Eclipse; Battle

The suivant morning was much plus relaxed. It was Monday, and Bella and I were driving to school. We were both in good spirits until a block away from the parking lot. That’s when I picked up on his scent. A werewolf was waiting in the Forks High School parking lot, and I had a pretty good idea about who it would be. I scanned the parking lot for thoughts, and found Jacob’s face in some of the students minds whom had passed him by. This would not be good.

“If I asked toi to do something, would toi trust me?” I asked Bella.

She looked at me carefully, and I knew she could sense the stress...

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Enough Bella, I’m not going to write notes anymore like a bunch of seconde graders. Your living the life toi want to and now toi have to deal with the consequences. I can’t handle this anymore. I’m protecting myself from getting hurt so don’t call, don’t write, and don’t even think about me! If I need to talk to toi for any reason, I will get a hold of YOU. It won’t happen anytime soon so don’t hang out par the phone ou anything….

Jacob


I slowly dropped the rain soaked note back onto the cuisine table. Well if Jacob wanted...

Chapter 8: Target

Alice dropped Bella at accueil in the morning, as I was still “camping” as far as her father knew. I had to wait at least an heure ou so before montrer up at her house, so Charlie would think I had just arrived home. It was hard for Bella to constantly lie to her father, even if it was for his own good. She hated lying to anyone about anything, and she was terrible at it when she tried. I was surprised Charlie believed as much as he did, but that was plus Alice’s doing than Bella’s.

I was anxious to be back with Bella already, and I was having a hard time waiting a full...

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Days. Weeks. Time has passed par since our return back to Forks. But now I felt whole again. It's been too long since I have been apart from my love, Bella. I can't ever think about leaving her again.

Since my return, Bella's father, Charlie, have been giving me a hard time with being with Bella. I know have visiting hours, from seven till nine thirty PM, inside the house. I didn't object, beacuse I knew I deserved worse than this, for putting Bella in agony, since for less than a half an heure to go.

I drove to the rue where...