This is the story of Bella and Edward. What would happen if Bella told Edward that he didnt have to change her? Would Edward regret it after a series of events lead Bella to her death bed? How would all of this affect her dear friend Jacob Black?
This is my first fanfiction, sorry if its totally lame.
2. The Beginning of The End
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“I don’t think that’s such a good idea Jake,” I looked at him apologetically
A knowing look stretched across his face, “oh, he’s here.” His voice was thick with implications.
I just nodded.
“Can you come out then?”
I hesitated. I didn’t want to do anything that would get me into trouble with Edward.
“It will only take a couple of minutes, I promise.”
And with that we were outside heading toward the forest.
After walking for a while Jake turned around, “I miss you Bella.” He looked to the ground as if he was ashamed.
I couldn’t help it, tears started to trickle down my cheeks. “I miss you too, Jake.”
He looked up and smiled at me. “You’re still aloud on the La Push land, even if you are friends with bloo-vampires.” He smiled at me apologetically, he knew that I didn’t like it when he referred to the Cullens as blood-suckers.
I was confused, “I thought you hated me Jake! I thought that’s why you told Charlie about the bikes and refuse to answer any of my calls!”
He wrapped his arms around me. I hadn’t realized it, but I was sobbing.
“Shh, shh, its okay,” he whispered into my ear.
I buried my face in his chest.
“You mean we can still be friends?” it came out a little muffled do to the position of my face.
“As long as they don’t turn you into a monster.”
That’s when it hit me. “Jake, I’m not turning into a vampire! I told them that I didn’t want to.”
He grinned. “That’s good to hear, Bella. Truly it is.” He sounded relieved.
After standing there for who knows how long, Jake finally said, “I have to go.”
I didn’t want him to leave.
“See you soon,” he promised.
I nodded, then he was gone.
I stayed in the forest for a while, completely losing track of time. Suddenly I remember that Edward was in my room. I got up quickly, not paying much attention to my surroundings, and ran rammed smack into a wall. It wasn’t until I felt his cool arms steadying me that I realized it was Edward.
“How was it?” His velvet voice sounded amused.
“Fine,” I wanted to stay away from details, Jacob wasn’t exactly Edwards favorite person.
He lifted an eyebrow and just stared at me.
I got a little self-conscious, “What?”
“I was just noticing your cheeks, their flushed.”
Uh-oh. Why did he have to be so observant.
“Well, I did just run into you.” I tried to laugh, but it sounded like someone punched me in the stomach.
“It’s not going to work you know,” he said, his velvet voice was full of pain.
“What’s not going to work?”
“You and Jacob. He doesn’t approve of our relationship. He wants to kill me, not only me but the rest of my family.”
“No,” my voice broke, “Jake wouldn’t do that!”
“I read his mind Bella.”
“But why? I told him that we could still be friends, I don’t understand.”
“Are you really that blind? He wants more than your friendship. The boy is in love with you. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to separate us. That’s why he came here today, he wanted to get you to go to La Push alone with him.”
“They wouldn’t just randomly come and attack, would they?” my voice was incredulous.
“No. He thinks that if he takes you to La Push he can convince you to stay for a while. And if that didn’t work, he would have kept you there anyway. He knows that your safety is a priority for everyone in my family, especially me.”
“Jake wouldn’t hurt me.” As I said these words I started to feel doubt. How far was he willing to go to get rid of the Cullens?
“That’s true. But he thinks that if he keeps you long enough someone will eventually go down to La Push and bring you back themselves.”
“And that would be bad?”
“Yes, because we are not aloud on their land. Going down there would break the treaty.”
It all became clear in that moment. “Jacob is trying to start a war?”
“Exactly. He thinks that if he makes it look like we initiated it, you won’t be angry with him.”
“Edward,” tears were flowing freely down my cheeks, “what can we do?”
“I don’t know.” His voice was cold. I looked at his face. His expression was unreadable. Suddenly, in a blindingly fast movement, he threw me on his back and began running.