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Torn

Summary:
This picks up/re ends new moon. Edward and Bella go to meet Jacob and it turns into Bella's worst nightmare.


Notes:
I realized as i was writing this that you kind of need to forget the whole Charlie-finding-out-about-motorcycles thing. It just didnt fit into the plot of this story. DISCLAMER: This story is an alternate ending/sequel to new moon and twilight, both of which were written by Stephenie Meyer. All characters and such are property of her, not me.


2. Decision

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I woke to the sound of my name be called, yelled actually. I heard it again, but I struggled to put a name to the voice. Again, I heard it. Wait, I thought. That’s Jake! I quickly ran to the window. Down below me I saw him.

“Jake! You’ll wake Charlie!”

“Is your bloo - Edward there?” Jake asked. Wait, where is Edward? I thought. I turned around. He was in my bed with me before I fell asleep. I was certain of that.

“Hang on, Jake…” I muttered out the window. I went to my bed to see if he was on the opposite side. No. I looked over to where the chair was. It was rocking back and forth, like someone had been in it but left suddenly.

“Edward?” I called out. I heard the faint sound of his movement. Then he was suddenly in front of me.

“Yes, love?”

“I didn’t know where you were, that’s all. Oh, and um….Jacob is outside.” I saw his mouth twitch downwardly. But then he surprised me by saying,

“Oh, well you should go talk to him.”

“Umm…could you clue me to what he wants to say?”

“Bella. I promised you I would try and fix this, and I know he hates it when I read his mind and tell you. Please, Bella, just go talk to him.” His voice strained at the last part. I could tell it was difficult for him to encourage me to spend time with his enemy.

“Ok,” I said, quickly giving him a kiss. “Thank you.” I walked over to the window.

“Jake?” I called, “Jake, are you there?”

“Yea, I’m here. I um, I came to apologize for what happened today. It was uh…well, um….not right of – for me to do that….” he said. I knew I should say something, but I couldn’t get my mouth to form the words. I realized that I was actually disappointed with his apology. I looked at him, and saw that he was shaking severely.

“Jake-”

“Fine! If you want to stay with your reeking leech, then fine! I won’t come by again!”

“Jake – wait, I-I didn’t mean that I was mad at-” I stopped. I was mad a Jake. Holy crap.

“I knew it. Goodbye Bella. I really hope you don’t die.” His words stung me. I felt the tears of hurt forming in my eyes. I ran to the door and down the stairs. I didn’t care if I woke Charlie.

“Jake, wait!” I sobbed into the dark.

“Shh, Bella.” I felt Edward’s cool hands at my waist, pulling me to him. I reached out into the darkness, sobbing for my best friend. I felt my knees give out, and I collapsed onto them.

“Jake, no…” I whispered to no one. He was gone.

“Bella, love, shh. It’s alright. Shh,” I heard my beloved say. This only made me sob harder. My hands fell to my lap, and I sat on the ground; staring into the darkness, I thought I heard a wolf’s howl.

“Jake?” I turned to Edward. He eyes were pained as he shook his head. Jacob was really, truly gone. Edward lifted me into the safety of his arms, and we stood there together; I sobbed and he held me with his face buried in my hair.

“I’m so sorry Bella. I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

The next morning, I immediately told Charlie that I wanted to go to Port Angeles to look for more clothes; it was true, though only in part. I really did need new clothes. Only, I wouldn’t be going to Port Angeles. I would be going to find Jake. I knew it was dangerous, and I didn’t want to cause another fight between Edward and Jacob. But I couldn’t leave things the way they had been left last night. Jake was so angry, so hurt. I knew I had to do something.

“Okay, Bells, but be back before nine.” Charlie said. I barely heard him, I was so involved in my scheming.

“Yea…. I’m going to go get my purse…” I murmured to the kitchen table. While I was getting it off the hook in my closet, I heard someone behind me. Then I felt his cold lips at my throat. It gave me chills of pleasure. I turned around, dazzled again by his perfection, to face my love.

“Hello,” he said cheerfully, but I picked up on a tint of sadness. He kissed my forehead. “And how are you this morning?”

I laughed and said, “Fine, I suppose, But only because of all this kissing. Ha!” He chuckled quietly in his musical way.

“Well then,” He kissed my lips this time, and I noticed he wasn’t nearly as careful as he used to be. This was even less guarded than when he returned to Forks, and to me. His lips parted and I breathed in the heady scent of him. I felt myself getting dizzy, and I leaned against him. He stopped when he felt that, and I felt his chest rise and fall heavily.

“I’m, uh, sorry about that,” he said smiling.

“Oh, don’t be,” I said breathlessly, waving my hand nonchalantly. He laughed, and I noticed that he, too, was breathless.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything, Edward, as always.”

“Ok,” he said, still trying to even out his breath, “I um, I’ve been thinking. About our situation, I mean. And I think that I have a solution, but it’s not one that will solve everything….actually, now that I’m about to say it, it hardly solves anything…”

“It’s ok, Edward. You can just tell me.” He smiled at me gently,

“Thank you, love. But I don’t think this is really going to help…but…damn. Why did I even bother?” he said, his voice straining. He looked at the ceiling when he spoke again, “It is getting harder and harder to keep control of myself around you--”

“In the good way or the bad?” I interrupted.

“The good,” he said smiling slightly, “the bad way is becoming ever so slightly less bad.” He chuckled at that. “But anyway, love, I know you’ve asked me countless times, and I’m beginning to think that it may truly work.” My thoughts perked up at that. Could he really intend to change me after all? But what about Jacob? This would hurt him a thousand times more than what transpired last night…

“So I’ve decided that I should finally allow you to join my, I mean our, family.” I looked at him, stunned.

“You mean you’re really going to change me?” I said, breathless again. He looked at me, deeply, and said,

“Yes.”