Thunder Strikes

A year later, Edward and Melody are trying to keep their quite new relationship last. Unfortunately a few somebody's are getting in their way, tensing them up. In times of stress, fear, Joy and promises, the young couple needs to raise two toddlers and learn to be honest to themselves and each other.
And while Edward is distant for reasons Melody is not aware of a new attacker who is waiting for the right time to bite.

Will their bond be strong enough to survive? Or will the someone be able to break it?

Thunder Strikes is a sequel to Starless Sky and Moon Girl.

Get bitten and tag along!

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This story is RATED 18+ / NC-17 which means the following:

- sex
- violence
- angst
- cursing

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47. Thunder 46

Bella's Point Of View

Jake and I are hanging around on the couch, about to watch a movie. It’s been a bit crazy lately between us. Jacob seems distant and he barely talks to me anymore. Off course we have conversations but they’re more like small talk. Nothing to emotional, touching or something important we should discuss as a couple. 
it’s mostly the minute that I walk into the door, he announces no one else is home and before I know it we’re done having sex. It’s not that I don’t like that, but it feels a bit off the last few days. As if he wants me to shut up. 
Jake gets back from getting himself a soda and sits down, taking the remote to get the tv on the right channel.

‘Jake?’ 
‘hmm?’ he mumbles, still looking at the screen. He get sup to put the DVD into its place. 
‘What’s bothering you?’ I ask a bit harsher than I intended at first ,’I mean. You seem off lately.’ I quickly add. 
he’s silent for a while, setting up the DVD. And honestly, it’s getting me angry now. It’s like this for days! And I’m officially done with it. 

‘Jesus, Jacob! Seriously? I’m trying to talk to you!’ I hiss loudly at him ,’Why won’t you listen for once?’ 
The second it’s out of my mouth, I’m earned with the look that warns me to back off. To heel with backing off. I’ve done enough of that. 
‘There is nothing to talk about Bella! Get over it!’ he growls at me. I raise my eyebrows and huff a laugh, not thinking that this is funny at all. 
‘Tell me what’s going on.’ I demand raising my hands to emphasize my words and how I feel about this. He should know. 
‘Like I said the – ‘
‘Bullshit, Jake!’ I yell, my voice raised, my face a mask of cynics.
Jacob growls again, saying something under his breath. 
‘Damn it Bella! Shut the fuck up! I’m trying to have a nice evening with you and you’re ruining it again!’ 
the comment that’s laying on my tongue is swallowed back in. I’m ruining it again? Where is he talking about? I hate feeling pangs of hurt rushing through my chest. It’s silent, because I indeed shut myself up. But that doesn’t mean it’s over with talking. 
when he still hasn’t said anything else after five more minutes I get up. 
‘Fine! If you don’t want to talk, I’ll just leave. Maybe you’ll feel better when I’m not ruining your night!’ 
I get my bag of the ground and march toward the kitchen in order to reach the front door. Jake’s voice halts me though. 

‘I’m jealous. I think.’ 
I whirl around to face him, confusion blurring my mind. 
‘I spoke to Melody yesterday. And when I heard she and Edward are an item….I got jealous in some way.’
you have to be kidding me. There is no way that Jacob is jealous because my sister is dating my ex-boyfriend. It sounds insane. 
‘it’s just that I’m afraid that I won’t imprint on you, Bell.’ He now whispers as my anger is shooting up and high. A strange uncomfortable feeling,’ And I don’t want to think that it’s because I’m supposed to be with someone else. It hurts me and it’s hurting you too.’

‘You think we don’t belong together?’ I whisper softly as tears well up in my eyes. Anger replaced by sadness. 
‘What? No! I mean – Yes! Bella we do belong together! We have to! But I’m afraid that this imprinting shit is going to break us apart! I don’t want that!’
there’s the white hot anger again. And I seriously have no idea why. He’s telling me he wants to be with me and all my body does is going mad. 

‘But melody? Do you honestly think she’ll be the one you’ll imprint on? If that’s through I probably start hating her now so it won’t be difficult to do it later!’ I burst. Acting mean towards my half-sister was something my mom told me to do. She didn’t like the others. I grew up with it but my actions went in against my wish. At one point it became difficult in some way. The pangs of pain would struck me each time I thought or said anything mean directed to her. But if this happens? If Jake imprints on Melody? I think hating her won’t be a problem.

I want to yell and scream at him but the sudden surge of blistering heat stops me. I gasp from the strange feeling of it. What the hell is happening to me?
my fore head gets al sweaty and the rest of my skin follows. My clothes are too much. Way too much. The hot. 
Air. I think I just need fresh air. I’m probably having a panic attack or something. 

‘Bella?’ Jake’s voice sounds close to me. But somehow far away. ‘Bella? Baby are you all right?’ 
when I look up at him I realize I’m leaning on my knees, bowed forward. Breathy gasps leave my lungs and my vision is somewhat blurry. If this is what a panic attack feel like, I don’t want to have one ever again. I feel like the air is getting taken from me. like my heart rate speeds up a notch too much. As if my body temperature is going beyond a high fever. And I can’t even control my anger. 
I then remember I am mad at Jacob. 

‘Jake, leave me the fuck alone!’ I seethe, pushing him away. 
‘Bella! I’m going to find someone to help ok? You need help!’ Jacob yells frantically. I hear him leave the room, but my eyes keep me from seeing anything more than blurring outlines of figures. 
Why would I need help?

‘AAAH!’ I scream loudly when a hot sting shoots through my calves, bringing me down on the wooden flooring. 
Jake! Where is he? Help me! Shit I do need help! It hurts!
my mind is in overdrive, as is my body. I feel things I’ve never felt and not in a good way. I want it to stop. So much physical pain has never come to me. and now it does – on full power.

‘JAKE!’ my voice screams cold murder but my mind doesn’t seem to register what I’m doing as the pain spreads through my limbs. A wetness leaks over my cheeks. Blood? Just tears? Maybe thick sweat? 
something then encloses itself around my throat, clamping it. it’s my own hand. I drop it. or at least I think I do. 

Oh please have mercy! I know I haven’t been the best person but this is cruel. 
it feels like my limbs swell. My veins pump blood through them roughly, making it feel as if my heart beats everywhere. 
Another stab of pain, only now in my chest, ’NOOO!’
my head pounds. My heart pounds. My veins pound. Everything burns and a flash of red fury comes the lay down over my gaze. All there is left is the explosion. 

And fuck does it hurt!

I hit my hands into the floor beneath me and get up. I pull my feet from under me and try to stand upright. But it doesn’t work. I squeeze my eyes shut and open them then, in hope to see. 
And I do, but not in the way I expected. It seems different somehow, but I can’t place a finger on what it might be. 
my muscles start the hurt from trying to get up so I let myself sink back to the ground. I’m so tired now all the anger is gone. 
Voices. I hear them. I hope it’s Jake. He’ll need to take me home to Charlie. I’m not driving myself right now in this state. 
Oh. And I smell him too. did Jake always smell so…like trees? And mint. I surely smell mint there. 
his footsteps and a few more I think I recognize make the floor tremble they’re talking through one another which makes it difficult to follow. I see Jake coming up to me but he halts the second he sees me.

‘Oh my God...’ 
Billy and Sam are behind him and stop too caused by Jake blocking them,’ Jake what the – ‘
sleepily I try to find my voice as my head lays down on the floor, my muscles still aching
Oh Thank God Jake! Please help me up? It’s hurt so much!
But then it seems like someone put ice water through my veins. 
‘- Hell!?’
it wasn’t my voice. Or…it is mine. But not in the way it had sounded over the last nineteen years.
it’s was a whine. No words. Just the high tones of squeaks. 

Jacob storms toward me with Sam on his heels and I realize what I’ve become. 
 

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