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Friendships

Summary:
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


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


4. Secrets Revealed...well most of them anyway

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I could not take much more of this party. Not with this undercurrent of dread going through the groom's family. I finally went upstairs and grabbed my jacket and snuck out. I noticed Emmett starting to follow me out before he paused and sat down again, still watching me.

I slipped out the backdoor and further into the woods. It wasn't raining for once, but the air and trees were still damp. I took one of the cigarettes out of my pocket and stared at it for a minute. I really shouldn't, but then what would it hurt? My lungs, heart and just about everything else.

I ignored the rational side of me and lit it, inhaling the smoke. God, that was disgusting. Why am I doing this?

"Smoking is bad for you."

I shrieked at the sound of Jacob's voice as I spun around to face him. He was standing in the shadows of the tree with his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn't wearing his tux anymore, in fact he wasn't wearing much of anything. Just a pair of shorts His torso was nice though. Broad shoulders, strong pecks and a flat, hard, stomach. His hips bones jutted out slightly which made him look leaner then I first thought he was. His arms were nice too.

When I looked up at his face, he was smirking. He knew he looked the way he did and he had caught me staring. I glared.

"What?"

"Nothing." He shook his head, still giving me that feral smile.

"Do you want one?"

"No. They're gross."

"You're right," I said simply, dropping the smoke to the ground and crushing it with my heeled foot. "Are you going to tell me what's going on now?"

He sobered instantly and held out his hand. "Come with me."

I eyed it. "I don't think so."

He rolled his eyes. "Any chance of my ravishing you is wishful thinking on your part."

My eyes widened like I was offended. "Are you saying I'm not ravish worthy?"

That grin was back. "We'll see."

Holy...cow, I was flirting, quite shamefully, with Bella's ex. If that was what he was. What kind of cousin/best friend was I?

"Will you come?" he interrupted my thoughts.

I looked at his offered hand and back at the house. I had this strange feeling that I was being watched.

"He'll follow," Jacob said softly. I guessed it was because he did not want me to hear the anger in his voice. I still did.

I didn't bother to ask, I knew I would not get a straight answer, not yet. Instead I took his hand and he pulled me a few yards into the woods. The house was still in sight, meaning my screams would still be heard. I relaxed a little.

Jacob looked far from relaxed. In fact he was pacing around, running his hands through his hair. A blast of wind rustled through the trees and I shivered. It did not seem to affect him at all.

"Why aren't you cold?" I asked him. He was wearing next to nothing. I at least had a padded jacket over my sleeveless arms.

He stopped suddenly, right in front of me. "Because, my body temperature runs hotter then most people's."

I could believe that. I had felt it, twice. He had been even more then feverishly hot, but he seemed as healthy as a horse and not much smaller then one.

"I see," I said finally.

"Not yet you don't." He was back to pacing and it was beginning to irritate me.

"What's going on? Who-What were those people? What did they want?"

He stopped again. "Do you believe in your nightmares?" he asked. "The things that hide under your bed and in your closet." He paused "Do you believe in vampires?"

I was about to laugh and shake my head, get angry at him for avoiding the question and asking me a foolish one, but there was something in his eyes that made me stop and think about it. Vampires...blood suckers, Dracula, pale skinned, red eyed beings that-pale skinned red eyed beings. Like those people today. Supposedly they were beautiful. The vampires. So beautiful that no mortal could resist them even though they knew that something about them was dangerous.

"It's not that hard of a question."

I ignored him. My mind was racing. All the weird looks, the ironic smiles, Bella's inability to explain some things to my liking. Vampires, the Cullens were vampires, and so were those things that came. They were different, but still.

"Oh, Bella," I breathed. I finally saw Jacob again and he was standing with his arms dangling at his sides, looking defeated. "Does she know?"

"Yes," he said softly.

"How do you know?"

He hesitated.

"Never mind. Why is she still-?"

"The Cullens don't...eat humans. They feed off the blood of animals."

"What's going to happen to her?" I whispered. I think I already knew the answer and by the look on Jacob's face I knew I was right. I needed him to say it...or not say it.

He stepped closer and knelt, yeah he knelt, down in order to look me in the face. His hands completely dwarfed my shoulders and I was scared again. Scared of what he would tell me, scared of how easily those hands could break my back.

"After the honeymoon, she's going to be changed into one of them."

I must have looked stricken and I think I gasped. Jacob's hand left my shoulder and touched my cheek. "Evelyn, please."

I found myself balancing on his knee, my own must have given out.

"Evelyn?"

I looked up at him. "Vampire?" I whispered. "But-she's-I can't-"

"I know. I've tried everything."

"She's excited about it." I shake my head. "She wants to be with him. I can't-I can't try to stop it. I would be a hypocrite. I would be-"

I was babbling and he was listening, stroking my back, my hair, my hand. Trying to calm me. I must have lost a good deal of coloring, like I always did when I was upset. Bella and I were polar opposites in that. Where she went red, I went pale. It was kind of amusing. Soon though, she wouldn't have any blood to make her blush.

I shuddered a little. "How is it that you know all of this?" I finally questioned. I stood up and he moved away, looking nervous.

I had a feeling he was not human. Anyone could look at him, know his real age and feel the heat radiating off of him, and know that. How he explained it to people who knew him really well, I don't know. Perhaps the same way he was about to explain it to me.

"How do I say this?" he muttered. "Bella figured it out on her own, but she had a back story. She doesn't have that."

Great, he was talking to himself now and pacing again. I decided to just get this over with so I stood in front of him. He stopped inches from me and looked down in surprise.

"What are you?" My voice was shaking and I was afraid I would break down, scream or run away. Not that he would let me do the last two, but I can't help feeling the way I was. Everything I ever knew was, well...wrong. It was the strangest thing to realize that what you had been told since you imagined them under your bed, were real. They really could have been under the bed, ready to eat me.

"What am I?" he repeated the question. He seemed to be trying to word this right. Probably so it did not freak me out to much. "Have you ever seen the Underworld movies?"

Now that I was not expecting. "Y-you mean the ones with the vampires and the w-werewolves..." I trailed off.

"Yes," he said simply.

"Oh my-" I took a step back and would have fallen had he not reached out and grabbed me. "Let go."

"I'm not going to eat you!" he snapped. The fact that I even thought he would seemed to have made him angry. "That Lee-Edward, is more likely you eat you then I would."

My hands went to my neck and I squeaked.

"He won't," Jacob said quickly. "Don't worry. He has control. And if he does try to..." He let the threat hang in the air.

I took a shaky breath. "You're a werewolf?"

He shrugged. "Me and a few others."

My jaw dropped and he grinned. "It's our...inheritance. It's in our blood. We are supposed to protect our lands and the people in it from vampires. Many years ago, Carlisle and Edward signed a treaty with my ancestors saying they would stay off of our land and not bite a human. If they did then their lives were forfeit and if the escaped us, then they could never come back."

"So, when they bite Bella...?"

"They can never come back. Well, at least the biter can't."

"I see."

Jacob nodded. "Y-you should head back. They can only lie for you for so long."

"They know you're out here?"

"They can smell me. We smell, disgusting for each other." He grinned at that. "My scent is all over you."

I snorted. "Oh brother."

He laughed quietly. "You should go."

I looked to the house and then back at him. "Come with me please."

"What? Why?"

"I need someone who knows and who isn't going to be doing it. I don't think I'd be able to keep my mouth shut when I see my aunt and uncle and mother thinking Bella is going to live happily ever after."

He bit his lip. "Alright, but I have to go change. I don't think showing up to a wedding reception in cut offs and no shirt is socially acceptable."

I laughed. "How did you get here?"

"I ran. So I'll be back quickly."

I stood looking at him and he paused in what ever it was he was planning on doing. "Why are you still standing here?"

"I want to see," I said simply. I really did. A werewolf was a very rare thing as you could imagine.

He grinned. "Alright, but turn your back. Unless you want to see me naked that is."

I turned around quickly as he barked in laughter. There was some shuffling and then a cold nose touched my hand. I turned back to face him and gasped. He was the largest wolf I had ever seen. His fur was long and a russet brown, like his skin, and his eyes were as dark as ever.

"Oh, wow," was all I could get out. I reached out and he came quickly to my hand, allowing me to scratch his ears. "Aww," I cooed "You are so cute."

He snorted and growled a little in the back of his throat, before nipping at my hand playfully and trotting into the trees and out of sight

I waited for him on the porch, not wanting to go in and face Bella just yet. At one point Edward poked his head out, looked at me, and then quickly went back inside. I wish I could say I glared at him, but I was too afraid to make him angry.

Jacob returned in less then fifteen minutes. He wasn't wearing a tux, but he wore slacks and a black dress shirt. I smiled at him and took my jacket off, hanging it up with the guests.

"Don't say anything you shouldn't," Jacob whispered to me.

"I don't know what to say at all," I whispered back.

I avoided Bella, the Cullens and everyone else. In fact I ended up in the kitchen, which was kind of bad because I kept thinking about how they really did not need this kitchen. Jacob was with me the whole time and I saw my mother throwing me looks. I would be in for it after the reception.

I didn't care if I got in trouble, I just wanted to...I'm not sure.

I talked quietly with Jacob about everything but Bella. I found out he liked the fix cars and he had a motorcycle. He also had twin sisters and his mother had died when he was ten. He told me that he missed her a lot and that she had loved to sing and play guitar.

"I would go to bed every night to the sound of her voice. She was teaching me how to play when she died. I never continued. I couldn't. It made my dad sad and I did not want that."

"I'm sorry."

Jacob gave me a sad smile. "You weren't the drunk that hit her." He changed the subject quickly. "Have you ever heard of cliff diving?"

"Um...sort of. Why?"

"I do it all the time. Me and the rest of the pa-my friends," he amended.

"Evelyn, Evelyn." My little sister came running into the kitchen, her flower girl dress stained slightly from the chocolate fountain. "Bella is leaving. You missed her throwing the bouquet."

I just nodded and she turned and left.

"Go," Jacob said. "You'll regret not saying goodbye. You won't see her again after this."

I took a shuddering breath and walked out to where everyone was saying goodbye. Bella kept craning her neck above everyone's head. When she spotted me, she smiled. I did too, I had to. I hurried over to her and she hugged me. We were both shaking. Edward was standing at her elbow with his normal veiled expression. I could feel Jacob's heat behind me.

"I love you, Bells," I whispered. "I wish you all the best."

I pulled away to see her sad smile.

"So do, I," Jacob added.

He too was shaking and I had a feeling that this was a bad thing. I did not think about it. I was having a hard time thinking about anything but the fact that my cousin was about to become a monster.

Edward shifted and nodded to me. "It was nice meeting you, Evelyn."

I could not answer him. I just shook my head and turned to run away. A feat that was made difficult when I ran into Jacob. It was like running into a brick wall.

"You need to be more careful, Evelyn," my mother snapped. I tried not to glare at her. Mom, if only you knew. You would lock me in a cage, never let me out. You already try to keep me away from the world because you were afraid to loose control, but I always figured out how to get out into it. Now I wish I did not know. I wish, that I still thought my cousin would be happily living with her heart beating.

"Evelyn," Bella said softly.

I did not answer her. I only blinked back tears and stared at the button on Jacob's shirt.

"Goodbye," I whisper.

It is so final, so cold, it almost makes me sick to hear myself say it. I shouldn't hate her. I don't hate her. I'll miss her. At least while she was in Forks I knew there was some way I could still see her, but now, never.

"Goodbye," she said.

Then she was gone.