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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!

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

6. Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

I felt myself slowly waking up. I had a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something horrible was going to happen today. I tried to brush it off, but I couldn’t.

I couldn’t hear Alice, so I assumed she was pretending to sleep. Charlie was getting ready upstairs, so I assumed that was why. He had been helping Sue for the past few days with preparing the funeral.

When he finally did come down the stairs, he looked like a stranger. His suit was a bit different from the current fashion. He wore it unbuttoned, sine it was a little too small. He quietly walked out the door, trying not to wake the two vampires in his living room.

As soon as he left, Alice jumped up, fully dressed. “So, what are we doing today?” she asked.

“I’m sure you know better than me,” I commented as I sat up. She grinned and shook her head.

“It could change,” she told me.

Lately, I had been neglecting some of my chores. I had most of them done; I usually tried to stay out of the kitchen, though. So for the first part of the morning, I cleaned out the kitchen while Alice watched with an amused expression. I think she could tell I didn’t want to do any work.

Just as I finished working in the kitchen, the doorbell rang. I could smell Jake, and fought to not wrinkle my nose in disgust. Alice already was.

“I’m not sure, but I think that your dog is here,” she hissed. I whirled on her, shocked.

“You can’t see Jake?”

She shook her head. “It seems that I cannot,” she muttered. I could tell she hated being blind.

The doorbell rang again, and I hurried to greet Jake. I opened the door, and smelt Jared and Embry sitting in his rabbit before I saw them. My eyes narrowed as I looked at Jake.

“Hello?” I asked, and my eyebrows rose. If he was here to talk as a werewolf, I didn’t want to talk to him right now. I heard Alice run up the stairs behind me.

“I just wanted to talk to you,” he said quickly. I nodded and let him in, leading him to the kitchen. I knew he would be more comfortable in there since Alice’s scent wasn’t everywhere in it.

“What do you need to talk about?” I asked quietly. I wasn’t sure why, but I had been getting edgier and edgier all day. And the feeling in the back of my head wouldn’t go away…

“I just wanted to ask how long the leech is staying here,” he asked quickly. I heard a gently hiss from upstairs. I guessed Alice didn’t like that one.

Alice is staying here for as long as she wants Jacob,” I replied dryly. He could call any other vampire a leech except for my family.

He nodded calmly. I could see Sam’s face molding over his own. “Alright. Have you told her about that other bloodsucker, Victoria?” I nodded. “Good. Since she’s here we can’t go on their land. You’ll only be safe in La Push now.”

I looked in his eyes, and only saw worry and anger. I wish he could know what I was. I was plenty safe from any vampire that came at me.

“Alice can protect me too Jake,” I softly reminded him. “She cares about me too.”

He grimaced slightly, before returning to his calm mask. “Okay then. Well, I’ve got to get going. We’re on our way to the funeral. I don’t want the others to get—“

The phone rang, and interrupted him mid-sentence. I reached up to get it, but he was closer and got it first.

“Swan residence,” he said into the phone. I tried to listen to the other voice, but the person spoke too softly for me to hear even. As the other person spoke, his eyes flashed anger and he looked at me.

“He’s not here right now,” Jake almost growled. I looked at him in confusion. I was about to ask who it was when I heard the other voice answer angrily almost. The voice was familiar, but had an accent I couldn’t place.

“He’s at the funeral,” Jake said simply. The dial tone of the phone met him. He slammed down the phone in anger.

“What’s wrong? Who was that? And why were you talking to them on my phone?” I asked angrily.

“That was Dr. Carlisle Cullen,” he sneered. I froze. “He wanted to talk to Charlie, and he hung up when I told him where he was.”

I cocked my head at him. My mind had stopped processing after he said ‘Dr. Carlisle Cullen.’ I was confused. Alice had said that he and Esme were out hunting. And that voice sounded different…

Of course it sounded different, I scolded myself. You haven’t heard him in six months, and you have a new sense of hearing now.

I was just about to say something to Jake when I heard a distressed cry from upstairs. I went into the living room, concentrating on not moving too fast. Alice appeared at the bottom of stairs, and her expression was frightening. Not because she was angry, but because she was distressed.

I had a feeling I was about to find out what had been bugging me all day.