I packed my bags while Quil, Collin, and Johnny went to get the boat ready and everyone else besides Brady went to the border to make sure the Cullen's and the Volturi decided not to try and cross the border to soon. I only grabbed the important stuff which was a big duffle bag full of clothes and the money I've saved up over the past few years from fixing peoples cars. We took off as soon as everything was ready which was only about ten minutes before the Volturi was supposed to come for me. Collin gave me the death glare which I can't really blame him for because I was kind of stealing his best friend.
My dad didn't try to stop me which was nice of him and Rachel hugged me for so long I was afraid she wouldn't let go, but Brady's dad didn't really say anything to him before Quil started driving. We rode down the coast in silence, mostly because Brady looked like if he opened his mouth he might blow chunks all over the boat. Sam texted me and said that they had to let in one member of the Volturi but the rest staid at the border and when they knew I was gone they left. Alice called me at least 9 times on the way and by the time we got towards San Francisco the sun was already starting to rise off in the East.
We took a cab towards the airport and Brady went in to buy the tickets while I waited at a restaraunt across the street, barely chewing the sandwhich that the guy behind the counter put in front of me. He seemed to have a new bounce in his step when he came back, a smile spread across his face.
"Our flight leaves in an hour and a half. We'll land in Dallas and we have to wait around for about another hour or two then we'll get a connecting flight to Virginia. My aunt Vicky is gonna pick us up and take us to my grandma's house."
"My cousins will be there but when I was inside I called and asked my grandma if it was okay to bring a friend and she said it was fine. We have to share the guest house though, but it's pretty nice so we should be fine."
"Is your family like rich or something?" I asked glancing over at him and he opened his mouth but looked like he wasn't sure what to say for a minute.
"My grandpa is a carpenter and he and my aunt Jenna's husband run a business that does really good, and my grandma runs her own bakery." He ran his fingers through his hair and shifted slightly. "Most of their money came from my great grandparents."
"You don't really talk about them much. You're family I mean."
"The Pack has more things to worry about." he said shrugging slightly like it was no big deal. The Pack knows all about my personal life with Alice, and Bella and everyone else so it was kinda wierd to hear that someone actually had some part of their life that everyone else didn't know.
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket again, and even though I knew it was Alice I answered. Before I could get a word out she was already speaking, well threatening was more like it.
"I swear Jacob Black, if I didn't love you so much I'd wring your neck." she growled. I could hear her pacing back and forth across the floor lightly but quickly. It didn't sound like anyone else was in the room with her, but then again I probably wouldn't be able to tell if there was.
"You know domestic violence is a crime right?" I said but she didn't laugh. Brady smirked though which made me feel a little bit better.
"So is murder, but I'm pretty sure I could get away with it." she mumbled under her breath and I felt the inside of my mouth go dry. I swallowed roughly trying to get past the fact that she almost kinda threatened my life and decided to play it off like a joke.
"You sound super sexy when you're mad." I tried to joke but I think the fact that I was messing around as she threatened me was only making her more upset.
"Where are you?" she asked. I knew she probably had her lap top in front of her, ready to order a plane ticket to where ever I said. She would come after me, and once she found me I'd never be able to get away from her. I mean it's not like if she chases me in public I could yell for help because who would believe a guy my size can't protect himself from a tiny girl like Alice.
"I can't say."
"I can't tel-" I stopped talking when I heard something smash on her side of the line. It sounded like she threw something at the back window/wall thing the Cullen's have in their house and shattered the window. I could hear the crickets now, and a few voices that were probably downstairs, wondering what the hell happened.
"Where. Are. You." I felt myself shudder involuntarily as she growled.
"If you don't tell me where you are they might find you first. Do you really want that?"
"Jacob they will find you, and when they do they might decide just to kill you, you understand that right?" she asked. Her voice lost the hard edge that it had gotten before and now she just sounded scared. If Jane got her hands on me there was no way she'd turn me into a vampire because then she'd have to deal with me forever. I've pissed her off enough within the past year to pretty much guarantee she hates me. So if worse comes to worse and I have to choose between going through torture and then being killed with Jane or letting Alice turn me I know who I'm going to.
"It'd be better than what you're planning on doing."
"It's not that bad. Is the idea of spending forever with me so unbearable you'd rather die than be with me." Alice asked and I could hear the pain in her voice. I squeezed my eyes shut and pinched the bridge of my nose staying silent for a minute. We both knew I loved her more than anything, she was just trying to guilt me into telling her where I was.
"I love you."
"Then come back to me. Let me take care of you. I'll make it as painless as possible and I won't leave your side until it's over. You don't have to run." she promised. I stayed silent just listening to the sound of her breathing, even though she didn't have to. I could picture her sitting in the house in her room, staring out the window at the forest where her, the rest of the Cullen's, and the Volturi were probably planning on coming to get me. "Jacob?" she asked after a minute and I swallowed roughly.