I am a horrible person. I have 2 other Jake/Bella stories, a Life With Derek (or 2), an Alice in Wonderland, and something else I'm sure that needs to be updated/finished and I'm posting a new story...sigh...but I was waiting for class to start today, listening to my pretty ipod, and the song Guinevere came on. The Eli Young Band seriously rocks. Find this song and listen to it. And...here's the story.

"She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets

She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it"

-Guinevere Eli Young Band

Watching her hug herself in misery was horrific to me. She was in so much pain and I was trying to fix her as much as I could. But there is only so much a sixteen year old can do. Everything seemed to trigger a memory. The leech had left her so long ago and she was still holding on to him. She was holding on so tightly. I think she'd rather feel he pain he left behind than forget about him. I wish she would just let go of those memories. I wish she could just drop them. Tear them up into little pieces and throw them into the fire to burn. But she won't or can't. I don't now anymore. And these memories were not helping her at all. I heard Charlie tell m dad that she would scream in her sleep. He also said it was occurring less frequently since she started coming to see me. I was glad that I could do that for her, that I could be the one to help her. I wanted to heal her completely.

She didn't know that I could see her, sitting in her truck, trying to get herself together before coming to see me. She finally let go and reached for the handle of the truck. I decided to make my appearance at this point and to not let her know I had seen her breakdown.

"Hey Bells!" I said, trying hard to hide the sorrow in my voice.

"Hi Jake."

She sounded pitiful. Awful. Like her whole world was gone. And I guess that's what he was to her. Her whole world. Why would he leave her? He must be the stupidest leech in the whole world. She is amazing and my whole world. And everyone thought I was crazy. I loved someone who loved someone else. Emily gave me a sad smile once and said, "Never make someone your whole world when you only live in theirs." But I know that if Bella would just let me, I could be her whole world.

"So, what do you want to do today?"

"Can we just hang out?"

"Sure, sure."

We walked into my house and she plopped onto my couch. I sat on the opposite side, trying my hardest not to cross the friendship borderlines.

"Wanna watch T.V.?"

"Sure Jake."

I turned on VH1 and some random celebrity/wannabe celebrity dating show was on. I looked at her, wondering if this was going to hurt her or be too much for her to handle. Then I heard her laugh at some stupid antic on the show and I know it was okay. These shows were dumb anyways. Everyone knows they never really find true love.

"I'm going to get a soda. Want one?" I asked her.

"Sure, sure."

I was silently thrilled that she just used my own words so casually. I knew it was stupid, but I couldn't help it. If felt like a small win against the bloodsucker. I was rubbing off on her! Hell yeah! I knew I would eventually, but I was super glad it happened so soon.

I came back in and she had that look in her eyes. The one where she would remember something about him or his family. I sighed and slipped in beside her.

"Bells, stop. Enough is enough. I've had to watch you like this for too long now. I'm tired of it. He's gone. They are all gone. But I'm here. I will always protect you and I will never leave you."

"Jake...I just can't forget."

"Yes you can. Forget them and start remembering me."

"Jake. I love him."

"Bells...you love me."

"It's not the same."

"I know it's not. What you feel for him, it isn't real. It's based on some fascination on what he is and the mystery behind it. But with me, it's not like that. It's natural. Like breathing. It would have happened if he wasn't here. That's how I know it's meant to be. No monsters and no magic, it would have happened. And it still can happen."

"I'm broken, Jake. I can't be fixed, not wholly. Not yet, maybe not ever."

"Yes you can. I can do it, Bells. Believe in me, in us."

"I...I can't."

"Bells, I'm tired of being just your friend, but I will. For as long as it takes to get you to see that I'm the best choice. I'm who you should be with. That you are in love with me."

"I've got to go."

She took off. I didn't try to stop her, I knew better. She'd be back. She always came back. I was her sun. With Edward gone, she needed me to keep her whole. Somehow, I would convince her to that she loved me as much as I loved her.

I seriously hoped you liked it. I already have this story planned out and should only be 8 chapters. They should also be longer....I hope....Reviews are lovely...Believe me!