(Jacob’s POV)
I was over at Quil’s having a beer. We’d meet up at his place with the whole gang before driving to Port Angeles. I didn’t have to drive this time, as Paul said he would, so I could relax and have a beer or two. Embry walked in and grabbed a beer from the fridge and flopped down on the couch beside me. “So, Wendy was cool with you coming with us tonight?” I asked him. He nodded, “Yea Wendy is going to hang with Kim, Emily, Leah and Nayla.” Kim was Jared’s girlfriend, Emily was Sam’s, Leah was Paul’s and Nayla was Seth’s. Quil and I were the only two singles of the group, but we didn’t mind. Quil decided to never get whooped, and I… I was fine with things the way they were at this point.
As soon as Sam, Paul, Jared and Seth arrived we got into the truck and drove to Port Angeles, playing loud music, just us guys having fun. Paul parked the car and we dropped our coats off at the cloakroom. We headed over to the bar and ordered our drinks, then leaned with our back against the bar looking around, to see if there were any familiar faces. All of a sudden it felt like a bolt of lightning shot through my head. I actually saw a familiar face! And my my, she looked great!
It was Bella Swan, Charlie Swan’s daughter. She used to come over to Forks every summer to spend time with her dad, who had divorced her mother when Bella was at a young age. Charlie was a really close friend to my dad, Billy so as kids we used to hang out all the time; playing in the forest collecting berries and building tree-huts, or looking for seashells on the beach. She was a plump little girl back then, with long brown hair, which she usually wore in a braid, or a ponytail, a cute button nose, and the warmest chocolate brown coloured eyes.
She didn’t change much, although she was far from plump, and didn’t wear her hair in a braid or a ponytail anymore, she still looked like Bella too me. Although her eyes… The look in her eyes, it was definitely not the same as I remembered her.
Then my eyes moved to the man she had her arms wrapped around. I had no idea what it was, but something about him was off. Way off…
(Bella’s POV)
I stood there, my arms wrapped around Edward, looking at him adoringly, exactly the way he wanted me to look at him in public places. He smiled down at me, and kissed my forehead.
We met a couple of years ago when I attended the Peninsula College in Port Angeles. He was ever so charming and instead of paying a whole lot of money for my dormitory, I moved in with him after a short while of dating. He was so good to me; he gave me everything my heart desired, he took me on holidays and went out with me every weekend. I had a great life, and I got to go to college too! I’m so lucky to have him.
He kissed the top of my head and then let go of me. I looked over and saw a group of shady figures looking at him. “You run along and have fun now, I have some business to attend to,” he said playfully spanking me. I nodded and walked to the dance floor. As I looked back one more time, I saw he took a place at the table with the shady figures, in the back corner of the bar. I really wished he didn’t hang around with that kind of people though.
I stepped up on the dance floor and started to dance. I pulled my hair up off my neck, lifted it and then let it fall back over my shoulders while swaying my hips to the music. I felt a pair of eyes burn in my back, so I turned around to see who was looking. It was a handsome, buff young man, with russet colored skin, brown eyes and short, black hair. He looked at me as if he seemed to know me. I didn’t recognize him though, but I liked the attention from a complete stranger so I smiled at him and kept on dancing my sensual dance, shaking my hips from left to right and rubbing my hands over my body. I knew that this was the way Edward wanted me to dance; he wanted everyone to see how hot his woman was. I kept looking into this handsome stranger’s eyes, and I had no idea what he was thinking, but he didn’t once take his eyes off of me.
(Jacob’s POV)
Wow, I was standing at the bar, eyeing Bella Swan dancing in the most sensual way I have ever seen a woman dance. Well maybe not the most sensual way, but it definitely meant more to me to see her dancing. Quil noticed me staring and elbowed me. “Bro! She’s so unavailable to you! She’s already seeing someone, in case you hadn’t noticed!” he shouted in my ear. Yeah, way to pour salt in freshly ripped wounds, cousin, thanks a bunch! I elbowed him back, and then turned around to order another beer, breaking the staring that had been going on between Bella and me.
Next thing I knew I heard someone shouting. I could hear it, even over the loud music. I turned and saw the man that Bella came with shouting at her. He must have noticed the staring too as he was giving it to her straight.
But then something happened that no one had foreseen, he raised his arm and he slapped her right in her face. I heard a shrieking sound escape her mouth as his hand hit her face, and watched her drop to the ground. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I have never seen such a thing before and that slap went right through bone and marrow. As if the slap wasn’t bad enough he started pulling her arm, forcing her to get up. I was outraged! How dare he hit her like that?
I dropped my beer where I stood and just as I wanted to walk up to him to give him a taste of his own medicine, I felt someone grab onto my arm. “Don’t bro!” Sam said, “We’re not in our own territory, it wouldn’t be wise to pull anything here.”
I clenched my fists, “I don’t give a damn!” I shouted. Next thing I knew I was being dragged outside by all of the guys and pushed into the truck. “Don’t do anything that would disgrace the Quileute, bro!” Sam said as the rest of the guys got in.
“But- but… that was BELLA!” I shouted as Sam drove away.