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Chapter 3: The Stranger

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Chapter 3: The Stranger

Jacob had been flung from the forest with such force that it was hard for my eyes to capture what was going on. I leapt from behind the tree and stopped a safe distance away from them, but could now vaguely see what was happening. I could feel a flood of different emotions race across my face: anger, fear and even joy. Finally, my face decided on fear. Jacob’s enormous body blocked my vision of the other fighter, but I already knew who it was. Another howl of pain erupted from Jacob. “Stop this!” I screamed, instinctively making my way towards the two. “Bella stay back!” A male’s voice growled. I immediately stopped where I was. Who was this imposter? Was Jacob actually protecting me from this stranger whom I believed to be Edward? Did the unknown fighter intend to harm me? They were inching closer to the edge of the cliff.  “Jake be careful!” My voice was filled with panic but I did not budge from where I stood, my feet firmly imbedded in the ground. I was standing there, completely helpless, and staring wide eyed at what was unfolding before me.

They were about forty feet away and I squinted my eyes to try and get a better look at what was happening. I caught a glimpse of the imposter; he was much larger than Edward, more muscular and brawny. I heard a loud crack and Jacob’s defining yelp of agony. All the pain he had caused washed immediately when I noticed his life was in danger. I could not help but fear for him and whoever this was, they were hurting my friend. At that thought, my stomach churned and I could hear my own heart beating out of my chest. Before I had time to formulate a plan to try and save him, I saw his large body plummet into the dark, cold waters below.

“Jacob!!” I cried with dismay. I quickly ran to the side of the cliff and fell to my knees leaning over the edge while my hands clung to the rocks.  With one hand I reached to tuck my hair behind my ears so I might be able to see him better. My eyes searched frantically for him, but he was no where to be found. “What have you done?” I should have been afraid but I was too angry to feel anything else but rage. I turned my head to face the attacker. “Emmett?” Confusion took the place of my fury, as I turned my whole body to face him. “Bella, we have to go.” He said almost too fast for me to understand. “There is no time to explain,” he added.  He had obviously sensed the question looming behind my expression. He looked like he had faired well in the fight, despite a tear in his jacket, he had come out clean. That was more then I could say for Jake.

Without another word or explanation, he launched me with so much force onto his back, that he knocked the wind out of me. He wasn’t used to being gentle and didn’t have the practice that Edward had worked so hard at. Fighting to regain my breath, I stole a quick glance behind my shoulder down to the bottomless, crashing waves below. They were relentless, thrusting themselves against the jagged rocks. Suddenly, I saw a huge figure clawing its way to the shore beneath us. My heart gave a little flutter of hope that I’m sure Emmett noticed.

Jacob had survived but not without consequences. He was limping on what I assumed to be a broken leg, and had deep gashes; blood was mixed with his mangled fur. Our eyes met for a brief second and then I was off. I heard Jacob’s heartbreaking howl filled with distress as I was flying through the woods at a dangerous speed. I found comfort in the thought that he could heal himself, and told myself this was for the best. It was foolish of him to believe that I could be with anyone else besides Edward. Had I not told him that? I did not feel guilty for leaving him as I had so many times before and this was his fault, after all. I focused my mind on the positive, knowing that I was soon to be back in the arms of Edward, the one whom belonged to. The one who had my heart, forever.


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Emmett was not as fast a runner as the others, but he was not slow. I no longer got dizzy; I now found it sort of a rush. We began to slow to a stop in a matter or five minutes or so. How far could we go in five minutes? I had never ridden with Edward for more that at least one minute. I assumed we weren’t going back to the Cullen’s because we were going the wrong way. Then I realized we were at a parking lot in Port Angeles. He removed me from his back, gentler this time. I guess he had heard me gasping for air the last time he had man-handled me and decided he should be a little more careful. “Please get in.” He said, opening the passenger door of a black Hummer for me. I had to grab the seat to help myself up and I finally managed to slide onto the cool leather. He walked at a normal human pace to the other side of the car and got into the drivers seat. “Buckle up. Poor Edward would have a fit if he knew you didn’t wear your seat belt.” He was smiling. He didn’t even act like he had just been in a fight or that he had tossed my best friend over the side of a cliff. His face was calm and collected, no hint of malice escaped.


“Where are you taking me?” I asked, looking at him to see if his expression would change. “Canada.” He replied his eyes remained on the road.
He drove like the other Cullens, too fast. Unlike running, I had not grown accustomed to these hazardous speeds. I instinctively gripped my seat when he sped up to make a yellow light. Emmett had noticed that. “Hey, watch where you put those things.” he laughed. My nails had dug into the leather, making tiny incisions. “I wouldn’t have to if you didn’t drive like a maniac and watched the road.” I retorted. We both smiled at that, and he slowed down ever so slightly, not enough to where we were following the speed limit, but enough to calm me down.  

“What’s going on?” I finally asked. He hesitated for a moment, probably wondering if he was allowed to answer. “I don’t know if I can tell you that.” “And why not?” I snapped. He looked at me then, and I could see that he wanted to. “Edward told me I couldn’t.” With that said I knew that was the end of the conversation and decided not to push it further. I tried to change the subject, “How is everyone?”
“Who is everyone?” He asked, while trying to pass up a blue Chrysler in the lane beside us. “Um, Charlie and Renée.” I decided to start with them first. “They’re doing alight. We told them you were with us, which seemed to calm them down a little.” Calm them down, how bad had they been worrying? In that time with Jacob, I hadn’t really thought about how my parent’s were being affected by this. He seemed to catch the worry in my eyes because he said “It’s alright. They know you’re safe. We told them we won’t let anything happen to you.” I don’t know how they would believe that though, because did I not get kidnapped right in front of them with the Cullens at my side? But I guess Jasper might have used his “talent” to help ease their pain. “How’s Edward?” I gulped. He was the one I worried about most. “He’s...dealing” Emmett replied. He could not hide the grimace that briefly flashed across his face. I wondered what had happened in my absence. I decided to save the rest of my question for him, the harder ones; the ones I knew Emmett wouldn’t and couldn’t answer. Ones like why he was the one to save me and not Edward? Or what is to happen now, with the wedding? Were we still going to have it? All these questions brought on a wave of curiosity. Maybe we wouldn’t have to do the wedding after all. I thought about the possibilities of this, and with all things considered, the probability of no wedding was high. I knew Alice would be crushed, but that is not the person I was most worried about. I wondered how Edward would take this. I mean, we had already tired to do it, didn’t that count?

“Are you hungry?” he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I realized until now that I was starving. It seemed I hadn’t eaten anything in forever. My stomach gave a threatening growl and I shook my head. I guess my stomach is what tipped him off. We stopped by the drive through at a near by McDonalds. “May I take your order?” said a broken voice from the intercom.
“What would you like?” he asked me.  
“Just a burger, please.”
He spoke clearly into the receiver and the voice told us to dive through. I couldn’t help but giggle at the way the lady looked at Emmett. She had obviously never seen someone so beautiful in her life. Her hands shook, while hanging him the grease stained bag.
“Thanks” he said, and he gave her a playful wink as we drove away.
She didn’t reply, just starred in aw of the creature she had just seen.
I didn’t know if I should eat in the car, but decided to be extra careful and laid a bundle of napkins across my lap.

We sat in silence for a while, listening to nothing but the sound of my loud chewing which didn’t seem to bother him. We raced past the slow cars, well, the cars that were going slower then us. I looked at everyone we passed from the safety of the dark tinted windows. Some seemed carefree while others were chatting on their cell phones, probably about what they should pick up at the grocery store for dinner. Then it hit me, I would never be doing that. I would never have to go into a grocery store again. I felt oddly saddened by this thought, but I could not explain it to myself. I assumed Emmett had enough with the silence because he reached over to the radio and played with the dial till he found a station that satisfied him. The music was blaring and not exactly what I was used to listening to, but I invited the change. Emmett was singing along and drumming tunelessly with the bangs and the clangs that erupted from the speakers. I couldn’t help but bob my head to the rhythm.

And before I knew it, we were slowly turning onto a dirt road that looked as if it had not been used in over ten years. After what seemed like a lifetime, we came to a stop. This reminded me of the Cullen’s house back in Forks, the long winding road that lead to a secluded home. However, this time, there were three houses. The largest, the one in the middle had three large pillars on either side of the ornate glass door. The two on either side were identical to each other but were much smaller than its parent. Alice was already at my door opening it for me when the engine roared to a stop. I had unbuckled my seatbelt and she took my hand, and yanked me out of the car and caught me in her tight embrace. “Oh Bella!” she said. “I’m so sorry! I don’t know how this could have happened. I’ll make this up to you, I will.” She promised.
“Alice?” My voice was muffled from being suffocated by her tight grasp.
“Yes?”
“Where’s Edward?”
Ok, so here is chapter 3!!
I'm finally done. Thank god! lol

Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1: The Wedding [link]

Chapter 2: The Plan [link]


Following Chapters:

Chapter 4: Distractions [link]

Chapter 5: Preparations [link]

Chapter 6: Loose Ends [link]

Chapter 7: Alec [link]

Chapter 8: Lucky Charms [link]

Chapter 9: Marker Event [link]

Chapter 10: Party [link]

Chapter 11: Explanations [link]

Chapter 12: Vows [link]

Chapter 13: Honeymoon [link]

Chapter 14: Promises [link]
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BelleHeartsJunior's avatar
@Hoggers2000, before Bella could say "I do" Jacob came in and Edward screamed, "NO!" So, they aren't married.
WHA!
WHERE'S MY EDDIEMAN!