If there were no monsters and no magic
What if Bella chose Jacob? Would she still get her happy ending?
7. Chapter 7
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It was a slow day in the shop, and I was counting down the minutes until I could go home. Bella was waiting for me; she said we needed to talk. I didn’t know what it was about; I only knew that no good conversation ever started with those four words.
The door opened and a girl walked in, and suddenly I didn’t remember Bella at all.
“My car broke down on the highway,” she said with a nervous laugh. My mind is telling me to move or speak or something, but I can’t take my eyes off her.
“Can you help me?” she asked. She was looking at me with one of her eyebrows raised like she wasn’t sure if I was mentally competent or not.
“Sure, sure,” I said.
“Thanks, I’m Meredith.”
“Jacob,” I stammered before following her out the door.
“How are you?” I asked him.
“You should eat,” he said, so I do. Just a little though because I’d rather not spend the evening in the bathroom especially if I was going to be with the three of them. The fewer people who know the better, I figure. Especially if I don’t know if I am going to have the baby, don’t even know if I want to.
I felt like I should say something to him – anything, really – but no words would come.
“What are you thinking?” he asked with a slightly impatient tone, and I remember then how much it bothered him he that couldn’t hear my thoughts.
“I was thinking that it’s been a long time since I had to be rescued.”
“Has it?” he chuckled.
I was about to tell him how much I’d missed him when my phone rang again.
“I thought I turned that off,” I muttered and grabbed it off the table.
“Won’t you answer it?” he asked, his topaz eyes staring into mine. It’s unfair for one person to be so beautiful.
“No,” I said. He would just keep calling until I did answer, but my heart was beating so fast I wasn’t sure I could carry on a normal conversation – not that it would be a normal conversation. Plus I didn’t want to have the inevitable argument that would follow about Edward when he was less than a foot in front of me.
Before I could stop myself, I reached over and touched his lips. “I’ve missed you.” I sighed.
“Bella,” he gasped and closed his eyes. He reached up slowly and put his hand over mine.
The phone rang again, and I snatched my hand back. Suddenly, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, like the world was spinning.
“I think I’m going to be sick,” I managed to say before darting off in the direction I thought the bathroom was in.
I was hyperventilating in a stall ten minutes later when Edward found me.
“Bella, is that you?” he asked softly, but I couldn't answer because I was crying too hard.
“Bella, I’m going to open the door now, are you okay?” The door opened and I felt a pair of cold arms wrap around me.
“I’m sorry, Edward. I really am. I’m just so sorry.” I babbled between sobs pressing my face into his chest.
“Calm down, Bella. Breathe. It’s okay. You’re okay,” he murmured into my hair.
“What I did was terrible, it really was. I shouldn’t have left, but I did. And now Jacob’s gone. I was going to tell him about it, but then he told me he imprinted, and he had to leave. And now I’m all alone, and I don’t know what I’m going to do!” I was sobbing so hard and talking so fast that no normal person would be able to understand a single word I said.
“Bella, you have to calm down okay? Everything is going to be fine, but you have to calm down. Just look at me, okay?” He pulled my chin up until I was staring into his eyes. “You are not alone. Haven’t I always told you that I would never leave you again?”
I nodded when my breathing was back to normal.
“I’m okay,” I whispered.
“You’re okay,” he repeated, “but I should probably leave since this is the women’s bathroom.”
We walked back to the table in silence. Emmett and Alice were sitting with my abandoned dinner and my other stuff. We sat back down, but this time Edward sat next to me.
“You’re phone rang again,” Alice said. “I didn’t know whether I should answer it or not.”
“It’s good that you didn’t,” I muttered.
“Why?” Emmett asked with a laugh. “Does he not like us or something?”
“You could say that,” I said and smiled weakly. Emmett’s enthusiasm was contagious.
“Well, the feeling is definitely mutual.” Emmett said. “So Bella, get any cool scars lately?”
I wasn’t going to say anything, but then I blushed, and I had three pairs of vampire eyes watching me with great interest.
I laughed nervously. “Well, I might have gotten one new scar, but it was completely intentional.” I said quickly and the minute the words were out of my mouth, I regretted it.
“Bella Swan got a tattoo!” Emmett roared. “I can’t believe it! Let me see!”
“No, no, no!” I said. I was blushing so much, I could feel the heat radiating off my face.
“Look at you blush,” Edward murmured.
“It must be in some place scandalous,” Alice chirped. “We’ll just wait until you fall asleep and then look. That’ll be much more fun than you just showing us now.”
“Fine, but only Alice can see it,” I grumbled.
Edward chuckled. “If Alice sees it, then I will see it, so you might as well show all of us, so we don’t have to listen to Emmett whine the entire way to New York.”
“Yeah because I will whine,” Emmett promised.
“Fine,” I said and stood up. “Oh, this is just so embarrassing.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, Bella, I don’t think your face can get any redder,” Alice said.
“That’s not helpful at all, really.” I pulled down the right side of my jeans, so they could see the small tattoo I had on my hip. “See, happy?”
Alice looked so happy that I thought she might burst at any minute.
“Bella! That is so cute. What is it though? Some kind of animal or something, right? Is that a wolf?” Alice asked.
“No, it looks like a cat or something,” Emmett said.
I felt a cold finger touch my skin softly, and my heartbeat thundered in my ears.
“Not a cat, it’s a lion,” Edward said.
“A lion? Like a mountain lion right?” Emmett roared.
I sat back down and wished that I could somehow sink through the floor and be very far away from where I was and the conversation I was having. I had to think of something to say quickly. “For Leo, you know… it’s a zodiac sign.”
“But your birthday is in September,” Alice pointed out.
“Let’s leave poor Bella and her tattoo alone, shall we?” Edward said with a smile.
“Fine,” Emmett laughed. “I never pictured you as the tattoo type, though. Guess werewolves are bad influences after all.”
“Not really. It was just me and a few of the girls. Jacob didn’t like it,” I said. I knew that I was babbling, but I just couldn’t make myself be quiet.
“I bet he didn’t,” Edward murmured, and I practically turned crimson.
“We should go to check-in now.” Alice said. “The flight is going to be a bit delayed, but we might as well head that way.”
We headed to the check-in area. Alice was telling me about the new house, but the only thing I could think about was Edward’s cold hand pressed to the small of my back.