bela turns fishy in front of jacob

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hapter 6

"Dad! I'm back!" I announced as I walked through the doors. I hung my jacket up in the closet and then went in the kitchen where Charlie was taking beer out of the fridge.

"Oh good, can you whip us up some sandwiches?" he asked.

"Yup." I grabbed all the needed ingredients and made one for me, two for Billy and Charlie, and seven for Jake. Then I got four plates and put the sandwiches on them. Jakes was large tower. I carefully brought them out and set them on the coffee table along with the bag of chips, beer, and glasses of water. Note to self: check for condensation whenever in close proximity.

Ding-dong! Charlie opened the door to let the Blacks in. "Hey guys!" He greeted.

"Hi Charlie, Bella. How was the Cullens Island? Everyone come back safe?" Billy sort of assigned himself the job to check up on me and make sure I was still full of blood.

"It was a lot of fun. And yes, we are all very much intact. Hi Jacob," I replied and gave them both a hug.

"Hey," he said. "That's some necklace you got there." He was looking at the large crystal on my chest. I blushed.

"Uh, thanks. Alice got it for me." That will be our story. Makes perfect sense. Totally understandable.

"Well we've got lunch ready and the game is starting in five minutes. Why don't we sit down?" Charlie suggested.

Jacob wheeled Billy over to the living room with us following. We sat down with Billy in a Lazy Boy, Charlie in the armchair, and Jacob and I on couch.

"OOO! Food!" Jacob exclaimed and grabbed the plate with the seven sandwiches.

"I'm surprised you're as fit as you are with how much you eat." Charlie said grabbing his plate as well.

"Well I love to run. So I need all this food to keep going." Jacob took a big bite of his sandwich.

"He sure does, runs as much as a puppy!" I teased him. Billy snorted and Jacob glared at me.

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It's 15 minutes into the game and I am completely and utterly confused. What's the point of tackling people just to get a ball? It just looks painful. I reached for water -checking for condensation first- and put the straw in my mouth. I used the straw to avoid getting water on my skin.

All the guys cheered when the football dudes scored a touch down. I just continued sucking down my water; I have become thirstier since I put the necklace on.

Jacob was a little more enthusiastic in his cheering. He jumped up and threw his fists in the air, bumping me in the process. This bump caused me spill my water -water- on me. Shit.

I waited for the tingle, check. Tail, check. Disbelieving stares, I looked the three men, check. Loud voices…

"HOLY SHIT!" (Billy)

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" (Charlie)

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU BELLA? IT WAS YOUR VAMPIRES THAT DID THIS TO YOU DIDN'T THEY! DAMN THOSE CULLENS!" (Jacob)

Check.

Then I realized what Jacob actually said. Shit, again. Maybe Charlie won't notice that he just said the Cullens are vampires. I looked at Charlie; he was staring at my tail and turning purple.

"JACOB BLACK! Do you realize what you just screamed to Timbuktu?" Billy reprimanded his son. He thought back and must have figured it out because a look of realization then fear spread over his face. "I always knew your temper would land us in this position eventually. Now Bella, why do have a fish tail?"

"Uhh… well-I… um…" I stammered.

"Bella," My father finally spoke, not looking away from my fins, "What caused you to grow a tail? Jacob, what do you mean by the Cullens are vampires?"

Shit, once again.

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