2nd Personal Sun
Bella and Edward have decided to move away to Alaska. Jacob is still trying to cope from the pain of losing his true love, and is unintentionally tearing himself away from the pack. But, what if, Leah and Seth Clearwater had an optimistic little sister to begin with? Can she be the one to brighten Jacob's outlook and save a crumbling pack from falling forever? But, what if something happens to Jake that will effect her just as badly in the end? Can she make it through the scenario and still maintain her sense of trust? More importantly...can she make it out alive? new chapters added!
19. Chapter 19
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“You can’t expect me to—”
“Yeah, actually, I do—”
“Stop it, guys. This could be resolved if you just—”
“I can’t believe you’re standing here right now, telling me—”
“Well I am, believe it—”
“Shut! Up!” Kiralee shouted, clenching her fists.
Jacob and Bella turned to look at her, irritation clouding their expressions.
“Lord have mercy,” Kiralee breathed, exasperated. “Just. Shut. Up.”
“Kiralee, please tell him he’s being obnoxious,” Bella said, glaring up at Jacob, who fumed back at her.
“You’re calling me obnoxious? Oh, please—”
“GUYS!” Kiralee roared. “STOP!”
They silenced; Bella biting her lip and Jacob folding his arms across his chest, shaking his head at the horizon.
“Bella, what are you doing here?” she finally managed. Ever since she’d first showed up, Kiralee hadn’t been able to get in a full sentence.
“I came to talk to Jacob,” Bella said quietly, gnawing her lip further. “About me—and Edward—coming back.”
“Just the thing I wanted to hear, naturally,” Jacob said curtly. Kiralee noticed Bella wince.
“Jake, stop,” she said. “Bella, is this about Ginger?” she asked. “Honestly. Because I told Jacob already.”
Bella smiled nervously. “Caught me.”
“He didn’t believe me,” Kiralee said, throwing a look at him, but turning back to Bella. “But I expected that. We all did.”
“So you’re all in on it, huh?” he laughed bleakly, shaking his head back and forth in disbelief. “What, am I the new science project?”
“If you want to go that far, then, yes,” Kiralee glared at him. “It would be much easier if you tried to believe us. We’re only doing this for your benefit.”
“Jacob,” Bella murmured, looking down at her feet. “I—I know I hurt you, and I can’t begin to tell you how much I truly hate myself for doing it, but…but you need to believe what we’re saying to you…”
“Don’t even start,” he hissed. “You’ve done enough damage as it is.”
She winced again, her eyes watering.
“So have you, Jacob Black,” Kiralee hissed back at him. “We’re not here to discuss anything other than the Volturi and Ginger. Got it?”
His expression didn’t change. His mouth stayed in a hard line and his eyes stayed tight.
“Now, Jacob, I’m getting really annoyed,” Kiralee continued. “So I’m done playing mister nice guy. Absolutely done. Whether you like it or not, or refuse to believe it, the Volturi are coming here to get Ginger. Alright? I’m sick of this crap. Just cut it out.”
Jacob didn’t respond.
“God, Jake, you have no idea how much I just want to punch you in the face right now.”
“Not a good idea,” Bella whispered, grinning, eyeing her bare hand. Kiralee ignored her—she had no idea as to what she was referring to.
Suddenly, Jacob grinned back down at her. Kiralee held her breath.
“She’s got a point,” he murmured, still looking at Bella.
“Great. Whatever.” Kira huffed in annoyance. “Anyway, Jacob, do you understand what I’m saying to you?”
“Yeah, I get it,” he said, his face dropping. The grin was gone.
“I still don’t…get it. You know, like, get it.”
Kiralee rose an eyebrow; staring at him like the insane kid he was.
“He doesn’t get why,” Bella clarified, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. “Can’t blame him.”
“Never had much luck with girls,” he muttered. Bella didn’t answer.
“But you have to see my side,” he continued. “You’re the only two telling me this. For all I know, you could’ve convinced Bella that Ginger was really in on this. She may not even have proof. You may not even have proof.”
“I have more than proof, Jacob,” she answered quietly.
“And that would include what, exactly?”
“Alice Cullen.” She said simply.
Jacob took a deep breath. “The psychic.”
“With the Volturi.” It was a question. He didn’t need an answer.
Bella shifted, her hands clasped behind her back. He turned back to her.
“So you and the bloodsucker are back?”
She nodded hesitantly.
“Permanently? Or just to help them?” he jerked his head towards
“I don’t know,” she mouthed.
His lips pressed into a hard line. He started walking away.
“Wait!” Kiralee said, running to get ahead of him. She placed a restraining hand on his chest. “Wait, Jake, where are you going?”
“I need to talk to Sam,” he said, his voice rougher than usual.
He stepped around her and continued walking.
“Wait, Jake,” she said, exasperated. She grabbed his arm. He spun around, his eyes black. She saw the pain in his expression and let go from her grasp.
“He’s just going to tell you the same thing,” she said quietly.
“He already knows. The whole pack does.”
“Regardless. I’m going to talk to him.”
“At least let me come with you,” she whispered.
“Me, too,” Bella said, stepping towards them. Kiralee bit her lip.
“I dunno, Bella,” she murmured. “Things are going to get a
little…intense. Maybe you should sit this one out.”
“Are you sure?” she whispered.
“Positive. Go back to the Cullens. Tell Edward I’ll be in touch.”
She nodded. Taking one last glance at Jacob, she muttered, “I’ll see you soon, Jake.”
He grunted. Kiralee looked down, uncomfortable, and Bella walked away back to her truck. Jacob sniffed, and when Kiralee looked up at him, moisture was in his eyes.
“Come on, Jake,” she said quietly, grabbing his arm gently again and tugging him softly towards the forest. The rain had started to fall around them, but this time, Jacob did not shrug out of her grip.
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