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Choices

Summary:
Choices Banner This story takes place in Eclipse when Riley goes to Bella’s room to gather her belongings for Victoria. This is what could have happened if Bella had arrived while he was still there, and the events following. Written pre-Breaking Dawn, so that book will be disregarded here. This will include my idea of how the series would have ended.


Notes:
Choices Banner *Written before Breaking Dawn was released, so that book will be ignored with this story.


6. Phone Call

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Chapter 6: Phone call

EPOV

After I calmed myself, I went back inside to be with Bella. Esme knelt on the floor beside the couch, holding Bella’s hand. Bella remained still and quiet, not moving other than breathing. It was unnerving to us, but we had no idea what to do other than endure it. I decided it would be best to move Bella up to the fairly new bed in my room. She wasn’t displaying any discomfort, but I wanted to do everything I could for her. I asked my mother to stay with her a while longer, as I needed to call Jacob before he saw what I was sure would be all over the news soon, and face the consequences. After I gently placed her on the bed and kissed her forehead, I left her with Esme.

Once in the living room, I took out my cell, and dialed. I was dreading this.

"Hello? Bells is that you calling from his phone? Where have you been - "

"Jacob," I interrupted him. "This is Edward Cullen. I need to speak with you."

Jacob sighed, irritated. "What do you want? Where is Bella? I can’t get a hold of her, and nobody is answering the phone at her house."

"Jacob, listen. Something has happened," I began.

"What? Is she hurt? You filthy bloodsucker, what did you do to her?" Jacob yelled into the phone.

I took a deep breath. "I did not do anything to her, Jacob. She was attacked when she was at her father’s house."

"Attacked?! What exactly do you mean by ‘attacked’?" he snarled.

I hesitated, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I mean that she was bitten."

A long chain of curse words exploded in my ear. "By who? That redhead? You let her get through? I knew you and your whole disgusting family were completely incompetent - if we had been allowed to continue our watch, this never would have happened! She was safe when we were watching her!" he screamed.

Images of motorcycles and cliff diving flashed through my mind, which made me want to make a few select comments of my own. Taking a deep breath, I tried to stay calm. It wouldn’t help anything for me to lose my temper with this immature, volatile...

"Jacob. Listen to me. It was Victoria, but she had another one with her. They figured out how to get around Alice’s sight. That’s not all though," I paused, letting him digest the information before continuing.

"Is Bella ok? Did you get the venom out like last time? And what do you mean that’s not all?" he growled impatiently; it sounded like he was struggling to take deep even, breaths. He was most likely on the verge of phasing.

"Jacob, this was very different than the last time Bella was bit." I went on to explain to him that she would have died, and what I had chosen to do about it. He was fuming in silence on the other end of the phone; I paused, as I knew he was about to interrupt again.

Jacob took another deep breath and slowly asked, "So, she’s one of you now?" the disgust clear in his voice.

"She’s unconscious, but she’s still changing, and yes, we expect in a few days that she will be one of us," I answered. I heard all the breath leave Jacob; he was devastated.

"Why is she unconscious? Is that normal?" Jacob asked.

"No, it’s not normal, and we have no idea. We just have to wait," I said.

"How are you going to explain to Charlie that he won’t ever see his daughter again?" Jacob asked, pain in his voice.

"That’s what else I’ve been trying to tell you, Jacob. Charlie’s dead. Victoria killed him." The phone on Jacob’s end slammed into something, and the string of profanities began again. I waited. Eventually he picked the phone back up.

"I am truly sorry Jacob. I know you and Billy were very close to Charlie." I went on to explain what had happened, and what we did to cover it up. I even told him where we had buried Charlie, and told him that we were open to allowing he or Billy to visit the grave site if it would help bring them closure. He agreed to break the news to Billy, and said he would speak with Sam as well. When I had asked about the treaty, he had sighed irritably, and admitted that it hadn’t been one of us to originally bite her, but that they would still have to have a meeting. I apologized again, and prepared to hang up, but before I could, he spoke again.

"Edward?"

"Yes?"

"Could I...could I come there and see Bella?" This request was difficult for him to make...he was struggling just to get the words out.

This must be important to him if he was willing to enter my family’s home and be surrounded by vampires.

"Do you think you could control yourself enough so that you don’t phase? You may get pretty upset when you see her," I inquired seriously. I detested the idea of him setting even one foot over the threshold of my home, but I knew Bella would disapprove of such behavior, and I would do anything for her.

"I would never hurt her, you filthy leech! Too bad I can’t say the same for you!" He stopped himself, trying to calm down again. He probably also realized it wasn’t the best time to make me angry, since he was asking me for a favor.

He started again. "It won’t be easy, especially since Bella will probably smell horrible too, but I really need to see her," he pleaded.

"Look, Jacob. Maybe I can request for the others to be absent while you’re here to make it less...stressful. I am willing to try this, but please know that if you show any signs of losing control, I will stop it."

"Fine. I’d like to see you try...but as I said before, I would never do anything that would put Bella in danger," he finished shortly.

"Alright, Jacob. Why don’t you come by tomorrow morning, at ten," I offered regretfully.

"I’ll be there." He hesitated. "See you then," Jacob said resentfully, before hanging up.

I sighed. As difficult as it would be, I felt that it was the right thing to do. I started to make my way back to my room when Carlisle caught up to me. He told me that he had heard my conversation, and that he thought I was being very understanding of Jacob. He also said that he would get everyone to leave tomorrow for a couple of hours. I thanked him.