I couldn't think as the green trees whizzed past me in a blur. My mind could not comprehend how he found me. I thought I had lost him years ago in the forest; obviously not. Other questions sprung to my mind; how did he find me? Why did he come here? But most importantly…what did he want from me?
My feet moved at a blindingly fast rate and I let them carry me to wherever they wanted to go. I had been running for an hour now, and I had managed to lose Edward by darting through the trees. The rain had picked up and was falling down heavily on Forks; this washed away my scent so the Cullens couldn't track me. I was a bit suspicious as I didn't think that Edward would give up that easily.
The image of my creator formed in my mind once again and I shuddered, coming to a sudden halt. I sank to the ground and sobbed, allowing the rain to drench my now muddy clothes. Why was my past coming back? What had I done wrong?
Why was I running away?
I stopped my sobbing and snapped my head up. Why was I running away? Shouldn't I be facing this head on like everyone else does? Why was I being such a baby about this? I mean, yeah, my past was horrendous, but shouldn't I be over it by now?
I thought back to the time when I had told the Cullens about my past. They we supportive of me and took pity on me, but I pushed them away.
Why? Why did I push them away?
Guilt swelled up in my chest as I realised that all I had been doing was pushing the people I love away from me. I had shut them out of my life; especially Edward. He was my mate for God's sake! Shouldn't I be confiding in him to help me sort out my problems?
I scanned over my life since my change. Getting turned, being claimed by two vampires, living in the forest, moving to Forks, meeting Edward, meeting the Cullens, mating with Edward, my breakdown, shopping with Alice, telling Edward about my past…
Since when did I become such a baby?
I shook my head. No, this wasn't me. What happened to the old me? The confident, strong, independent, funny, selfless, kind Bella who lived life to the full? I was the opposite to all of these now. But the one thing that is angering me most of all:
I am selfish.
I am inflicting pain amongst the Cullens by hiding away all of my emotions. I desperately wanted to enjoy my eternity with them. I wanted to let Alice dress me and give me makeovers, I wanted to play games with Emmett, I wanted to discuss History with Jasper, talk with Rosalie, help Esme around the house, share in Carlisle's compassion.
I wanted to love Edward. But I didn't want to depend on him.
I raised my head up to the sky and closed my eyes, letting the rain drip onto my face and trail down my neck.
No more… I thought.
No more breakdowns. No more depending on everybody else to make me happy. No more being weak.
I was going to bring the old Bella back.
I shook as the memories came flooding back once again. I had been repeating my past in my head for about two hours. I knew that Edward would be worried about me, but at the moment, I didn't care. I wanted to do this, and I didn't care how long it took; I was not going back until the old Bella returned.
I despised how everyone from my past affected me. I hated how I couldn't move on in my life. It was like I was a living shell, waiting for someone to mention my past so that I can whine and moan about it.
Flashes of my old family passed through my mind like an old film. I dug my nails into the mud and squeezed my eyes shut tighter, willing my emotions to calm down. I gasped once I finished, but I did it again, and again, and again.
I was sick of myself now, acting all defenceless and, basically, pathetic. My jaw clenched as I ran through the film again.
"Hold my hand you little bitch."
"Say a word to your mommy and you'll regret it."
"Say anything and you're dead."
I felt something snap within me. I let out an ear shattering roar, scaring away the birds that shrieked and flew away. I snarled at everything surrounding me and stood on my two feet at a blinding speed. I breathed in the air, rain dripping from the end of my nose and closed my eyes once more.
This time, when I relived my past, I found that I wasn't shaking. I froze in shock for a moment and tried again. Nothing. I didn't feel anything.
I kept this up for another ten minutes and each time nothing happened, a smile spread across my face. I could feel the confidence boost within me, the happiness radiate throughout my body. I could imagine my creator and didn't flinch. I then imagined myself killing my creator and found that I was relieved.
I was glad Jasper wasn't here; with all these strong emotions coursing through my being he would have a headache by now.
I checked my past once more and found the results to be the same. I was no longer scared, I was no longer fearful. I wanted my creator to find me. And I wanted him dead.
I smiled; the old me was back.
"Yeah and I could have done it years ago." I muttered to myself, smacking my forehead. I physically felt the rain die down a bit so it lightly splashed on the floor. Remembering that I had to go back to the Cullens- to tell them everything…and maybe play Emmett at Call of Duty- I looked down at myself and saw that I was caked in mud and that my clothes were soaked through. I frowned, making a mental note to apologise to Alice.
With my new found confidence, I turned around and sped in the direction from which I came. I couldn't keep the smile off my face as I ran home, ready to explain everything to the Cullens…my family. If possible, my smile got even bigger.
As I was thinking about my future life, something crashed into the left side of me, knocking me off course. I flew fifty feet in the air until my body slid onto the ground. Without a moment's hesitation, I flipped off my back and crouched into my defensive position, a growl escaping my clenched teeth. My eyes scoured the forest for the threat until I saw something emerging out of the shadows.
A huge, grey wolf stalked out of the trees. Its teeth were bared at me, its claws digging into the dirt. Its ears pressed against its skull as it spotted me and an vicious snarl echoed throughout the forest.
"That's not very nice." I scolded the wolf, my voice dripping with sarcasm. It responded with a deep growl and lowered itself onto the ground, ready to attack. It hadn't even gotten into its proper position before it charged towards me.
A rush of adrenalin passed through me and venom filled my mouth. A second later, I lunged for the wolf, jumping on its back and wrapping my arms around its neck. The beast tried to snap at me with its jaws and I narrowly missed them each time. I pulled on its neck and lifted it backwards so that it was on its hind legs. I pulled again and the wolf fell backwards. I quickly darted off its back as it hit the ground.
This only made it angrier.
The wolf roared with hatred and lunged for me again. I side-stepped him and it ran past me. Realising its mistake, it dug its claws into the earth and spun around, its crazy eyes locking on mine. I was totally unprepared for what it did next. The wolf pounced high in the air and landed on me, crushing me to the ground. It tried to claw and bite at my throat. It swiped down its big paw and I moved slightly so it ripped my top. I spat in the wolf's eye so that it was temporarily blinded. It pawed at its eye and I took the opportunity to kick it in its chest, causing it to fly into the trees. I heard the snaps and crashes as the wolf landed somewhere in the shadows.
I intended to make my escape when I heard the thudding of paws heading in my direction.
"Oh, crap!" I groaned. There was no use in running now. Another four wolves came crashing into the field, their nostrils flaring. There was a midnight black one, a lighter grey wolf, a chocolate brown wolf and a russet wolf. Now that I looked at them closely, they were rather beautiful.
They all snarled in union and crouched, snarling and growling at me. I looked into each of their eyes; the same warm brown colour. I stopped at the russet one and noticed a look of confusion on his face. I shrugged it off and got ready to attack. The russet one then stopped its noise making and lifted its head, its eyes searching mine. The rest of the wolves looked puzzled at their friend and looked like they were having conversations with each other. I noticed the wolf from earlier limp its way into the pack, a gash on the left of its ribcage. All the wolves now looked at me in confusion and slight astonishment, but still had the undertone of hatred and anger.
What are they waiting for? I thought.
The russet one looked to its pack and then back at me. It shook its head and then ran off into the trees. The other wolves whined but the black one gave them a look which shut them up. A boy returned from the place that the wolf had just run to. He had black shaggy hair and looked to be easily over six foot, maybe closer to seven. He had muscle, but not as much as Emmett and had his six pack on display. He was wearing a pair of beige Khaki shorts without any shoes. He slowly came towards me when the wind wafted their smell over to me. I wrinkled my nose in disgust. Ugh, they smelled revolting! Their scent burned my nose badly and I came out of my crouch and took a step back to get some clean air.
"Why did you come here blood sucker?" the boy asked.
"What did you call me?" I asked incredulously.
"A blood sucker." He sneered. The other wolves barked in agreement and I snarled at them.
"Don't call me that!" I snapped.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." The kid snorted. "Listen leech. You'd better back off of our territory now before we rip you to shreds."
"Your territory?" I scoffed.
"Yes, our territory. You've crossed the boundary line." He accused.
"What boundary line?" I asked. I was staring to get frustrated.
"Well, I assume by your golden eyes that you are with the Cullens, yes?"
"Well therefore you must know all about the treaty." He stated.
"What treaty?" I asked exasperated. His eyes widened in shock.
"You mean you don't know?" he gasped.
"Know what? Look, I came here to think and I was on my way back when that-" I pointed at the dark grey wolf"attacked me!" All eyes went to the grey wolf and then back to me.
"So they haven't told you? Figures." He mumbled.
"What haven't they told me?" the boy looked up at me.
"About the Quileute tribe."
"What's the Quileute tribe?" I was curious. A smirk spread across his face.
"I'll let them tell you."
"Can I go now?" I huffed; I wanted to get back home. The boy glanced at the black wolf and nodded his head.
"Fine, considering you didn't know. But if we find you on our land again, we won't hesitate to kill you." He spoke.
I nodded my head in agreement and started heading back home.
"Oh!" I turned back around to face him, "What's your name?" he narrowed his eyes at me.
"Well then, I'll call you Jacob and you can call me Bella." I smiled. I saw Jacob's lips twitching as he chuckled.
"See ya Bella."
"Adios Jacob." I giggled and sprinted fully into the forest. I had all intentions of going back to the Cullens house, but then I remembered my little cottage. I hadn't been there in so long.
After tracing my footsteps back to Forks, I headed towards my cabin. My clothes were torn and muddy, slightly covered in blood, so I thought it was best to stick to the trees. As soon as I spotted my cabin, I squealed and leapt in through the window. The musty smell of pine filled my nose once again and I relished the smell. I decided to take a quick shower and let the hot water run through my hair, washing away all traces of mud and blood. After that, I quickly wrapped a towel around myself and washed my clothes in the bath tub, again. I knew I needed to fix the clothes, but it was physically hurting my chest to be away from Edward so I just flung them on as they were and darted back out of the window into the forest. My feet barely touched the ground as I flew past the trees and shrubs.
I saw the grand white house come into view, but I didn't stop for anything as I bolted into the house. I slammed open the door and I saw the Cullens all gathered in the living room. They seemed to be having some sort of argument as glass was smashed on the floor and I noticed dents in the walls in the shape of fists. Growls, that were emitting from everyone, suddenly ceased. Edward, who had been currently pacing the floor, stopped and stared at me.
"Bella!" he gasped. Before I knew what was happening, I was shoved against the wall and felt Edward's soft lips on mine. My fingers instantly ran through his bronze hair as his fingers traced my face. As soon as Edward's lips released mine, all hell broke loose.
"Where were you?"
"How could you do that?"
"Do you know how worried I was?"
"I couldn't see you in my visions!"
"Hey, I can explain-" I tried to tell them.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Guys." I whispered.
"Thank goodness you're alright!"
"Guys." I tried again, a little bit louder.
"What were you thinking?"
"GUYS!" I shouted. They all stopped to stare at me in shock and curiosity.
"Thank you." I breathed. "Now, I want to explain what happened. In the parking lot, I saw my creator in the trees-"
"WHAT?" Edward roared but I put my finger to his lips.
"Let me explain." I pleaded. He nodded his head so I continued. "I wandered around for a bit until I came across the wolves." Everyone gasped but remained silent. "So they warned me about the treaty and I understand now. I quickly went to my cabin to get cleaned and I came back here. But that's not the best part." I whispered at the end. They all looked at me in confusion. "I got over my past!" I squealed in delight. It took them a moment to process the information but when they did, brilliant smiles broke out on their faces, the brightest being Edward.
"That's fantastic news, baby!" he rejoiced, wrapping his arms around me and spinning me in the air. I giggled the whole time.
"So, what does this mean?" Emmett asked.
"It means, Emmie Bear, that me and you are going to be pulling pranks at school from now on." An evil smirk crossed Emmett's face and he rubbed his hands together.
"Excellent idea Bellsie." I laughed at my new nickname. The family started talking excitedly about my new attitude. Edward kissed my neck.
"I'm so happy for you, love." Edward whispered, nuzzling his face in my hair.
"Me too." I whispered. I faced Edward and rubbed my nose against him, placing both hands on his chest. "And now, Mr. Cullen, I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to in our clean room." I purred seductively. Edward caught on quickly as a mischievous smile spread across his face. He scooped me up in his arms and whizzed us upstairs, kissing my lips the entire way. He entered our bedroom and kicked the door behind him, locking it in the process.