new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)-第73部分

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to　L。A。；　that　the　seat　beside　
me　had　never　been　filled。　Even　Mike；　always　eager　to　take　any　advantage；　had　
kept　a　safe　distance。　
With　Edward　back　in　place；　it　was　almost　as　if　the　last　eight　months　were　just　
a　disturbing　nightmare。　
Almost；　but　not　quite。　There　was　the　house　arrest　situation；　for　one　thing。　
And　for　another；　before　the　fall；　
I　hadn't　been　best　friends　with　Jacob　Black。　So；　of　course；　I　hadn't　missed　
him　then。　
I　wasn't　at　liberty　to　go　to　La　Push；　and　Jacob　wasn't　ing　to　see　me。　He　
wouldn't　even　answer　my　
phone　calls。　
I　made　these　calls　mostly　at　night；　after　Edward　had　been　kicked　out—promptly　
at　nine　by　a　grimly　
gleeful　Charlie—and　before　Edward　snuck　back　through　my　window　when　Charlie　
was　asleep。　I　chose　
that　time　to　make　my　fruitless　calls　because　I'd　noticed　that　Edward　made　a　
certain　face　every　time　I　
mentioned　Jacob's　name。　Sort　of　disapproving　and　wary　maybe　even　angry。　I　
guessed　that　he　had　
some　reciprocal　prejudice　against　the　werewolves；　though　he　wasn't　as　vocal　as　
Jacob　had　been　about　
the　〃bloodsuckers。〃　
So；　I　didn't　mention　Jacob　much。　
With　Edward　near　me；　it　was　hard　to　think　about　unhappy　things—even　my　former　
besi　fnend；　who　was　
probably　very　unhappy　right　now；　due　to　me。　When　I　did　think　of　Jake；　I　always　
felt　guilty　for　not　
thinking　of　him　more。　
The　fairy　tale　was　back　on。　Prince　returned；　bad　spell　broken。　I　wasn't　sure　
exactly　what　to　do　about　the　
leftover；　unresolved　character。　Where　was　his　happily　ever　after？　
Weeks　passed；　and　Jacob　still　wouldn't　answer　my　calls。　It　started　to　bee　a　
constant　worry。　Like　a　
dripping　faucet　in　the　back　of　my　head　that　I　couldn't　shut　off　or　ignore。　
Drip；　drip；　drip。　Jacob；　Jacob；　
Jacob。　
So；　though　I　didn't　mention　Jacob　much；　sometimes　my　frustration　and　anxiety　
boiled　over。　
〃It's　just　plain　rude！〃　I　vented　one　Saturday　afternoon　when　Edward　picked　me　
up　from　work。　Being　
angry　about　things　was　easier　than　feeling　guilty。　〃Downright　insulting！〃　
I'd　varied　my　pattern；　in　hopes　of　a　different　response。　I'd　called　Jake　from　
work　this　time；　only　to　get　an　
unhelpfulBilly。Again。　
〃Billy　said　he　didn't　want　to　talk　to　me；〃　I　fumed；　glaring　at　the　rain　oozing　
down　the　passenger　window。　
〃That　he　was　there；　and　wouldn't　walk　three　steps　to　get　to　the　phone！　Usually　
Billy　just　says　he's　out　or　
busy　or　sleeping　or　something。　I　mean；　it's　not　like　I　didn't　know　he　was　
lying　to　me；　but　at　least　it　was　a　
polite　way　to　handle　it。　I　guess　Billy　hates　me　now；　too。　It's　not　fair！〃　
〃It's　not　you；　Bella；〃　Edward　said　quietly。　〃Nobody　hates　you。〃　
〃Feels　that　way；〃　I　muttered；　folding　my　arms　across　my　chest。　It　was　no　more　
than　a　stubborn　gesture。　
There　was　no　hole　there　now—I　could　barely　remember　the　empty　feeling　
anymore。　
〃Jacob　knows　we're　back；　and　I'm　sure　that　he's　ascertained　that　I'm　with　
you；〃　Edward　said。　〃He　won't　
e　anywhere　near　me。　The　enmity　is　rooted　too　deeply。〃　
〃That's　stupid。　He　knows　you're　not　like　other　vampires。〃　
〃There's　still　good　reason　to　keep　a　safe　distance。〃　
I　glared　blindly　out　the　windshield；　seeing　only　Jacob's　face；　set　in　the　
bitter　mask　I　hated。　
〃Bella；　we　are　what　we　are；〃　Edward　said　quietly。　〃I　can　control　myself；　but　I　
doubt　he　can。　He's　very　
young。　It　would　most　likely　turn　into　a　fight；　and　I　don't　know　if　I　could　
stop　it　before　I　k—〃　he　broke　off；　
and　then　quickly　continued。　〃Before　I　hurt　him。　You　would　be　unhappy。　I　don't　
want　that　to　happen。〃　
I　remembered　what　Jacob　had　said　in　the　kitchen；　hearing　the　words　with　
perfect　recall　in　his　husky　
voice。　I'm　not　sure　that　I'm　even…tempered　enough　to　handle　that　You　
probably　wouldn't　like　it　
so　much　if　I　killed　your　friend。　But　he'd　been　able　to　handle　it；　that　time　
〃Edward　Cullen；〃　I　whispered。　〃Were　you　about　to　say　'killed　him？　Were　you？〃　
He　looked　away　from　me；　staring　into　the　rain。　In　front　of　us；　the　red　light　I　
hadn't　noticed　turned　green　
and　he　started　forward　again；　driving　very　slowly。　Not　his　usual　way　of　
driving。　
〃I　would　try　very　hard　not　to　do　that；〃　Edward　finally　said。　
I　stared　at　him　with　my　mouth　hanging　open；　but　he　continued　to　look　straight　
ahead。　We　were　paused　at　
the　corner　stop　sign。　
Abruptly；　I　remembered　what　had　happened　to　Paris　when　Romeo　came　back。　The　
stage　directions　
were　simple：　They　fight。　Paris　falls。　
But　that　was　ridiculous。　Impossible。　
〃Well；〃　I　said；　and　took　a　deep　breath；　shaking　my　head　to　dispel　the　words　in　
my　head。　〃Nothing　like　
that　is　ever　going　to　happen；　so　there's　no　reason　to　worry　about　it。　And　you　
know　Charlie's　staring　at　
the　clock　right　now。　You'd　better　get　me　home　before　I　get　in　more　trouble　for　
being　late。〃　
I　turned　my　face　up　toward　him；　to　smile　halfheartedly。　
Every　time　I　looked　at　his　face；　that　impossibly　perfect　face；　my　heart　
pounded　strong　and　healthy　and　
very　there　in　my　chest。　This　time；　the　pounding　raced　ahead　of　its　usual　
besotted　pace。　I　recognized　the　
expression　on　his　statue…still　face。　
〃You're　already　in　more　trouble；　Bella；〃　he　whispered　through　unmoving　lips。　
I　slid　closer；　clutching　his　arm　as　I　followed　his　gaze　to　see　what　he　was　
seeing。　I　don't　know　what　I　
expected—maybe　Victoria　standing　in　the　middle　of　the　street；　her　flaming　red　
hair　blowing　in　the　wind；　
or　a　line　of　tall　black　cloaks　or　a　pack　of　angry　werewolves。　But　I　didn't　
see　anything　at　all。　
〃What？　What　is　it？〃　
He　took　a　deep　breath。　〃Charlie〃　
〃My　dad？〃　I　screeched。　
He　looked　down　at　me　then；　and　his　expression　was　calm　enough　to　ease　some　of　
my　panic。　
〃Charlie　is　probably　not　going　to　kill　you；　but　he's　thinking　about　it；〃　he　
told　me。　He　started　to　drive　
forward　again；　down　my　street；　but　he　passed　the　house　and　parked　by　the　edge　
of　the　trees。　
〃What　did　I　do？〃　I　gasped。　
Edward　glanced　back　at　Charlie's　house。　I　followed　his　gaze；　and　noticed　for　
the　first　time　what　was　
parked　in　the　driveway　next　to　the　cruiser。　Shiny；　bright　red；　impossible　to　
miss。　My　motorcycle；　flaunting　
itself　in　the　driveway。　
Edward　had　said　that　Charlie　was　ready　to　kill　me；　so　he　must　know　that—that　
it　was　mine。　There　was　
only　one　person　who　could　be　behind　this　treachery。　
〃No！〃　I　gasped。　〃Why？　Why　would　Jacob　do　this　to　me？〃　The　sting　of　betrayal　
washed　through　me。　I　
had　trusted　Jacob　implicitly—trusted　him　with　every　single　secret　I　had。　He　
was　supposed　to　be　my　safe　
harbor—the　person　I　could　always　rely　on。　Of　course　things　were　strained　
right　now；　but　I　didn't　think　
any　of　the　underlying　foundation　had　changed。　I　didn't　think　that　was　
changeable！　
What　had　I　done　to　deserve　this？　Charlie　was　going　to　be　so　mad—and　worse　
than　that；　he　was　going　to　
be　hurt　and　worried。　Didn't　he　have　enough　to　deal　with　already？　I　would　have　
never　imagined　that　Jake　
could　be　so　petty　and　just　plain　mean。　Tears　sprang；　smarting；　into　my　eyes；　
but　they　were　not　tears　of　
sadness。　I　had　been　betrayed。　I　was　suddenly　so　angry　that　my　head　throbbed　
like　it　was　going　to　
explode。　
〃Is　he　still　here？〃　I　hissed。　
〃Yes。　He's　waiting　for　us　there。〃　Edward　told　me；　nodding　toward　the　slender　
path　that　divided　the　dark　
fringe　of　the　forest　in　two。　
I　jumped　out　of　the　car；　launching　myself　toward　the　trees　with　my　hands　
already　balled　into　fists　for　the　
first　punch。　
Why　did　Edward　have　to　be　so　much　faster　than　me？　
He　caught　me　around　the　waist　before　I　made　the　path。　
〃Let　me　go！　I'm　going　to　murder　him！　Traitor！〃　I　shouted　the　epithet　toward　
the　trees。　
〃Charlie　will　hear　you；〃　Edward　warned　me。　〃And　once　he　gets　you　inside；　he　
may　brick　over　the　
doorway。〃　
I　glanced　back　at　the　house　instinctively；　and　it　seemed　like　the　glossy　red　
bike　was　all　I　could　see。　I　was　
seeing　red。　My　head　throbbed　again。　
〃Just　give　me　one　round　with　Jacob；　and　then　I'll　deal　with　Charlie。〃　I　
struggled　futilely　to　break　free。　
〃Jacob　Black　wants　to　see　me。　That's　why　he's　still　here。〃　
That　stopped　me　cold—took　the　fight　right　out　of　me。　My　hands　went　limp。　They　
fight；　Paris　falls。　
I　was　furious；　but　not　that　furious。　
〃Talk？〃　I　asked。　
〃More　or　less。〃　
〃How　much　more？〃　My　voice　shook。　
Edward　smoothed　my　hair　back　from　my　face。　〃Don't　worry；　he's　not　here　to　
fight　me。　He's　acting　as　
spokesperson　for　the　pack。〃　
〃Oh。〃　
Edward　looked　at　the　house　again；　then　tightened　his　arm　around　my　waist　and　
pulled　me　toward　the　
woods。　〃We　should　hurry。　Charlie's　getting　impatient。〃　
We　didn't　have　to　go　far；　Jacob　waited　just　a　short　ways　up　the　path。　He　
lounged　against　a　mossy　tree　
trunk　as　he　waited；　his　face　hard　and　bitter；　exactly　the　way　I　knew　it　would　
be。　He　looked　at　me；　and　
then　at　Edward。　Jacob's　mouth　stretched　into　a　humorless　sneer；　and　he　
shrugged　away　from　the　tree。　He　
stood　on　the　balls　of　his　bare　feet；　leaning　slightly　forward；　with　his　
trembling　hands　clenched　into　fists。　He　
looked　bigger　than　the　last　time　I'd　seen　him。　Somehow；　impossibly；　he　was　
still　growing。　He　would　
tower　over　Edward；　if　they　stood　next　to　each　other。　
But　Edward　stopped　as　soon　as　we　saw　him；　leaving　a　wide　space　between　us　and　
Jacob。　Edward　
turned　his　body；　shifting　me　so　that　I　was　behind　him。　I　leaned　around　him　to　
stare　at　Jacob—to　accuse　
him　with　my　eyes。　
I　would　have　thought　that　seeing　his　resentful；　cynical　expression　would　only　
make　me　angrier。　Instead；　it　
reminded　me　of　the　last　time　I'd　seen　him；　with　tears　in　his　eyes。　My　fury　
weakened；　faltered；　as　I　stared　
at　Jacob。　It　had　been　so　long　since　I'd　seen　him—I　hated　that　our　reunion　had　
to　be　like　this。　
〃Bella；〃　Jacob　said　as　a　greeting；　nodding　once　toward　me　without　looking　away　
from　Edward。　
〃Why？〃　I　whispered；　trying　to　hide　the　sound　of　the　lump　in　my　throat。　〃How　
could　you　do　this　to　me；　
Jacob？〃　
The　sneer　vanished；　but　his　face　stayed　hard　and　rigid。　〃It's　for　the　best。〃　
〃What　is　that　supposed　to　mean？　Do　you　want　Charlie　to　strangle　me？　Or　did　you　
want　him　to　have　a　
heart　attack；　like　Harry？　No　matter　how　mad　you　are　at　me；　how　could　you　do　
this　to　him？〃　
Jacob　winced；　and　his　eyebrows　pulled　together；　but　he　didn't　answer。　
〃He　didn't　want　to　hurt　anyone—he　just　wanted　to　get　you　grounded；