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Chapter 8

Bella woke in a fog. The first thing to register was the shooting pain in her jaw. She brought her hand to the throbbing pain, discovering the dampness on her skin. Was she sweating? No, oh, ew, it was drool. She sat up looking for something to wipe her face, mouth and hand with, this was when she realized she was not in her room. Though the room she was in was not unfamiliar to her, she couldn't understand what she was doing there.

"Jake?" Ugh she sounded like she had a mouth full of cotton; grimacing she noted, felt like it too.

Opening a drawer, she saw a few things she probably wasn't supposed to. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. Boys.

She took a chance and opened the next drawer, she let out a relieved breath. A few tee-shirts were scattered in it among a few other things she didn't examine too closely. Was that a roll of toilet paper? No, forget it, she didn't want to know. She would use the t-shirt, she reasoned. He rarely ever wears them anyway, then to alleviate any other guilt she told herself she would do his laundry to make it up to him.

After, wiping her face and hands dry. She saw a wet spot on the pillow. She was in too much pain to deal with this. Flipping over the pillow to hide the evidence, she told herself she would wash his bedding too.

She headed to the living room to find Billy sitting alone watching t.v.. She attempted to call his name but it came out "Biwwy."

Looking up, he said. "Bella, how are you feeling?"

She grunted her reply.

Smiling sympathetically he asked. "A lot of pain."

She groaned.

"Why don't you go get a glass of water, while I go get you some pain pills."

She nodded then made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed a glass from the cupboard and went to fill it in the sink. While the water was running into the glass she glanced out the window. The sun was just starting to set so it wasn't too dark to make out the two figures in the distance. Straining her eyes she could see it was Charlie and Jacob. What were they doing? Jacob walked out of view. It looked like Charlie was saying something and then he was on his back scurrying away from something. He didn't move very far, before a large shadow loomed over him and Jake's big wolfy head came slowly into view.

Bella dropped the overflowing glass into the sink and ran out the door. Forgetting all about her pain she ran up to Jacob. Slamming her hands against his furry neck and chest she slurred loudly. "You stupid, stupid, idiot. What were you thinking? You could have given him a heart attack. Why would you do this?-"

"Bella!" Charlie yelled as if for the umpteenth time. "The only thing that's going to give me a heart attack is seeing you beating up a werewolf."

"Dad!" Bella turned running to her father, she tripped on the way over and fell to her knees by his side. "It's okay, Everything's going to be okay. I can explain."

Charlie laughed. "What part? The part where your bestfriend turns into a giant dog or the part where you're dating a bloodsucking monster?"

"He's not a monster! Wait, what!" Her eyes opened wide. She turned looking up into Jake's now human face. Standing and running back to him. She shouted, "You told him? How could you!" and started slamming her fist back into his chest.

"Bella!" She turned to look back at her father. "You told me, and I'm pretty sure I just discovered something worse for my heart than you beating up a werewolf."

Bella was having trouble processing her fathers words. "What?" She said to the first revelation, and then to the second sentence she asked, "What?"

"You, beating up a naked boy."

"What?" She said a third time. Automatically turning and looking at her friend. Her eyes drifted down and then immediately back up. She screamed and turned around putting her face in her hands. She swore she could feel her whole body turn fire engine red.

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