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Faker

Summary:
Bella Swan is all alone. Her love and his family left her in the town of Forks with nothing. When a deadly disease starts to spread, and Bella catches it, what does she have to live for? Some old friends come in to town, and give her back her will to live. They give her a new life that no one can know about, or it could be their demise. As a well restrained newborn, Bella tries to move on with her life. Can she? faker


Notes:
All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex and a few other people I made up all belong to Stephenie Meyer.


10. Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

I protested when they picked me up and covered my eyes. They didn’t reply, though, so I guessed that they chose not to listen.

After a few moments of them carrying me, they put me down, and let me see. I gasped when I saw it.

It was a small cabin next to a very small lake nestled right in the woods. It was two stories, and made from brown stones. It had a Victorian charm to it, with a modern twist.

I looked at them gratefully. “When did you get this?” I whispered.

“Oh, about a week ago. We thought we should get somewhere for all of us to hang out, so we wouldn’t freak out your dad,” Aaron explained. I nodded.

“We know you like the water, so we made sure to get it here,” Alex said happily. I nodded at him.

“Well, I guess we should get you home, before Charlie wakes up,” Becka sighed. I laughed, but nodded. No need to scare Charlie.

She reached out and grabbed my hand, and moments later we were in my room. As soon as we got there, she teleported back to the cabin.

As I looked at the spot she had been in confusion, I heard my dads heartbeats accelerate slightly, signaling he was getting up. I shifted to human form, and dove under the covers of my bed.

Charlie peeked into my room to check on me before going to the bathroom. I glanced at my clock when he closed my door. It read three thirty. I still had at least five hours before I could go down to La Push. I closed my eyes to pretend to sleep.

I opened my eyes slowly to bright light filling my room. Groggily, I sat up and yawned. I had slept soundly, and felt fully rested.

I froze. I had slept. I was a vampire; I couldn’t sleep! But the clock on the dresser said otherwise. I knew that I hadn’t zoned out, or just lost track of time. I had actually slept.

Thinking about how that was possible, I ran down the stairs. Charlie was in the kitchen.

“Hey Bella. What are you planning to do today?” He asked. I shrugged lightly.

“Oh, I was thinking about going back down to La Push to see Jacob,” I said lightly. He looked excited, and nodded. I reached into the counter while he ate his eggs and got the checkbook.

“Oh, well I was having Harry Clearwater up here today to watch the game. I guess its good you’re getting out,” He said. I smiled and nodded.

“Maybe you could have Billy come up too?” I suggested. He nodded and went over to the phone.

“Have fun then,” He said, waving me off. I ran to my truck and started the ride down to La Push. At least there would be few witnesses, I thought.

When I got there, Jacob was waiting. I opened the passenger door, and let him in. He quickly got in, trying to stay dry from the rain.

“Hey Jacob,” I said.

“Good call on getting Billy to go to your house,” He said. He raised his hand to give me a high five. I had to reach up to meet his hand. He laughed.

“So where to, Mr. Goodwrench?” I asked as I pulled out of his driveway. I didn’t want to see Billy and Harry that much. They were both believers of the old legends, and I didn’t want them to get suspicious of me.

“We’ll start at the dump first, see if we can get lucky and get some parts there. This could get a bit expensive, though,” he warned. “The bikes are going to need a lot of help before they’ll go again.” He looked at me. When he didn’t see any worry, he went one. “Over a hundred dollars maybe.”

I shrugged and pulled out the checkbook. “Don’t worry, we’re covered,” I said as I fanned myself with the checkbook. Really, if I needed a lot of money, I could just go to KJ. As it was, he was probably going to help pay for most of my college account.

As I drove to the dump, I thought about how odd of a day it had been. I had actually slept, and I felt happy. Lighter, more peaceful. It was like the sleep was helping to heal me. I guessed that I now had two groups helping me wake up to the world, I was less numb. I still was in pain, and probably would be for all of eternity. But some people could help.

Jacob was staring at my stereo as I lost myself in my thoughts. I finally noticed, and smiled sheepishly.

“Did the stereo break?” He asked.

“Yeah, it did,” I lied.

He stared at the hole, assessing the damage. “Who took it out? They did some pretty bad work…”

I smiled again. “I did,” I said, shamefully putting my head down. I never was good with machinery.

“Maybe you shouldn’t help with the motorcycles,” He said, laughing. I laughed and nodded too.

We got lucky at the dump, or at least that’s what Jacob said. He loaded some greasy old metallic pieces into the back of my truck. He seemed excited about it, and I pretended to understand what he was talking about. Me plus auto mechanics equals bad idea.

After the dump, he directed me to Checker Auto Parts in Hoquiam. With my truck, it took more than two hours to get there. I probably could have ran there faster, holding my truck in my arms.

While I drove, he told me about school, and his friends Quil and Embry. I asked him question, truly curious. His life was so much more interesting than mine had been when I was a sophomore.

“I’ve been doing all of the talking!” He complained after a long story about Quil and a girl. “Come on, your life has to be much more interesting than mine is,” He said. I fought back a smile. It was true; my vampire life was very exciting. My human side, however…

“Not really,” I said. “Don’t forget, I’m supposed to be one of the first survivors of the Pacific Flu. I haven’t seen anyone for awhile. But I am going back to school this week,” I said. I shuddered. I wasn’t looking forward to the stared. Zombie girl to dying girl to survivor girl, I couldn’t wait to hear the rumors.

He laughed. “I forgot about that. You don’t seem like some sickly girl,” He remarked. I shrugged.

“I’m not sick anymore. Anyway, your friend Quil sounds really funny,” I said, changing the subject.

“Yeah, I think Quil would like you, too,” He said with a frown.

I laughed. “He’s a little young for me.”

“He’s not that much younger. Only about a year and a half,” he said, his frown deepening.

I knew we weren’t talking about Quil anymore. I didn’t want to lead Jacob on, but I didn’t want to hurt him. I made my voice light and teasing. “Yes, but don’t forget how much more mature girls are. Between girls and guys, you would have to count the difference in dog years. That makes me almost twelve years older, right?”

He rolled his eyes. “Fine, but if you look at it like that, you have to average in size too. You’re so tiny; I would have to knock off ten years.”

We argued about stuff like that until we reached Hoquiam. Jacob had to concentrate, though, when we got there. He picked out all of the needed parts, and I paid for it. He was confident that we would get far with our bundle.

When we got back to La Push, I was in my mid twenties and Jacob was thirty—he had been weighing skills in his favor.

He took out all of the supplies we had gotten, and took them to the garage. Since Billy wasn’t there, we didn’t have to sneak. I offered to help with the heavier things, but he just shook his head and said that they were too heavy for me. Yeah right.

He started to disassemble the motorcycles, while I watched in fascination. He made it look almost graceful, like an art, the way he took apart the bikes, carefully putting them into piles, and moving whatever we had replaced.

All too soon, Charlie was calling for us. As Jacob had worked, we had been arguing over our ages still. When we ran up the path to his house, we were still laughing, really laughing. Charlie looked at me in shock. I was a little miffed, but didn’t let it bother me. He hadn’t seen me with my coven much, so he didn’t know that I was slowly getting better, though I would never heal.

Jacob, and the Clearwater kids, Seth and Leah, and I all ate out on the porch, since it was too crowded to be in the Black’s small living room. We all joked around, and were laughing. I noticed that Leah seemed a little bored, but then again, so was I. I didn’t enjoy having to pretend to eat human food that much.

“Hey Bella, why aren’t you eating?” Jacob asked, noticing my uneaten spaghetti. I grimaced, and quickly thought of an excuse.

“Oh, I’m just not that hungry, I guess. I haven’t really gotten my appetite back,” I said. He was still watching me, so I took a big bite of the noodles, and fought back a gag. It had absolutely no flavor, and tasted and felt like dirt running down my throat.

Eventually, I had to go. I really didn’t want, which surprised me. I usually avoided social contact with anyone, except my coven and Jacob. I guess being with Jacob made me a little more comfortable.

Charlie drove me home in my truck. He seemed in an unusually good mood, and I could guess why. I was talking and laughing again with people my age, and he hoped that I would be good for school tomorrow.

I said goodnight to him, and waited until he was asleep. As soon as I heard the steady beat of his heart, and light snoring, I jumped out of my window, and ran into the woods.

Human food did not set well in me.