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Chapter 18 – Plans and Actions

Bella's POV

I exited the shower, expecting Edward to still be there. It was around nine at night. Four nights ago, I had told him about my feelings for Jake. I don't think I had had a waking moment without him since. He was there when I woke up, when I made dinner, when I took showers. He had taken up residence in my home. He had invaded my privacy and kept me from seeing Jacob.

Every time I had gone to call him, Edward was there. I wondered where Charlie was lately. When I asked Edward about it, he gave me the three same excuses. He was working, he was out with Billy, or he was out at the diner. I mentioned that I would like to go with my dad to see Billy one day. He had just given me a look and changed the subject.

I wished Charlie was around… Then I could beg him to take me with him to see Jake. But for four days, he never seemed to be home. At least, not when I was awake. And I couldn't get away from Edward long enough to make a call to anyone.

I opened my door and saw him sitting on the edge of my bed, smiling and waiting for me. I had stopped acting joyous to see him. I knew he'd keep coming. And I just couldn't be happy knowing I hadn't been able to get a hold of Jacob. Because of him.

Actually, I couldn't say it was just because of him. I had been incredibly irritable lately. I was a bitchy, pissed off mess. I didn't know what had come over me.

I dropped my clothes and reached for my pjs, lying out on my dresser. Cold hands rested on my shoulders. I tried not to shudder and shy away.

"You smell incredible," he whispered in my ear. I couldn't help it this time. I jerked away and turned around to face him. His hand caressed my cheek. I looked up at him, nearly pleading for him to just leave me alone.

"Thanks," I said, then turned away. I slipped my pants on with my towel still covering me and then worked my shirt over it also. Thankfully, the hickie Jake had left on me had disappeared two days ago. I unwrapped the towel and tossed it to the floor with my dirty clothes. My room was becoming a mess. I just hadn't had the energy or will to clean up after myself.

His hands were on my hips, trying to pull me closer. I was trying to inch away. He had been like this the last two days he'd been here. I wanted to kick him horribly right now. Instead, I just brushed his hands away. I went to my bed and pulled the covers over me, turning over.

EVERY time I had tried to leave to see Jake, call Jake, THINK about Jake, Edward had been there. Every time I mentioned calling just to check on him, he'd drag me off and find something to try and take my mind off him. But my mind was never off him. He was always right there at the forefront. I felt Edward's weight rest on the bed and I curled up into a ball, close to my edge of the bed. His hands stroked over me and I shrugged a little. My back was still recovering from the slight bruising he had brought on with pushing me back against the door to my house.

The first morning I had woken up after that night, I felt like a truck had run me over. My shoulder blades were aching; my right shoulder had felt sore, and weak. Emotionally, I had been completely battered. I took enough time to ease myself out of bed and then ran down the stairs, turning the corner to get to the phone.

And there stood Edward, right in front of the phone. He had scared the shit out of me. I had yelped out.

"Morning, Bella, are you hungry?" he had asked. I had tried to hitch up a smile and nodded, glancing at the phone. I figured it wasn't worth telling him I wanted to talk to Jake. I would wait until he left.

But he never. Effing. Left. The next day, he had been there again. This time, I was slightly annoyed. It was the first day of my incredibly upset mood. He was in my room as I woke. I mentioned wanting to call Jake.

"Do you want breakfast first? Or we could go for a walk. Watch a movie?" he had asked. I had let out a breath, my patience wearing thin. I had agreed to breakfast.

Yesterday, after he had left, I had woken up mid morning. I stayed half asleep, thinking about what was going on. It was obvious to me Edward was trying to keep me away from Jacob by always being around. It was also apparent that he had NO intention of ever letting me see him. I began to get frustrated, half awake. How did he always know when I was going to call or try to see Jacob?

My mind lingered around for a while before my finger pointed straight to Alice. I grumbled a little. She saw whenever I woke up, when I went to the bathroom, and whenever my future disappeared, she would tell Edward. She was his alarm clock. I couldn't think about it too long. I had already passed out again.

But I was thinking about it now. If I was going to see Jake, I would have to be unpredictable. Instead of waking up, getting dressed, looking around for the time, I would just get up and run. I wouldn't call; it would take time out of my escape. I know Alice saw this coming. But she would never know quick enough to tell Edward when I would go. And unless he waited outside of my room all night, for the next week, he would never catch me quick enough. I prepared myself for him to actually be waiting outside from now on.

His fingers were drifting around my back right now. I tried to just fall asleep.

"I wish I knew what you were thinking…" he said, quietly. I bit back my smart remark. Why don't you just go ask Alice. She'll tell you everything she can. I tried not to feel too bad towards Alice. She just wanted me to be a part of her family. She wanted to spend eternity together. If I was with Jacob, that could never happen. But if I attempted to kill her brother, I would also never be a part of her family.

I didn't think Esme would be quite so accepting of losing a son and gaining a daughter.

But he was going to drive me insane. So I let my thoughts drift off to Jacob. A smile slowly spread over my face as I thought about his arms wrapped around me. His hot, toasty body pressed all along mine. I remembered his lips on mine, so soft and responsive. I would have moaned out loud if I'd continued to think about those lips, that mouth. I pulled the blanket up around me as I started to shiver.

God, I wished I had my heater with me…

A/N : I think if you don't want to get your heart broken and hate Bella, you should turn back now. No joke. I'm the author, and I hate her right now.

Emily's POV

I knocked on the door to Billy's home and waited outside, patiently. I gnawed on my lower lip, twisting my fingers in my hands. I didn't want to think about what Jacob would look like tonight when I came to help. It had been four days since Jacob had imprinted on Bella, and she hadn't come around. I couldn't imagine even thinking about being away from Sam that long. I couldn't empathize with how Jacob felt.

But Sam could… Jared, Paul, Quil, Embry… The whole pack knew what Jacob was going through. When I had asked Sam what was going on, the night he had come home and crawled into bed, he had just buried into the covers and pulled me close. I had wrapped my arms around him tightly, feeling him squeeze me, less then gentle. I stroked my fingertips over his cheek, his back, his shoulders. His hold just tightened. Finally, I had to ease his grip on me before I couldn't breathe.

"Sam, what is it-" I began but he tilted his head up to me and I saw his eyes. They were wet, and red. I kept quiet and moved down, getting into his arms. I let him squeeze me as much as he needed. There was only one other time he had ever cried, and that was when he had lost control and scarred me for life. After another five minutes, he began mumbling into me.

"Bella left him… Jacob imprinted on her, and she left him. He's in pieces, Emily. I was there, in his head-" he broke apart then and I pulled him closer, feeling tears even coming to my eyes. "I felt his emotions, Em… Please, don't leave me-"

"Never," I interrupted, shaking my head and pulling his face up to mine. I kissed him, letting my own tears begin to fall. "Never, Sam, I won't ever."

That had been the end of our night. We hadn't said another word, just held each other and cried.

The door cracked open and I jumped.

"Good evening, Emily. Thank you for coming," Billy said, rubbing at his eyes. This was taking too much of a toll on him. There were bags under his eyes, creases between his eyebrows. Those eyes, they were blood shot. I ran a hand through my hair and stepped inside the house. Billy closed the door.

"Billy, go get some rest… I'll wake you up when I'm ready to leave," I said, resting my hand on his shoulder.

"Bella!- Bella, please!" I heard, from down the hall. I dropped my purse and went running into the room, easing Jacob back into his bed. He was already trying to climb out of the window.

"Jacob, it's ok. Come back to bed, everything's ok," I said, trying to restrain him. He was sweating, profusely. I grabbed a rag that was hanging on the doorknob behind the door. I wiped it across his forehead and he finally started to relax, realizing I was there.

"Emily- Is there anything? Did they find out-" I pressed a finger to his lips and continued to dab at head, moving to the hollow of his neck. I shook my head, slowly.

"I talked to Sam just before I came over. Quil and Jared are on patrol, but there's nothing. Edward's been with her every second of the day…" I said, pulling the rag away. He hadn't been eating. I had started to force feed him yesterday. He was too weak to shift, so we couldn't trust him to go to Bella's. I knew I'd be making him eat again tonight. At least to gain some of his strength back.

"God, I'm sorry, Em… I can't believe this is happening," he whispered, and I shook my head, recalling the night Sam came home once again.

"No, Jacob. Don't apologize… I can only imagine what you're going through… I just wish Bella would get her act together-"

"Don't talk about her, please-" he said, shutting his eyes. I fell silent, watching him as he arched his back a little and turned onto his side, facing me. It was quiet for a few minutes before he spoke again. "I hate what I'm doing to my dad…"

I didn't know what to say. It wasn't like it was his fault. The ties between two people imprinted were incredible. I remembered what it had been like when I hadn't seen Sam for a day, because he was out patrolling. I was crabby, and bitchy. To say the least, I was the worst person to be around. Ever since then, Sam had made sure to see me at least once a day. Bella had been gone four days. I wonder what she was like now, if this was how Jacob was feeling.

"God, my stomach hurts," he grumbled, caving in on himself. I got off the bed and went to the door.

"I'll bring some soup. Rest, I'll be right back," I said. I shut the door and leaned my shoulder into the wall. I understood why Billy looked so tired. I had only spent ten minutes in the room and I was emotionally drained. The waves of depression rolling off the boy were like the waves of the ocean slapping against the beach. I ran my hand over my eyes and went to the kitchen, pulling out the soup I had brought over yesterday.

After I had helped Jake eat the whole bowl, he had sat up a little against the wall in his bed. It was the first time he'd made an attempt to do such a thing. I was shocked.

"Emily, I need to see her. If I can get my strength up, at least I can go see her… I don't care about the treaty anymore," Jacob said. I nodded.

"Sam is ready and willing to throw the treaty out the door. He was ready the second he felt your pain, Jake," I said, watching him. He was looking out his window, contemplating.

"… I just want to know what she's doing, Em. I thought she would feel this, feel it like I do… If she did, wouldn't she have come back to me by now?" he asked, finally looking back at me. I averted my eyes now, without words. "I mean, you saw the bruise on her wrist… Why would she stay with him?"

"Jacob, she loves you. I don't know what she's doing, but I'm sure she has a good explanation. I'm so frustrated with her, but I saw her those four nights ago. The look in her eyes, she was so desperate to break up with Edward… Just give her a few more days to come to her senses," I said, hoping I was giving the right advice. Hopefully Jacob wouldn't die within the next few days. He looked back out the window again. After a moment, he nodded.

"I'll see you soon, Bells," he whispered, so lightly I could barely hear him. Just then, I hated imprinting for the first time in my life.

Edward's POV

I wandered around my room, my skin crawling. I'd gotten used to the feeling the last four and a half days. Alice had told me, yesterday, that Bella planned to make a run for Jake's. I knew I'd be able to reach her before she got there, even if I left a minute or two after Alice warned me. I couldn't be more thankful for my sister.

I'd still been drinking. I swear to God, it was like blood to me now. I pondered the thought that it was possibly becoming an addiction. Then I pushed it to the back of my mind, knowing as soon as I didn't have to stay away from Bella anymore, I'd be fine. I downed another glass. I picked up a baseball and let out a deep breath, turning it over and over in my hand. What I wouldn't give for a thunderstorm…

It was around six in the morning. The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon and I went to my glass doors, opening them. I turned the baseball over in my hands again and then brought it back, heaving it out of the doorway. It flew through the branches, making something, somewhere crack.

I grumbled and went back to my bed. After sitting there for a few minutes, I took the stairs two at a time to get to the kitchen. Esme was there, reading a book at the table. I tried to figure out why she was there, instead of somewhere more comfortable. I asked.

"Oh, I just thought I'd wait for you to come around," she said, placing her book on the table, closing it. She gave me a heartwarming smile, but my heart was cold. The only smile I could appreciate was Bella's. I couldn't let her leave me. It was all I could think about. Esme patted the chair next to her and I went over. I took a seat.

"Edward, are you sure you're doing the right thing-"

"We've already talked about this, Esme. I won't live without Bella. You all so eagerly agreed to her becoming a vampire, to keep me from ever dying when she did. I'm straight out telling you, I refuse to live without her at my side," I said. She seemed to not having anything left to say. I felt my heart weigh heavy in my chest. I was hurting her by being so clipped and short, but I didn't want to argue this point. I had made up my mind.

"Well, it's probably going to be another three hours until Bella wakes-"

"EDWARD!" Alice screamed. I jumped off the chair I was sitting at, knocking it over in the process. Esme was right behind me. Alice sounded like she was being attacked. I couldn't imagine what my pixie faced sister looked like when she screamed that way.

"What's going on?!" Esme yelled, at my shoulder as I burst through the door.

"Goddamnit, ALICE!" Rose yelled, seeming to reach for Alice with hands of steel. Emmett and Jasper showed behind Esme. Wherever they had been, out for a walk, I think, they had also heard Alice. Jasper broke through us all, shoving me to the side as he went to his soul mate's side. His hands were caressing her face, searching for anything that was wrong with her. He turned murderous eyes to Rose.

"What's going on in here?!" Esme yelled, the loudest I'd ever heard her before. She pushed past me and went to Rose, standing right in front of her.

"Bella-" Alice began but Rose out yelled her, jumbling their words so that I couldn't hear. I tried to read Alice's mind but it was frantic. Apparently, being attacked by Rosalie was something she had never foreseen.

"Alice is your tool for destruction, Edward! You need to let that poor girl go! She needs to make her own decisions!" Rosalie yelled. Finally, I could break through the meaning.

"Edward, she's going! Rosalie kept me quiet for several minutes! I don't know if you can make it," she broke, her hand at her mouth. Jasper had his arms around her, protectively. He muttered curses under his breath, but I was already spinning on my heel. Emmett took up the doorway.

"Rose is right, Ed, come on. You're going to kill my kid sister-" he started. I shoved past him but he reached for me.

"She won't be your sister, you idiot! She's going to be in the arms of a werewolf! You think she's ever going to be able to come see you?!" I yelled. I don't understand how I kept enough sanity to keep from ripping Emmett and Rose's heads off. "None of you, you'll never see her again!"

"That wouldn't be true if you weren't such an unacceptable asshole!" Rose yelled, at Emmett's side. "She might have come back to see us, see us all, if you hadn't made her so goddamn afraid of you!"

"Edward, run!" Alice cried, trying to pull out of Jasper's hands. Apparently, he realized the threat at hand. He wouldn't let her go while I was in this rage. He felt my emotions. He hadn't even tried to calm me down. He agreed with whatever Alice thought, and Alice wanted Bella as her sister. For eternity.

I ripped out of Emmett's hold and took off again. I climbed the stairs to get out of the lower level of the house. Someone grabbed my foot and I fell, face first into the stairwell.

"Rose, be careful!" Emmett yelled, yanking her back. I was beyond furious now. He pushed Rose behind him and stood between us. "Don't touch her, Edward." He was acting real brave, for a vampire facing death. Alice's voice brought back the tiny sliver of weakness I showed.

"Edward, please! I don't think you can reach her in time!" she sobbed. I broke my gaze from Emmett and Rose. She was trying to push past him, trying to get at me again. He grabbed her this time, holding her back. I heard his words before I ripped out of the front door.

"It's ok, Rose. You did your best. Leave it up to Bells. She's strong."

I didn't even bother with the car. With how I felt, I knew I could make it faster than the speed racer. But could I make it in time?

A/N : Alrighty, kiddos! This is it for a whole friggin 24 hours. I hope you got your fix! I think I posted 6 chapters within a two day span. Sheesh, you take it out of me! I hope I'm not rushing these chapters. I'll have to read them while I'm out of town, on my sony reader.

Please leave me lots of reviews? It'll make me really happy when I come back Sunday. Maybe I'll even kick out a chapter as fast as possible. God knows I'll be dreaming of this story.

Oh, and do you guys like Rose? I always hated her in the books, but I love her in my story. I know she's not nice to Bella, but she would rather not have Bella become a vampire, giving her everything Rose could never have. What do you think?