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What if Chapter 18 of New Moon changed?

Summary:
Please take a look back on my bio. Basically, what if Bella picked up the phone instead of Jacob? Thanks Chareter again for the AWEOSOME banner! xxx Bella and Alice's Hug


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Written with Chareter, pretty pretty pretty please reveiw and tell me if to write the next chapter.


2. On The Other End

Rating 4.5/5   Word Count 1394   Review this Chapter

Bella's Pov

The shrill ring of the phone made us both jump, but it did not break Jacob’s focus. He did not make any move towards the phone, but it seemed to have frozen him. I took the advantage to duck out of his gaze and grip to grab the phone off the receiver.

“Hi, this is Bella,” I answered; hearing how worried my voice sounded. It sort of confused me.

There was no reply on the other end of the phone. I had my back to Jacob but I heard him move and place his hands on my shoulders.

“Hello? Anyone there?” I asked, getting more annoyed. Jacob tried to lightly pull me around but a shoved him off as I tried to concentrate on a voice in the background.

Or a sound.

Jacob just left his hands on my shoulders as I desperately listened, trying to find a reason not to put the phone now and turn back to Jacob.

“Sorry, wrong number,” mumble a deep voice on the other end of the phone.

“Um… okay.” At least it wasn’t Charlie, trying to act manly about his tears from the funeral.

“No wait!” shouted a higher voice down the phone. Jacob groaned besides me.

“Yes?” I asked. Even though I didn’t want to turn back to Jacob, this was getting annoying.

“I…its” started the same deep voice from before. He didn’t seem to know how to continue.

“Look, if you don't want anything, you might as well go,” I said angrily down the phone.

“I um. I was wondering… I mean we’re doing a survey. It’s about how many people are in their house right now and their relations with each other. Will you please answer the following questions?” rushed the deep voice.

“Um… okay?” I said. It sort of sounded like a question. Anyway, I didn’t care what this man was doing. If he were getting me time away from Jacob, then I’d take it. Jacob was pushing it too far and I was not ready.

Suddenly one of Jacob’s hands left my shoulders and snatched the phone from my hand. I stared, mouth hanging open as he turned around, speaking down the phone.

“Hey, listen buddy. We’re kinda in the middle of something. I hope you understand. Goodbye,” said Jacob, making sure I couldn’t get the phone. He quickly walked back to put the phone down.

“Hey. Jacob! Give me the phone back. I was talking, you know! Huh!” I sighed and waited until Jacob had walked away from the phone. I made a mad dash to get the phone a pressed re-dial, to call that strange man back.

“Hello?” said an eagerly, and yet strangely familiar voice.

It suddenly hit me who it was.

Edward.

It couldn’t be.

He couldn’t be the one who had just phoned before.

“Edward?” I asked, hesitantly. “Is that you?”

“Edward? Who’s Edward?” asked the same deep voice from before.

“Oh. Sorry I must have mistaken you for someone else,” I could tell I sounded sad, but I didn’t care. I felt that hole being ripped again and I clutched side desperately. I tried to make my voice more cheerful.

“Anyway, um, hi. You rang just a second ago but were rudely interrupted.” I turned to glare at Jacob, whom was leaning against my counter with his arms folded in front of him. No one replied.

“Hello? You still there?” I asked.

“Oh.” The high voiced man was back. He cleared his throat and the deeper voiced man came back. “Yes, er, sorry. Where were we?”

“The survey,” I repeated, smiling to nothing or anyone in particular.

“Oh, yes. Sorry. Erm, how many people are in the house right now?” asked the deeper voiced man.

“Three,” I said.

“Three,” he repeated, probably writing it down. “And what relationships do these people have with each other?” the voice on the other end asked.

“Well, I’m friends with them both, but those two are let’s enemies,” I said. Jacob snickered behind me. “One is on a visit, and I wish would stay longer,” I said louder, hoping Alice would hear. Jacob groaned again behind me.

“Excuse me a second,” said Bella.

“Certainly,” he said. I placed my hand over the phone.

“You know you don’t have to commentate in the background you know,” I said to Jacob.

“I know. Its just there’s nothing else to do,” replied Jacob. I groaned.

“Quit it,” I said sternly. I removed my hand and spoke down the phone again. “Where were we?” I asked.

“You said one is on a visit. Is she male or female?” he asked.

“Female,” I replied honestly.

“And this other friend?” he asked.

“Male. Pain in the arse. And unfortunately doesn’t live that far away,” I replied, knowing Jacob would hear. I turned around and Alice was at the bottom of the stairs, her face half blank.

I stared wide-eyed at her, frozen.

Because that wasn’t what else I saw.

Jacob was half crouching at her, bearing his teeth.

“I take it as you are the owner of the house?” he asked.

Out of my way Jacob,” Alice said, her voice barely higher than a whisper.

“Never,” spat Jacob. He ran in front of me, dropping the plate that was balanced behind him.

“I’ve got to go,” I said in a rush.

“Wait,” he shouted the phone, his voice higher again, reminding my of Edward’s. I shook off the thought as the hole tugged, making it harder to breathe.

“What?” I asked, half screaming down the phone

“I…” he hesitated.

The atmosphere in the room was getting tenser by the minute and the man wasn’t speaking. Alice was slowly walking towards us, her expression still half blank. I groaned and slammed the phone down.

I ran around Jacob and half slammed myself into Alice.

“Alice! What’s wrong!” I gasped. She slowly – well slowly for her – looked down at me. She didn’t seem to be focusing on anything quite yet, her eyes still seeing things in the future.

“Who? Who was that on the phone?” she asked. I frowned.

“Erm… Some survey guy,” I replied.

“Asking what?” Her eyes slightly focused on me a bit more. Jacob groaned behind me.

“I’m outta here,” he mumbled. I spun around and tried to grab Jacob’s arm but he was already halfway out the door.

“Jacob! Wait!” I shouted after him. I turned back round to Alice who was completely focused on me. “I’ll answer in a minute!” I continued to rush out the door for Jacob. “Jacob, please!”

“What?” he roared back at me, spinning around to face me. “What do you want? Your bloodsucker is here, why do you need me?”

“What are you talking about? Of course I need you. Why? I don’t know, okay? I just do!” I said. He shook his head sourly.

“Not a good enough answer,” he said, always running away from the house. I trudged back into the house. Alice hadn’t moved an inch.

I collapsed onto the sofa and found a second later, Alice next to me. She put her arm around me and I rested my head on her shoulder.

“What was the survey guy asking?” she whispered in my ear. Her sweet breath, smelled so good, but also terribly reminded me of her brother. I clutched my sides in pain again.

“Something about…who was in the house…and…what relationships we had with each other,” I stumbled out, my voice cracking at various points.

“Hmm…” she mumbled, rubbing my arm gently. I got up to get a drink of water. Alice followed, still deep in thought.

“That wasn’t a survey guy on the phone,” she said to me, as I filled my cup up with water. I turned around, puzzled.

“Who was it then?” I asked before I took a sip of my water. Alice’s eyes carefully watched my expression.

“Edward,” she whispered. I felt the blood drain from my face. I felt the cup slip through my frozen hands and I felt the air move as Alice grabbed the cup before it hit the floor. Alice placed her hands reassuringly on my shoulders.

“Shh…” Alice whispered in my ear. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” She was suddenly in front of me, her hands on the top of my arms. “You okay?” she asked.

But I hardly heard any of it.

My thoughts were far away, although I should have been controlling them. I couldn’t afford this much pain. Not with Alice here.

“It was just Edward,” Alice whispered in my ear.

Just?

J ust?

Just Edward?” I half screeched at her, before my whole world went topsy-turvy, the colours swirling together to make black.