Molly sat silently in her room, it didn't keep the noises from inside of the house away though. It was clear that Bella was struggling. She was undergoing the change from human to vampire that Molly knew all too well herself. For some it took days, others months, to overcome the agony and pain of the transition was an incredible feat. The important thing was that Bella was saved though. She seemed to be changing normally, although it was painful. In the end, it was Edward himself that was able to do the task.
At this point, Molly Cullen felt lost. She didn't know what to do, or what she could do. The ordeal with Bella was not her issue directly, nor did she know much about it. Molly had never gotten to meet Charlie, Phil, or Rene before the wedding last night. She wondered how Jacob was pulling through this all too. Although almost as hard as stone, all of her body ached. She wanted to see Jacob. She knew he was hurting and she couldn't be there for him, which was about the worst punishment of all.
She had a decision to make, sneak off to La Push, or stay with the Cullen's, leaving Jacob to do God knows what. Jacob had always seemed a bit dramatic to her, but even she couldn't guess the magnitude of turmoil that Jacob's conscience was feeling right at that moment.
Jacob sat alone in his room, weeping. 'It's not very manly to weep,' he thought to himself, 'it's also not like a man to kill one of his best friends though. Bells, Bella, Isabella Swan. My friend. How could I be so blind?' For the past several hours, he had went on and on like this. In his heart, Jacob too had a decision. His love for Molly was a deep one, but so was his guilt for what he assumed was Bella's death.
Options. He had turned them all over in his mind. He could not go back to Forks now, not after that. It'd be too painful and too dangerous. He could wait for Molly to come to him, but he didn't expect or want that much respect. As for other options, well they were far too gruesome for even his mind to agree with.
Molly hopped into her yellow mustang, a possible mistake, or a possible solution. Molly wrinkled her forehead, she couldn't decide which of the two it was yet. The speedometer sped up to 120 as she raced off to La Push. She knew Jacob would be in dire need of someone, anyone right now. He'd have a gaping hole that even the courageous Billy Black couldn't fill for him.
Molly barley had turned off the ignition before she was at the front door of the Black home. She knocked frantically. "Billy? Jacob? Jake? Please, please answer me!" She knocked harder and harder. After much frantic tapping, Billy Black opened the door, looking distraught. His face was pale and sad.
"Where's Jacob? Is he here?" Molly questioned.
Billy only shook his head. "Bella…" he sighed.
"Bella?" Molly inquired.
"Jacob felt responsible, and now look… Bella, she's dead."
"Bella?" Molly inclined once again. "Bella is alive. Maybe not in your sense, but she's alive."
"Alive?" Billy's looked up as his eyes gained a shimmer of light and hope. "But Jacob said…"
"Well," Molly sighed, "Jacob was wrong, Billy. Jacob was dead wrong. Where, where is he though?"
Billy looked back down, eyes filling with sadness once more. He handed Molly a wax sealed envelope, the seal had already been broken. "For Molly." it read on the front.
You guys have no clue how much I have missed writing this. I am starting again, so I know the writing is a little rough. Gimme a little time to recover from my absense. As you might be able to tell, something big is about to happen, and well the lines have now been offically set. It's now a field of Werewolf v. Vampire. Right v. Wrong and moreover Cullen's v. Black's. Poor Molly is stuck in between it all. I hope you keep reading!!! Review and fav. me! I'll update soon!!! Thanks, = ) Britt