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Liar

Summary:
Bella Swan is in a very tight spot. On one side is her coven, the vampires who saved her life. On the other are the werewolves she has come to befriend. She herself is a vampire, but that doesn't change anything-to her. When more and more things start to pile up in Bella's life, will she be able to handle it? Or will she crack from it all and reveal the truth? The sequel to Faker. Banner by the one and only Iris!


Notes:
So, this is the sequel to Faker! I hope you enjoy this!


14. Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

For the entire trip back, I just sat in Edwards arms, staring at his perfect face. He stared back at mine, and I was glad he didn’t comment on the changes it had gone through. I didn’t think I would be able to lie to him now.

He stared right back at me, staring deep into my eyes. Occasionally, he would bend down and quickly brush my lips with his, or stroke my face. He held my hand in his, and sometimes would kiss my wrist as well.

I was in my own personal heaven. Sitting here in his arms, safe and protected. It didn’t matter that neither of us were human. Right now, it was just Edward and me. Nothing else.

Beside us, Alice was happily chattering on her phone with Jasper. I blocked her out. I didn’t want to invade their privacy.

When we got back to Seattle, I felt wide awake and alert. More than I had since I first was changed. It made me feel stronger.

I guess it was my body’s way of preparing me for what was coming.

When Emmett pulled up to my house, Charlie was waiting there, looking very unhappy. I wondered what Jake had told him.

Edward helped me out of the car, and then bent down to my ear. “I think this would go better if I left. Charlie’s not too happy with me right now.”

I looked at him, afraid. “You’re leaving?” I asked, alarmed. I kept my voice low enough so Charlie wouldn’t hear.

“I’m just going back to my house. I’ll be back tonight,” he promised. I nodded sullenly.

He laughed and gave me a quick peck on the forehead. Then he got back into the black car, and he was gone.

I took a deep breath and walked over to Charlie. He was standing on the porch. I could hear his blood pounding through him in anger.

“Hey Dad,” I said cautiously. His eyes tightened, and showed all of the worry he had gone through. I instantly felt guilty.

“Bella, where have you been?” he whispered.

“I was with Alice. There was an emergency, and I said I would go with her. We didn’t have her cell phone with us, so I couldn’t call.”

His raised his eyes. “What was the emergency?”

I internally flinched. I didn’t think of anything past that. “Well, you see…I was hanging out with Aaron and Alex the day Alice came. We were swimming, and Alice heard them teasing me about jumping from the cliff. She told Rosalie, who told Edward. She accidentally made it seem like I was committing suicide. He was freaking out, so I went to talk to him. It’s all better now,” I concluded.

There, I though to myself, I stuck to the truth as much as I could. I didn’t want to lie, since I might mess up later.

Charlie was frozen. “You...jumped off…a cliff?” He choked. Uh oh, I thought.

“Dad,” I laughed. “I was with Aaron and Alex.”

His fearful expression cleared, and became bemused. “Those boys are the biggest daredevil’s I ever met.” Then he looked at me with a hard glance. I flinched. “Why did you jump off a cliff with them?”

I thought quickly. Thank god I could think fast enough now. “Well, they were teasing me about being too chicken. I told them I didn’t want to, but they were being very persuasive. They got me to think it was like at the pool.”

He laughed. “Those boys could convince a geologist a rock really was the piece of an old temple. I guess I see your point.”

I sighed in relief. Charlie let me into the house before he spoke again. This time his voice was angry. “Why would Edward care if you were trying to kill yourself anyway?”

“It was a misunderstanding. He didn’t want to leave, but he thought that it would be best for me if we…separated. He thought long distance relationships were unhealthy.”

Charlie blinked. I guess he didn’t think there was a good reason. “So, you guys are back together now?” he finally asked.

I nodded. He looked upset, but didn’t say anything about it. Instead he changed the subject.

“Well, you got a message from Becka. I would call her back. She sounded pretty angry about something,” he said casually as he sat down on the couch and turned the television on.

I froze, anxiety washing through me. I hadn’t thought of Becka or her reaction to me going to Italy. She wouldn’t be happy.

I walked into the kitchen, and turned on the message machine. It took a minute for her recording to come on, but I shrunk in fear when it did.

“Hi, this is Becka,” her cheerful voice came on. There was no hint of any underlying tension. Not that the phone could pick up, at least. “I was just hoping that when Bella got in she could call me. The guys and I are in town, and we wanted to come and see her. See you soon!”

I groaned quietly. I was so dead. Where everyone else thought me jumping off a cliff was suicide, they would think my little trip to Italy was. They knew who lived there.

I slowly typed in her cell phone number. She was probably waiting in the cabin right now.

“Hello?” her voice came on after the fist ring. She sounded anxious, and I felt fear for the anger to come.

“Hey Beck. This is Bella,” I said quickly.

At once her growls filled the phone. “I am coming over right now to pick you up. We are having a little chat,” she said with false cheerfulness through the growls. I could tell she was trying not to break her phone.

I could a quite scuffle suddenly, and then Alex’s voice came on. “She’ll be there in a second. Be nice, please. It’s been hell living with her for the past few days,” he warned.

“Alright,” I whimpered. He laughed, and hung up.

At that moment, Becka knocked on the door. He scent filled the area around the house, and I sighed. Time to talk to the devil.

“I got it Dad,” I said. He grunted, already lost in the game. Really, my dad wouldn’t notice if a shooting was going on in the next room if he was watching his games.

I opened the door to Becka. She shot me a dark look before composing her face and walking in. He brown hair was in a messy pony, and strands fell down on her face. She wore a grey turtleneck and black jeans.

“Hey Charlie, is it alright if I take Bella out for a bit? I’ll have her home before nine,” she promised.

“Sure, just be careful,” Charlie said. Becka raised her eyes at me, and I shrugged.

I walked out the door behind Becka. We walked in silence to the end of the driveway, and then she turned on me.

“Not here,” I hissed before she could start yelling. She took a deep breath, and exhaled angrily. She roughly grabbed my arm and teleported me to the cabin in the woods. I was careful to make sure all of their minds were blocked, and that Alice couldn’t see me.

Aaron and Alex looked up from the grass. They were sitting next to the pond, arguing over a bet they had had. They saw the expressions on our faces.

Aaron grinned. “Finally, Bella gets to see Becka’s anger turned on her. This ought to be fun.” I glowered at him, a low growl building up in my chest.

“Wow,” Alex commented. “You’re upset today.”

“She should be,” Becka said through her teeth. She turned to me, and her eyes were a flat black. I could no longer here her heartbeat. I guessed she was really angry. “Her suicide attempt didn’t go so well, did it?”