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I could not understand why she liked it so much. The rain. When we were in her room packing for her to leave and she mournfully threw all her tank tops into a pile to give to me, she said that she hated Forks because of the rain. Now, on the phone when I called her in response to the wedding invitation, she sounded like the rain was the greatest thing since…well Edward Cullen, her fiancé. For being so against marriage at a young age, Aunt Rene and my mother sure were exited about this wedding. So much so, that we were flying in two weeks early in order to help out. Edward/Bella, Jacob/OC

I can't stop writing. It's boardering on obessive.

13. Don't make me let them eat you

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Present in the room, was Embry, Quil, Sam and Emily along with Charlie, Rene, my Mother and Phil. Phil was sitting quietly on the couch, flipping through a magazine, seemingly resigned to his fate. My mother on the other hand was angry.

She was standing in front of Sam and speaking rapidly, her head titled upward to look into his face. Sam's face was set in a calm mask.

He looked up when we entered and rolled his eyes. Stepping past her, he touched my shoulder as he headed out the door. "You explain it to her," he muttered. Embry and Quil left with him.

My mother's gaze was accusing and questioning. Both Charlie and Rene looked at me. Thanks, Sam for leaving the dirty work for me.

I took deep calming breaths, thankful that Jacob was standing next to me. "Can't you just accept that you are in danger and need to stay here until it passes?" I asked.

"I want to know what I am in danger from!" my mother hissed.

"You really don't...I mean, you'll sleep better if you don't know."

"Evelyn Grace Martin, you tell me right now!"

"What are you going to do?" I asked testily, still angry at her for making me come home. "You've already forbidden me to see the one thing I care about." I looked at Jacob out of the corner of my eye and he looked very smug. He caught me watching him and smirked.

My mother was at a loss for words. She truly couldn't do anything to me that would make me tell the truth. I could tell her about werewolves and vampires, prove it too, but then they would ask the danger. A vampire, I would say. Who? Why? They would ask. How could I say Bella?

"Tell us, Evelyn," my aunt Rene said softly.

I met her eyes. "Don't make me do it, please."

"They came and practically dragged us out of the house and locked us in here. I want to know why."

"You don't!" I snapped. I looked at Jacob for support, but he wasn't meeting my eye. Paul was to wrapped up in staring at Angela and she seemed enthralled by his gaze. Were Jacob and I so cheesy looking? I turned back to my family. "Some things in life should not ever be found out."

"I want to know," Rene and my mother said at the same time.

"Tell them." It was Phil who had spoken. "They want to know. Who are you to deny them the truth?"

"Fine," I hissed. "Bella. Bella is on the loose and if she somehow ends up here, she'll kill you all. Sam is trying to protect you by brining you to the reservation."

There was silence, then my mother crossed the room and grabbed my arms. "How can you be so cruel? How can you say something like that!" She was screaming in my face and shaking me.

"Don't touch her!" Jacob was towering over both of us, his face dark.

My mother did not seem perturbed. When my mother got angry, nothing scared her. "She's my daughter, you have no right to tell me what I can or can not do with her!"

"Do you want to test that?"

Paul had a firm grip on Jacob's arm, and he looked a little nervous. "Jake?"

"Jacob don't," I said softly. My mother had let go, but Jacob had not moved or dropped his threatening posture.

"There are reasons, I don't want you around him," my mother whispered. "He's dangerous."

"Yes," I agreed. "If he gets angry enough, he'd rip my throat out."

I did not look at Jacob when I said this, it was kind of mean. I sighed. "It's a long story and telling you...well I'm not supposed to know, but I'm a special case...so is Angela." I glanced at my new friend.

My mother gave me an incredulous look, but Rene seemed to be hanging on my every word. Even Phil, who knew, was waiting to see what I would say. "I don't know much about it..." I started and continued my story. I started when I first arrived, the weird feeling, Bella's inability to explain some things. I told them about first seeing Embry and how it freaked me out. I told them about the wedding when I first discovered that something was going on. Then I told them Bella's fate and about Marcus and his coven.

I could tell my mother still did not believe me. It was crazy considering it was an elaborate story and why would I lie about danger. That was my mother for you, practical, controlling and disbelieving of everything different then she was.

"She pretended to be dead," Charlie said softly. He hadn't said anything through out the whole argument and I had forgotten he was even there.

"Yeah," I said softly. "She did."

Silence and Charlie looked at Jacob. "This is why you were so against Edward."

Jacob nodded. "Natural enemy and all. I didn't want to hate her."

"You don't really believe all of this?"

Charlie turned to my mother. "Jenna...there is proof and to many people claiming knowledge. I mean look at the boy!" He motioned to Jake. "Does he look human to you?"

Jenna looked from Jacob to me and then to Jacob again. "I want to leave," she said again. "Even more so, if he's a monster."

"He's not a monster!" I screamed. It had hit a nerve. I couldn't believe anyone would call Jacob a monster. He was far from one, they all were. This was my other family, the pack, I couldn't help but feel offended and angry for them.

"I think you should stop talking, Jenna," Phil put in conversationally. "They might let you leave and you might get eaten."

Her eyes narrowed. "Evelyn's coming with me. We're going home."

"Like hell you are," Jacob growled. His grip was almost painfully firm around my waist.

I cringed. This was not going well. I moved closer to Jacob when my mother's eyes flashed to me. Why did she have to be like this? Why couldn't she be like Angela and Charlie and Rene? Accepting and unrealistic.

"Think about it, Jen," Charlie said. "That friend they brought...they're strange looking beauty. It makes sense."

She opened her mouth and closed it again, before sitting down on the couch with a frown. I sighed. She would stay, though she wouldn't keep quiet for long. There would be veiled remarks and she would end up taking me home anyway. Still, she wouldn't die.

Jacob was still scowling and on the verge of growing fangs. I touched his arm, but he only relaxed slightly. I wasn't sure what was up with him. We all were staying and we would all be safe, but Jacob was angry about something. I would ask him or maybe Sam later.

The silence was very thick and awkward and Aunt Rene kept staring at me. I wondered if she was mad at me for not telling the truth. You could never tell with her. She was so calm that passionate anger could come off as minor annoyance.

"So," Emily started, I had forgotten she was there. "Any one hungry?"

"Are you insane?" my mom asked.

Jacob growled again.

"Don't talk to her like that," Paul snapped.

This was not going well. Who knows how long we would be in here all together.

"I'll help you, Em," I told her, disentangling myself, from Jacob's arm.

"Sorry," I said after we were in the kitchen.

"It's fine," she said softly. "It's some bit news to take."

"I hope she doesn't mention-" I motioned to Emily's face. "I don't think we'll be able to stop them."

"Did you find anything?" Jacob's voice stopped Emily from answering.

"Nothing," Sam answered. "She either not here yet or hiding her trail. Jasper says the hiding would be difficult for a new born."

"If she was coming, wouldn't she be here by now?" Angela asked quietly.

Sam blinked. "Who are you? Never mind. I don't know if she's coming our not. I just want to be sure."

"So you dragged us here for nothing?"

My mother again.

Sam turned to regarded her quietly and she looked nervous for a moment. "I could have let you stay and get eaten. I still could."

"Don't threaten my mother," I said half heartedly.

My cell phone rang suddenly, causing me and every human in the room to jump. I opened it. "Hello?"



"Yes. Is there any sign?"


Silence and a sigh. "I don't know how this could have happened."

I didn't know what to say. I looked around the room at the edgy adults and frowning werewolves. Sam's fingers were twitching and I could feel Jacob looming over me as if he could protect me from the man on the other side of the phone.

"Maybe you shouldn't have changed her in the first place," I snapped.

"Maybe I shouldn't have," he agreed. "If I hear anything, I'll tell you all."

"Give me the phone," Sam said quickly.

I didn't get a chance to say anything before he took it from me. "Listen closely you can come back. If she shows up you are the only person who can stop her."

"What?" Paul, Jake, Embry and Quil shouted.

Sam ignored them, listening to what Edward was saying at the other end. "Not surprised," he said. "No, they probably don't want to see you. Alright. Be quick, I don't know how long we have. Right, of course." He snapped the phone closed and handed it back to me.

"You can't let him come back," Jacob protested.

"I can and I am. He's the only one who can stop her. I doubt any of you want to kill her...no matter who she hurts." He glanced at me when he said this. "Edward can keep her away from everyone. It's for the best."

Jacob growled and stormed out of the room. I moved to go after him, but Sam stopped me. "Don't. Wait a few minutes."

I nodded and sat on the couch next to Phil. How could everything become so crazy in the span of an afternoon? It wasn't fair to any of us. Stupid vampires!