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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!


3. Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

After I said a quick goodbye to Charlie, I ran to my truck. It was drizzling slightly, but the air pressure said that it would stop soon.

I drove to La Push a little faster than my truck could handle. When I pulled up to the old red house, it was groaning in protest. I got out and patted the hood lightly. Poor old truck, I thought, mentally cringing. If my love for speed increased, I would need a new truck soon.

I was expecting Jake to coming running out at the sound of my truck, especially since it was louder than usual. But when he didn’t I became a little worried. I couldn’t hear or smell him inside the house. All I heard was Billy wheeling himself to the porch, and the cup of coffee he was making.

“Hey there Bella,” he said when he saw me standing by the porch. I smiled at him happily.

“Hey there Billy. Is Jake out?” I asked innocently.

He nodded. “Yeah, they caught a trail that was really fresh. They think they might catch her now.”

I felt my face pale, the little blood in me leaving my face. I still couldn’t get past the thought of Jake facing Victoria. She was too wild, too clever for him to face her. I didn’t worry about another vampire, just the wolves.

“Oh no Billy,” I murmured. He nodded, chuckling.

“This one is a bit tougher than usual, but we’ll get her,” he promised, trying to calm me down. I nodded uneasily.

“I guess I’ll go down to the beach,” I said with a shrug.

“Okay. Be careful, Bella,” he said, wheeling himself back inside. I could hear him pouring some cold cereal, and knew that he would be fine.

I got in my truck, and went down to the beach. I could smell my siblings, and knew that they were hiding somewhere.

Suddenly, I got an idea. If I could make force fields to move physical objects, could I focus on specific objects?

I closed my eyes in concentration, and raised my hand with the palm facing in. I shot out a field, letting it pass over the trees and rocks, until I felt the three of them hiding about three hundred feet away. I let my shield become solid around them only, and pushed them until they were right in front of me.

They all looked staggered, their faces slightly pale and twisted in shock. I could guess that having an invisible wall come up and push you away would be a little nerve racking.

“How-you-tree-wall-what?” Becka stammered. I laughed at her face. She looked like she just watched a horse drive a car.

“I just figured out a way to manipulate my force fields. I can concentrate on specific objects, and pull or push them,” I told them.

They all stared at me for a minute. “Well…damn,” Aaron muttered. Alex just looked livid.

“Why do you get to have all the cool powers? It’s totally unfair!” he muttered. Becka punched his shoulder lightly.

“Ah, you’re just jealous,” she said teasingly. He just shrugged. Then wonder crossed Becka’s face. She turned to face me. “Could you put shields on a person's mind?” She asked. I frowned.

“I could try, I guess. I don’t know if it’ll work, though,” I said with a shrug. I closed my eyes again, and raised my hand.

This time I didn’t look for anything physical. I looked for the energy of Becka’s mind. I could feel her power surging through her. I felt the venom and blood give energy to her body. I focused on that, and clenched my hand into a fist for a moment, expecting it to fade as soon as I released my hand.

I was surprised when it stayed. I opened my eyes. Becka looked perfectly fine. But I felt somewhat connected to her, like I was in a force field with her. Then I realized I was. I had expanded the shield around my mind to hers, and it stuck. I would have to actually stop and think to remove it.

Aaron nodded, as did Alex. “It works. I can feel Becka’s mind there, like fog. But I can’t focus in on it,” Aaron said.

Becka turned to me. “Keep this shield up. I have had too many issues with them making me forget or freak out about things. It needs to stop,” she said, exasperated. I smirked at the boys and nodded.

“Well, you want to go cliff diving?” Alex said, grabbing my hand. We started to run up to the large cliffs.

“Hey, where’s doggy boy?” Aaron asked when we got to the top of the tallest cliff. I raised my eyes at him.

“Obviously not here. He’s going after Victoria right now,” I told him quietly. They all heard the worry in my tone.

“Ah Bells, it’ll be okay,” Aaron said, patting me on the shoulder. I shook my head with a sigh.

“I guess it will be,” I said in an uncertain voice.

“You really need a way to let out stress,” Becka said, smiling. I stuck my tongue out at her. Just then it started to rain.

“You don’t have to wait for the wolf, do you?” Alex asked. “It’s raining hard enough now that it won’t seem weird that you’re wet.”

I considered that for a moment. I really had an odd urge to jump suddenly; it seemed like it would bring a release of some kind. It was overpowering all my other senses.

I nodded. “Yeah, I’ll go first,” I said.

Becka nodded. “Alright. You go, and then come back up here and tell us how it went. I always want at least two others with me, though, in case a wolf comes,” she ordered.

“Yes mom,” Aaron muttered sarcastically. She punched him quickly in the gut and teleported to the other side of the small clearing before he could get her back.

I walked forward to the edge of the cliff. The wind was screaming; it sounded like all the lives lost in the sea were calling up from their watery graves. It thrashed my hair around, making my vision cloud over with strands of brown hair. The rain pelted my skin. But it felt good against my cold hard skin, since I actually felt it.

Through all of that, I felt peaceful, like I was about to do something to end my suffering. I knew that to jump from this height would probably kill me if I was human. But not now.

As I mentally drifted in my peacefulness, I felt freer. Like a weight was being lifted from my mind. I shook it off. It was probably nothing. But as I curled on my toes to jump, I felt an itch on the back of my neck, like someone was watching me. Duh, I though. Your coven is watching and waiting for you to jump!

The thought brought a smile to my face. It was like when I was human, and we went to the pool. I was diving off the high board for the first time. They had been there too…

All thoughts left my mind as I jumped. All my pain, my worries, my happiness, it all left me. I was free from the things that made me human-like.

I was a spirit, tumbling down the earth. I was made of air, joining it as I whistled down, going faster thanks to gravity. The rush going though my veins, lighting my venom on fire was addicting. I yelled out from the intensity of it.

I was briefly aware of the sound of a wolf’s howl and a quick curse before I went right into the dark, looming water.

It chilled me to the bones, even though I was already frozen. The water seemed like it was charged with electricity. I was suddenly aware of everything around me with an alarming realization.

Becka and the others had just left. Jake had heard me yell out, and saw me jump. I guessed that he hadn’t seen my coven, though. I would have heard fights breaking out.

Now I would have to pretend to struggle. Even though I was a vampire, I was having trouble in some ways. I couldn’t use human strength to get out of the water. The current was too strong. I was being thrashed around like a rope in tug of war.

As I sunk down lower, I realized that people would expect me to choke a little. So I swallowed some water quickly, only bothered by its weight in my chest. I still couldn’t handle cold liquids going into me.

Suddenly, I could see a dark shadow coming down. I recognized it as Jake. I knew he would have no problem with the water. I moved my limbs like a toddler, trying to help him find me.

He sliced through the water, and dragged me up. I slowly opened my eyes as he towed me to shore.

When he got to the beach, I began to cough up water. I had waited until it would be easiest for him to handle.

“Are you alright?” Jake asked as I sputtered up some water. I looked up at him and nodded.

“I’m fine,” I rasped. He smiled in relief, and then turned angry.

“What were you thinking? Didn’t you notice that there was a storm out there? You could have been killed!” He cried out. I looked down guiltily.

“I wasn’t thinking,” I muttered.

“I think that’s obvious,” he said, but softer this time. He carried me to my truck, which was sitting next to the beach. I remembered parking it there, though it seemed like so long ago.

Jake sat me down gently in the passenger seat of my car. He was treating me like I was made of glass. I felt like it too, though. Not physically, but mentally. I had a weird feeling that something horrible was happening, or was going to, as a result of what I just did.

But before he started the car, I saw something far off in the distance. It was too far out for me to see it clearly. All I could see was orange, flickering on the back water. I could tell my mind was slow. I knew what it was, but I couldn’t focus on it. I let it go, knowing it would come to me later.

As Jake drove on the dark road, I noticed something was upsetting him. “Jake, why do you look so sad?” I asked.

He sighed. “Harry just had a heart attack. Sam and the others are at the hospital right now,” he told me sadly.

“Oh no! Oh Jake, I’m so sorry. Do Charlie and Billy know?” I asked, sadness also creeping into my voice. Harry was one of Charlie’s best friends.

“Yeah, they both know. Do you want to go home?” Jake asked, changing the subject. I could tell he really didn’t want to talk about it. I nodded, and he turned out of La Push.

We drove in silence for awhile. When we pulled up into my driveway, Jake put his arms around me.

“I know you don’t feel the same as I do, but I’m just so happy that you didn’t hurt yourself. I was so scared…” He tightened his arms, and put his head on top of mine.

Jacob was warm. It seeped through my wet clothes, warming my icy skin and bones. I might have the illusion of warmth, but I didn’t really feel it.

I wondered how Jake would react if I told him what I was. Would he turn away, or would he stay my friend? I was almost sure of the second option. He cared about me too much to hurt me like that, I thought.

If I let him take our relationship up a notch, how would I do? Would I heal and become lost in a new love, or would I continue to have to hide my pain? I knew the first option was just hopeful thinking; I would never forget my true love.

I also knew that it wouldn’t be fair to Jake, having to live with what I was. I could control my natural instincts around him, but that was because I was mentally more human than vampire. He wouldn’t exercise the same control. And anyway, I wasn’t even allowed to tell him. I had promised.

I stiffened slightly. I couldn’t hurt Jake like that. I might care for him more than any other mortal friend, but he wasn’t my natural friend. I would eventually have to leave him, and leave my human life behind.

Jake automatically released me when I froze. He reached over, and opened the door. Just as the cold air swept through the truck, he swore and I froze. I was pretty sure I knew that scent…

But I didn’t have a chance to think about who it was. Jake closed the door, and pulled away in one motion.

“Jake?” I asked. He was shaking so hard that I worried he would crash. He looked at me, his face livid.

“A vampire’s in your house,” he spit. I raised my eyes, and looked back at my house, expecting to see maybe Becka or Aaron in the window. But I saw neither.

What I saw was a black Mercedes S55 AMG. It was the car I had ran to Phoenix in a year ago, when I first was being hunted by Victoria. It was Carlisle’s car. I could remember every detail of it, and recognized the smell for one of the Cullens.

“Jake, stop the car,” I said softly. When he kept going, I spoke again. “Damn it Jake, stop!”

He stepped on the brakes, and looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was, but I wanted to go back. “Why?” He hissed.

“It’s Carlisle’s car, one of the Cullens,” I told him. He studied my face, and rage swept across it again.

“You want to go back when a vampire is in your house?” He asked, the disbelief in his eyes.

I nodded. “Of course I do Jake. Why wouldn’t I?” He didn’t answer my question, instead getting out of the car. I looked at him in shock.

“I can’t be here when a Cullen is here,” he explained. “I have to go and tell the others.” And with that, he ran off, despite my protests.

I slid over and pulled my truck back into the driveway. My hands shook slightly as I thought of the betrayal that had played across his face when I told him I wanted to go in.

I got out of the car, and walked into the house. I stepped inside slowly, taking a deep breath of the familiar smell. Just as I was about to turn on the lights, the flicker of orange came back to me.

It had been Victoria. I knew that vampires had the advantage in the water. She had doubled back, looking for me. I put my hand to my side slowly, though I still hadn’t turned on the light. But as I took a deep breath, the lights flickered on.

I looked up, and saw my old sister standing by the stairs, looking at me with surprise and relief.