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zelda_queenZeldaQueen: Right. *rubs hands* One more chapter after this one and we will be over and done with for Jacob's point of view. And word on the grapevine is that these last two chapters are doozys, so lets see what's in store for us!
Projection Room Voices: Playing Media in 3...2...1...
Chapter 17: What Do I Look Like? The Wizard Of Oz? You Need a Brain? You Need A Heart? Go Ahead. Take Mine. Take Everything I Have.
ZeldaQueen: *blinks* Meyer, that's not a title. That's a frigging paragraph.
Right, well Jacob has become all angsty from seeing Bella and Edward and Co all happy together. He runs out to the garage with the keys Edward tossed him and apparently has plans to smash the car on the return trip. And normally this would seem rather spiteful, but considering that the Cullens toss around one hundred dollar bills like confetti, they probably wouldn't even care. All of this goes out of the window when Jake sees what car he was being given to drive - an Aston Martin Vanquish. Indeed. Jacob starts to drool over the awesomeness of it. You might remember how he was a vehicle fanatic back in New Moon, when he had character traits beyond Bella Swan.
He goes zooming out, taking note of the wolves in both his own pack and Sam's watching him. Dang, he must have good eyesight. Eh, I guess it can slide, he's a wolf. Jake also contemplates getting into a car chase with a police officer, but decides not to, since the license plate info might be traced back to Edward. "Sure, he'd buy his way out of it, but it might have been just a little inconvenient for him" And you all know it's true.
And then we get back to imprinting. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph...
Jake starts thinking back to everything Leah said, about how imprinting will take all of his pain away. 'Cause he's living la vida loca. He decides that having his choices taken away from him was better than being heartsick over Bella. What is wrong with these people? This is not healthy! He's so obsessed with some chick that the only way he could get over her is if he lets himself be brainwashed into loving someone else? Please seek therapy!
So Jacob starts trying to figure out how to get this to work. "But I'd seen all the girls in La Push and up on the Makah rez and in Forks. I needed a wider hunting range" *stunned* Did he...just refer to finding his soul mate as "hunting"? That kind of explains a lot...
So first he considers cruising a mall and staring at random girls, but decides to pass since he doesn't want to imprint on a chick who hangs out at the mall all day. *nastily* What's the matter Jacob? Once you imprint, you won't care, will you? So, he finds a park full of people and parks across two handicapped spots. Oh, that's nice Jake, I hope some little old lady chases you down in her wheelchair because she couldn't get a place to park. He mentions that it's a nice day and there are a lot of families and kids at the park. Uhhhh kids? Jake dear, you might want to go elsewhere for an imprint search...
And then things get really creepy, as Jake starts walking through the crowd, staring at all of the girls and making notes on their appearances. No, really.
"I stared into the face of every girl who passed anywhere near me, making myself really look, noticing who was pretty and who had blue eyes and who looked good in braces and who had way too much makeup on. I tried to find something interesting about each face, so that I would know for sure that I'd really tried. Things like: This one had a really straight nose; that one should pull her hair out of her eyes; this one could do lipstick ads if the rest of her face was as perfect as her mouth...."
ZeldaQueen: Jake, have you ever heard the phrase "beggars can't be choosers"? If you're looking to imprint, the girl's looks won't matter. And Meyer, how does this seem right to you? How is wandering through a crowd, staring creepily at random people until one is brainwashed into love any better than just going up to one of the girls and saying "hey, want to get a pizza?" Plus, happen to know he won't imprint here, but what if he did? None of these girls know him, all they see is some dude staring at them. So what would happen if he just went up to one of them and started going "I love you, you are my life, want to go out?"
"Sometimes they stared back. Sometimes they looked scared–like they were thinking, Who is this big freak glaring at me? Sometimes I thought they looked kind of interested, but maybe that was just my ego running wild."
ZeldaQueen: Trust me Jacob, with what you're doing, it's the former and not the latter. Jake is starting to feel despair and mentions that "Even when I met the eyes of the girl who was–no contest–the hottest girl in the park and probably in the city, and she stared right back with a speculation that looked like interest, I felt nothing"
*snarls* YES, BECAUSE IT'S ALL ABOUT LOOKS AND IF SHE'S INTERESTED IN YOU! NO SENSE IN YOU PUTTING FORTH ANY EFFORT TO START FEELING SOMETHING TOWARDS HER! NOPE, JUST STAND THERE LIKE THE GRAND POOBAH, READY FOR TRUE LOVE TO WHACK YOU OVER THE HEAD!
And then Jake has an epiphany, which unfortunately does not involve corrupt judges and singing homicidal barbers. He realizes that all of the qualities he'd be staring at, he'd been comparing to Bella. AUGH! *tears hair* Anyway, he gives up, deciding that its just too much hope to have randomly found his soul mate in that particular crowd. Ask someone for a date, you idiot! I know it works, I've seen it happen! I might also point out, wasn't imprinting supposed to be RARE? With most wolves never finding their imprint person? So why are they ALL trying to pair up in this?
Well, Jake heads back to his car, musing about whether or not he was a genetic dead end like Leah felt she was. As he hops back into the car, a girl calls to him and chats him up. He realizes that he'd already "cataloged" her - OH THAT'S NICE! - and talks about how she looks, in very flattering details. Of course she gets fancy adjectives like "cinnamon eyes" and "gold-colored freckles". Really. She starts some banter about whether or not he stole the car and introduces herself as Lizzie. She then starts talking about the car and Jake joins in and they sound like they're having a grand time and Jake finds that he really likes her. Except, "She was pretty. Nice enough to try to help a grouchy stranger who must seem nuts. Why couldn't she be the one? Why did everything have to be so freaking complicated? Nice girl, pretty, and sort of funny. Why not?"
*JUMPS UP AND DOWN SCREAMING* JESUS FRIG JACOB! YOU THINK SHE IS PRETTY AND NICE AND YOU SHARE COMMON INTERESTS! SHE IS CLEARLY INTERESTED IN YOU AND MADE THE FIRST MOVE! AND YOU'RE WHINING BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T IMPRINTED ON HER?!?!? JUST ASK HER OUT! ARE YOU SO STUPID? WHAT AM I SAYING, YOU PROBABLY ARE! OR ELSE YOU ARE THAT LAZY, SINCE YOU OBVIOUSLY CAN'T BE ARSED TO PUT FORTH THE EFFORT TO BUILD A RELATIONSHIP LIKE EVERY. OTHER. PERSON IN THIS WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ZeldaQueen: Hand-to-God folks, they're starting to hit it off, talking about the car, and all he thinks about is why he isn't imprinting on her when he finds her fascinating and clearly likes her! He even wonders "how to make it work". And he starts going on about how he wasn't in Leah's healthier place - NO FUCK, SHERLOCK! - and how maybe he could hook up with Lizzie if it were ten years or so after Bella died and he'd gone through the grieving thing, but there is just no way he could fall in love on his own while he's pining away over some stupid, useless, whiny chick who married someone else and thus he must "take the torture like a man".
*SCREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
In case you couldn't tell, I was not happy at all for that. *grumpy*
So Jacob goes off driving, leaving Lizzie behind, and starts thinking about Leah and how he could help her by keeping her around and how she's probably do the same if it were him in her place and starts to think about how close they were while hunting for the deer. This all is nice and calming me down a good bit.
Oh mother -
Folks, I'm going to try to deliver this bit all at once before I let loose.
Jacob goes back to the Cullen house, where he is met in the garage by Edward. Edward seems rather angry and says that he has to talk to Jacob about something. The conversation opens with how Jacob handles his pack and moves to Edward saying "If you can't or won't control Leah, then I–"
... Wait for it.
Jacob is of course confused by all of this, so Edward elaborates. It seems that after seeing Jacob leave, Leah came to the house to ask where he went. Edward explained things to her, but comments that "it might not have come out right". Anyway, upon hearing what happened to Jacob, Leah had phased to human form and gone off to talk to Bella.
...Wait for it.
And then, sorry for so much here, but I really can't do it justice.
"Edward got all hissy then. 'I won't let Bella be upset like that again. I don't care how justified Leah thinks she is! I didn't hurt her–of course I wouldn't–but I'll throw her out of the house if it happens again. I'll launch her right across the river–'
'Hold on. What did she say?' None of this was making any sense.
Edward took a deep breath, composing himself. 'Leah was unnecessarily harsh. I'm not going to pretend that I understand why Bella is unable to let go of you, but I do know that she does not behave this way to hurt you. She suffers a great deal over the pain she's inflicting on you, and on me, by asking you to stay. What Leah said was uncalled for. Bella's been crying–'
'Wait–Leah was yelling at Bella about me?'
He nodded one sharp nod. 'You were quite vehemently championed.'
Whoa. 'I didn't ask her to do that.'
'I know.'
I rolled my eyes. Of course he knew. He knew everything.
But that was really something about Leah. Who would have believed it? Leah walking into the bloodsuckers' place human to complain about how I was being treated.
'I can't promise to control Leah,' I told him. 'I won't do that. But I'll talk to her, okay? And I don't think there'll be a repeat. Leah's not one to hold back, so she probably got it all off her chest today.'
'I would say so.'
'Anyway, I'll talk to Bella about it, too. She doesn't need to feel bad. This one's on me.'"
ZeldaQueen: Right then. *stretches*
EDWARD CULLEN YOU ASS, YOU HAVE GOT NO RIGHT TO CRITICIZE LEAH ON ANYTHING! MEYER, BITE ME! I DO NOT FEEL THE LEAST BIT SORRY FOR BELLA HERE! I AM NOT THINKING "OH, POOR PUT-UPON BELLA, WITH THAT NASTY LEAH PILING UNNECESSARY GUILT ON HER"! WHAT I AM THINKING IS "WELL DONE LEAH, FOR SAYING WHAT OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN SAID TWO FREAKING BOOKS AGO!" I'VE SAID IT BEFORE, AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN - BELLA SWAN IS A SPINELESS PILE OF JELLY WHO COLLAPSES AT THE SLIGHTEST HINT OF CRITICISM OR ANGER. IF SHE WERE SHOWN TO HAVE BEEN STRONGER ELSEWHERE, PERHAPS THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN INDICATOR AS TO HOW TERRIBLE LEAH WAS. BUT GIVEN THAT BELLA DID STRING JACOB ALONG AND LEAH IS STANDING UP FOR SOMEONE SHE CARES FOR, ALL I SEE IS BELLA ACTING LIKE A BABY WITH HER HUSBAND ACTING LIKE HER FATHER GOING "YOUR DAUGHTER PICKED ON MY DAUGHTER, NOW YOU'D BETTER STRAIGHTEN HER OUT!" AND JACOB, CONSIDERING THAT BELLA HAS BEEN STRINGING YOU ALONG, THIS IS NOT ALL ON YOU!!!!
ZeldaQueen: My word, that was liberating! *stretches and grins* Now where were we? Ah yes, well, Edward starts talking about the creepy demon fetus and apparently the little bugger can understand that it's hurting Bella and is trying not to. You hear that women? Next time you're pregnant and your unborn child is kicking the heck out of you, just tell it to stop. It'll understand all of that. And the fetus already loves Bella. After knowing her for a week. And now Edward loves it, because he can't "hate anything that loves Bella". Care to explain why he was so childishly jealous of Jacob then, Meyer?
Anywho, it turns out that Carlisle has decided that the fetus has grown enough that they are just going to remove it before labor sets in. This will happen at noon tomorrow. They've got it all planned out to a "T". Well, I can't see any of this going awry, can you?
Edward asks Jacob for permission as Alpha to keep the treaty intact but let Bella be turned into a vampire. Jacob is unwilling to give permission right away (not sure why...), and goes into the living room, where Bella gives a sad puppy routine and Jake literally wishes to punch Leah in the mouth. How nice of him.
The two make stilted chit-chat, which involves Jacob insisting that Bella is not at fault for his freak-out (yeah right!) and mentally giving Edward permission to turn her. Bella is about to get up to use the bathroom again, when she accidentally knocks over the cup of blood she's been drinking. She reaches over to catch it and...oh my lord...
"There was the strangest, muffled ripping sound from the center of her body.
'Oh!' she gasped.
And then she went totally limp, slumping toward the floor. Rosalie caught her in the same instant, before she could fall. Edward was there, too, hands out, the mess on the sofa forgotten.
It was not just a scream, it was a blood-curdling shriek of agony. The horrifying sound cut off with a gurgle, and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her body twitched, arched in Rosalie's arms, and then Bella vomited a fountain of blood."
ZeldaQueen: Well this certainly makes for an interesting cliffhanger! *agitated*
And to lighten the mood, allow me to show an artists rendition of this scene, as provided by Cracked.com -
ZeldaQueen: Hold on to your hats, folks! There's only one chapter left for Jacob's section, and it's sure to be a doozy!
Onward to: Chapter 18: There Are No Words For This
Back to: Chapter 16: Too-Much-Information-Alert
Return to: Table of Contents
Projection Room Voices: Playing Media in 3...2...1...
Chapter 17: What Do I Look Like? The Wizard Of Oz? You Need a Brain? You Need A Heart? Go Ahead. Take Mine. Take Everything I Have.
ZeldaQueen: *blinks* Meyer, that's not a title. That's a frigging paragraph.
Right, well Jacob has become all angsty from seeing Bella and Edward and Co all happy together. He runs out to the garage with the keys Edward tossed him and apparently has plans to smash the car on the return trip. And normally this would seem rather spiteful, but considering that the Cullens toss around one hundred dollar bills like confetti, they probably wouldn't even care. All of this goes out of the window when Jake sees what car he was being given to drive - an Aston Martin Vanquish. Indeed. Jacob starts to drool over the awesomeness of it. You might remember how he was a vehicle fanatic back in New Moon, when he had character traits beyond Bella Swan.
He goes zooming out, taking note of the wolves in both his own pack and Sam's watching him. Dang, he must have good eyesight. Eh, I guess it can slide, he's a wolf. Jake also contemplates getting into a car chase with a police officer, but decides not to, since the license plate info might be traced back to Edward. "Sure, he'd buy his way out of it, but it might have been just a little inconvenient for him" And you all know it's true.
And then we get back to imprinting. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph...
Jake starts thinking back to everything Leah said, about how imprinting will take all of his pain away. 'Cause he's living la vida loca. He decides that having his choices taken away from him was better than being heartsick over Bella. What is wrong with these people? This is not healthy! He's so obsessed with some chick that the only way he could get over her is if he lets himself be brainwashed into loving someone else? Please seek therapy!
So Jacob starts trying to figure out how to get this to work. "But I'd seen all the girls in La Push and up on the Makah rez and in Forks. I needed a wider hunting range" *stunned* Did he...just refer to finding his soul mate as "hunting"? That kind of explains a lot...
So first he considers cruising a mall and staring at random girls, but decides to pass since he doesn't want to imprint on a chick who hangs out at the mall all day. *nastily* What's the matter Jacob? Once you imprint, you won't care, will you? So, he finds a park full of people and parks across two handicapped spots. Oh, that's nice Jake, I hope some little old lady chases you down in her wheelchair because she couldn't get a place to park. He mentions that it's a nice day and there are a lot of families and kids at the park. Uhhhh kids? Jake dear, you might want to go elsewhere for an imprint search...
And then things get really creepy, as Jake starts walking through the crowd, staring at all of the girls and making notes on their appearances. No, really.
"I stared into the face of every girl who passed anywhere near me, making myself really look, noticing who was pretty and who had blue eyes and who looked good in braces and who had way too much makeup on. I tried to find something interesting about each face, so that I would know for sure that I'd really tried. Things like: This one had a really straight nose; that one should pull her hair out of her eyes; this one could do lipstick ads if the rest of her face was as perfect as her mouth...."
ZeldaQueen: Jake, have you ever heard the phrase "beggars can't be choosers"? If you're looking to imprint, the girl's looks won't matter. And Meyer, how does this seem right to you? How is wandering through a crowd, staring creepily at random people until one is brainwashed into love any better than just going up to one of the girls and saying "hey, want to get a pizza?" Plus, happen to know he won't imprint here, but what if he did? None of these girls know him, all they see is some dude staring at them. So what would happen if he just went up to one of them and started going "I love you, you are my life, want to go out?"
"Sometimes they stared back. Sometimes they looked scared–like they were thinking, Who is this big freak glaring at me? Sometimes I thought they looked kind of interested, but maybe that was just my ego running wild."
ZeldaQueen: Trust me Jacob, with what you're doing, it's the former and not the latter. Jake is starting to feel despair and mentions that "Even when I met the eyes of the girl who was–no contest–the hottest girl in the park and probably in the city, and she stared right back with a speculation that looked like interest, I felt nothing"
*snarls* YES, BECAUSE IT'S ALL ABOUT LOOKS AND IF SHE'S INTERESTED IN YOU! NO SENSE IN YOU PUTTING FORTH ANY EFFORT TO START FEELING SOMETHING TOWARDS HER! NOPE, JUST STAND THERE LIKE THE GRAND POOBAH, READY FOR TRUE LOVE TO WHACK YOU OVER THE HEAD!
And then Jake has an epiphany, which unfortunately does not involve corrupt judges and singing homicidal barbers. He realizes that all of the qualities he'd be staring at, he'd been comparing to Bella. AUGH! *tears hair* Anyway, he gives up, deciding that its just too much hope to have randomly found his soul mate in that particular crowd. Ask someone for a date, you idiot! I know it works, I've seen it happen! I might also point out, wasn't imprinting supposed to be RARE? With most wolves never finding their imprint person? So why are they ALL trying to pair up in this?
Well, Jake heads back to his car, musing about whether or not he was a genetic dead end like Leah felt she was. As he hops back into the car, a girl calls to him and chats him up. He realizes that he'd already "cataloged" her - OH THAT'S NICE! - and talks about how she looks, in very flattering details. Of course she gets fancy adjectives like "cinnamon eyes" and "gold-colored freckles". Really. She starts some banter about whether or not he stole the car and introduces herself as Lizzie. She then starts talking about the car and Jake joins in and they sound like they're having a grand time and Jake finds that he really likes her. Except, "She was pretty. Nice enough to try to help a grouchy stranger who must seem nuts. Why couldn't she be the one? Why did everything have to be so freaking complicated? Nice girl, pretty, and sort of funny. Why not?"
*JUMPS UP AND DOWN SCREAMING* JESUS FRIG JACOB! YOU THINK SHE IS PRETTY AND NICE AND YOU SHARE COMMON INTERESTS! SHE IS CLEARLY INTERESTED IN YOU AND MADE THE FIRST MOVE! AND YOU'RE WHINING BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T IMPRINTED ON HER?!?!? JUST ASK HER OUT! ARE YOU SO STUPID? WHAT AM I SAYING, YOU PROBABLY ARE! OR ELSE YOU ARE THAT LAZY, SINCE YOU OBVIOUSLY CAN'T BE ARSED TO PUT FORTH THE EFFORT TO BUILD A RELATIONSHIP LIKE EVERY. OTHER. PERSON IN THIS WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ZeldaQueen: Hand-to-God folks, they're starting to hit it off, talking about the car, and all he thinks about is why he isn't imprinting on her when he finds her fascinating and clearly likes her! He even wonders "how to make it work". And he starts going on about how he wasn't in Leah's healthier place - NO FUCK, SHERLOCK! - and how maybe he could hook up with Lizzie if it were ten years or so after Bella died and he'd gone through the grieving thing, but there is just no way he could fall in love on his own while he's pining away over some stupid, useless, whiny chick who married someone else and thus he must "take the torture like a man".
*SCREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
In case you couldn't tell, I was not happy at all for that. *grumpy*
So Jacob goes off driving, leaving Lizzie behind, and starts thinking about Leah and how he could help her by keeping her around and how she's probably do the same if it were him in her place and starts to think about how close they were while hunting for the deer. This all is nice and calming me down a good bit.
Oh mother -
Folks, I'm going to try to deliver this bit all at once before I let loose.
Jacob goes back to the Cullen house, where he is met in the garage by Edward. Edward seems rather angry and says that he has to talk to Jacob about something. The conversation opens with how Jacob handles his pack and moves to Edward saying "If you can't or won't control Leah, then I–"
... Wait for it.
Jacob is of course confused by all of this, so Edward elaborates. It seems that after seeing Jacob leave, Leah came to the house to ask where he went. Edward explained things to her, but comments that "it might not have come out right". Anyway, upon hearing what happened to Jacob, Leah had phased to human form and gone off to talk to Bella.
...Wait for it.
And then, sorry for so much here, but I really can't do it justice.
"Edward got all hissy then. 'I won't let Bella be upset like that again. I don't care how justified Leah thinks she is! I didn't hurt her–of course I wouldn't–but I'll throw her out of the house if it happens again. I'll launch her right across the river–'
'Hold on. What did she say?' None of this was making any sense.
Edward took a deep breath, composing himself. 'Leah was unnecessarily harsh. I'm not going to pretend that I understand why Bella is unable to let go of you, but I do know that she does not behave this way to hurt you. She suffers a great deal over the pain she's inflicting on you, and on me, by asking you to stay. What Leah said was uncalled for. Bella's been crying–'
'Wait–Leah was yelling at Bella about me?'
He nodded one sharp nod. 'You were quite vehemently championed.'
Whoa. 'I didn't ask her to do that.'
'I know.'
I rolled my eyes. Of course he knew. He knew everything.
But that was really something about Leah. Who would have believed it? Leah walking into the bloodsuckers' place human to complain about how I was being treated.
'I can't promise to control Leah,' I told him. 'I won't do that. But I'll talk to her, okay? And I don't think there'll be a repeat. Leah's not one to hold back, so she probably got it all off her chest today.'
'I would say so.'
'Anyway, I'll talk to Bella about it, too. She doesn't need to feel bad. This one's on me.'"
ZeldaQueen: Right then. *stretches*
EDWARD CULLEN YOU ASS, YOU HAVE GOT NO RIGHT TO CRITICIZE LEAH ON ANYTHING! MEYER, BITE ME! I DO NOT FEEL THE LEAST BIT SORRY FOR BELLA HERE! I AM NOT THINKING "OH, POOR PUT-UPON BELLA, WITH THAT NASTY LEAH PILING UNNECESSARY GUILT ON HER"! WHAT I AM THINKING IS "WELL DONE LEAH, FOR SAYING WHAT OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN SAID TWO FREAKING BOOKS AGO!" I'VE SAID IT BEFORE, AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN - BELLA SWAN IS A SPINELESS PILE OF JELLY WHO COLLAPSES AT THE SLIGHTEST HINT OF CRITICISM OR ANGER. IF SHE WERE SHOWN TO HAVE BEEN STRONGER ELSEWHERE, PERHAPS THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN INDICATOR AS TO HOW TERRIBLE LEAH WAS. BUT GIVEN THAT BELLA DID STRING JACOB ALONG AND LEAH IS STANDING UP FOR SOMEONE SHE CARES FOR, ALL I SEE IS BELLA ACTING LIKE A BABY WITH HER HUSBAND ACTING LIKE HER FATHER GOING "YOUR DAUGHTER PICKED ON MY DAUGHTER, NOW YOU'D BETTER STRAIGHTEN HER OUT!" AND JACOB, CONSIDERING THAT BELLA HAS BEEN STRINGING YOU ALONG, THIS IS NOT ALL ON YOU!!!!
ZeldaQueen: My word, that was liberating! *stretches and grins* Now where were we? Ah yes, well, Edward starts talking about the creepy demon fetus and apparently the little bugger can understand that it's hurting Bella and is trying not to. You hear that women? Next time you're pregnant and your unborn child is kicking the heck out of you, just tell it to stop. It'll understand all of that. And the fetus already loves Bella. After knowing her for a week. And now Edward loves it, because he can't "hate anything that loves Bella". Care to explain why he was so childishly jealous of Jacob then, Meyer?
Anywho, it turns out that Carlisle has decided that the fetus has grown enough that they are just going to remove it before labor sets in. This will happen at noon tomorrow. They've got it all planned out to a "T". Well, I can't see any of this going awry, can you?
Edward asks Jacob for permission as Alpha to keep the treaty intact but let Bella be turned into a vampire. Jacob is unwilling to give permission right away (not sure why...), and goes into the living room, where Bella gives a sad puppy routine and Jake literally wishes to punch Leah in the mouth. How nice of him.
The two make stilted chit-chat, which involves Jacob insisting that Bella is not at fault for his freak-out (yeah right!) and mentally giving Edward permission to turn her. Bella is about to get up to use the bathroom again, when she accidentally knocks over the cup of blood she's been drinking. She reaches over to catch it and...oh my lord...
"There was the strangest, muffled ripping sound from the center of her body.
'Oh!' she gasped.
And then she went totally limp, slumping toward the floor. Rosalie caught her in the same instant, before she could fall. Edward was there, too, hands out, the mess on the sofa forgotten.
'Bella?' he asked, and then his eyes unfocused, and panic shot across his features.
It was not just a scream, it was a blood-curdling shriek of agony. The horrifying sound cut off with a gurgle, and her eyes rolled back into her head. Her body twitched, arched in Rosalie's arms, and then Bella vomited a fountain of blood."
ZeldaQueen: Well this certainly makes for an interesting cliffhanger! *agitated*
And to lighten the mood, allow me to show an artists rendition of this scene, as provided by Cracked.com -
ZeldaQueen: Hold on to your hats, folks! There's only one chapter left for Jacob's section, and it's sure to be a doozy!
Onward to: Chapter 18: There Are No Words For This
Back to: Chapter 16: Too-Much-Information-Alert
Return to: Table of Contents
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Date: 2010-03-01 12:16 pm (UTC)And yes, Bella's section is AWFUL. We get the prose, her marveling over her Sue-per powers and beauty, her getting horny for Edward literally every second, everyone goinng on and on and on about her frigging Death Baby - I'll be having quite a few rants. Ought to be fun. ^^
Anyway, thanks a lot! That much closer to the end. :)