For the Greater Good
My New Moon. Bella realizes that she can’t live in Forks anymore about a month after Edward leaves her. She moves to Florida with her mom and Phil for awhile until something happens in Forks to Charlie that requires her to head back. Close quarters with Jake (who will still become a werewolf, just without so much drama) and what happens when Edward can’t take it anymore and comes home? Features Edward, Bella, and Jake POV’s along with song choices for each chapter! Has some really mature themes....just so you're warned... ~just so everyone knows i'm taking a slight break from updating both of my stories to allow finishing and editing time!! this will be the last update of this one until it's done and i might update Desperate Times, Desperate Needs once more....please bear with me i promise it will be worth it in the end!!!~
ok...so this one is a little darker than my other one: desperate times, desperate needs because i started writing shortly after the homecoming dance when some things went horribly wrong and the only thing i'd listen to was secondhand serenade....so yea....but i'm better now...i realized that it wasn't worth it....but i've always really liked this story so i'm hoping for a good response like my other one!! to renae...and taylor....the guy who screwed up my life for awhile...and who i realize...wasn't all that great in the end anyway!
2. Chapter 2: Charlie (Bella POV)
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Chapter 2: - (Bella)
I walked off the plane and instead of feeling intense pain; I felt an intense sense of calm… “I’m home,” I thought and a slight smile appeared before I realized it was there and it instantly fell off my face.
Inside the airport, I saw a tall, russet colored boy, with his long black hair pulled back into a ponytail standing in the lobby. “Jake…” I called out. He turned and grinned, “I didn’t think you’d remember.”
“How could I forget… then again… you look taller…did you grow again?” I tried to smile a little at my own joke, but it hurt more than I thought it would.
“Maybe.” He joked back. If he noticed the smile he didn’t mention it. “So are you surprised?”
“To see you?” I asked just so I had time to think of an answer. “No, I figured it would be you. After all, it was Billy who called me. How’d he get my number in Florida anyway?”
“Your dad. He had it at home on the fridge.” He said sadly.
“Ah. So are you going to tell me why I had to come back so soon?”
“Um… maybe that’s a conversation for Billy…”
“Oh, okay. Lead the way, then.” Jake strolled out of the airport like he owned the place, he’d changed a lot since… well since prom, which had been the last time I’d seen him, and we weren’t able to talk much because I was being closely watched by vam-… by… other people.
I followed him outside and had to frown at my own stupidity at not bringing a jacket to wear. After all this was Washington, not Florida. Washington actually got cold and snowy during the winter. When he went to get into an old little beat up car whose brand was a mystery to me, I stopped short my body temperature forgotten. “Wait- I thought you didn’t have a license?”
“I don’t.” he replied as he opened the passenger door from the inside. “Just get in Bella.”
“Um… listen… I’m kind of the police chief’s daughter… I follow the law, so I think I should be the one to drive.” Jake sighed and opened the driver’s door before walking around to where I had been standing and climbed into the passenger side. “Happy?” he asked disgruntled.
I looked at him. Did he really want me to answer that truthfully? No of course not, he was speaking figuratively, but still I figured it was safer not to answer. “Thank you.” I said honestly meaning it and walked to the driver side. I threw my bag in the back before climbing in and holding my hand out for the keys. He handed them over with a reluctant sigh and once put in the ignition, the car started easily. “God how I miss my truck.” I muttered under my breath.
I backed out and drove out onto the road before remembering I didn’t know where I was headed. “Um… Jake?” I asked hesitantly.
“Yeah?” It sounded like I’d startled him… I glanced over at him quickly to find his cheeks had a slight red tint under the russet colored skin which sent my mind into overdrive.
Instead of questioning him, I quickly asked “Where am I going?”
“Oh…” he seemed relieved; I shoved the reaction in the back of my mind for later questioning. “You’re house.”
“So do I get any idea of what I’m in store for?”
“Not while you’re driving.” He said going serious again.
“Is it that bad?”
“Yes… just drive.”
I rushed into the house as soon as we pulled in the driveway. Billy sat in his wheelchair in the kitchen. “Billy, what’s going on? Jake wouldn’t tell me anything and…” I trailed off as Billy held up a hand to silence me.
“Sit down Bella. Jake will you go check on Charlie, it’s been awhile since you left and he might need something.”
“Wait Charlie’s here? Where? Upstairs? Can I see him? What’s going that’s so urgent that I had to leave home to come here?”
“Slow down Bella. There was an accident.”
“Yes, Billy. I know there was an accident. That’s all anyone will tell me! What kind of accident?”
“A car crash.”
“A what?!” He must’ve been joking. Charlie was a cop. He drove the speed limit unless there was an emergency, which Forks being so small, there hadn’t been one in ages…
“I know what you must be thinking Bella, but when you left it crushed Charlie. He thought he did something wrong. Started thinking that it was his fault that you got mixed up with the Cullens,” I visibly flinched at the mention of that name, but Billy continued on as if nothing out of the ordinary happened, “He started drinking Bella.” Now I knew I was on another planet… obviously the incident in the woods had killed me because Charlie would never drink. “He got fired from his job. He had been drinking before the car crash… he swerved for some unknown reason, they think there was a deer in the road, after all it was a few hours before anyone came upon him. By then, he’d lost a lot of blood; they didn’t think he’d make it through the night.” Tears had begun to fall, but I brushed them aside wordlessly. “He did make it, but they only gave him a few months, he can barely walk right now, to the bathroom and that’s it. He doesn’t eat much, but he keeps asking for a drink and for you. We figured we’d better get you here so you had enough time to cope, or you might be able to help him… who knows… anything is possible now.”
I stared at Billy for a moment before speaking, “Can I see him?”
“Of course. Jake’s up there now. Go on up.”
I slowly walked up the stairs, so I could collect myself before walking into Charlie’s room. Jake stood next to the bed joking around with him. He glanced up when I walked in, and Charlie looked in my direction when Jake moved. “Bells?” he asked awed. “Hi, Dad.” I whimpered and all the recollecting I’d done in the hallway was quickly shot.
“Ah, Baby… come here,” it had been the first time in a long time that my dad had called me “Baby” and that made my cry harder. I walked over to the bed and leaned down so he could wrap his arm around me to hold me while I cried.
“I’m sorry I left.” I said once I’d calmed down. I sat in the chair that Jake must’ve left behind for me; he must’ve gone back downstairs.
“Don’t be. I understand why you had to go.”
“But… I did this to you.”
“No you didn’t. I did it to myself. I understand that now too. I can’t believe they dragged you here.”
“They didn’t drag me, I came willingly. You’re family. You need to be taken care of until you can get better.”
“I don’t think I’m going to get better, Bells.”
“Of course you are, and that’s going to start right now. I’ll go get you something to eat. You probably haven’t had anything good to eat, at least not with Billy and Jake doing all the cooking.” He smiled slightly, but didn’t say anything in response.
I walked out the door and down the stairs determinedly. I walked into the kitchen and said, “You two staying for dinner?”
“I’ll be back.” Jake said as he rose and walked over to his dad.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve been staying with the Clearwaters’ so that Jake can take care of your dad.” Billy answered.
“Well I’m here now.”
“Yes, but there are some things that you’d probably be more comfortable with me doing…” Jake trailed off.
I sighed after I’d thought about it. “Fine. I’ll see you later.” I told him as he walked out. My dad was pretty much a cripple and I was now living with Jacob Black… things were definitely going to be interesting.
I looked around the kitchen for something, anything to make when my eyes fell on the chair that Charlie used to sit on, the one that someone else had always sat in… this was the first time I’d thought about him since I got here. Jake had kept me busy… who would’ve thought that the young Quileute would have that much influence on me. As I thought it over I quickly realized that is was Jacob Black who was keeping me sane…