When you didn't die
New Moon AU: Alice never told Rosalie that Bella jumped, and so Edward never knew, and didn't go running off to the Volturi. Alice, however, still went to check on Bella. Starts during New Moon, when Charlie's at the funeral and Bella and Jake are at the kitchen table.
4. And then came the crash...
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Just a dream, I though to myself the next morning. I did not see Victoria outside my bedroom last night. I was dreaming. Just dreaming.
Jacob was in my kitchen when I went down for breakfast. I screamed when I turned the corner and saw someone sitting at my table when I was supposedly alone.
“Hey there, Bells!” He greeted me cheerfully. He stood up and wrapped his arms around me. I rose onto my toes to kiss him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked once he released me. I walked over to the fridge and pulled out the milk.
“Seeing you – why else?” We both laughed. My cereal safely in a bowl, I sat down at the table.
Jacob picked up the newspaper and opened it. His eyes quickly scanned the page, and his face grew dark.
“What’s up?” I asked, my words muted by the cereal crammed in my mouth.
“There have been a bunch of murders up in Seattle,” He muttered, still reading.
I leaned over and peeked over his shoulder. The headline of the page was screaming “Death toll on the rise: Police fear gang activity”.
“There have been tons of random killings – like this: ‘One woman entered the movie theatre with her date. At the end of the movie, when the lights turned back on, he was missing. Police found his body, appearing to be drained of blood, under a trash bin in an alley days later.’ This is horrible, Bells.”
“Yup,” I agreed. We read the paper in silence for a few minutes. I glanced at my clock.
“Crap! I’ve got to go. See you after school!” I said, jumping up and grabbing my backpack from the counter.
“Bye,” Jacob replied absently, still engrossed in the newspaper.
My ride to school was thankfully uneventful. My head was full of thoughts. What exactly were Jacob and I now? We weren’t friends, and more than even best friends. But I wasn’t sure we were a ‘couple’. We seemed like something more…like I needed him like a drug, and he was just fine being needed like that.
I didn’t even notice I was halfway done with school until Mr. Varner loomed in front of my desk and tapped my paper with his pen. “Isabella, could you please tell me the answer to number 17?” I looked up at the board, which had questions that we were supposed to write down and complete. I quickly went through some mental math.
“Ummm… ?” I guessed, hoping that spacing out hadn’t reduced my already low trig skills.
Mr. Varner glared at me. “Humph. Please pay attention, Ms Swan.” He walked back to the front of the room.
By the time I had gotten my food and sat down at the crowded table, I was contemplating ways to tell Charlie about me and Jake – or if I even should. I was too absorbed in my thoughts to notice Angela’s worried glances at me from across the table.
“Hey, Bella!” She called to me once the bell had rung and I stood to leave.
“Yeah, Angela? What’s up?” I asked.
“Are you…okay? You seemed really preoccupied today,” She said carefully.
“I’m fine. Better than fine. I’m actually pretty great,” I told her, allowing myself to grin.
“Really?” She raised her eyebrows. “And why would that be, if you don’t mind me asking.”
“It’s no problem. You remember Jacob Black, from La Push?” She nodded. “Well, he and I are…kind of a couple. Sort of,” I giggled at my explanation.
Angela laughed. “Sort of? Okay then. Haha. You want to let me in on a little more than sort of?”
“Well, we’ve been really close for a while now…and then we just sort of happened. Sorry,” I added, trying to excuse my poor explanation.
“Alright…” She shrugged. “I’m just glad you’re happy.”
“Hey Angela…want to hang out sometime?” I offered.
“Sure Bella,” She smiled. “But for now, we’d better get to class.”
“Jeez!” I exclaimed, noticing how long we had taken. “See ya!” I called over my shoulder as I ran, trying desperately not to trip and be even later for class.
Once school was over, I headed to my truck. On my way there, Mike happened to cross my path (Yeah right, I’m pretty sure it was not a coincidence). “Hey Bella! What are you doing tonight?” He asked, falling into step beside me.
I sighed silently. “Sorry, Mike, I have plans.” Without waiting for a reply, I hurried forward and scrambled into my truck. “Bye!” I called cheerfully out the window.
I pushed my truck as fast as it could go once I got out of the congested parking lot, heading for – you guessed it – La Push. “Come on, baby!” I encouraged my truck. The speedometer edged past 50.
The trees were a blur beside me, my eyes focused on the road ahead.
A flash of white was all I saw. I screamed and swerved to avoid hitting whatever it was. “Crap, crap, crap!” I yelled, yanking on the wheel. Too late – the truck was on course to his possibly the hugest tree in the state. “Brakes!” I thought aloud, slamming my foot down. A screech met my ears, and the locked brakes did nothing to slow me down.
When thousands of tiny pieces of glass hit you in the face, it doesn’t even hurt at first. Same with the popping of your arm breaking when the door gets smashed inward. Bet you didn’t know that.
The second I realized the crash had happened, it started to hurt.
Screams of pain and fear ripped from my throat.
The cold touch felt so good I didn’t even stop to think about where it came from.
A soft voice filled the air around me, and hands of ice gently dragged me out of the smoking vehicle. I was held in arms of granite, and soon I flew.
Maybe I was dead. Whatever I was, it was amazing. The pain subsided into a dull throbbing, and the air blowing around me felt like soft sheets. Best of all, the cool, muscled body holding me was familiar.
I opened my eyes – and promptly closed them again. He was not holding me. Get a grip, Bella. You were just in an accident, and are probably hallucinating.
We stopped. “Get out here, dogs!” A velvet voice roared.
Raging snarls responded, and a very human voice yelled, “Let go of her! What did you do?!”
I was gently transferred into warm arms. “Take her to the hospital. Tell Alice what happens.”
“Get out of here. If you’re still in the state by the time I drop her off, we’ll hunt you down and rip you limb from limb. If she dies…” Jacob growled, and I could feel the vibrations coming from his chest.
I groaned. I felt so faint, as if my body was hundreds of pounds and my soul was releasing it.
“GO!” yelled the beautiful voice. “I love you, Isabella…”
By the time I understood the words, Jacob and I were speeding off.
“Jake…E-edwa?” I whispered.
“Shh, Bells, it’s alright. We’re going to the hospital. I don’t know what happened, and I don’t care at this moment.” Jake muttered, his breathing ragged.
We skidded to a stop. I opened my half closed eyes to see the doors to the La Push hospital being pulled open.
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- A chapter in which lots of things occur.
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