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If there were no monsters and no magic

Summary:
What if Bella chose Jacob? Would she still get her happy ending?


Notes:


5. Chapter 5

Rating 4/5   Word Count 1348   Review this Chapter

Bella’s POV

I didn’t think I could feel so alone, sitting in the middle of a crowded airport terminal. I’d bypassed the Port Angeles one and driven straight to Seattle instead knowing it would be easier to get a flight out of here when – and if – I ever left. I wasn’t sure where I should go. I couldn’t deal with my mom right now. I didn’t want to look at her face and know she was thinking I’d made a mistake getting married so young. Not as young as she was, of course, but twenty-two is still young. I laughed – not a normal laugh, but a laugh that was border-line hysterical – when I remembered that I used to think the world would end if I turned nineteen. Jacob’s words echoed in my ears, and I wondered if they were true. Because it’s always been about Edward, and it will always be about Edward.

I don’t know what he expected. Edward was not only my first love, but my soul mate. I couldn’t turn off my love for him no more than I could turn off my love for Jacob. But I had loved – and still do, not that it makes anything different – Jacob. It was never enough for him, though. He could never stop competing with Edward.

It’s not that we fought a lot, really. It’s just that we had the same fight over and over again. It’s funny that no matter how things change, some things always remain the same. I might not be wandering around in a dark forest, but I feel as lost now as I did back then. Only now there was no Sam to pull me out of the forest, and no personal sun to make the clouds go away. And I have no home to go back to, so instead I just sat in the terminal. I didn’t move for hours, I just sat and cried.

It was a little before dinnertime when my phone started ringing. Jacob must have found out. I couldn’t help, but grimace although I know Leah didn’t mean to tell Sam, and once Sam knew… well, I might as well have put it on a freaking billboard.

“Stupid gossiping werewolves,” I muttered and hit the ignore button on the phone.

But he just kept calling. After the phone rang for the twentieth time in twenty minutes, I finally answered it.

“What?” I asked warily.

“You know why I’m calling, Bella. Were you going to tell me at all?”

I held my breath and closed my eyes – as if that were enough to avoid this conversation.

“Bella, talk to me.”

“I was going to tell you… before… you know, but then I didn’t.” I whispered.

“Where are you? I want to see you.”

“I don’t want to see you, Jacob. Please – stop calling me.”

“Come on, Bells. Don’t we need to talk about this? I mean – we’re going to have a baby, that’s a pretty big deal.”

“I don’t want to talk about it, Jake.”

“Well – I do. What are we going to do?”

“You keep saying we, but I don’t see you here.”

“Because you won’t tell me where you are!” he yelled. “I wouldn’t even know you were pregnant at all if Leah hadn’t guessed.”

“Bye Jacob. I’m hanging up now.”

“Bells, please, this is hard for me, too, you know. I still love you.”

“I know.”

“Look, if you don’t want to tell me where you are, that’s fine. Just come to the house tomorrow, and we can talk about it then.”

“There’s nothing to talk about, Jacob. I’m hanging up now.” I repeated and I wasn’t sure who I was trying to convince – him or myself.

He was quiet for a minute. “You’re going back to him, aren’t you?”

I could have laughed except the entire situation just infuriated me. “I’m not, but even if I were – why would you care?”

“I’m your husband, Bella…”

“Don’t say that like it means something,”

“I don’t think you should be near him now, especially if…” but he trailed off.

“Bye Jake.”

“I’m serious, Bells. You don’t need to be around…”

“If you finish that sentence, I will hang up and disconnect this phone number.”

“Bloodsuckers,” he finished defiantly.

“That’s not up to you, is it?” I hissed and hung the phone up.

It immediately started ringing again.

“Stupid werewolf,” I muttered again. Maybe if I said it enough, I could actually believe it.

“Stupid werewolf,” I repeated for good measure before hitting the answer button.

“I don’t want to talk to you, Jacob. Why won’t you just leave me alone? Have you not done enough?”

“I’m sorry, Bells. About before. About everything, really. Just promise me you’ll try not to get yourself hurt.”

“It’s too late for that,” I hissed again and hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

I concentrated on breathing in and out and tried to stop shaking. He’s the only person I’ve ever hated as much as I loved. Hate’s a passionate emotion, Bells. I’ll take it, he once said. And he was definitely the only person who could get me this angry, but anger was good now. As long as I was mad, I couldn’t fall apart.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid werewolf,” I chanted until my breathing had returned to normal.

“We feel the same way,” someone near me said. My eyes popped open.

“Oh!” I gasped when I saw who was standing in front of me. It was Edward and Emmett.

“Bella!” Emmett yelled and pulled me into a vice-grip hug.

“C-can’t breathe, Emmett. T-t-oo tight!”

He laughed and let me go. “Wow, Bella, you are as red-faced as ever.”

“I guess I know why you guys are here. A rescue mission courtesy of Alice?” I said.

Emmett roared with laughter. “Something like that, yeah. Alice’s Vision-taxi.”

The phone rang again, but I quickly hit the ignore button and then turned it off.

“What?” Emmett said. “Do we not get to hear an encore performance?”

“Ugh. You heard?” I groaned.

“I don’t think there were many people who didn’t, Bella. Even those of us without extra-sensitive hearing,” Edward said with a laugh. It’d been too long since I heard his voice, and it sent shivers down my spine.

I wanted to look at him, but I just blushed and looked at my hands.

“Great,” I muttered. “Well, I guess it doesn’t really matter.”

Then, a flash of white and black streaked by and landed in front of me.

“Boys, be nice!”

“Alice?” I asked looking up.

“Yes, silly. What kind of rescue mission would it be if I just sent these two?” She said and laughed.

“Oh, Alice!” I exclaimed and threw myself into her arms, sobbing.

“Shhh, Bella. Shhh,” she said in an attempt to soothe me. She hugged me and stroked my hair. “Shhh. It’s okay. We’re here now.”

“We’ll go get something for her to eat. The flight doesn’t leave for another two hours,” Edward said quietly to Alice.

When they were gone, she looked at me and asked. “Now, what happened? Why are you just sitting in an airport?”

“I don’t know. I was going to leave, but I realized when I got here that I didn’t have anywhere to go.”

“What happened?” she repeated and continued to stroke my hair and my back.

“I can’t say it, Alice, I just can’t.”

“Shhh, its okay, Bella. Did you have a fight?” she pressed gently.

I took a deep breath. I knew I had to finally acknowledge what happened out loud, but a part of me didn’t want to say it out loud. Like never saying the word would just make it all go away.

“Jacob imprinted.” I whispered before I began sobbing again.