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are you driving a Mercedes Guardian?”
“Wait till he hangs his gun up!”
“But you have to tell your mom! I’m not saying one word to Renée! That’s all yours!” He busted into loud guffaws.
And even when I was in control of myself, I would never feel exactly the way I felt now. Human… and passionately in love.
I was with Edward in my happy place.
“Let me introduce you to my wife.”
“Tanya, this is my Bella.”
“I’m going to miss you at home, Bella. I’m already lonely.”
“Yeah—the party can start. The best man finally made it.”
“I’m just here to be your friend. Your best friend, one last time.”
I’ll see you this way in my head. Pink cheeks. Heartbeat. Two left feet. All of that.”
“You have to visit me and Phil very, very soon. It’s your turn to go south—see the sun for once,” Renée said. “It didn’t rain today,” I reminded her, avoiding her request. “A miracle.”
The last image I registered was one of my parents. Phil had both arms wrapped tenderly around Renée. She had one arm tight around his waist but had her free hand reached out to hold Charlie’s. So many different kinds of love, harmonious in this one moment. It seemed a very hopeful picture to me.
How did people do this—swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had—with less than the absolute commitment Edward had given me? If it weren’t Edward out there, if I didn’t know in every cell of my body that he loved me as much as I loved him—unconditionally and irrevocably and, to be honest, irrationally—I’d never be able to get up off this floor.
Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.
I’d definitely had worse. There was a faint shadow across one of my cheekbones, and my lips were a little swollen, but other than that, my face was fine. The rest of me was decorated with patches of blue and purple. I concentrated on the bruises that would be the hardest to hide—my arms and my shoulders.
“I’ll have to buy Esme a new bed frame,” he confessed, glancing over his shoulder. I followed his gaze and was shocked to see that large chunks of wood had apparently been gouged from the left side of the headboard.
It had been so confusing. Dying to kill him. Afraid to hurt her.
You’re not ready for this fight, Jacob.
“Leave Bella and the Cullens be. Sam is right.”
“Why not?” she asked someone. “Are we keeping secrets from Jacob, too? What’s the point?”
I didn’t want to know that something I hated so much had taken root in the body I loved.
Of course, die for the monster spawn. It was so Bella.
“You know her, Jacob. You connect to her on a level that I don’t even understand. You are part of her, and she is part of you.
What was he saying? That Bella should, what? Have a baby? With me? What? How? Was he giving her up? Or did he think she wouldn’t mind being shared?
Borrowing Bella for the weekends and then returning her Monday morning like a rental movie? So messed up. So tempting.
“Doesn’t look like it to me. So what’s your plan? I hope you have one.”
“Why would I want to have some stranger’s baby? I suppose it just doesn’t make a difference? Any baby will do?” “I didn’t mean that,” I muttered. “Not a stranger.”
“I’m not going to hang around and watch you die, Bella.”
Their shock was just a silent shout in my head. Wordless. !!!!
he was wrong tonight. And I had not been born to kneel to him.
This isn’t about them, he snarled at me. This is about Bella. She has never been the one for you, she has never chosen you, but you continue to destroy your life for her!
Ephraim Black’s son was not born to follow Levi Uley’s.
Maybe we should be thinking something like, “We come in peace.”
It’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? I’m joining your crappy little renegade pack. The vampires’ guard dogs.
Shut up, Jacob. Oops, I’m sorry—I meant, shut up, most high Alpha.
He wants you home, Lee-lee, where you belong.”
Thought you were going to make out with him,
So why did she have to be so damn thrilled to see me?
“I wonder what it has in common with you… why you’re the same that way.”
“Will you come back later, Jake?” Bella asked as I tried to make a run for it. “Uh, I don’t know.” She pressed her lips together, like she was trying not to smile. “Please? I might get cold.”
“Enjoy, mongrel.” It had once probably been a big mixing bowl, but she’d bent the bowl back in on itself until it was shaped almost exactly like a dog dish.
“It feels… complete when you’re here, Jacob. Like all my family is together.