Text Size Large SizeMedium SizeSmall Size    Color Scheme Black SchemeWhite SchemeGrey SchemePaper Scheme        

Inner Workings of the Salad Bowl

Summary:
Believe me. The title will make sense once you read this. What if Jacob didn't break the rules? Jacob never went to Bella's room that night and Bella never had the dream. She has no idea that Jacob is a werewolf. Set a few days after Jacob practically tells her that they can't be friends.


Notes:


4. Werewolf

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1372   Review this Chapter

Dinner was filled with questions from Charlie regarding my therapy session. I told him the truth as much as much as I could, but I mostly had to cut out a large portion of it. I couldn’t tell my father that my therapist was a vampire, could I? When I was tired of all his questions, I picked up my plate and put it in the sink.

“Ready for bed?” Charlie asked, still eating his lasagna. I nodded and headed upstairs. I absent mindedly got ready for bed, taking less time then I would usually, so I was surprised when I stood at the edge of my bed seven minutes later. I went to sleep thinking of what I would do tomorrow. It was the weekend so I could go up to La Push and see Jacob, if what Laura said was true. And if it wasn’t…then Jacob would think that I was crazy. Which I probably was. Oh well, had to face the facts some time. But weirdly enough, for the first time in a long while I had a dreamless sleep. I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. I got dressed and skipped downstairs, managing not to break my leg in the process.

While eating a bowl of cheerios, Charlie came blundering down the stairs still half asleep. It was his day off, or his first day off in a little while. The police force of Forks decided that their dedicated Chief of Police needed a break.

“What are you going to do today, Bells?” Charlie asked through a yawn while getting his coffee.

“I’m going up to see Jacob today,” I said calmly. Charlie nearly choked on his coffee.

“Really?” Charlie asked overjoyed. I smiled. “The therapy worked?” he asked a little surprised.

“Yes it did,” I said truthfully. I was surprised, too. I looked at my watch. It was around nine, a little early for my ancient truck to me lumbering down La Push. I decided to wait an hour. I did homework while waiting. I didn’t have too much homework so I managed to stretch it out a little. I looked at my watch every two minutes. So after the millionth time of flicking my wrist into view, it finally said 9:56. Good enough. I ran down stairs and into my truck. I buckled up quickly and was on the road. I drove faster then normal. I even got frustrated with my truck. It just went so slow. I was shocked at my train of thought. I smiled to myself. There’s going to be a couple more changes coming my way, I was sure of that.

It took about thirty minutes to get to La Push. I was fidgeting all the way. When I finally entered the reservation, I sighed in relief. I navigated though the streets easily. When I reached Jacob’s house nobody was home. I waited in my truck for a few minutes. But when nobody showed up, I got out of the car and walked towards the front door. I knocked on it a couple of times. Nobody answered. I wondered why nobody was home. Billy was handicapped so he couldn’t really go anywhere…

I sighed frustrated. I looked into the forest close to Jacob’s house. I could have sworn that I saw a flash of red between the bushes, but it was gone in an instant. I shook my head and turned my attention back to the door. But then I saw it again. Despite the obvious danger I might have been in, I walked towards the forest. But before I could reach it, a heavy force knocked me to the ground. The wind was knocked out of me as a strong foot was placed on my stomach.

“Hello, Bella,” Victoria sneered into my face. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. Nothing could come out because then someone would come running. Come running right into Victoria. She laughed, picked me up and threw me to the ground. I tried to break my fall with my arms, but that was not a very good idea. I bit my lip and pain seared through my right arm. Victoria moved in for the final blow, but a flash of reddish brown fur knocked her away from me. After she regained her balance, she took off into the forest. A giant wolf stood near me and my first instinct was to be frightened. But then it looked at me with worried eyes. Then I remembered why I came down to La Push in the first place.

“Jacob!” I yelled out before I could stop myself. The wolf looked surprised and then ran off after Victoria. I got up quite painfully and tried to run after him, but a strong arm caught mine. I spun around to see Sam Uley. “Let go,” I said glaring at him. He just looked at me with calm eyes.

“What are you doing here?” he asked me.

“It’s none of your business what I do!” I yelled at him. I tried to yank my arm free, but of course it stayed in his grasp.

“It is my business if it concerns anyone gets hurt,” Sam said. I rolled my eyes at him.

“Why, because you’re a werewolf?” I asked before I could stop myself. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand.

“What was that?” he asked nervously. Well, there’s no going back now…I thought.

“You heard me…wolf boy,” I said through clenched teeth and narrowed eyes. Sam looked taken aback for a second and then regained his composure.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Sam said calmly.

“Oh, don’t you now?” I challenged. Before we could go any further, the rest of Sam’s gang showed up including Jacob.

“What is she doing here?” a shorter version of Sam asked. I saw Jacob shoot him a glare, before turning it back to me.

“That’s what I want to know,” Sam said. Everyone looked at me. I gulped silently. I thought silently to myself, What if I was wrong?

“Can I talk to Jacob alone?” I asked. Everyone looked towards Sam. Big surprise. He nodded slowly. Jacob sighed and started to walk away from the group. I followed close behind. But I had to run to catch up to him. But then he stopped suddenly, sending me into his back. “Ow,” I said silently.

“What do you want?” he asked quickly. I was taken aback by his rude response.

“To talk to you!” I yelled in his face. He started to shake but regained his composure.

“We had this talk before, Bella,” he said impatiently.

“I know, but now I know the truth,” I said full of courage. He looked like he doubted my every word.

“And what is that?” he asked humorously.

“That you’re a werewolf,” I said. He gasped and took a step backwards.

“W-What are you talking about?” he asked quickly.

“I’m not a fool, Jacob! Why didn’t you tell me? Why can’t you be around me?” I asked shooting questions at him. He shook his head in disbelief.

“H-How?”

“Just answer me!” I said in frustration. I threw my arms in the air dramatically, sending a wave of pain up my right arm. He was shaking, desperately trying to keep his anger in. I suddenly realized the danger I was in. “Jake,” I said calmly. “Calm down,” I said slowly. He shook his head and covered his head with his hands. I didn’t know why, but I started to back up. But of course in a moment on clumsiness, I tripped over my own two feet. I fell to the ground with a thump, unfortunately with my right arm out to catch my fall. If it wasn’t broken before it was defiantly broken then. I whimpered in pain. Jacob, seeing that I was in pain, looked at me painfully. “Why?” I whispered quietly, my eyes filling with tears, but not from the physical pain. Before he could answer, I got up and started to walk away. My arm hung limp at my side, but I didn’t care. I just got in my truck and drove to the nearest hospital.