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A Pretty Strange Love Story

A Pretty Strange Love story banner My lovely banner up there was made by the generous Marauder by Midnight... *stares adoringly* Bella is becoming a vampire, and Jacob can't stand it. Can Ang help him come to terms with it? Angela thinks that Bella will be the same after she is changed, but Jacob is convinced that she will be a monster. Who is right? And will Angela get to keep her best friend and her boyfriend? Oh, by the way, this is the sequel to A Not So Every Day Romance, so read that one first unless you want to be majorly confused. Go read the author's note... big, plot changing edits! DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything from Twilight.

Sequel to A Not So Every Day Romance

11. Chapter 11

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Chapter 10

Jake and I tried to spend some time apart, to try and figure out how to keep each other out of our heads. This worked for all of three days. I was at the Cullens’ and Jasper got a little too close to me for Jacob’s comfort on the third one, and, suddenly, I found myself being towed down to La Push by an angry werewolf, who, even in human form, had to get out of the vampire territory before he started a war. Luckily, Bella managed to keep any blood from being shed, and Jake and I left.

Of course, it wouldn’t have been so easy for her to do if Jake were allowed to phase. No one had any idea how Jake’s phasing would affect me, so unless it was absolutely necessary, he didn’t.

I had to admit, I wasn’t in a hurry to find out what would happen when he changed. I was actually a little scared, to be completely honest. I had no desire to be a wolf, or have wolf-like characteristics.

Morning, Jake’s voice floated sweetly across my mind from down at La Push. I laid back in my bed at home, answering him.

Morning. Do we have plans today? I was sure we would be doing something – we had been together everyday since he had come to fetch me from the Cullens’. I knew I’d have to go back there eventually; Bella was still my friend, and it wasn’t right to let men come between that. But did that mean I wasn’t going to put it off for as long as possible? Hell no.

Why don’t you come down here? We’re all getting together at Emily’s this morning.

Sounded good to me. My dad was home, and it would be a little awkward to have to share space with him while Jake was over.

Good. See you soon. He read my reply before I could give it voice, and then his presence in my mind was gone so I could get in the shower without having to worry about him peeking.

We had figured out soon enough that if we didn’t think about each other – at all! – that we were able to stay in our own heads. However, we slipped a lot, and were mind-melded more often than not. It drove his brothers crazy, but it was usually fun.

I showered as fast as I could, dressed myself in blue jeans and a t-shirt, kissed my dad goodbye, and hit the road.

La Push was a good twenty or thirty minutes away, depending on how fast one drove, and I used the time to my advantage. I popped my favorite CD, “The Black Parade” by My Chemical Romance, and cranked up the volume. I even sang along in places, much to the chagrin of any passing cars, I’m sure.

You’re going to ruin your eardrums like that, you know. Jake startled me, appearing in my head again.

Our eardrums, I reminded him, laughing.

Oh, yeah. Turn it down! I don’t want to go deaf before I’m twenty! he whined playfully, waving as I turned into Emily’s driveway.

I waved back, and clicked the engine off. Stop whining. I like music.

He sighed into my mind, then swept me into his arms and kissed me, just like we were in some sort of movie or romance novel.

Someone cleared their throat behind us, so we broke apart guiltily, turning to face them.

Sam and Emily stood in front, while the rest of the already assembled Pack stood behind them. Emily was grinning and Sam looked impassive, but the rest of them, especially Paul, looked downright annoyed.

“Cut it out!” he ordered. “That’s really annoying!”

“You mean like you?” Jacob asked, rolling his eyes at his lame come back.

Paul may have known that Jake didn’t mean anything by his comment, but he began to shake anyway, a sign that he was ready to phase.

I stepped between the two of them, diffusing the situation. I wasn’t ready to find out what happened to me when Jake phased, not yet.

“Sorry, guys. It’s just so new…”

Don’t apologize, Jake interrupted my train of thought. They just like to be annoying. Just pretend you didn’t hear them complain. He draped an arm over my shoulder and stared at me dramatically, making it obvious that we were communicating.

“Stop it,” I ordered, pushing him away playfully. I tried to close my mind, but it didn’t work, of course. He was too close to stop thinking about him.

Since it didn’t work, I turned to Emily, eager to change the subject from our annoying new quirk.

“So, how’re the wedding plans coming?” There was a collective groan from all members of the Pack who were not engaged. I glared pointedly at Jacob, sending him the thought that he should go cliff diving with his brothers if he wanted. Emily and I would stay where we were.

“Great!” Emily gushed, giggling a little as the Pack filed out of the cottage, leaving Sam staring forlornly after them. He seemed to know that it wasn’t in his best interest to follow them.

The best part of our new connection was that no matter how far away we were, it always seemed like Jake was standing right beside me. I exercised this ability now, reassuring myself that he wouldn’t be hurt while jumping. Nearly indestructible or not, I still worried.

His mind voice laughed into my head as he stripped off his clothes. I watched guiltlessly – knowing I didn’t have to feel like a peeping Tom-ette. He did the same thing to me.

He was magnificent; all muscle and dark skin. As he moved, the muscles corded and bunched and rippled, giving him the appearance of an animal ready to pounce. Which, I supposed, he was.

You’re making me blush! Get outta here. He caught me, making me blush. Jacob really didn’t need to know that I wanted to watch him – he already had an ego.


Oh, you know it’s true, I teased, then turned my attention back to Emily as she gushed over every detail of her wedding, Sam nodding in the background.

“While I have you here, there’s something I want to ask you,” Emily finally got to the point of her babbling.

I waited expectantly. “Yeah?”

The scarred woman looked from me, to her fiancée, to the table, then back to Sam as if she needed reassurance that she was about to do the right thing.

“Well, as you know, Leah is going to be a bridesmaid.”

I nodded, wondering where this was leading. It didn’t seem to make sense that she was starting out like this.

“Well, normally, I would have asked her to be my Maid of Honor… but they have to do other things, and I know that it’s killing her to stand up in front of the room and smile when she really wants to kill me, so I can’t ask her to do it.”

Sam moved towards his true love, a sad and angry expression on his face. He put his arms around her shoulders, a symbol of love and understanding.

I cocked my head to one side, wondering if she was ever going to come out and say what she wanted.

“Well, the point is, I need a Maid of Honor, and besides Leah and you, I don’t really have any girl friends. So… would you be willing to do it?”

I stared at her in surprise. “I – uh, well… that is.” Leah already hated me! How was I supposed to do this when I knew it would open another well of hurt inside her chest? Leah must be going through Hell right now, and I would be adding to it. Could I do that to her?

My errant gaze fell on Sam’s expressionless face, and almost unconsciously, I began blaming him. If he had never led Leah on, if he had never broken her heart –

Angela! Jacob was in my mind. Crap.

Yeah, crap! I can’t believe you’re thinking those things! You know as well as I do that it wasn’t Sam’s fault; you can’t fight an imprint! Why are you being so horrible about it? If Jake had been talking out loud, I would have been outraged. He was being so rude … but this way, I could tell exactly what he meant. He didn’t want to be rude … he genuinely wanted to understand what I was thinking and help me get passed it.

I don’t get it, Jake. How she can look at him after he broke her heart; how she can still stand up in front of all of those people and pretend to be happy for Emily when she really wants to hit her for ruining her life. It just doesn’t add up in my head! I would hate who ever stole you from me…and probably you, too. I tried to explain what was going on in my head, but I just couldn’t put it into words. Luckily, I didn’t have to.

Angela, you are way too good of a person to hate anyone. Believe me, I know you better than you do. We just have to let Leah do things her way, even if we don’t understand. And let go of everything else, too. It’s not our concern, unless they ask for our input, which I doubt they will. They’re all ashamed to mention it. Just let it be buried. Jake sounded too wise for his years. It was sometimes hard to believe that I was two years older than him; he had the body of a twenty-five year old, and sometimes the wisdom of an old man. It was hard to keep up.

Ha. Now, you’d better say something to Emily, she’s been trying to get your attention for the past ten minutes. Jake sounded amused. My head snapped up to Emily, who was waving a hand in front of my face, a worried expression on hers. “Sorry,” I mumbled, “Jake was yelling at me.” “For what?” I shook my head. “Something stupid. Now, what were you saying?” Like I was going to tell them what had been going through my head! No way was I taking that bullet! “Well, the point was, I don’t want to ask Leah to be my Maid of Honor. Will you do it?” She looked confused. Probably because she had already asked me this, and I was procrastinating. Say yes! Well, Jake certainly thought I should do it!

Yes, I do. Leah will be relieved, not angry. Believe me. I know her almost as well as I know you, remember? Just say yes! And yes, you trust me.

He had definitely caught that one before I even thought it. One point for him. “Um… sure. I’d love to be you Maid of Honor, Emily,” I stammered, still not sure that I was making the right decision. How could Leah be grateful for my taking her place? Come out here when you’re done. I want to show you something, Jacob ordered, and I sent a hasty ‘yes’ back before I could get absorbed in another ten minute conversation. “Wonderful!” Emily grinned. “Now, we’ll have to go shopping for dresses, but that’s about it – I know you’re going to be in Bella’s wedding, so –“ “Who told you that?” I wasn’t planning on being in Bella’s wedding. She hadn’t asked me, so I hadn’t thought about it. “Jacob,” Emily said, looking as puzzled as I felt. “Oh.” Jacob’s mind-voice remained silent… he must have been trying very hard to not think about me at that moment, because I was not able to get inside his head to ask him what she was talking about. “Can we go cliff diving yet?” Sam asked, wanting to go. Emily looked up at him with a patient smile. “Yes, dear. Now we can go cliff diving.”

Good. Hurry up. And tell them I said that.

“Jake’s getting impatient,” I said laughingly. “We’d better hurry.” “Of course,” Sam said, rolling his eyes in a good humor. “We can’t keep Jake waiting.” We left the tiny cottage and headed down toward the cliffs, where the rest of the Pack waited, dripping wet.