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Bella's Second Chance

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11. Chapter 11

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Bella's POV

We stand in the rain and silently wait for a cab. We stand under the awning of the hotel. We watch as the rain makes its way from the sky to the hard ground. We listen as the rain pitters and patters on the sidewalk.

I turn to Edward and study him. He's clearly mad. His jaw is set tight. His eyes are hard and fierce. He's angry. He's mad. He's gorgeous.

I can tell there are many questions he's longing to ask. He wants to know what's going on just as much as I do. The look in his eyes is not only hard but I see a soft twinkle. He's wondering. It's not the cute starry kind. It's the wondering how to get out of this alive kind. I can tell he wants to ask something. He just doesn't know what to ask.

Jacob's POV

"What do you mean?" Julia asks oh so innocently. This time I don't buy it.

"What are you? Who are you? You're not Julia. You're not human. So..." In a way I just answered myself. She's not a werewolf. I don't think. So does that mean, she's...one of them?

She sighs. Her eyes flicker from a brilliant green to a dull red. And back again.

"Jacob." Her voice is still disguised as Julia, but it's lost its charm. It's slightly harsher. Colder.

I don't respond.

"Jacob," She says again, getting up from the couch. "I'm not who you think I am."

No shit Sherlock.

"I'm not human. I'm a vampire. I'm not Julia. I'm Jane. I've lied to you. But only a little bit."

Now I can't keep silent. I srping up from the couch and start yelling.

"You haven't lied to me?! That's the biggest lie in the world! You kept from me something the really shouldn't have been kept! You could have told me that you're a blood sucking leech! You could have told me-"

She puts hers hands up. For some reason this silences me.

"I could have done a lot of things." She pauses, waiting for me to interrupt. I don't. "But would it have mattered?"

"What?!" I ask not able to control my voice. It's loud and harsh. But she deserves it.

"Wouldn't you still have imprinted on me with the knowledge of me being a vampire?' She gives me a look that makes me seethe. It's the look of triumph.

One that I'm sure I won't be able to wear at the end of this.

"But you still could have told me! You can't hold this kind of-"

"Would...it...have...matter?" She says, pausing after each word. She means to make me answer but I don't. I continue to yell.

"You can't just not tell me! I need to -"

Suddenly a sharp piercing pain is making its way though me. It starts at my center, almost my core, like a knife slowly cutting me apart. It burns and cuts through me. I scream and yell as loud as I can. It doesn't help. The pain just worsens. I fall to the ground, and flinch to try to get rid of the pain that causes me to feel as if on fire. It doesn't help. It just gets worse.

Just as suddenly as it attacks it's gone. It leaves me on the carpet crying. Weeping. The pain is gone but it seems to still live. It's not as sharp. It's dull. It still hurts though.

"I swore I would never do that again. If you could just answer my question, I won't have to..." Says a weepy voice.

There's silence as I still wince in pain.

"Would it have mattered?"

Her voice is harsh. I answer her in a low groan that hurts like hell.


Bella's POV

"How do we know?" Even though it's just a whisper it still startles me.

"She said so." I answer glancing around to make sure no one will hear us. I catch a glimpse of Edward. My heart skips a beat.

"Why should we trust her?" His voice is low and harsh.

"She...He...I..." Not only can I not find the words, I can't find the reason.

"Exactly." Edward says and turns around. He goes up to the bell boy and asks him to hold our bags. He then turns and starts to walk off. When he realizes that I'm not walking next to him. He turns and gives me a look. It's pure gorgeousness.

I would love to put on of my feet in front of the other, however with that image of him still blaring in my head, I find that I can't.

He comes back and grabs my hand with his cold one. He kisses it gently and gently pulls me along. I find that my feet leave the spot. But my eyes won't leave their spot.


Jacob's POV

"Now," Her voice is slightly less harsh but it still makes me wince. "If I could explain."

I nod allowing her to. I slowly make my way to the couch and when I sit I find that my entire body is still throbbing.

"I came here wanting to talk to the Cullens. I wanted to know if they could...forgive me. I wanted to shape up. I didn't want to be the horrible monster that I was. , that I am. I got off the plane and saw Edward and Bella leaving. I didn't bring attention to myself because I knew that Edward would probably hate me the most. So I came here. I was on my way to the Cullen's' house when I saw a bunch of Ambulances and police cars. Naturally I thought of something to feed off of. I thought I could snatch one of them up easy. I was out of my car before I could control myself. I...smelled you. I decided that that was the only way to get through this clean. If I was near you the entire time then I knew that I could do it. And so I did. "

I process this. Rather I try to. I can't help but obsess over the fact that I imprinted. On a vampire.

"And the...pain thing?" The words are out of my mouth before I realize that it's me who said it.

"That's one of my...extra powers. I can inflict pain on anyone through my own will. I decided the while I was coming clean I might as well go all the way. I swore I wouldn't do it....But I couldn't help it."


"So that's it?"

She laughs nervously and smiles at me.


Bella's POV

I giggle as we cross a not-so-busy-street.

"Where are we going?" I smile at Edward who seems to be in a generally better mood. "Aren't we supposed to be leaving?"

Edward turns to me. We stop walking. We look at each other for a minute in silence. My smile starts to fade as I see Edward's hard expression.

"Bella." His voice is just as hard. "Do you know Jacob's phone number?"