This begins mid-chapter 26 of Eclipse, page 592. When Bella goes to Jacob after the big battle with the newborns to tell him she has chosen Edward. The italiced is from the book.

I stepped in and shut the door behind me.

"Hi, Jake," I murmured.

He didn't answer at first. He looked at my face for a long moment. Then, with some effort, he rearranged his expression into a slightly mocking smile.

"Yeah, I sort of thought it might be like that." He sighed. "Today has definitely taken a turn for the worse. First I pick the wrong place, miss the best fight, and Seth gets all the glory. Then Leah has to be an idiot trying to prove she's as tough as the rest of us and I have to be the idiot who saves her. And now this." He waves his left hand toward me where I hesitated by the door.

I could see I caused the pain on his face and not his injuries. For he knew that I was here to inflict the worst kind of heartache upon him. I was going to say goodbye, that I loved Edward more.

Slowly, I began to feel the strings Jacob mended my heart with give way. I was overwhelmed with guilt; I could not catch my breath.

Jacob, as if seeing the hole in my chest return, motioned for me to join him on his bed.

Against my better judgment, I made my way over to his bed. I was standing there next to his bed looking down at his broken body, too afraid to touch him. Afraid that I might cause even more pain.

I closed my eyes, fighting back the tears that were threatening to overflow. Then I felt his warm hands take mine, gently pulling me down on the bed with him.

Without opening my eyes, I molded myself into his uninjured side. My head was spinning from the heat of his bare chest and musky, earthy smell that radiated off his body.

"Bella, Bella, Bella." Jacob was muttering into my hair barely audible.

"Jake?" I asked, knowing I could not keep prolonging what I was here to say.

"Shh, Bells. It can wait." Jacob hushed me.

I opened my eyes to glance up at his face; I could hear my breath catch at the pain I could see in his eyes. Then I noticed the single tear that was slowly streaking down his russet cheek.

I could physically feel the gaping hole in my chest getting larger, knowing the pain I was causing Jacob. My Jacob, my sun. I loved him but it was not the same as I felt for Edward. Edward was my drug, I was addicted to Edward.

Jacob slowly entwined his free hand into my hair. My head was on his chest. I could hear the soothing, rhythmic beating of his heart. A quiet calm overtook me. I could feel my body relax.

In this moment, all felt right, laying here next to my best friend, which I now knew I loved. How could I bring myself to say the words that would destroy this feeling of inner peace I just seemed to have found?

Not wanting to end this doomed happiness, I felt my eyelids getting heavy. The events of today finally took their toll on me.

I found myself standing in the meadow, facing the two men that I loved, and both beckoning me to join them. I instantly started walking toward Edward, to grab his out stretched hand.

But before I could reach my destination, I heard Jacob pleading.

"Bella, you have options!"

I stopped and turned to give Jacob an apologetic look, I was startled by the warm inviting glow that surrounded him. When I looked past him, I could see the smiling faces of Charlie, Renee, Phil, and the whole pack, Emily, Angela, Ben, Jessica, Mike and Eric. Just behind my loved ones, with their backs to me, I saw two small black haired children running and jumping in the meadow. Their sweet laughter sounded angelic.

My head snapped back to Edward as I heard his velvety voice.

"Bella, my love, it's time to go."

As I started walking toward Edward, I was shocked by the cold, gray emptiness that surrounded him.

I opened my eyes, momentarily confused at where I was. Then I heard the drug induced snoring that vibrated through Jacob's body. I glanced at the clock; alarmed to see it was 10:30. I had to get home to Charlie.

I knew that after taking the painkillers that Carlisle had given him, Jacob would be unaware of my leaving. I would have to put off till tomorrow, destroying my best friend.