Chap. 11

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Chapter eleven

Edwards POV

I don't think Bella was a jaguar or any other cat species. Unless she was exposed to some type of chemical radiation.

Evolution to the max.

As I drew the violet jaguar a feeling of complete rightness settled over me. No stress was on my shoulders, I was relaxed to a point of being content to sit for a century without moving.

Curiosity was evident of course but I would ask Jasper later. Bella's golden eyes blinked patiently at me as I slowly drew, trying to get everything perfect.

The finishing touches were put into place and I set down the pencil. I had finally gotten it right.

"What do you think?" I asked Bella. She gracefully came over and looked at the drawing of her. The picture was a perfect replica of the setting she was in.

Bella laying on discarded paper, body in a lazy pose, the sweater wrapped around her violet frame, and trusting golden eyes turned to face me.

Trusting.

Was violet the color of trust?

For some reason I felt honored. Bella trusted me.

For a long moment Bella looked at the drawing then began purring deep in her throat.

"I'll take that as saying you like it." I smiled and ran my hand absently over her soft head.

A loud growl interrupted our silent moment and I laughed when I figured out it was Bella's stomach.

"Hungry?"

Bella seemed to smile and she let out a happy meow.

Esme must have heard our one sides conversation because once we came downstairs she was already in the kitchen. She had almost everything out on the counters and she had a puzzled expression.

"For once I'm stuck. What do jaguars eat?" She asked me with a small laugh at how ridiculous the sentence sounded.

Bella huffed and went around to the sink. Once there she lifted herself up on hind legs and put her paws in the sink. Then she looked at me and waited. For the life of me I didn't know what she wanted.

Just then Alice breezed in, took one look at Bella, and said; "She wants her paws washed."

Esme and I stared at Alice and then at Bella. With a shrug I walked over, turned on the water, and soaped up Bella's paws. I didn't realize Alice had a camera and was taking pictures until the shutter made a small sound.

"Alice what are you doing?" Annoyance clear in my voice.

"Let your sister have her fun." Esme chided gently.

After that I ignored Alice and her camera. I just watched Bella. She walked on her hind legs toward where Esme stood. Bella stared at all the different foods and then divided them up with her paws. Esme supervised what Bella was doing and smiled once she was done.

"Chicken fried steak it is!" She said cheerfully and shooed us out of the kitchen. Disgusting smells of cooking meat reached my nose and I tried not to let it show that it bothered me.

Bella seemed to enjoy it though, her twitching nose in the air.

"I want to show you something." I said as we walked into the living room. Beside the door on a raised platform was a black grand piano. Both Rose an I played but it was mainly me.

"Would you like to hear something?" I asked her and she purred for a yes. I was starting to get used to understanding the cat.

Sweet simple music flowed through the room and everyone could hear Esme humming along as she cooked.

Bella seemed to like it. She purred while laying on top of my feet. I could feel her vibrations and it calmed me to know she was there.

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Bella's POV

I was having a nice relaxing weekend with Edward and I devised a plan. What if I eased them into liking me, showing them human qualities, and then show them who I really was under the fur?

I think it would work. I just have to ease them into it. I told myself over and over. Edwards music was calming and it made me purr in contentment. I had started to drift off into a cat nap when Esme's voice called from the kitchen.

"Dinner!"

I was up so fast I barely comprehended it myself. Alice was in there with her camera again. I was so excited for food but it quickly turned to rejection when I saw a huge mixing bowl full of chicken fried steak, mash potatoes, gravy, and stuffing sitting on the floor.

It smelled amazing and my stomach growled but I resisted the urge to dig in.

I wasn't a dog who ate off the floor.

I would just have to teach them. So I nudged a chair out from the table and hopped up. My nose was up in the air and I gently slapped my paw down on the table.

Bring food here! I wanted to say but it only came out in whining grunts.

Like before Alice got it before everyone else and set the bowl in front of me. I ignored Edward when he sat next to me.

An then Edward did something very stupid.

He pulled my food closer to me. That wasn't really a problem to my human side but it was too much for my instincts.

I growled loudly, showing my teeth, and the sound echoed throughout the house. And then the room was suddenly crowed with the whole Cullen family.

Now I just had to protect my food! I growled menacingly at every one of them. Without thinking I was crouching on the kitchen table over my food. No one was touching it.

"Edward no!" Alice screamed at him but it was too late. He had gone to move my bowl again. Just so I wouldn't upset it, my human side said but the animal part of me disagreed. He would steal it!

My claws came out and I swiped at him, catching and tearing the front of his shirt and everyone heard Edward grin in pain when my claws made contact. Three large cuts marred Edwards toned chest.

Guilt pushed my animal side down enough for me to stop my silly actions. These people had clothed and fed me!

"Edward! Are you alright?" Carlisle was at his side probing the cuts which were already healing.

"She cut me." He said in a daze. "She cut me."

I was under the table now with my head hung low. Guilt, embarrassment, and shame made itself known on my fur, making me look like a stained glass window.

"That she did." Carlisle said and he laughed. Laughed!

Why was he laughing? I hurt his son. Shouldn't he be enraged and wanting to kill me? That's how shifters are with their cubs. Anything comes near or tries to harm the cubs results in immediate death.

"You'll be fine. Rule number one with wild animals; never touch their food until they walk away. Proven fact. Edward that was very unwise of you." Carlisle chastised him.

"Look at her fur!" Alice said in glee. "It's so colorful!"

"Shame, guilt, and embarrassment." Jasper listed off absently.

When Carlisle bent down to look under the table where I was hiding I put my paws over my face in shame.

"It's alright Bella. He'll be fine. You can come out now." With a little more coaxing and reassurances that Edward was okay I came out.

Right away I looked at Edward to see for myself. He was already looking at me and my head hung low again.

"I'm sorry I touched your food." He apologized quietly. My head shot up in amazement. I should be the one apologizing. I trotted over and nudged his arm. He opened them and I hugged him the best I could.

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Edwards POV

The house was a buzzed with the finding that Bella could hurt a vampire. She truly wasn't a real jaguar. But what else is she?

I ignored the thoughts the best I could and focused on mending our hurt relationship.

I chastised myself after Carlisle did. I really should have known better.

Suddenly Bella perked up and went to the door.

"Will you be back?" I asked her, in return she hummed a yes.

About five minutes after Bella left Alice had a vision of the Denali's coming for a visit and would e here very soon. Soon as in the next twenty minutes.

Alice fluttered around, told everyone, and prepared a few rooms incase they stayed for a few days.

"There going to hunt before coming." I heard as I started playing my piano again. And then the thought connected with something I over looked.

I just let Bella out! She was in the woods. The same woods that the Denali's were hunting in!

My music stopped in the middle and I was out the door before anyone could question my motives.

I had to find Bella!

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I had to do a somewhat boring chapter to show their 'relationship' and Bella's 'true colors'. Get it? I crack myself up! Tell me what you think! How should I do the next chapter? Any advise? Vote comment fan (I fan back)

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