Chapter 2 - Playful
The soft, cool breeze stirred my hair. I purred in contentment – not wanting to open my eyes, though I’m fully awake now. I’m sure Aunt Alice would come – barreling, anytime soon. I rolled on my back hugging my pillow.
A light shone directly on my face.
“Uncle Emmett, quit it” I complained as I buried my face with my pillow. “Don’t you think its way too early for practical jokes?” I demanded, my voice muffled by the pillow. I’m sure my goofy uncle could still hear me clearly.
The light shone relentlessly, now making my arm, which holds my pillow, warm. I growled playfully under the pillow, preparing to attack my favorite Uncle who thrilled to games like this one. Of course we only horse around when Mom’s not looking. She cringed in horror when she caught Uncle Emmett and me wrestling after school when I was sixteen years old.
I don’t blame her. Uncle Emmett is huge, scary-looking and quite thoughtless but underneath it all, he’s a ball of mush especially towards me. He wouldn't dare hurt a single strand of my curly hair intentionally. Thoughtlessly, carelessly - well, maybe. I laughed at the thought. But of course, me getting hurt has yet to happen. Besides, Uncle Jasper was always there, cheering me on but carefully assessing Uncle Emmett's emotions. He's afraid my playful Uncle might get carried away and hurt me in the process. We usually do this when Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose is out shopping, Grandpa carlisle at the hospital, Grandma Esme busy in the kitchen and my parents preoccupied - er,you know, lovebirds (remember?)
I like the tough Uncle Emmett better compared to the ball of mush, of course. I liked the fact that he’s the only one who doesn’t treat me like a porcelain doll. I know though, that he cares for me enough that he could crush someone with just his fingers if that someone tried to hurt even just the tips of my fingers.
“Don’t go breaking my niece’s heart, mutt. I’ll gladly rip your tail off.” He would always threaten Jacob.
Jacob simply rolls his eyes at him - always - as Uncle Jasper - always - stared at him menacingly, hands on his hips.
Jake got the not so subtle message, I'm sure.
Hurt our niece or else...
The light became warmer, pulling me out of my happy thoughts.
“You asked for this.” I growled and sprang from the bed – only to find myself alone. And not in my room.
I gasped.
The soft, cool breeze stirred my hair. I purred in contentment – not wanting to open my eyes, though I’m fully awake now. I’m sure Aunt Alice would come – barreling, anytime soon. I rolled on my back hugging my pillow.
A light shone directly on my face.
“Uncle Emmett, quit it” I complained as I buried my face with my pillow. “Don’t you think its way too early for practical jokes?” I demanded, my voice muffled by the pillow. I’m sure my goofy uncle could still hear me clearly.
The light shone relentlessly, now making my arm, which holds my pillow, warm. I growled playfully under the pillow, preparing to attack my favorite Uncle who thrilled to games like this one. Of course we only horse around when Mom’s not looking. She cringed in horror when she caught Uncle Emmett and me wrestling after school when I was sixteen years old.
I don’t blame her. Uncle Emmett is huge, scary-looking and quite thoughtless but underneath it all, he’s a ball of mush especially towards me. He wouldn't dare hurt a single strand of my curly hair intentionally. Thoughtlessly, carelessly - well, maybe. I laughed at the thought. But of course, me getting hurt has yet to happen. Besides, Uncle Jasper was always there, cheering me on but carefully assessing Uncle Emmett's emotions. He's afraid my playful Uncle might get carried away and hurt me in the process. We usually do this when Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose is out shopping, Grandpa carlisle at the hospital, Grandma Esme busy in the kitchen and my parents preoccupied - er,you know, lovebirds (remember?)
I like the tough Uncle Emmett better compared to the ball of mush, of course. I liked the fact that he’s the only one who doesn’t treat me like a porcelain doll. I know though, that he cares for me enough that he could crush someone with just his fingers if that someone tried to hurt even just the tips of my fingers.
“Don’t go breaking my niece’s heart, mutt. I’ll gladly rip your tail off.” He would always threaten Jacob.
Jacob simply rolls his eyes at him - always - as Uncle Jasper - always - stared at him menacingly, hands on his hips.
Jake got the not so subtle message, I'm sure.
Hurt our niece or else...
The light became warmer, pulling me out of my happy thoughts.
“You asked for this.” I growled and sprang from the bed – only to find myself alone. And not in my room.
I gasped.
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I felt bad for leaving without one word to Nathen, but I knew I couldn't leave without one word so I said;
Look, I'm sorry I made you mad, but... I couldn't even finish my sentence.
No, I shouldn't have gotten so mad it was stupid of me anyways to know if you cared where I lived. Nathen said.
Its ok. I said with a yawn.
I think someone needs to go to bed. Nathen said with his oh so perfect grin that I loved.
Nathen carried me up to my room, like he usually did. I fell asleep against his warm chest. It was great to know that me and Nathen had made up. I didn't like to be mad at anyone. It is hard sometimes for me to forgive people but its usually not that long till I do forgive them.
I told Nathen goodnight and that I loved him and he said the same back to me.
I felt bad for leaving without one word to Nathen, but I knew I couldn't leave without one word so I said;
Look, I'm sorry I made you mad, but... I couldn't even finish my sentence.
No, I shouldn't have gotten so mad it was stupid of me anyways to know if you cared where I lived. Nathen said.
Its ok. I said with a yawn.
I think someone needs to go to bed. Nathen said with his oh so perfect grin that I loved.
Nathen carried me up to my room, like he usually did. I fell asleep against his warm chest. It was great to know that me and Nathen had made up. I didn't like to be mad at anyone. It is hard sometimes for me to forgive people but its usually not that long till I do forgive them.
I told Nathen goodnight and that I loved him and he said the same back to me.
That night in Edwards arms I was sobbing. We heard a knock at the door. “Go away” Edward said. “Its me Jacob can I please come in Bella?”. Edward looked at me I just nodded. “Come in” Edward said. He just looked horrible I immediately said “sorry”. He said it was okay he was fine. He just wanted to see if I was okay and that Nessie wanted to talk to me. I said okay. “Momma I'm sorry........I'm sorry you don't want me” “Now Nessie stop being ridiculous, thats not what I meant I was just......having fun if I knew I would have the most prettiest daughter in the whole inter world I wold have tried with all my might....... Edward go check on Jacob”.Then he left.