"Jacob, what are you doing!?" I yelled. I was panicked. What the hell was he doing with a stake in his hand?
"Its for your own good Bella!" I backed away from him, had he gone mad? That wouldn't help me. Not now. Not when Edward was far far away on a hunting trip.
"Yes it will Bella! This"-he jestered to the stake in his hand with his other one-"Will too help you. It helps me." Was he mad? A I backed farther away, he walked forward, the stake raised in his hand.
"NO JAKE!" I yelled at him as he walked forward.
"Don't be silly Bella." He spoke, calmly. Slapping the stake down on the plate and shoving at me. "Eat it. It's a good source of happy." He grinned.
"Oh! Here is the A1."