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A Dark Adaptaton of New Moon

It's been a year since Edward left Bella. Strong ties bond Jacob and Bella together, but one night of surpise and misfortune will forver change the lives of these three people. What would you do when all you love is violently taken away?


11. Chapter 11 - Departed

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Chapter 11 - Departed

"Do you want to stop by Federico's to pick up something to eat?" asked Alice. The afternoon's tumultuous events had conjured a tense atmosphere and Alice was clearly on edge and nervous.

"No" I muttered. I can see her look worriedly at me from the corner of my eye. It's not that I'm mad at her or any of them, for that matter. I was mad at myself, mad that because of me, their perfect family unison has been interrupted and now threatened. If I only I had stayed in Phoenix with my mom and Phil. I would have finished High School without any conflict or drama. I would've gone to a local college; probably met a local all-around-good-guy and life would've been easy. No vampires, no werewolves, no vamp-mob. A normal life.

As we pulled into the driveway, Alice reached for my hand and held it firm and looked straight at me.

"Bella, I'm very sorry for what happened earlier" she said, remorsefully. "I really hope you can understand why we chose to do what we did. We were really worried about you, Bella. If anything would've happened to you," she paused, "not only would we lose you, but we'd lose Edward as well."

These are so not the words I need to hear right now.

"It's ok" I said and tried to fake a smile. "I gotta go."

She let go of my hand and watched me as I went up the front steps and into my house. I closed the door behind me and waited until I heard the car's engine die out in the distance. I dropped my bag and went to the kitchen where I found Charlie eating a bowl of cereal.


He looked up from the paper he was reading. "Eh, I had a foot long sub a little late in the day. I'm not really hungry-hungry. This is just an appetizer. How was your day?"

You mean besides having my boyfriend who happens to be a vampire, almost kill my best friend who happens to be a werewolf?

"Um, great" I said as I poured myself a glass of water.

"Did you get to watch those movies I got you? I need to take them back tonight or they'll charge me a late fee."

"Um, I saw one." I lied. "Alice owns the other one and I can watch it anytime."

"Ok, I'll drop them off as soon as I'm done here then."

"No, that's ok. I'll drop them off myself. I wanted to stop by Jacob's house anyway."

He raised his eyebrows in pleasant surprise.

"Oh, ok... sure then. Tell Billy I said he owes me twenty bucks. Cardinals lost."

I give a quick smile and head up the stairs to my room to grab the untouched bag of DVDs. I paused just outside the bedroom door, anticipating finding Edward standing inside, and ready to hinder my plan. I open the door and scan the room before entering. He's not there. This is crazy. I laugh at myself and grab the bag of DVDs off the bed and fetch my car keys then head downstairs again.

I need to see Jacob. I need to talk to him, though I don't know what I'm going to say. The fact that Alice is no longer able to see me is turning out to be a charm. Edward has gone hunting with Emmet and Jasper and won't be back until later on tonight. This is the perfect chance. And it's not that I wouldn't have my way if it came down to it, but it certainly wouldn't be without a fight. My energy is used up after all that's happened today. The last thing I want right now is to deliberate on my wanting to see my best friend.

I'm making my way down the front porch when I get a sudden feeling that I am being watched. I slow my pace and look all around. The street is empty and the woods are too dark to see through. I quickly unlock the car door and get in. I jam the keys into the ignition and take off, sighing elatedly at the ease of my departure.

La Push is only a twenty minute drive from my house, ten minutes if you're driving a newer car. I'm about 3 miles from the reserve's border when I spot two headlights in my rearview mirror. Two tiny points of light that are growing incredibly fast as they get closer. I try to keep my eyes on the road but when I look back to the rearview mirror, I can see Edward glaring at me as he cuts to side of the road and speeds up ahead of me. He slams on his brakes and whips the car a stop, blocking my path. I slam on my breaks, seething with rage. We both get out of our cars and march towards each other.

"What the hell are you doing?" I shout, my blood boiling.

"Bella, after what just happened, are you're really going to go see him? Are you serious?" he asks, frowning furiously.

"Yes, I am" I hiss back. "And you're going to get out my way."

"I don't think so" he says as he reaches for my wrist and I snatch my hand away from him. I pull all my strength together to control my anger.

"Edward..." I say, strained and patiently, "I am going to see him and you're not going to get in my way. When I get home, I'll call you. Now, please move your car or I will drive right fucking through it."

"Bella, please," his voice is soft and pleading, "he doesn't know how to control himself and I can't let you risk yourself. Twice he's made you bleed. Why can't you see that?"

"Goodnight, Edward" and I turn back to my truck.

"Wait" he snaps as he pulls me by the arm. "Fine, you go... but I stay nearby. If you're not out in twenty minutes or however long you want, I'll come get you."

"What?" I ask in disbelief.

"Bella, today, outside your house... you came after us when we ran off into the woods. Did you not?"

I don't respond, I just keep staring at him, wondering where he's going with this.

"You told me later that you feared for us both. Your heart almost burst out your chest in panic. Despite Alice telling you that everything was under control, you still fought to come to us. Did you not?"

I still didn't answer.

"Did you not?" he persisted.

"Yes, I did." I mutter.

"That panic that you felt, that dread that took over you, that need to be there - that's exactly how I feel, Bella. Can't you see? You are my life and I will fight to keep it safe - to keep you safe. I'm not trying to control you or run your life... not by any means. But you weren't the one to find me lying half dead and broken on the side of the road because of that fucking beast. You didn't see me die before your eyes, not knowing if you'd come back."

Tears are welling up my eyes. I suddenly feel like an idiot. He's right. As much as I hate to have to admit it to myself, but he has every reason to believe that Jacob could hurt me because he has, although, unintentionally, I so adamantly believe. He's right. I would be paranoid if it were him under the same circumstances. I couldn't argue his point. But neither could I permit him to stop me from seeing Jacob.

"Fine" I retort. "Twenty minutes and if I haven't come out yet, you will call me to my cell phone first." Deep down I know it will not get to this point.

"Deal" he says and walks me to the truck. I wait for him to start his car and move it out of the way and begin to make my way to La Push.

About 200 yards ahead I can see through the rearview mirror, that he's pulled over to the side of the road and shut off his lights. I've just crossed the reserve's border. After a few minutes, I'm pulling into Jacob's driveway when I see Sam standing at the front door. I get out of the car and quickly head for the house.

"Is Jacob home?" I ask Sam once I reach the door. He's glaring at me.

"How could you show face here?" he says bitterly.

"Sam, I..." and he cuts me off.

"You've allowed one of them to mark you" he continues. "You are now bound to him."

My anger begins to build.

"I'm not bound by anyone" I hiss as I push myself past him.

"Jacob is gone" he says, and I freeze. "He's left the reserve and he's not coming back."

My heart flinches and skips a beat. I slowly turn to face him, tears threatening to escape my pooling eyes.

"He's gone?" My voice sounds strangled and I feel like I've been punch in the stomach.

"Did he say where he was going?" I ask.

"No. He did not say" he replied and I could see a glint of empathy in his dark eyes.

My heart is thumping hard but I feel numb and dazed. He's gone and he's not coming back. Tears stream down my face as a tremor slowly begins to grow. I came here to apologize for everything I have done, for all the pain I have caused him, but I come here to find that he's left, taking with him all the pain that I inflicted. Pain pierced through me like a jagged knife, twisting deep inside me. He had given so much to make me happy, to make me feel human again and yet, I've given him nothing but despair and false hope. Why wouldn't he leave?

"You must go" says Sam, contentiously.

I can't move. I can't think. I can't almost breathe. All I can do is stare dejectedly at Sam. He grabs me by the arm as leads me out the door. I am no longer welcome here. I will no longer smell the wood burning in the fireplace, hear the wind howling through the thick forest, or walk along the beach... with Jacob. He's not coming back.

I walk zombie-like back to my truck. Moments later, I'm turning right onto the road, heading west but not moving at all. My mind is still in Jacob's house - in his room where we watched so many movies together... in his garage, where we worked on our bikes together... by the shore where we hung out by campfire with the rest of the pack. I felt void. As I head west, two headlights turn on at the side of the road ahead of me. I focus my eyes on the road ahead as I pass Edward's Volvo, intent on not meeting his eyes which were doubtlessly watching me as I passed him.

I drove a little below the speed limit, delaying time while I pull myself together. I made a turn on Houston Street and drove a block north to the video store. I parked and left the car idle while I dumped the untouched DVDs into the return slot outside the building. When I turned to walk back to the truck, I noticed that Edward's car was no where around. I get back into my truck and head home.

I arrive and Charlie's patrol car is gone. He left a note on the entryway table saying that he was called into the station and will be back in a while. I put the note back along with my keys and head upstairs. Edward is already there, standing against the wall by the window, staring at me with anguished eyes.

"Is everything all right?" he asks.

Without any warning, anger erupts at the sound of his voice and I ball my hands into fists and lunge at him, pounding on his face and chest, crying and grunting at the same time. His body is hard and I feel like I'm punching a hard sandbag. Through the tears, I can see his stunned reaction as he slowly takes hold of both of my hands and places them on his chest. He then presses me firmly against his body, trapping my arms between us and I melt into his chest, sobbing uncontrollably. One arm is behind my back and the other is behind my head. He kisses the top of my head and says "I'm sorry."

Another powerful wave of anger swells in me and I push myself away from him, surprised that I was able to break free from his cement embrace. I back away from him, my face in a watery mess. I wipe at my tears with my hand and point to the door.

"Get out" I say flatly. He doesn't move. He just stares back at me, frowning in confusion.

"Bella..." he says quietly.

"GET OUT!" I yell as loud as my voice allows. A new tide of tears races down my face. He seems too stunned to move but after a few seconds, he walks up to me and seems to struggle for words before pursing his lips and walking away. I slam the door shut behind him and sink to floor, surrendering to my despair, crying for the death of a love.