A variation of particular events in New Moon- Bella & Jacob
(Leaving off on the last line of pg. 376. Bella heard Edwards voice telling her to “be happy.” Jacob never smelled Alice, waiting for Charlie to come home from the morgue from identifying Bella’s dead body. Alice never had thought nor did she see Bella “jump off a cliff” for Jacob did in fact reach Bella in time to stop her form cliff-diving. There was nothing for Alice to see. Thus, the events of that day took a different course, leaving Bella with thoughts of Jacob on the ride home form La Push.
Sam had insisted that Jake stay with me, at least until Charlie returned home from the hospital. He had his instructions: run the premier around my house, and into the woods, until he picked up where Jared left off.
As afraid as I was for Jacob if Victoria did show back up tonight, which the wolves thought was unlikely, I was just as worried about my dad, and the Clearwater’s. That afternoon had been long, very long, but I felt better when we pulled into my drive. There was no glow of the outside light and I didn’t like the way it felt. I waited for Jake to come take my hand and walk me to the door. I had to fumble for the key, which Charlie always placed under the eaves, and I dropped it. Without a word, Jake picked it up, unlocked the door, and took his warm hand in mine before we made our way inside.
“Let me get the light”, I said as I walked through the hallway. He went through to the kitchen, flicked on that light, and then went over to the phone that rang so unexpectedly, that it made me let out a small yelp. Jake looked over at me, still in my jacket and not so warm, just to roll his eyes at me. By the second ring I picked up the receiver; it was Charlie on the other end. I saved him the grief of telling me about Harry, by letting him know that I just walked in the house after being at the reservation all day when Billy came home to tell us the news. “Look Bella, will you be alright by yourself tonight? Billy and me are already over at the Clearwater’s…you understand how it feels, right?” With a look of horror, Jakes head flew up, and he was watching me. He had heard. Before my hand could find my chest, before the fraction of a second that it was going to take before that hole in me had time to rip, Jake was by my side, with both arms around me. And I was okay, at least ok enough to not feel the unrelenting urge to have to hold myself together. But it hurt that my Dad, of all people, would say that to me. That particular subject had always been unspoken between us; my loss was never discussed. It caught me a little off, but with Jake there I could let that go enough to see what really mattered. “That’s fine dad,” I said with sudden relief, knowing that at least on the reservation Charlie would be plenty safe. “Um, Dad” I said with a little uncertainly, “would it be alright if Jacob slept on the couch here tonight?” It was almost natural to ask Charlie this, it was only right, because I had decided the minute after he said he and Billy were at the Clearwater’s for the night that I would ask Jake to stay with me. Jake was in the habit of giving me my way most time. He tried unsuccessfully to hide his booming bark of a laugh when I ask with the air that Charlie would let me have my way this time too. After all, after his brutal words, he would never deny me the comfort he knew Jacob gave to me. At least I hoped.
He didn’t even pause two seconds to think about it “Sure Bella,” and after a slight hesitation he also added “but he is to sleep on the couch, and you both need to get to bed soon. It will be a long day tomorrow, and I’ll be at the reservation for most of the day. That’s good though; I didn’t really like the idea you of being alone.”
“I love you Dad,” I said as I hung up the phone.
For a moment, we embraced; his warm hands on my back, pulling me to him, and my head on his shoulder. “Gotta go” he whispered and I tightened my hold on him. To run, of course, but it was good knowing that when he wasn’t going to be running he’d be here. “Don’t worry, Bella. I don’t plan on being gone long.”
He was out the back door in a split second and I took advantage of the time alone to take a hot shower, letting the warm water run longer than necessary, and I was warm. I let my hair stay wet, but quickly ran a brush through it. Instead of the matching, too expensive night ware that I had become accustomed to when Edward had stayed overnight,(and here, I made myself think his name, just to see, for once, if it would be as hard to form the word, now that my head was quite filled with thoughts of Jacob). I decided instead to opt for the comfortable, faded pajamas and a t-shirt. When I got back downstairs, Jacob still wasn’t back, although he had only been gone 20 minutes or so. I decided to heat up some left over casserole and by the time the table was set, and the food was ready, and drinks poured, did Jake come walking back through the door. His smile, weather at me or at the food, was enough to make me smile back. “Come sit” I commanded him, and without a word he walked over and took what was usually Charlie’s chair. I noticed something different about Jake as he took his seat and began to devour his food like he hadn’t eaten in a month. He was wearing a shirt. All day I had been accustomed to him in his cut off shorts, and bare feet, which he was still sporting, but he said that hauling around a complete set of clothes was inconvenient, turning into a wolf and back into a human all times of the day and night. Now though, he wore one and since he had plans of running around as a wolf all through the night, it made no sense.
“What’s up with all the clothes?” I ask him, curious about the change. He had his head down, still eating, but I saw the smile. “Well, we coordinated again. Sam sent Jared to guard the woods around here tonight, so I can be your personal guard dog. I’m not to leave your side, at least ‘till Charlie gets back” and a moment later followed with “You like that, I take it,” was what I heard him say. I was hoping he hadn’t seen the that flicker of excitement that I felt, knowing that we were not only sharing our days, but that at least this once, we were also sharing our nights. “What’s not to like” I ask with complete honesty. His expression was far from stunned. In fact, he looked as though I would react this way, and with that, and the grin that followed, felt very comforting to me. So, in an instant, it seemed, my feelings for Jacob changed. The exact time was not easy to pinpoint, but I just knew that Juliet and Paris would have really made for an epic play as well.