Title: Solstice
Author: marjorie16
Fandom: Twilight
Summary: This is a story mid New Moon. Edward leaves Bella. Bella befriends Jacob. The werewolves kill Laurent BUT Victoria gets passed the werewolves and bites Bella. What will Edward do when he finds out? What will happen to Bella? And Jacob, what will the best friend do?

Laurent: "...but if you knew what she had planned for you, Bella..."

Well, what if you did?

* Third person POV

Those chocolate-brown eyes stared at him in wonder. No, it was not wonder, it was fear. She was frightened of him. Who wouldn't be? he was a monster. It angered him that the word was not only appropriate physically. He was undoubtedly a monster by failing to save his best friend from a vampire. A female one at that.

Jacob Black sat on the shore at First Beach contemplating the last time he had seen Bella Swan. It was the day he killed his first vampire. Typical of Bella to go off alone on the same wild adventure to search for her magical meadow. More typical for her to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Some vampire just happened to pass by and spots her. Easy kill. Typically Bella.

It was a good thing that the pack was on guard that time. She was saved at least. But not for long...

That night, he decided to tell her the truth: he was a werewolf, a monster. But also, that he was human (well, most of the time). He was a man. As such he was a slave to his emotions. He couldn't take the fact that he was hurting her and the fact that even though he could put an end to it, he couldn't act. he was told, no, commanded not to spill the damned beans. But he had to make it better. He just can't keep hurting her. Bella just needed to take a hint. he had already told her the legends the first time they met. She just had to make the connection. And he could give her that.

He knew something was wrong the minute the wind shifted in his direction as he went to Bella's house that night. There was a vampire. He ran as fast as he could through the thick forest. The redhead was carrying an unconscious Bella over her shoulder. She smelled her surely. He ran faster in an attempt to overtake her.

He was the hunter.

They ran for hours until he sensed that they were not alone. The redhead casually halted five miles away from him. He stopped too. And then, one by one eight vampires appeared. They launched forward for his throat.

Suddenly, he was the hunted.

"Jacob," Sam's low voice interrupted his reverie.

"What?!"

"The Cullens are back."

* * *

She was ravenous.

Fifty-four days, seventeen hours and thirty-three seconds. She had been counting. Apparently, no one had bothered to leave a pack of Bicycles for her to occupy herself with in her prison. She had kicked and punched the west wall since day one and yet, there seems to be just soil everywhere. So, that left nothing else to do except sit down in one corner and concentrate on anything besides food.

Like, memories.

She remembered everything now. Not much to do anyway. Victoria had kidnapped her. About two weeks of torture later, he turned her into a vampire. Mate for mate. Maybe she thought that an eternity of solitude and thirst was punishment enough. That was what happened to Victoria. At least, not the last part anyway. Ridding James left her to face eternity alone. Well, she didn't have to bother. Even before, Bella was already alone forever.

Sure, she had started "living" again, sort of. She had made friends with Jacob. That didn't turn out right. He had avoided her with some silly excuse of mono. Puh-lease.

But, she knew that no matter who came into her life. That bronze-haired boy with the charming smile would always have her heart. Forever...

He didn't want her heart, though. Her heart wasn't good enough. She wasn't good enough.

Sitting here in a dark empty room with no windows and doors would have been the perfect revenge, she thought. But she was not Edward's mate. Not anymore. Maybe, not even at all. Funny how that simple acknowledgment hurt her more than her burning throat.

This was what she originally wanted anyway. She wanted to become a vampire.

No. Not really.

What she really wanted was to spend forever with the man she loved. But, what good is that man if he did not love her the same way?

She sighed in the darkness. She had no prince charming to rescue her, to love her or even to kiss her goodnight. Not anymore.

Maybe this was why she was in here. Because she had been too much of a romantic to think that he would always be there for her.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Such a stupid lamb!

A lamb. That was why she was here. Because she's the weakest link. Because she's Louis Lane. And because she's little blush queen who bright and perky and absolutely unable to protect herself from immortal psychos. She had always been the damsel-in-distress. Then and now.

But not any longer.

She stood up and let the animal in her out. She screamed and kicked and punched the walls of her prison. More soil came out. Thank god she didn't need to breathe.

Revenge is near.

"Just keep digging," she told herself.