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Hollowed Existences

~spoiler warning~ What would have happened if Bella hadn't jumped?...

I sort of just started this little story for fun because I wanted to see as to where it might go. hehe xD. The chapters are going to be short, why? I don't know. My brain doesn't tell me its reasoning most of the time but I bet it has something to do with the fact that if i squished it all together it wouldn't sound right. Thats my guess. hehe xD. Oh and of course, I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or any of the characters. They are all Stephenie Meyer's creations. ^_^

16. Chapter 16

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I stared at him blankly, not comprehending. How could that be possible? When I distinctly remembered sitting in that chair and responding to her messages. I couldn’t have conjured up memories of my own could I?

“But…” I couldn’t make the words come out; I was speechless.

Jacob slowly got up from the chair. He turned back to the computer and shut it off.

“But…” I was like a fish out of water, gasping, grasping for something. My heart began to hammer in my ears.


He headed towards the door, head bent as if ashamed he had believed me.


“Stop…” He said slowly, sadly, exasperatedly, “Just… stop.”

He was still facing the door, like he couldn’t even bear the sight of me. I tried to make my mouth form the words needed to speak, but they refused to obey, I could only think and say one word, “But…”

He turned abruptly, all trace of the gentle Jacob I knew and loved gone.

“But what Bella!” he thundered. “What is it? Thought that it wouldn’t work, that I wouldn’t be able to make your computer work? That your computer would freeze on me or malfunction on me in some other way preventing me from searching? Why you were so nervous, I should have realized it wasn’t because you wanted to prove your innocence. You were just nervous that it would work and I’d find out there was no such e-mail. That you lied to me!”

He started shaking, violently. I backed up. I had never been the focus of Jacob’s anger before, and knowing what happened when he was angry, I did my best to try and calm him down.


“No! Don’t Jacob me! I’ve had enough of your games Bella. You’ve bent me around your finger but guess what, I can easily bend back to my normal shape. Good-bye Bella. I’d suggest you stay out of La Push. If you don’t…” he left the statement open ended, leaving me to create images that I tried fearfully to push away.

Jacob turned on his heal and left, leaving no noises to be heard except for those of the front door slamming and his Rabbit revving and the screeching of its tires against the pavement.

I stood there; shock plastered to my face. I didn’t need a mirror for it; I could easily feel my eyes wide and mouth forming a small ‘o’. I felt something slide down my face and realized I was crying, again. How long I stood rooted in that spot, frozen, I don’t know. But that was the second time someone I cared for walked away from me and out of my life. I distinctly remember hearing Charlie coming home. That was the sign that it was around four in the afternoon. Charlie was supposed to be home early today and as my brain did the math against my will, I realized I must’ve been standing there for well over an hour. I heard him yell for me. I didn’t respond. He must have seen my coat still on the rack and my shoes still with the others. He probably realized something was wrong. When I was home, and he called, I always responded. This time I hadn’t. I heard him trudge up the steps and saw him as he walked into my room, door still open. The moment he saw my face, his paled.


“What would you have me do Renee?”“I don’t know! Did she tell you what happened?”“No she didn’t. She didn’t say anything. I had to actually lift her to get her to move. She was practically rooted to the spot.”“I knew it! Forks… it’s not a good place for her. She needs to leave here.”“Renee, I understand where your getting at, but for all we know she just had a little squabble with Jacob. We can’t start assuming things.”

“Bella and Jacob had a little squabble? I don’t think so Charlie. We both know Bella doesn’t exaggerate things.”

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor made its way to my ears shortly followed by the shutting of a door.

My brain slowly began to function again. I took in my surroundings and realized I was still in my bedroom. When I mustered up enough energy to move, I glanced at my clock. 2:31am. Renee must have just got back from her trip to Seattle. She had said earlier today, no wait, she had said yesterday morning that she was going to spend the day in Seattle and she might not be back to very late.

I lie there, mind still somewhat numb. I was ready for the ache this time. After all, once your heart is ripped out the first time, the pain isn’t that terrible the second time. It’s as if my body was preparing for it, sensing my growing relationship with Jacob and making precautions so that if something went wrong again, I was at least not as hurt as the first time, the hole was just as big, yes, but I was ready for it.

I did, however, feel the pain from the words he spoke. Those I couldn’t block out as I shut my eyes, the scene replayed itself over and over, no off switch in sight.

“…I should have realized it wasn’t because you wanted to prove your innocence! …You lied to me!”

I squeezed my eyes shut tight and whimpered. I couldn’t help it. This was the second time this was done to me, and by the only other person in Forks who was worth staying for. It was as if someone was trying to tell me something. Forks wasn’t my home any more; it was forever tainted by the pain I had been forced to live through.


“Bella? Honey?”

I turned over, not wanting to be disturbed. I had just fallen asleep an hour or two ago and now they were trying to wake me up.

“Hey sleepy head. It’s me, mom. How are you feeling?”

I groaned.

There was no noise and if it hadn’t been for the fact my bed was slightly dipping on one side, I would have thought I was alone.

I felt a small hand place itself on my shoulder and rub gently.

“Bella, time to get up. We need to know what happened… however much it hurts, we still need to know.”

I slowly sat up on me bed, and ignored the stares I was receiving from my parents. I stood slowly, making sure I was balanced before making my way towards my window. I looked outside and saw it was yet another cold dreary day here in Forks, Washington.

I sat in the rocking chair, something I didn’t do fairly often, and watched as the clouds lazily made their way across the sky.

“Leave,” I said softly.

I heard Renée’s’ breath hitch and heard Charlie, who I didn’t know was even in the room, cough.

They didn’t move.

“I said,” I looked up at them. What my expression held, I know not, “leave.”

Charlie and Renee looked at each other and then nodded.

“Come downstairs when your ready honey,” Renee said sadly.

I made no response.

I needed time to think. I didn’t know exactly what was going to happen in the next minute let alone the next 24 hours, but I did know one thing for sure.

I mulled over my decision, checking over every pro and con. In the end, I had more pros then cons therefore; I decided my plan would work.

I sat there for a little while longer, looking out into the sky, which I had grown accustomed to. I wondered what it would be like when I went back to Phoenix, or to Jacksonville, if the sun and the heat would be too much for me. I internally shrugged. If push came to shrug, I would be home schooled and would leave the house only by night. I let out a bitter chuckle and smile.

“I’d practically be acting like a vampire in a sense.” I thought to myself.

I glanced at the sky once more before slowly standing up. My muscles protested against the movement. Probably due to the fact that I just got out of bed without even really stretching, “Or because I stood standing still for well over an hour yesterday.”

I shook my head and began to make my way downstairs. Once safely down the steps, I heard my parents chatter from the kitchen and walked silently towards them. When I appeared in the kitchen, with no noise to announce my arrival, Charlie and Renee looked startled at the seeming thought that I walked without tripping. I grinned bitterly yet again.

I looked at Charlie, then Renee. Just as I was about to speak, Charlie broke in, “Bella, please tell us what happened. I know Jacob came over today. Did you two have a fight?”

I laughed darkly; the word ‘fight’ was an understatement.

“I’ll tell you what happened Charlie,” I said without emotion, “I’ve made my mind up about something of somewhat importance.”

Charlie nodded, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Renee nod encouragingly. My eyes never strayed from Charlie’s.

“I made up my mind on where I want to go.”

Charlie stared at me, confusion written across his face.

“Okay, let me put it this way. I’ve made my mind up about where I want to live.”

His eyes widened and then dropped as his mood sifted from surprise to pain.

“I plan to leave for Florida with mom when she heads back at the end of the month. I’m leaving Forks Charlie.”