OK, so here's a thought! Maybe I should do the next chapter in Jacob's POV! What do you guys think? I've never done that before, but I'm sure I could! Thanks for the kind reviews! Oh, and just a question, someone said my story was a bit confusing? Do you all think it is? Just wondering. And NOOO FOR THE LAST TIME - BELLA DOES NOT GET BACK WITH EDWARD!
"Bella," Edward was standing in the meadow. Our meadow. He was moaning my name, though his back was to me and he was on his knees. Something in front of him was keeping him occupied. I ran in his direction, stopping about two feet from his body.
"Edward, I love you!" He laughed, sounding distant and not quite himself. He gradually turned to face me, face sparkling like a trillion diamonds were super glued to his snow-white skin. Slowly, he smiled, revealing blood covered teeth.
"What are you doing?"I yelled, and looked up at the sky. The beautiful blue was quickly being covered with black clouds, taking away the light, stealing the prisms of light that were being tossed by my former love's face. He stood, and Jacob was curled in fetal position, shaking like an earthquake. His neck was covered in blood, pooling around his now tiny body.
I bent next to him, and Edward stood above me, watching. I leaned down and pressed my hands to his chest. Leaning even more, I pressed my lips against his gently. When I pulled away, I licked my lips, tasting something similar to candy…
"What is happening to me?" I flipped my hands over and realized they were covered in even more blood. To my surprise, I brought them to my mouth, sucking on each finger. The taste was intoxicating, like sugar.
I looked up at Edward. He was smiling the bloody smile, and the sky was fading back to the pretty blue. I glanced to my right at the random mirror placed beside us. I saw Edward first; he was shining again. Followed by seeing my own reflection which was shining just the same, just like a trillion diamonds…
I was a vampire.
I woke from the dream with a start, and much to my surprise, everyone was surrounding my bed, staring at me with looks of alarm scattered across all five faces. Afraid to speak, I put my hands up and shrugged, as if to say, "What?"
"Bells, were you having bad dream or something?" Charlie gently pushed his way closer to me.
"Yeah, but how did you-" The movements of my lips caused tear jerking pain, making the rest of my injuries ache as well. My hand flew to my lips and I gently squeezed my eyes shut.
"You were screaming like a maniac!" Alice cut me off. I shot her a look.
"I'm fine, just a bad dream, I promise." No one looked sure of my answer. I tried to open my mouth wider, to raise my voice, but winced as the pain overtook my face once again. In reaction, my hand flew to my mouth. I tried to speak again, this time only opening my mouth a sliver.
"What happ-" Charlie couldn't hear what actually happened. Damn, he was going to have to leave.
"Dad, could you please go get me something to drink?" He nodded quickly and went for the door. "Jacob, go with him and stall for time." I whispered, but I couldn't look at Jacob. He knew that Edward was back. He was keeping secrets.
Once Charlie and Jacob were out of the room and the door was shut, Sam began talking.
"I know you're probably wondering what happened since you've been off and on awake for three days after your surgery and-" I cut him off abruptly. I didn't even remember anything since the fight at Emily's house.
"First of all, three days? Second, I can obviously tell I had surgery, I have bandages covering my whole damn face and I've been sliced." He looked at me with damage from the situation in his eyes.
"Yes, two days. And I know, it has to hurt to have all those cuts and deep wounds. You will have scars, so says Dr. Cullen." He was extremely calm, and so were the vampires.
"Ok, question one," I try to push myself to sit up, but fail and fall back. "How the fuck did I end up like this? And question two- when can I go home?"
"You'll have to ask Carlisle when you can go home. He has to check out your condition when he comes in about thirty minutes. And…I don't think I should be the one to answer the other question." Edward answered for Sam. I was extremely angry with him, but felt comfort after sleeping with his hand in mine. It was almost like the cool sensation helped me.
"Then who should I ask?" Right as I raised my voice the loudest it had been, Jacob and Carlisle walked in; Jake holding a water bottle, Carlisle holding a clipboard.
"Ah, Bella," Jacob sat in the chair Sam had once occupied and Carlisle came to stand next to me. "How are you feeling?"
"Awful! I can't open my mouth without ripping it open, my face feels like it's being run over by an eighteen wheeler, and I feel like I belong in a tomb in Egypt!" My emotions were pouring out of my mouth in blab form. "Oh yeah, and no one will tell me what happened!" Instantly, like a reaction, everyone looked at Jake out of the corner of their eyes.
"Damn." He slammed the bottle on the small table and stormed out of the room. I was surprised to see him so angry about what happened.
"Well, anyway, tell me Bella, anything unusual going on?" I laughed sarcastically.
"Hell yes. Just not medically, Carlisle." I genuinely tried to smile at him. "Can I get up and walk?" I looked at the IV attached to my arm.
"Of course, just let me undo your IV here, and you're good to go." He patted me on the shoulder before hurriedly leaving the room. When I struggle to get up, Edward was at my side immediately, helping me to stand. My legs are a bit wobbly from lying down and the meds, but I could walk. I make my way outside to the hall, only to find Jake a little ways down the hall, sitting against the wall.
"Jacob Ephraim Black" I slide down the wall to sit next to him, holding my hospital gown to the bottom of my thighs. "What on earth is the matter?" He looks up at me and tears are rolling down his deep colored cheeks.
"I fucking did this to you. I fucking do everything to you! I keep hurting you! I need to stop making promises, because I only break them." He did what to me.
"What did you do to me?" I, out of reaction, reached up to stroke the material of the bandage, everything clicking. "Whoa, wait- you're the one who…scratched me?"
"The word scratch is an understatement, Bella." He reached his own hand out to place it on top of mine. "I practically ripped your face off. And you don't heal like the rest of us do. You have no idea how sorry I am." He stood and left me sitting.
"Where are you going?" I asked as he started to walk down the hallway. I jogged to catch up to him, but slipped on a wet spot. Luckily, he reached out and caught his hand around my back before I hit the floor. Damn janitors not putting up the 'Caution, wet!' sign. He put me back on my feet and took my sore face in his hand gently.
"I don't know, Bells. I can stand to look at you with half of your face covered and scarred because of what I did. I'll be back." He kissed my forehead tenderly before turning again.
"Jacob," I called, but he kept walking, wiping his face. He was crying again. "Jake, please! Wait! Don't leave me right now!" I raised my voice the loudest it would possibly go, but he didn't even turn around. He was shaking with sobs. Why was he leaving me at the hospital? For the last time, I hoped, I put my hand over my face and began to cry my own tears. Another overly warm hand was on my shoulder, and I turned to see Sam with pity in his eyes. Without thinking, I put my face in his chest and he wrapped his muscular arms around me. My knees gave out, but this time, it was cold hand that held me up.
"Edward?" I took my face out of my wet hands and looked up at the face that had inhabited both my dreams and nightmares.
"Yes, Bella?"
"Is he really going to come back?" I could hear Sam breathing deeply, as if afraid to hear the answer himself.
"He know he can't run away from his mistakes, but he feels horrible, Bella. He loves you so much, but can't bring himself to accept the fact that he messed up." He wrapped his arms around me as a new set of sobs took over my body. I started to shake, and Sam put another reassuring hand on my back.
"Sam," I choked from my hiding place in Edward's arms. "I don't want to be a werewolf anymore. I'm going to stop phasing." Hell, I could only phase when I was mad anyway.
"That's perfectly fine, Bella. It's your decision." I smiled at his kind words and pulled away from Edward's arms. I yawned at closed my eyes, leaning against his shoulder instead. Knowing I was tired, he swept his arm behind my knees, putting me in his arms. He carried me back to the room and into my small bed, Sam trailing behind. I had only been a wolf for maybe a week and a half, and I was already going to quit. Boy, that had to be a record.
"Bella, I'm going to go home, but I'll see you tomorrow, OK?" I nodded at Alice, who was on her way out.
"Me too, I'll drive Charlie home." Sam waved his goodbyes, leaving only Edward and I in the hospital room.
"I love Jacob so much, Edward," I began, speaking more into my pillow than to him. "But I love you too, I will always will, no matter how much I deny it. You were my first love, and they say that first loves stay forever." The words just fell off my tongue. I didn't even know I said them until I heard Edward's low laugh.
"As I will always love you, Bella." He kissed my forehead, and I reached for his hand. He took it gladly, and I realized that he was always going to be in my heart, jerk or not.
After long hours of sleeping, I woke to a bright light coming through the window, and an empty chair beside me.
"Finally awake, Bella?" The sweet voice of Carlisle came from the opposite side of the bed, and I rolled over to look at him. I nodded. "You can go home today. Charlie is down in the lobby waiting." I got out of the bed, surprised at how short of time I was in the hospital. "But the bandages can't come off for two more weeks." I sighed; school was going to be fun with gigantic scars on my face.
"Alright, if you say so, I trust you Carlisle." He smiled and handing me some papers to sign. I thanked him for his kindness and started to walk out of the room, now in my jeans and t-shirt.
"You have to go down in a wheelchair." I ran my hands through my hair and sat in the chair, secretly hating today. The bandages had shrunk, a least. They weren't around my whole head, just taped on my face. The texture of the gauze gave me a weird feeling, but I better get used to it. When the wheelchair finally got outside the doors, the cruiser was parked in front in front of me. Charlie got out and helped me in the passenger seat, though I didn't need it.
"Thanks for the help, dad." I told him once I had waved goodbye to Carlisle and we were on the road. I missed Jacob.
"No problem, Bells." He glanced at my bandaged face and gripped the wheel a little tighter. It was beginning to rain, and the slight, early warmth of the wake of summer was going to be arriving soon. I could picture Jake, lounging in the sand at La Push, in all his manly glory. Then I could see myself beside him, face covered in deep scars, pale and insecure.
"Are you alright?" He noticed my sudden zone out, and jabbed his thumb out his window. "You don't want to get your stuff wet, so you can get the umbrella out of the glove compartment, if you like." I nodded, bringing back the natural silence. The compartment door squeaked as it opened, and I made a mental note to get Jacob to fix it for me. That was, of course, if he wanted to be around my ugly face anymore. I could forgive him for hurting me, because it was partially Edward's fault for setting him off and coming here. But he overreacted. I was going to live. They were just scratches compared to some injuries I've faced before.
I sighed in relief when we pulled up into the driveway. Despite the pouring rain, ran to the house and went inside the unlocked door. Since when does Charlie not unlock the door? I thought to myself. Maybe Jacob was here.
The house was in total darkness. Coming out of the small front hall, I made my way to the living room to turn on the light, when I heard a movement coming from inside the room. Was there a burglar in our house?! I raced to the light switch and flipped it as fast as I could. When the light filled the room, I realized it was not longer empty.
"Surprise!" The crowd that was scattered around the room jumped and screamed in my arrival. I glanced quickly at everything, from the banner that read 'Welcome Home, Bella!' to the many faces that I recognized. There was Billy, Sam, Emily, Seth, Embry, Paul, Sue Clearwater, Alice, Edward, Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Mike, Angela, Eric, to my astonishment - Jessica, and even Leah lurking in the corner. But the one person I wanted to see wasn't here.
Where the hell was Jacob?
I sure did use a lot of cursing in this chapter....maybe I'll cut down on that. But if it's in Jacob's POV....then I'm afraid I won't be able to ;)