Was I That Gullible

What Do You Call A Group Of Assholes?

Bella's memories come unbidden and are often random and out of synch, as it is with everyone. Alexis

I did a quick clothes change in Peter's truck as it barrelled towards Forks, I had been wearing my bike leathers. My choice in transport ran too fast bikes for an easy getaway these days, but I was meant to be twenty-three years old bookworm. So a conservative skirt and jacket, my hair up and fake glasses made me look barely the twenty I am. I would have to claim good genes and hope it was believable.

My cover story was I'd been abroad studying literature in Paris, after graduating I had taken a research position and gained a degree in Renaissance Lit. Some of this was actually true, being partially immortal meant I needed maybe two or three hours of sleep a night so I used the rest of the time to educate myself and learn as many forms of the martial arts as I could. I had actually been living in Italy with extended family and only left when I started to draw the supernatural to me.

If anyone asked about the wedding I was going with complete ignorance, that I had never been asked and anyway what eighteen year old got married unless they were pregnant, it was just a teenage romance and I'd make it known that as Edward was impotent, that he had had serious erectile dysfunction so that wasn't likely, that I had only been going through a saving birds with broken wings phase. But really, why would I marry someone when I was that young and going away to college.

Peter thought that was hilarious, he kept bursting out laughing and said he'd pass that on to Emmett, for a good laugh, hell he was going to tell anyone who'd listen for eternity. Where Edward was no one really knew, but Jacob Black was still in Forks. He had pestered my dad for several months trying to force him to tell where I was.

Memory

Dad said Jacob even went as far as to physically threatened him yesterday, so finally Charlie had had enough and shot him with an old shotgun he kept in the house and Jacob had lost part of his tail and one of his hind legs was severely damaged. So he now walked as a human and ran as a wolf with a permanent limp.

Basically, he got shot in the ass for his troubles, but the best bit for me was that there will never be puppies in Jacobs future, as Charlie definitely hit his mark. I found that very satisfying and it couldn't have happened to a better psycho. The wolves could heal, but not regenerate, he stopped bothering Charlie after that.

Jacob had also lost the respect of the tribe and pack, as had Paul when their plans for me, had come to light. Paul had been forever bound by Sam's Alpha command to have nothing to do with Jacob and Jacob was ousted from the pack and ran as a lone Alpha wolf, no one wanted anything to do with him. He was a sad and ridiculed figure and I was happy with this as penance for what he'd done or was willing to do.

But if he bothered me while I was here I would kill him, without a second thought, like he would have me back then. One of my business partners was going to be joining us here soon too, I wanted him to meet my father. He was one of those who I had not killed when I realised he was innocent of the crime I was meant to execute him for. It was a setup and between us, we removed the perpetrator for his troubles, it was a feeding ground dispute that got totally out of hand.

We had then started up a security business as a front for our actual one, really just assassins for hire. He was here for two reasons, as I said, to meet my father and also to look for something belonging to Edward at the Cullens old house. My partner is a tracker, with just a touch of something owned by you he could pinpoint your whereabouts, anywhere in the world. His name, Oh yes, it's Alistair.

I wanted to know where that son of a bitch was, him just roaming around scot-free didn't sit well with me. He could be doing to someone else what he'd done to me and I wasn't putting up with that crap. So now that I was stronger and able to fight I intended to kick his scrawny ass. How I ever thought I loved him is beyond me. But as they say, you live and learn!