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Bella's Wedding Day

Bella's big day has finally arrived. BUT what happens when an old friend comes to wish her good luck? WARNING...if you don't like Jacob, you won't like my story. :)

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer rocks! The people are hers...not mine.

6. Chapter 6 - Hard Calls to Make

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Chapter Six - Hard Calls to Make

Bella POV

Charlie was kind enough to remain silent on the ride home. As we pulled into the driveway he asked, “what can I do?”

“Nothing, Dad. This is something I need to figure out on my own.” I opened the door and headed toward the house. In the kitchenthe message light was blinking on the answering machine. I closed my eyes tightly, having a pretty good idea whose voice I was going to hear.

“Bells. I just wanted to check on you. I hope you’re okay. I’m here when you’re ready. I love you.”

“Oh, Jacob,” I groaned. I was going to have to sort this out and fast. I could not leave our three lives in limbo for long. I couldn’t handle it and I knew they couldn’t either. This is hell! I thought. It was absurd for Edward to think he’d go to hell someday. He was there right now and I’d put him there. I smiled darkly at the irony.

What kind of person does something like this? I cursed at myself.

I headed for the stairs when the doorbell rang. I stopped, waiting to tell Charlie I didn’t want visitors -- no matter who it was.

“Bella!” she shrieked. Aargh! It was Renee. “Where is she, Charlie? I got to the wedding or non-wedding or whatever. I was told that she’d called it off.” Great! She was totally freaking out. “What happened?” she screamed at Charlie.I came around the corner to see my mother push past him as she shouted “Bella! I’m here. Bella?”

“Mom, I’m right here. There’s no need to shout.” I tried to put on a brave face for my mother. She could be kind of a drama mama and I didn’t need that from her today.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” It looked like her emotions were very much in conflict. Happy and sad at the same time. I’m sure she washappy that I’d stopped the wedding. Come to my senses that was the term she’d used more than once with me. “What happened, Bella? Are you okay?”

“Look, Mom. I’m sorry, but I can’t talk about this right now.” She looked hurt. I turned to Charlie. “Dad, will you please explain as much as you can?” He nodded and I headed up the stairs to my room.

“Charlie, what is going on here. What happened today? I know I was a little late bu-...” She was interrupted as the doorbell rang again. I shuddered. I heard Charlie shush Renee and open the door.

“Hi, Charlie. Can I see Bella please?” It wasn’t either of the voices I expected. It was Angela. My one and only true (non-mythical) friend.

“Um, I don’t think she wants to see anyone right now, Angela.” He began making my excuses for me.

“It’s okay, Dad” I said as I stepped back down and around the corner.

As soon as our eyes met, she pushed past Charlie and hugged me. “What can I do, Bella?” I just shook my head. “Do you want to talk?”

“N-...” I started. But then I started to rethink that decision. I needed to put a voice to my thoughts -- my feelings. “Do you mind?” I smiled as the tears began to burn my eyes.

“Not at all,” she said as she took my hand and started toward my room. I followed willingly.

Charlie just smiled and excused himself to the kitchen, dragging Renee. I could tell that my choosing Angela over her as my confidante was not sitting well with her.

“But I’m her mother.” I heard her whimper to Charlie.

“Not now, Renee” was the last thing I heard him say.

I walked into my room and sat down on the bed. Angela closed the door and silently came to sit next to me. I leaned against her and let the tears flow freely. She sat in silence and let me cry, with her arm around my shoulders. She gently brushed my hair, untangling the rat’s nest it had become.

When the sobs subsided, she handed me a tissue and smiled. Her eyes were warm and caring. I waited for her questions but they didn’t come.

“What a mess,” I said with a weak chuckle.

“Yes, mess would cover it.” Her laugh matched mine. I attempted a smile. “You don’t need to put on a brave front for me, Bella.”

“I know.” Again we sat without words. I knew I had to either talk about this or ask her to go home. Talk, I decided. “Ang.” She looked up from her lap and nodded. “Jacob showed up today.”

“Oh,” was her calm response.

“I still have feelings for him.” She simply nodded. The nextwords burst out of my mouth before I could censor them. “I kissed him.” I cringed and waited for the accusations but she simply nodded again. “I am in love with him -- butI love Edward too. I have made a mess of everything. EVERYTHING!” I sniffed and blew my nose into the tissue. “I am in love with two wonderful men. Two men who love me. I have got to make a final choice and do it now.” I looked hard into her eyes and waited for her response. Nothing came so I continued, “I have got to think this through carefully this time. I can’t do it here though. I’ve got to get away. I think I should go home with my mom.”

“Are you sure that’s what you need?” This is what she reacts to? My wanting to go with my mom. “Are you going to get unbiased advicefrom your mother?” She was so right. “I think we should go on a road trip.”

“Sure, Ang. We’ll do a Thelma and Louise cross country.” I hoped she realized I was mocking her.

She giggled. “Well, not exactly Thelma and Louise but maybe a trip to the happiest place on earth wouldn’t hurt. Besides, they say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Maybe it would help.” She was actually making sense. I did need to get away.

“Okay, Angela, you’re on!”

She smiled really big and sighed. “You should tell them both that you’re going though. You wouldn’t want them to worry.”

“I’ll do that. When should we leave?”

“Whenever you’re ready. Don’t let your mom talk you out of this. She’ll try, won’t she?” I nodded. We both knew that Renee would want to fix this herself. In truth, there was no one that could fix this but me.

“Go home. Get packed. Tell Ben thanks for letting me steal you for a few days! And I’ll call when I’m ready. We’ll leave tonight.”

“Sweet! See you later, Thelma.” I smiled. She was a good friend and I desperately needed one of those right now.

As she left the room I made my way over to the phone. I stared at it for a long time and then finally picked it up. I dialed the number. My stomach spun into knots as it rang. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Bella.” I paused waiting for the click. When it didn’t happen, I continued. “Billy, can I talk to Jacob for a minute.”

“Sure” came the reply. He sounded nice enough. Maybe I wasn’t hated by everyone. “Bells! That was fast! It’s good news I hope.” I could hear his cheesy grin through the phone.

“Jacob.” I said laughing. He always had a way of making me smile. “I just wanted to let you know that I’m going away for a while.”

“Sure, sure.” I recognized his ‘whatever you say’ tone immediately.

“I need some time to think all this through.”

“Are you going alone?” His question was loaded with curiosity.

“No.” I paused.

“Bella, who are you going with?” His simple question was loaded with worry.

“Jake, I am going with Angela. Do not tell anyone though.”

“I won’t.” he promised.

“I will be back as soon as I can. Don’t worry.”

“I will always worry. I love you! Don’t ever forget that, okay?”

“I love you too. Bye.”

I knew that the next call would be even harder. I looked down at the phone, closed my eyes tight and took a deep breath. Now or never, Bella. I punched in his number and waited for the ring. Straight to voicemail. This would be easier at least.

There was no greeting, just a beep and I spoke quietly into the phone. “Um, Edward. It’s me, Bella. I just wanted to let you know that umI’m going away for a while. I’ll be okay. Don’t worry about me. I just need some time to figure all this out.” I paused, “I love you.” I started to hang up but couldn’t without apologizing again. I put the phone back up to my mouth. “I’m sorry. So very sorry.” I hung up the phone and headed out of my room to face my mother. The thought made me cringe.