those emotions? He hadn't taken Bella away from me, and Bella had agreed to marry me, signaling that he hadn't won her heart over. Jealousy was not what I was feeling. Bella wasn't even near him; she hadn't even told him she loved him. I knew that she did, but she'd never told him that. I would know. She would have told me.
Envy was definitely not another emotion that I felt. There was nothing about Jacob Black that I should be envious about. He had nothing compared to me, and through his eyes, I had the world; I had Bella.
"Edward." Jasper's voice brought me out of my thoughts, and he was pointing towards the hospital doorway. Carlisle was running towards me, and he looked perfectly at ease. In fact, he looked rather happy. I felt my anxiousness boil over, and I felt as if Bella was well. He burst through the doorway and stopped before me.
"She's awake!"