“But you said ‘at first。’ That doesn’t still 。 。 。 bother you； does it？ I mean； we both know you’re the most
beautiful person on the planet。”
I laughed at having to say the words — it was so obvious。 How odd that Rosalie should need such
reassurances。
Rosalie laughed； too。 “Thanks； Bella。 And no； it doesn’t really bother me anymore。 Edward has always
been a little strange。” She laughed again。
“But you still don’t like me；” I whispered。
Her smile faded。 “I’m sorry about that。”
We sat in silence for a moment； and she didn’t seem inclined to go on。
“Would you tell me why？ Did I do something 。 。 。 ？” Was she angry that I’d put her family — her Emmett
— in danger？ Time and time again。 James； and now Victoria 。 。 。
“No； you haven’t done anything；” she murmured。 “Not yet。”
I stared at her； perplexed。
“Don’t you see； Bella？” Her voice was suddenly more passionate than before； even while she’d told her
unhappy story。 “You already have everything。 You have a whole life ahead of you — everything I want。 And
you’re going to just throw it away。 Can’t you see that I’d trade everything I have to be you？ You have the
choice that I didn’t have； and you’re choosing wrong！”
I flinched back from her fierce expression。 I realized my mouth had fallen open and I snapped it shut。
She stared at me for a long moment and； slowly； the fervor in her eyes dimmed。 Abruptly； she was
abashed。
“And I was so sure that I could do this calmly。” She shook her head； seeming a little dazed by the flood of
emotion。 “It’s just that it’s harder now than it was then； when it was no more than vanity。”
She stared at the moon in silence。 It was a few moments before I was brave enough to break into her
reverie。
“Would you like me better if I chose to stay human？”
She turned back to me； her lips twitching into a hint of a smile。 “Maybe。”
“You did get some of your happy ending； though；” I reminded her。 “You got Emmett。”
“I got half。” She grinned。 “You know that I saved Emmett from a bear that was mauling him； and carried
him home to Carlisle。 But can you guess why I stopped the bear from eating him？”
I shook my head。
“With the dark curls 。 。 。 the dimples that showed even while he was grimacingin pain 。 。 。 the strange
innocence that seemed so out of place on a grown man’s face 。 。 。 he reminded me of Vera’s little Henry。 I
didn’t want him to die — so much that； even though I hated this life； I was selfish enough to ask Carlisle to
change him for me。
“I got luckier than I deserved。 Emmett is everything I would have asked for if I’d known myself well
enough to know what to ask for。 He’s exactly the kind of person someone like me needs。 And； oddly enough；
he needs me； too。 That part worked out better than I could have hoped。 But there will never be more than the
two of us。 And I’ll never sit on a porch somewhere； with him gray…haired by my side； surrounded by our
grandchildren。”
Her smile was kind now。 “That sounds quite bizarre to you； doesn’t it？ In some ways； you are much more
mature than I was at eighteen。 But in other ways 。 。 。 there are many things you’ve probably never thought
about seriously。 You’re too young to know what you’ll want in ten years； fifteen years — and too young to
give it all up without thinking it through。 You don’t want to be rash about permanent things； Bella。” She patted
my head； but the gesture didn’t feel condescending。
I sighed。
“Just think about it a little。 Once it’s done； it can’t be undone。 Esme’s made do with us as substitutes 。 。 。
and Alice doesn’t remember anything human so she can’t miss it。 。 。 。 You will remember； though。 It’s a lot to
give up。”
But more to get in return； I didn’t say aloud。 “Thanks； Rosalie。 It’s nice to understand 。 。 。 to know you
better。”
“I apologize for being such a monster。” She grinned。 “I’ll try to behave myself from now on。”
I grinned back at her。
We weren’t friends yet； but I was pretty sure she wouldn’t always hate me so much。
“I’ll let you sleep now。” Rosalie’s eyes flickered to the bed； and her lips twitched。 “I know you’re
frustrated that he’s keeping you locked up like this； but don’t give him too bad a time when he gets back。 He
loves you more than you know。 It terrifies him to be away from you。” She got up silently and ghosted to the
door。 “Goodnight； Bella；” she whispered as she shut it behind herself。
“Goodnight； Rosalie；” I murmured a second too late。
It took me a long time to fall asleep after that。
When I did sleep； I had a nightmare。 I was crawling across the dark； cold stones of an unfamiliar street；
under lightly falling snow； leaving a trail of blood smeared behind me。 A shadowy angel in a long white dress
watched my progress with resentful eyes。
The next morning； Alice drove me to school while I stared grumpily out the windshield。 I was feeling
sleep…deprived； and it made the irritation of my imprisonment that much stronger。
“Tonight we’ll go out to Olympia or something；” she promised。 “That would be fun； right？”
“Why don’t you just lock me in the basement；” I suggested； “and forget the sugar coating？”
Alice frowned。 “He’s going to take the Porsche back。 I’m not doing a very good job。 You’re supposed to
be having fun。”
“It’s not your fault；” I muttered。 I couldn’t believe I actually felt guilty。 “I’ll see you at lunch。”
I trudged off to English。 Without Edward； the day was guaranteed to be unbearable。 I sulked through my
first class； well aware that my attitude wasn’t helping anything。
When the bell rang； I got up without much enthusiasm。 Mike was there at the door； holding it open for me。
“Edward hiking this weekend？” he asked sociably as we walked out into the light rain。
“Yeah。”
“You want to do something tonight？”
How could he still sound hopeful？
“Can’t。 I’ve got a slumber party；” I grumbled。 He gave me a strange look as he processed my mood。
“Who are you —”
Mike’s question was cut short as a loud； growling roar erupted from behind us in the parking lot。
Everyone on the sidewalk turned to look； staring in disbelief as the noisy black motorcycle screeched to a stop
on the edge of the concrete； the engine still snarling。
Jacob waved to me urgently。
“Run； Bella！” he yelled over the engine’s roar。
I was frozen for a second before I understood。
I looked at Mike quickly。 I knew I only had seconds。
How far would Alice go to restrain me in public？
“I got really sick and went home； okay？” I said to Mike； my voice filled with sudden excitement。
“Fine；” he muttered。
I pecked Mike swiftly on the cheek。 “Thanks； Mike。 I owe you one！” I called as I sprinted away。
Jacob revved his engine； grinning。 I jumped on the back of his seat； wrapping my arms tightly around his
waist。
I caught sight of Alice； frozen at the edge of the cafeteria； her eyes sparking with fury； her lip curled back
over her teeth。
I shot her one pleading glance。
Then we were racing across the blacktop so fast that my stomach got lost somewhere behind me。
“Hold on；” Jacob shouted。
I hid my face in his back as he sped down the highway。 I knew he would slow down when we hit the
Quileute border。 I just had to hold on till then。 I prayed silently and fervently that Alice wouldn’t follow； and
that Charlie wouldn’t happen to see me。 。 。 。
It was obvious when we had reached the safe zone。 The bike slowed； and Jacob straightened up and
howled with laughter。 I opened my eyes。
“We made it；” he shouted。 “Not bad for a prison break； eh？”
“Good thinking； Jake。”
“I remembered what you said about the psychic leech not being about to predict what I’m going to do。
I’m glad you didn’t think of this — she wouldn’t have let you go to school。”
“That’s why I didn’t consider it。”
He laughed triumphantly。 “What do you want to do today？”
“Anything！” I laughed back。 It felt great to be free。
8。 TEMPER
WE ENDED UP ON THE BEACH AGAIN； WANDERING AIMlessly。 Jacob was still full of himself for engineering my
escape。
“Do you think they’ll come looking for you？” he asked； sounding hopeful。
“No。” I was certain about that。 “They’re going to be furious with me tonight； though。”
He picked up a rock and chucked it into the waves。 “Don’t go back； then；” he suggested again。
“Charlie would love that；” I said sarcastically。
“I bet he wouldn’t mind。”
I didn’t answer。 Jacob was probably right； and that made me grind my teeth together。 Charlie’s blatant
preference for my Quileute friends was so unfair。 I wondered if he would feel the same if he knew the choice
was really between vampires and werewolves。
“So what’s the latest pack scandal？” I asked lightly。
Jacob skidded to a halt； and he stared down at me with shocked eyes。
“What？ That was a joke。”
“Oh。” He looked away。
I waited for him to start walking again； but he seemed lost in thought。
“Is there a scandal？” I wondered。
Jacob chuckled once。 “I forget what it’s like； not having everyone know everything all the time。 Having a
quiet； private place inside my head。”
We walked along the stony beach quietly for a few minutes。
“So what is it？” I finally asked。 “That everyone in your head already knows？”
He hesitated for a moment； as if he weren’t sure how much he was going to tell me。 Then he sighed and
said； “Quil imprinted。 That’s three now。 The rest of us are starting to get worried。 Maybe it’s more common
than the stories say。 。 。 。” He frowned； and then turned to stare at me。 He gazed into my eyes without
speaking； his eyebrows furrowed in concentration。
“What are you staring at？” I asked； feeling self…conscious。
He sighed。