3 eclipse月食-第11部分

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　Edward　stiffened；　and　a　low　hiss　sounded　in　my　ear。　
　“We’ll　have　to　leave；”　I　whispered。　“Before。　So　that　it　doesn’t　break　the　treaty。　We　won’t　ever　be　able　to　
e　back。”　
　His　arms　tightened　around　me。　“I　know。”　
　“Ahem。”　Charlie　cleared　his　voice　loudly　behind　us。　
　I　jumped；　and　then　pulled　free　of　Edward’s　arms；　my　face　getting　hot。　Edward　leaned　back　against　the　
counter。　His　eyes　were　tight。　I　could　see　worry　in　them；　and　anger。　
　“If　you　don’t　want　to　make　dinner；　I　can　call　for　a　pizza；”　Charlie　hinted。　
　“No；　that’s　okay；　I’m　already　started。”　
　“Okay；”　Charlie　said。　He　propped　himself　against　the　doorframe；　folding　his　arms。　
　I　sighed　and　got　to　work；　trying　to　ignore　my　audience。　


“If　I　asked　you　to　do　something；　would　you　trust　me？”　Edward　asked；　an　edge　to　his　soft　voice。　
　We　were　almost　to　school。　Edward　had　been　relaxed　and　joking　just　a　moment　ago；　and　now　suddenly　
his　hands　were　clenched　tight　on　the　steering　wheel；　his　knuckles　straining　in　an　effort　not　to　snap　it　into　pieces。　
　I　stared　at　his　anxious　expression　—　his　eyes　were　far　away；　like　he　was　listening　to　distant　voices。　
　My　pulse　sped　in　response　to　his　stress；　but　I　answered　carefully。　“That　depends。”　
　We　pulled　into　the　school　lot。　
　“I　was　afraid　you　would　say　that。”　
　“What　do　you　want　me　to　do；　Edward？”　

“I　want　you　to　stay　in　the　car。”　He　pulled　into　his　usual　spot　and　turned　the　engine　off　as　he　spoke。　“I　want　
you　to　wait　here　until　I　e　back　for　you。”　
“But　。　。　。　why？”　
That　was　when　I　saw　him。　He　would　have　been　hard　to　miss；　towering　over　the　students　the　way　he　did；　
even　if　he　hadn’t　been　leaning　against　his　black　motorcycle；　parked　illegally　on　the　sidewalk。　
“Oh。”　
Jacob’s　face　was　a　calm　mask　that　I　recognized　well。　It　was　the　face　he　used　when　he　was　determined　to　
keep　his　emotions　in　check；　to　keep　himself　under　control。　It　made　him　look　like　Sam；　the　oldest　of　the　
wolves；　the　leader　of　the　Quileute　pack。　But　Jacob　could　never　quite　manage　the　perfect　serenity　Sam　always　
exuded。　
I’d　forgotten　how　much　this　face　bothered　me。　Though　I’d　gotten　to　know　Sam　pretty　well　before　the　
Cullens　had　e　back　—　to　like　him；　even　—　I’d　never　been　able　to　pletely　shake　the　resentment　I　felt　
when　Jacob　mimicked　Sam’s　expression。　It　was　a　stranger’s　face。　He　wasn’t　my　Jacob　when　he　wore　it。　
“You　jumped　to　the　wrong　conclusion　last　night；”　Edward　murmured。　“He　asked　about　school　because　he　
knew　that　I　would　be　where　you　were。　He　was　looking　for　a　safe　place　to　talk　to　me。　A　place　with　witnesses。”　
So　I’d　misinterpreted　Jacob’s　motives　last　night。　Missing　information；　that　was　the　problem。　Information　
like　why　in　the　world　Jacob　would　want　to　talk　to　Edward。　
“I’m　not　staying　in　the　car；”　I　said。　
Edward　groaned　quietly。　“Of　course　not。　Well；　let’s　get　this　over　with。”　
Jacob’s　face　hardened　as　we　walked　toward　him；　hand　in　hand。　
I　noticed　other　faces；　too　—　the　faces　of　my　classmates。　I　noticed　how　their　eyes　widened　as　they　took　in　
all　six　foot　seven　inches　of　Jacob’s　long　body；　muscled　up　the　way　no　normal　sixteenandahalfyearold　ever　
had　been。　I　saw　those　eyes　rake　over　his　tight　black　tshirt　—　shortsleeved；　though　the　day　was　
unseasonably　cool　—　his　ragged；　greasesmeared　jeans；　and　the　glossy　black　bike　he　leaned　against。　Their　
eyes　didn’t　linger　on　his　face　—　something　about　his　expression　had　them　glancing　quickly　away。　And　I　
noticed　the　wide　berth　everyone　gave　him；　the　bubble　of　space　that　no　one　dared　to　encroach　on。　
With　a　sense　of　astonishment；　I　realized　that　Jacob　looked　dangerous　to　them。　How　odd。　
Edward　stopped　a　few　yards　away　from　Jacob；　and　I　could　tell　that　he　was　unfortable　having　me　so　
close　to　a　werewolf。　He　drew　his　hand　back　slightly；　pulling　me　halfway　behind　his　body。　
“You　could　have　called　us；”　Edward　said　in　a　steelhard　voice。　
“Sorry；”　Jacob　answered；　his　face　twisting　into　a　sneer。　“I　don’t　have　any　leeches　on　my　speed　dial。”　
“You　could　have　reached　me　at　Bella’s　house；　of　course。”　
Jacob’s　jaw　flexed；　and　his　brows　pulled　together。　He　didn’t　answer。　
“This　is　hardly　the　place；　Jacob。　Could　we　discuss　this　later？”　
“Sure；　sure。　I’ll　stop　by　your　crypt　after　school。”　Jacob　snorted。　“What’s　wrong　with　now？”　
Edward　looked　around　pointedly；　his　eyes　resting　on　the　witnesses　who　were　just　barely　out　of　hearing　
range。　A　few　people　were　hesitating　on　the　sidewalk；　their　eyes　bright　with　expectation。　Like　they　were　hoping　
a　fight　might　break　out　to　alleviate　the　tedium　of　another　Monday　morning。　I　saw　Tyler　Crowley　nudge　Austin　
Marks；　and　they　both　paused　on　their　way　to　class。　
“I　already　know　what　you　came　to　say；”　Edward　reminded　Jacob　in　voice　so　low　that　I　could　barely　make　
it　out。　“Message　delivered。　Consider　us　warned。”　
Edward　glanced　down　at　me　for　a　fleeting　second　with　worried　eyes。　
“Warned？”　I　asked　blankly。　“What　are　you　talking　about？”　
“You　didn’t　tell　her？”　Jacob　asked；　his　eyes　widening　with　disbelief。　“What；　were　you　afraid　she’d　take　
our　side？”　
“Please　drop　it；　Jacob；”　Edward　said　in　an　even　voice。　
“Why？”　Jacob　challenged。　
I　frowned　in　confusion。　“What　don’t　I　know？　Edward？”　
Edward　just　glared　at　Jacob　as　if　he　hadn’t　heard　me。　
“Jake？”　
Jacob　raised　his　eyebrow　at　me。　“He　didn’t　tell　you　that　his　big　。　。　。　brother　crossed　the　line　Saturday　
night？”　he　asked；　his　tone　thickly　layered　with　sarcasm。　Then　his　eyes　flickered　back　to　Edward。　“Paul　was　

totally　justified　in　—”　
“It　was　noman’s　land！”　Edward　hissed。　
“Was　not！”　
Jacob　was　fuming　visibly。　His　hands　trembled。　He　shook　his　head　and　sucked　in　two　deep　lungfuls　of　air。　
“Emmett　and　Paul？”　I　whispered。　Paul　was　Jacob’s　most　volatile　pack　brother。　He　was　the　one　who’d　
lost　control　that　day　in　the　woods　—　the　memory　of　the　snarling　gray　wolf　was　suddenly　vividin　my　head。　
“What　happened？　Were　they　fighting？”　My　voice　strained　higher　in　panic。　“Why？　Did　Paul　get　hurt？”　
“No　one　fought；”　Edward　said　quietly；　only　to　me。　“No　one　got　hurt。　Don’t　be　anxious。”　
Jacob　was　staring　at　us　with　incredulous　eyes。　“You　didn’t　tell　her　anything　at　all；　did　you？　Is　that　why　you　
took　her　away？　So　she　wouldn’t　know　that　—？”　
“Leave　now。”　Edward　cut　him　off　midsentence；　and　his　face　was　abruptly　frightening　—　truly　frightening。　
For　a　second；　he　looked　like　。　。　。　like　a　vampire。　He　glared　at　Jacob　with　vicious；　unveiled　loathing。　
Jacob　raised　his　eyebrows；　but　made　no　other　move。　“Why　haven’t　you　told　her？”　
They　faced　each　other　in　silence　for　a　long　moment。　More　students　gathered　behind　Tyler　and　Austin。　I　
saw　Mike　next　to　Ben　—　Mike　had　one　hand　on　Ben’s　shoulder；　like　he　was　holding　him　in　place。　
In　the　dead　silence；　all　the　details　suddenly　fell　into　place　for　me　with　a　burst　of　intuition。　
Something　Edward　didn’t　want　me　to　know。　
Something　that　Jacob　wouldn’t　have　kept　from　me。　
Something　that　had　the　Cullens　and　the　wolves　both　in　the　woods；　moving　in　hazardous　proximity　to　each　
other。　
Something　that　would　cause　Edward　to　insist　that　I　fly　across　the　country。　
Something　that　Alice　had　seen　in　a　vision　last　week　—　a　vision　Edward　had　lied　to　me　about。　
Something　I’d　been　waiting　for　anyway。　Something　I　knew　would　happen　again；　as　much　as　I　might　wish　it　
never　would。　It　was　never　going　to　end；　was　it？　
I　heard　the　quick　gasp；　gasp；　gasp；　gasp　of　the　air　dragging　through　my　lips；　but　I　couldn’t　stop　it。　It　
looked　like　the　school　was　shaking；　like　there　was　an　earthquake；　but　I　knew　it　was　my　own　trembling　that　
caused　the　illusion。　
“She　came　back　for　me；”　I　choked　out。　
Victoria　was　never　going　to　give　up　till　I　was　dead。　She　would　keep　repeating　the　same　pattern　—　feint　
and　run；　feint　and　run　—　until　she　found　a　hole　through　my　defenders。　
Maybe　I’d　get　lucky。　Maybe　the　Volturi　would　e　for　me　first　—　they’d　kill　me　quicker；　at　least。　
Edward　held　me　tight　to　his　side；　angling　his　body　so　that　he　was　still　between　me　and　Jacob；　and　stroked　
my　face　with　anxious　hands。　“It’s　fine；”　he　whispered　to　me。　“It’s　fine。　I’ll　never　let　her　get　close　to　you；　it’s　
fine。”　
Then　he　glared　at　Jacob。　“Does　that　answer　your　question；　mongrel？”　
“You　don’t　think　Bella　has　a　right　to　know？”　Jacob　challenged。　“It’s　her　life。”　
Edward　kept　his　voice　muted；　even　Tyler；　edging　forward　by　inches；　would　be　unable　to　hear。　“Why　
should　she　be　frightened　when　she　was　never　in　danger？”　
“Better　frightened　than　lied　to。”　
I　tried　to　pull　myself　together；　but　my　eyes　were　swimming　in　moisture。　I　could　see　it　behind　my　lids　—　I　
could　see　Victoria’s　face；　her　lips　pulled　back　over　her　teeth；　her　crimson　eyes　glowing　with　the　obsession　of　
her　vendetta；　she　held　Edward　responsible　for　the　demise　of　her　love；　James。　She　wouldn’t　stop　until　his　love　
was　taken　from　him；　too。　
Edward　wiped　the　tears　from　my　cheek　with　his　fingertips。　
“Do　you　really　think　hurting　her　is　better　than　protecting　her？”　he　murmured。　
“She’s　tougher　than　you　think；”　Jacob　said。　“And　she’s　been　through　worse。”　
Abruptly；　Jacob’s　expression　shifted；　and　he　was　staring　at　Edward　with　an　odd；　speculative　expression。　
His　eyes　narrowed　like　he　was　trying　to　do　a　difficult　math　problem　in　his　head。　
I　felt　Edward　cringe。　I　glanced　up　at　him；　and　his　face　was　contorted　in　what　could　only　be　pain。　For　one　
ghastly　moment；　I　was　reminded　of　our　afternoon　in　Italy；　in　the　macabre　tower　room　of　the　Volturi；　where　
Jane　had　tortured　Edward　with　her　malignant　gift；　burning　him　with　her　thoughts　alone。　。　。　。　
The　memory　snapped　me　out　of　my　near　hysteria　and　put　everything　in　perspective。　Because　I’d　rather　

Victoria　killed　me　a　hundred　times　over　than　watch　Edward　suffer　that　way　again。　
　“That’s　funny；”　Jacob　said；　laughing　as　he　watched　Edward’s　face。　
　Edward　winced；　but　smoothed　his　expression　with　a　little　effort。　He　couldn’t　quite　hide　the　agony　in　his　
eyes。　
　I　glanced；　wideeyed；　from　Edward’s　grimace　to　Jacob’s　sneer。　
　“What　are　you　doing　to　him？”　I　demanded。　
　“It’s　nothing；　Bella；”　Edward　told　me　quietly。　“Jacob　just　has　a　good　memory；　that’s　all。”　
　Ja