Surely You Were Meant To Be Mine

Chapter 4

"Paul, put me down."

"No."

"Paul. I mean it!"

"Nope."

"Paul. Freaking put me down!"

"Never."

"Paul! I'll freaking murder you! Will you put me down?"

"Nu-uh."

"Paul! If you don't fucking put me down right now, I'll…"

"No way. What the heck will you do?"

"I'll…I'll…I'll tell Rachel on you!"

"As if she could do anything."

"We'll see about that, Paul. RACHEL!"

Rachel Black sighed from where she sat in Bella's kitchen, feeling like slamming her head on the table repeatedly. She had heard Paul and Bella entire conversation, and although it was funny, Rachel couldn't bring herself to share the humour. She wasn't feeling good. She wanted to puke. She didn't even bother to respond. All she really wanted to do was go home and curl up in bed in her favourite pj's. However, she couldn't do that. Life was unfair.

The living room had turned into a bona fide party. Everyone was dancing and sharing food and drink, without a care in the world. Bella's huge stereos were blasting loud dance music, and everyone had seemingly forgotten what had happened earlier.

Paul had been attempting to take Bella's mind off Jacob, by picking her up apparently. Rachel felt herself smile. Even though she felt in poor health, Paul had inadvertently made her smile with his bizarre techniques to put people in good spirits.

The incident with Seth and his scheme that everyone was getting so keyed up to hear? Yeah, it never occurred, Seth never got a chance too. Surprisingly, Sam had called him and Leah to La Push, because the Elders had wanted them there. Sam wouldn't tell anyone why The Elders had been called, evidently, it was a secret. Sam wouldn't reveal a word about it. It had something to do with spirit secrets that only Leah and Seth were allowed to know. Rachel told herself she didn't care. Nevertheless, truly, she felt hurt. She was part of the pack now. She was a mate. Why couldn't her father tell her? Didn't he trust her?

Therefore, the big build up to Seth's plan to get Bella and Jacob together had failed wretchedly. Unless, someone could think of something soon. Their impending relationship was doomed.

Ugh. Rachel wished she could doom Maisy and Jacob's relationship. Life would be so much better if Jacob and Maisy weren't together.

Sighing, Rachel scanned the kitchen, bored out of her mind and getting more nauseous by the minute. She wished Leah were here. Leah was best for confiding in. Not that she didn't have faith in Bella or Kim. Leah had been her best friend for ages. They were tight. She'd only know Bella for 2 years and Kim for three.

Whilst attempting not to die from tediousness, Rachel eyed the phone on the top shelf, where Leah had placed it before when Rachel had her rage tantrum. She rolled her eyes to herself. She wasn't sure what had possessed her to shriek into the phone like that. The fact that Maisy knew about Bella's feelings and yet claimed Jacob for herself had hit Rachel like a bullet. She had blown up inside. She couldn't control her fury.

Rachel drew her eyes away from the phone, still aimlessly scanning the kitchen. She knit her brow when she caught a glimpse of something on the counter next to the microwave. It looked like a note.

Jumping up, Rachel made her way over to the counter, an apprehensive frown still on her face. She picked up the letter/note, and was outraged at what she had found written in Bella's handwriting.

Hey guys,

It wrote this because I wanted to tell you how much you all mean to me. Yes, this applies to everyone in the pack, and their mates. Rachel. Leah. Kim. Even the Elders. Billy. Sue. Harry. And especially my dad. I love you all so much, and I'm sorry I had to go.

I can see there is no place for me here, and no matter what happens, I will never fit in with you guys. I feel like I butted in. I feel like I destroyed the family you made for yourselves. I don't belong with you. All I am is a weenie little pale face, amongst you many Quileute's. Goodness, I'm even paler than my dad. Ha-ha.

You, I think I'm probably going to miss Jacob and Maisy the most. Not that I won't miss the pack and everyone else. Jacob, Maisy, you were my best friends. You stuck with me through thick and thin. Now, you're dating…and I'm just a third wheel.

I'm sorry you guys. I really sorry with all my heart. However, Fork and La Push isn't the place for me. I'm moving back to Phoenix with my mother. I hope you all live happy lives.

Paul, I hope you kill as many leeches as you can. Remember my challenge?

Quil, Embry, I'll never forget your jokes. Keep smiling, and laughing.

Seth, Jared, The sweetest guys I've ever met. Keep loving, don't forget me.

Rachel, Leah, Kim, thank you for being the greatest besties a girl could ever have.

Sam, we didn't get along in the beginning, but I hope you treasure our friendship

Finally. Jacob and Maisy: Thank you for making me the person I am today, I love you both. I hope you're happy together.

Sincerely

Bella Swan x

Rachel had gone anesthetized as she read the words of the letter. She couldn't believe it. How could Bella do this? How could she plan to leave like that? How?

Anger and fury rolled through her. Rachel was now pissed. She was pissed at Bella for not opening her heart to them enough to help her. She was going to give Bella Swan a piece of her mind. She was done with playing games.

Rachel knew the entire blameworthiness wasn't on Bella, as she had been caught up in this trap. Maisy was the mastermind. Maisy was the spider and Bella was the fly. She had trapped Bella in the middle of her web, breaking her down piece by piece. Rachel felt revolted by the fact that Maisy had once been her friend. Friends don't do this to other friends!

Her mind swimming with surreal ideas, Rachel began to piece a plan together. It was perfect. And hopefully it would work.

She was still irritated at Bella, but not enough to hate her. Rachel hoped with her soul that this plan went well. Because if it did. Jacob would see Maisy for what she really is.

Bella's living room was noiseless. Everyone was seated on the couches in absolute silence. The music was now switched off, and all the refreshments had been put away. The party was over. The mood was gone. The atmosphere was overwrought. Only one resonance filled the room. The sound of Bella's sobbing.

Just minutes ago, Rachel had entered the living room, and had pulled the plug out of the secret, to turn everyone's attention towards her. Everyone had been confused, however Bella had gotten stiff. She had frozen, watching the letter in Rachel's hand. Bella realized Rachel had read it. She knew Rachel was angry.

Presently, Rachel had given the letter to Paul, who had read it audibly. Everyone had been stunned. And that was when this melancholic silence had begun.

Bella was aware everyone was waiting for her to explain. She hated herself for not being resilient. Because her stupid resolve had collapsed and Bella had broken down in tears. As she finally found the will to speak again. She glanced around the room, and saw nothing but betrayal and sadness on their faces. Her heart shattered once again.

"The letter means nothing guys." Bella stated; her voice rough with emotion. "I wrote it a while ago, somewhere last week. I don't feel that way now." Bella informed them lamely, hoping she sounded convincing.

"It's not that." Quil muttered, almost inaudibly, looking betrayed. "It's the fact you don't trust us."

Bella's eyes widened in shock. Anything but that. "I trust you! I trust you guys more than my own life! I don't trust me! I'm not enough. I never will be!" Bella gasped and slapped a hand over her mouth at her involuntarily confession. Darn her big mouth!

"You need more confidence in yourself Bella. Stop putting yourself down!" Kim reprimanded with frustration, a frown on her face. "Why do you think that Bella? You have no reason too!" Kim's voice had raised at least 20 octaves.

"Obviously. I'm not enough. I can't make the one I love want me." Bella grumbled to herself bitterly, her eyes burning holes into the carpet.

"I am done! That's it!" Rachel screeched, jumping up and marching over to Bella. "I swear on my fucking life that I will get you and my brother together, even it's the last fucking thing I do!"

Bella blinked repeatedly, shocked at how vehemently Rachel had stated this. She wanted to have faith in her, she really did. But, Bella was still apprehensive nonetheless. What if something went wrong and Jacob hated her? It was one of the things she panicked about the most.

"Fine. Rachel. What are you going to do?" Bella doubted Rachel had anything. Seth had gone to La Push and had taken his plan along with him. And Bella was all out of ideas.

"Yeah, Rach. Whatcha got?" Embry raised an eyebrow at her, clearly believing she had nothing.

Rachel's eyes sparkled in a way Bella had never seen them before. She looked really energized. "Well. I say: we show Jacob and Maisy the letter."

Everyone frowned in confusion, exchanging perplexed looks. Was Rachel okay in the head?

"What good will that do?" Quil questioned, scratching his head.

"Yeah. I'm not leaving." Bella endorsed in perplexity. "Not anymore."

Rachel rolled her eyes, sighing. "To make them feel sorry idiot. You have to face them sometime soon and you need a reason for that…the reason could be that you were leaving and didn't know how to break it to them."

"Huh. That's actually good." Embry looked beyond bewildered.

Bella was sure Rachel felt insulted when she glared at him, and slapped him at the back of his head. Embry pouted and made a face, mumbling something under his breath.

Paul chuckled and pulled Rachel to him in a hug. "That's my lovely smart lady." He sounded proud of her, grinning profusely.

In the intervening time, Jared had been deep in thought the instance Rachel had revealed her idea. A plan had additionally begun to brew in his mind. It was something that could be supplementary to Rachel's plan to make it even more enhanced.

"Hey guys…" He drew everyone's attention to him, and they all turned, studying him with bated breath. "Maisy and Jacob aren't at home are they?"

"No. they've gone out. Remember?"

"Yeah. Well. The way we are all gathered here is like a party…so, why can't it be a going away party for Bella?" Jared recommended, scrutinizing the room. "Well not really, but they don't have to know that and we can get Bella to their home numbers and inform them about the party. Since they are not there. They will miss it."

"Oh my god! Wow! Jared, that's perfect!" Rachel squealed, looking ready to bounce up and down on her feet.

"But don't they have cell phones?" Bella jogged their memory, feeling strangely lethargic and weirdly eager.

"Oh yeah…I forgot. Damn!" Rachel sighed, looking irritated and disillusioned.

"Well…yeah they do…but not with them…I kinda sorta stole something I shouldn't have…"

Every head revolved in Quil's direction. H was looking shamefaced, culpable and bizarrely pleased with himself. He grinned and went over to the refreshment bag, pulling out an intricately sequined purse. It was Maisy's purse.

He opened it and pulled out Maisy's cell phone. Holding it up in the air as if it was a trophy.

"Yes. Yes. Yes! Quil. I love you!" Like a made women, Rachel raced over to Quil and pulled him into a huge hug, harshly cutting off his air. She squeezed him once more and kissed his cheek, pulling out of the hug and snatching the cell of him. "YES!"

"I think I need to sit down…" Quil looked flushed, and his eyes were dazed. He collapsed on to the couch, his tanned cheeks turning a shade darker.

Paul glowered at him intensely, a permanent scowl looking etched on his face. As Bella examined him, she became conscious of the fact that she had seen this exact same look on Jacob's face when Quil had held her hand on the beach when he had gotten ketchuped. No... He couldn't have been jealous…Could he have? Bella's heart began to pound furiously.

"What about Jacob's phone?" Kim asked, her eyes twinkling with anticipation. She really wanted to get this plan started. Even though she was more welcoming to Maisy than everybody else. She wanted Jacob and Bella together. She believed they did belong together.

"It's dead. I broke the charger the other day when I was at Jacob's house. I know for a fact that he hasn't got it charged yet." Quil stated with an impish smile, perceptibly avoiding Paul glare as he grinned at everyone else.

"OMG! This is perfect!" She gushed. Rachel had gone beyond excitement now. She was grinning wildly, her eyes were almost fanatical.

"Whoa. Rach. Chill! I swear you are even more excited than Bella is, and it's her relationship we are fixing." Paul drew attention to, finally dropping his grudge with Quil and smirking now.

"Come one people. Let's get busy. Bella. Come on, call their house numbers and let's turn this place into a real party!" Embry hollered, grabbing hold of Bella and spinning her around.

"I have a bad feeling about this." Bella murmured, feeling dizzy as she escaped Embry's grasp and sat down on the couch beside Quil. She felt exhausted and wanting to fall asleep.

"Ugh. Bella you have a bad feeling with everything. Trust your instincts sometimes." Rachel scolded her, her exhilaration beginning to simmer down.

"I trust my instincts, and they're telling me this could end up bad. Very bad." Bella responded. She had a feeling in her stomach that this would not end up well. Something was about to go wrong. She knew it.

Jacob sighed and got into his truck, resting his forehead against the wheel, his eyes closing briefly. His hands had curled into knuckles at his sides, and he suppressed the urge to phase in the car, and run without restraint in the vicinity woods.

His chest ached painfully. Like there was something missing. He felt vacant. Desolate. Strangely, blank? He couldn't explain it. But he knew why.

Bella.

He hadn't seen Bella in over 2 weeks. Since that infamous night on the beach, it was like she had vanished. She had been avoiding him. He knew it. She had been ignoring his phones calls. She'd made it clear that she didn't want to see him. But he wanted to see her. He missed her dearly. Nothing was the same without her.

Maisy had tried to reassure him that nothing was wrong and that Bella was just being stubborn. Yes, he knew Bells was stubborn, but he could tell something was definitely wrong. But, once again, Maisy had waved it off as it was nothing. Seriously, she was bitch at times.

UGH. Maisy was the last person on his mind right now. She was the reason he was sitting in the car alone. She had pissed him off, and he had stormed off to his car and she had stormed off to her own. Now, here he was, still seated in his fucking car.

It was times like these he hated Maisy. He absolutely detested her right now. She really needed to watch her mouth. Nevertheless, Jacob couldn't force Maisy to piss off, he needed her help. Hell, she was the only person that could help him.

Groening, Jacob started up the engine, and began making his way home. He needed a long night's rest then he could figure out what to do tomorrow.

The house was empty when he returned. Billy was still at the council meeting, and Rachel was probably at Paul's or some friend's house. She was rarely home. Inhaling and exhaling deeply Jacob flopped down on the couch, switching on the TV.

As he watched, his attention was diverted. His mind was focused on Bella and why she was acting so strangely. He frowned; pain panged his chest at the thought of Bella. This was really strange for Jacob as his wolf was in pain too. Why was this happening?

Whilst he was confused, his landline beeped to indicate he had a message. Sighing, he strolled over to the phone and played the message on loudspeaker, assuming it was Maisy who may be apologizing or Rachel who could have phoned to say she was staying elsewhere. Jacob didn't care really.

Turned out, the message was not Rachel or Maisy. It was Bella.

His eyes widened, and he almost dropped the phone in hurriedness of hearing Bella's sweet voice again. He had missed her too much for words.

"Hi Jake…I don't know if you're home, but, I'm having a party…I know right…it's weird for me, the party is tonight actually…please come. It's um…it's my going away party…yes I'm leaving. I'm sorry. Bye."

Holy shit! Jacob felt himself go blunt and deaden as he comprehended Bella's words. He felt like he was hyperventilating. His heart would not slow down. It was getting faster by the minute. It was taking on the speed of sound.

Grabbing his jacket, and switching the TV off. He was out the door and on his motorcycle within seconds. He needed to get to Bella, and fast.

Hi guys! I'm baaaaacckkk!

I really hope you liked this! It's not a funny as the others, but the next chapter gonna be serious because Jacob is going to Bella's. What do you think is going to happen? Do you want Maisy to be there or not? Tell me in a review! I'm sorry it's not as long as my usual ones.

I'm sorry for updating so late, my father had a heart attack just recently, and I haven't had time to come online. He's okay though :D

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