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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:


9. Starting Over

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Charlie wasn’t as forgiving as I was. As soon as he came home and saw Edward’s Volvo in the driveway, he stormed into the house and demanded Edward out. His voice shook the house and Edward quickly got up and ‘left’. I knew he was waiting in my bedroom, but I worried anyway.

“ISABELLA SWAN! WHAT IS THAT-THAT THING DOING IN HERE?” Charlie screamed in my face.

“He’s not a thing, dad,” I said already tired. Charlie groaned and rubbed his temples. The vein on his forehead was close to bursting. “And he’s in the house because he came back,” I said. Charlie looked at me with wide eyes.

“And you took him back?” he asked, his tone full of disbelief and anger.

“Well, he was begging,” I said, hoping Edward wouldn’t hear that. Who was I kidding? Of course he heard it. “He was desperate. He left because he didn’t think he was good for me,” I said, hoping that Edward wouldn’t take my words the wrong way.

“Of course he’s not good for you!” Charlie yelled. “Look what he did to you! You had to see a psychiatrist!” Charlie boomed.

“Well, that was because of Jacob,” I pointed out. Charlie groaned and ran his hand over his face.

“I can’t talk about this right now,” Charlie stated and stomped up to his room. I sighed and drifted upstairs. As I entered the room Edward was staring at me with disapproving eyes.

“Don’t get into an argument with Charlie because of me,” Edward said gloomily. I rolled my eyes and sat down next to him. It was still awkward for me, having Edward around. I didn’t know what to do or how to act.

“It’s my life,” I said stubbornly.

“He is your father,” he said just as persistently.

“You’re my…” I started but I didn’t know how to end the sentence. Were we back together? I wasn’t sure.

“I’m your what?” Edward prodded. I scratched my head.

“Are we back together?” I asked, my words sounding dumb to my ears. Edward chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist. The touch sent sparks through my spine.

“Only if you want to be,” he whispered in my ear. How could anyone say ‘no’ when he says it like that?

“Of course I do,” I said quickly. Edward chuckled again and placed a light kiss on my forehead. It felt like we were back at stage one concerning our relationship. We loved each other, yes, but the physical things like kissing, those were light and barley as deep as before. I didn’t like that, but it had to happen. We had to rebuild our relationship from the bottom up.

Edward thankfully stayed over that night. He kept on placing random kissing on my arms and neck. It was very distracting and I couldn’t get any sleep. But I really didn’t care though.

Things went back to normal after that. Except the ban on Edward from the house of course. All the Cullens moved back into the white mansion. I was glad they were back and I, embarrassingly enough, squealed like a toddler when I saw Esme and Carlisle. Needless to say, that didn’t fail in making Edward erupt into a fit of laughter. But the look Esme gave him made him shut up. Charlie still hated Edward’s guts, but other then that, things were perfect.

As it turned out, Charlie wasn’t very forgiving towards Jacob either. Every time Jacob tried to call, Charlie would scream into the phone and smash it down on the receiver. After a few times of that, I stayed by the phone and would pick it up immediately after it would ring, so Charlie couldn’t get to it.

One day I was reading a book and the phone rang, making me jump up with a start. I picked it up quickly.

“Hello?” I said. I didn’t hear anything on the other line for a few moments.

“Hi, Bella.” Jacob’s voice sounded foreign to me.

“Hello, Jacob,” I said, trying to sound formal.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.

“Don’t blame yourself,” I said, my heart breaking at the tone of his voice. “You’re not allowed to see me. Pack’s orders,” I said a little angry at the last part. But Jacob didn’t seem to notice.

“Charlie seems a tiny bit upset with me,” Jacob said, chuckling dryly. I laughed, too.

“Just a little,” I said, remembering every time I heard the phone slam down into the receiver.

“I wish that there was some other way,” Jacob said. “I’m sorry I abandoned you, just like,” he couldn’t bring himself to say Edward’s name. “Just like him, but I can’t help what I am,” he said gloomily. I sighed and started to play with the phone chord.

“Well, then you are forgiven,” I said quickly, hoping to lighten his mood.

“I miss the old days. You know, when we would ride motor cycles until one of us cracked our head open,” he said with a small chuckle.

“That was usually me, though,” I added, making us both laugh harder.

“I’ll miss you, Bella,” he said quietly.

“I’ll miss you, too, Jake,” I said just as solemnly.

“Goodbye,” he said and then hung up. The thing that really made me upset was that it sounded like he was saying goodbye for good. Our conversation was short, but we both couldn’t think of anything else to say.

I was sad about Jacob but Edward distracted me. I hoped that Jacob found another girl. Someone nice and pretty that could make him feel better about the world. I was thinking this one night as Edward was making me dinner.

“You don’t have to do this,” I said, a little worried about the outcome of his food.

“I want to,” he responded.

“Do you know how to cook?” I asked.

“I’m following the directions precisely,” he said stubbornly and I let the subject drop. “Did you pick out a college yet?” he asked me.

“Where are you going?” I asked eagerly.

“Where ever you are.” I rolled my eyes.

“Washington State,” I stated.

“Good, that’s where I’m going,” he said and I laughed.

“You could get into any college in the country,” I mumbled. Edward didn’t respond to that.

As I ate my dinner Edward asked me about what happened when he was gone. I was unwilling to answer all of his questions, but I answered everyone truthfully.

“Bella,” Edward said disapprovingly very often, but I tried to ignore him. After he was done with his questions, he sighed. “Leaving put you in more danger then when we were here,” he muttered. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand from across the table.

“Just promise me that you will never leave again,” I said urgently.

“I promise,” Edward said with out hesitating. He squeezed my hand.

I knew that he meant it. With our hands locked together, I realized that Edward was mine to keep. I smiled at the thought and closed my eyes.

“Are you tired?” Edward asked. I shook my head and continued to smile.

“I love you,” I blurted out. Edward chuckled.

“I love you, too.”