"Okay. I'll try." she said reluctently. She muttered something under herbreath that I didn't catch. The only things I hear were "he" and "kill".
"But you need to sleep. You're not immortal yet, so you need it."
"Alice, it's barely even dark out!" I argued. I was suprised that Charlie had not said anythig about the fact I was going to bed in the middle of the afternoon. He must have been really distracted.
"Right." She said sarcastically. "Because you got so much sleep last night."
She had me there. And I was exausted. Sleep would just be very difficult. Never the less, I climbed into bed.
"Will you stay?" The words were fromiluar. I had said the same thing to Edward the last night I had seen him. Normally that would have sent me curled into a ball on the floor. But not now.
"No. I'm going to hunt." Her eyes weren't onyx, but they weren't exactly butterscotch either. Just about half black except for the line of topaz around her pupils.
"Oh," I said, not as depressed as I would have been normall, but still not great. "Well, have fun," I said halfheartedly, starring at my quilt.
"I'll be here when you wake up, Bella." She leaned down and kissed my forhead before disappearing (I assume, she was too fast for my eyes) out the window.
I sat there for a moment. So much had happened since the last time I saw Jacob. I wanted to rush to him and tell him everything. Of course, even if he was talking to me, I could not do that. He would never know about vampires. I started worrying. What would I tell him? Would I tell him anything? Would he even talk to me? Of course he would...right? He hadn't been, but he was sick. And then he was confronting Embry. He was busy. My feeble lies didn't fool myself. There was more then that. He was feeling better. Even if he was busy with Embry, he couldn't pick up a phone for two seconds? It wouldn't take that long. Surely he had that much time. But I should tell him. He was my best friend. I had to. I could not just leave and never see him again without even saying goodbye. Never see him again. The words repeated in my head. Never see him again? That was...painful. I would miss my sun. My Jacob. I felt tears stream down my cheeks. This was the choice, and I had already made it. Besides, which would be harder to live through, never seeing Jake again or never seeing Edward again? The answer was very obvious. But I wished I could have both. I wanted to laugh at myself. Maybe I was a better liar than I'd thought. I had managed to convince myself that I had even a chance to end up with one. I would end up a vampire, too bloodthirsty, too changed, too alien t pass for the Bella that Jacob knew, and still too imperfect, too boring, for Edward. Figures. I wondered how Charlie would take it. And Renee. I would really miss them, too. They were great parents. Best anyone could ever hope for. It was very sad that I had only had eighteen years with them, but again I reminded myse;f that it was worth-
"Bella?" Charlie said opening my door and interupting my thoughts. I sat up quickly.
"What's wrong, dad?"
"Nothing. Didn't you hear me calling?" he asked.
"You were calling?" I had not hear that at all.
"Yeah. Anyway, you have a phone call." He informed me.
Jacob. Finally! He didn't leave me! That shoud not make me so happy. Because I was going to leave him.
I jumped out of bed and ran to the phone.
"Jake?" I asked as soon as it was to my ear.
"Bella," he greeted me in a cold voice. My jaw dropped. He did not sound like himself at all. Not just the fact that his voice sounded so much older, but the tone he used. I had never heard him sound so cruel, least of all to me. It stung badly. I could not answer him.
"Do you mind if I come over?" he asked in the same furious voice. Was this really him? I recognized the husky voice. But this cound not be him.
"No...of course not, Jake," I whispered.
"Okay." he said.
The line went dead.
I stood there for a moment in total shock. Had that really just happened? What was wrong with him? How could he be so cruel to me? I realized the answer. It was because I had been cruel to him. I had toyed with his feelings, and now he'd had enough.
I went back to my room and lay on my bed, going back and forth over it in my head. Trying to make the pieces of the puzzle fit, but they just wouldn't.
I was not expecting him for at least fifteen minutes, and I had not heard Charlie let him in, so I nearly had a stroke when he was suddenly in my doorway, only eight minutes since I got off the phone with him. He looked just as differant as he had sounded on the phone. All of his hair was gone. He wore no shirt, no shoes, only a ratty pair of knee-length shirts. How had he gotten here so fast? He must have been going twenty miles over the speed limit! Any other time and I would have chided him for that, but not this time. Not with the look on his face. His eyes were wide, staring straight at me, nostrils flared, nose wrinkled as if he smelt something bad, one shaking hand still griping my door. It looked like it might rip off the kindges. He looked like he was about to rip my head off. I starred a him with wide eyes, my jaw hanging open as it had when I was on the phone with him.
He finally ran at me, charged would be abetter description, slamming the door behind him. He stood maybe an inch away from my face, looking into my eyes. He was so much taller than me. I had to strain my neck back, and he had to hunch forward for us to even be able to from this close.
"Who was in here?" he shouted at me.
I still hadn't collected myself from seeing him first walk through the door, so I could not even think about what he was asking now. I didn't answer.
"Damn it, Bella! Answer me!" He was shaking like a leaf. Was he cold? He must be. But what was he saying? How did he know anyone was in here? Charlie didn't even know. No one knew but me.
"No one." I finally answered.
"Don't lie to me, Bella. You can't lie to me anymore." he spat the words at me.
"I don't know what you're talking about." It wasn't a lie. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Fine. You would just lie anyway." he growled. How could he be doing this? I wanted to cry. Stop being so weak, I told myself, and thinking about that made my anger flare. I was tired of being helpless.
"Is there something you needed?" I asked. "Or did you just deside after a week of not talking to me, you would pop in and look like you're about to kill me?" I asked sarcastically. He whipped his face away, so I couldn't see it. He didn't say anything.
"Well?" I prompted rudely.
When he looked back at me he was himself again. He looked so sad and innocent. He was my Jacob. My anger faded as soon as I was his face, and I threw my arms around him. Tears ran silently down my cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me, too, and I was almost two feet off the ground.
"I missed you," My voice was thick.
"I missed you, too." he said in a voice that I actually knew. I was so relieved. Was this the last time I would see him? I needed to tell him. I released him, and he set me on the floor.
"Jake, I..." he was going to be so hurt. How would I ever lie to him?
"I'm moving." I said quietly. And just like that, the new Jacob was back.
"With who?" he spat. "Your BFF bloodsucker?" he asked sarcastically. My jaw popped open again.
"Yes, as a matter of fact she is, Dog." Alice said from right next to me.