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What if Bella said something when Jake was talking to Edward on the phone that fateful day? Here's my take. The shrill ring of the phone made us both jump, but it did not break his focus. He took his hand from under my chin and reached over to grab the receiver, but still held my face securely with the other hand against my cheek. His dark eyes did not free mine. I was too muddled to react, even to take advantage of the distraction.
"Swan residence," Jacob said, his husky voice low and intense.
Someone answered, and Jacob altered in an instant. He straightened up, and his hand dropped from my face. His eyes went flat, his face blank, and I would have bet the measly remainder of my college fund that it was Alice.
I recovered myself and held out my hand for the phone. Jacob ignored me.
"He's not here," Jacob said, and the words were menacing.
There was a very short reply, a request for more information it seemed, because he added unwillingly, "He's at the funeral."
Another reply, another question it seemed.
"A Friend of Charlie's," Jacob sneered "What's it to you, Doctor."
"Jake, give me the phone," I said
...
He ignored me. How rude! He just picked up my phone in my house, and I voiced this irritation.
"Jacob!"
He listened to the persons words silently seething. The mask was back, and then came the bitter mock of a grin that I loathed.
"He wants to speak to you."
"About what?" I asked him bewildered at the outburst.
"Like I know." He murmured. I could have sworn I heard him mumble "Or Care." under his breath.
I guess it wasn't Alice. Someone like m best friend could never in a million years be mistaken for a Male of any kind. But he had said Doctor and i only knew one, that i knew and loved like a father but didn't want to think about. My heart started beating erratically, and my blood pumped faster in my veins. I took the phone from him gently and gingerly with shaking hands and he snatched his hand away from my proximity as though I'd burned him. Or considering his temperature, froze him ( A/N corniest thing I know!)
"Um, hello?" I mumbled into the phone.
At the next word the person spoke I felt my knees go weak with relief and happiness. But then the hole in my chest throbbed at the memory. When he heard my voice I heard him gasp.
"Bella?!"
It..It was Edward. Edward. His voice was even more angelic than I dared to remember. The tears started to swim in my eyes. They spilled over. I was vaguely aware of Jacob standing about 5 feet from me looking oh-so morose. This had to be a dream, it had to be. A continuous dream from September. He said he didn't want me. Why would he be checking back for me a mere human? He had to have found someone else by now. He didn't love me he couldn't.
"Edward?" my voice was hardly above a whisper "I…is it really you?
"Yes, Bella, it's me".
I couldn't help myself; I gasped and started crying in earnest.
"Oh, Edward Oh, Edward," was all I managed to blubber out over and over again between my sobs, which were getting close to hysteria. Which Jacob must have noticed because all of a sudden I was shaking violently; because apparently I almost collapsed of said hysteria and Jacob caught me and I was leaning on him and he was furious. So he wasn't shaking me. Well, he wasn't shaking either, it was more like convulsing.
I dropped the phone.
…I …dropped…the…phone…
On Charlie's hard, linoleum kitchen floor and it broke at once. I had no idea it was so weak.
"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO," I screeched. Jacob jumped at least a foot in the air at my outburst.
"Bells? Bella?!" he asked his mask slipping a little.
"No,no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO. Edward, Edward..."
He bent down to help me, but his whole frame started shaking violently again.
"Jake?" I asked in the midst of my being distraught over the phone.
His body turned in the direction of my door, and his eye widened to an incredible width.
"Bye", he spit out with more acid than he EVER used with me, then he was gone. I turned and he had vanished. Why was everyone finding it necessary to leave me?This was too hard for me. First...First Edward, now Jacob and who knows Alice will keep her promise. I was shaking so badly i couldn't walk up the stairs to my room so I sat on the floor leaned against the counter. I cried like I hadn't in at least 3 months.
I really might need someone to be my beta because I JUST got extreme and frustrating writer's block. Like whoa. And i have an essay to finish so yeah NUGGETS urs truly Raelliin Cullen deSilva ( Jackson and Potter are also suitable last names)