"I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN." I screamed at him. I turned on my heel and stormed out of the house and down the gravel path to my big beat up truck. I tore down the long road until I hit the highway. I just kept driving and driving, right past my small house I shared with my dad Charlie the chief of police in the small sleepy rainy town of Forks Washington. Next thing I knew I was pulling up at my best friend Jakes door. I could see him out in the yard working on his car the rabbit. "JAKE!" I called out to him as I ran over, he looked up in surprise at my arrival and when he saw my face he opened his arms and held me while I cried.
"What happened Bella?" He questioned. I broke of my sobs to answer him.
"I left him."
"You did?" He asked shocked. I know he tried to hide the happiness he felt about me leaving Edward but he failed big time.
"It hurts Jake, it really, really hurts. I had to I know that but why does it hurt so much." I cried.
"It'll get better Bella. I promise." He replied hugging me tighter. We stayed there in the yard for who knows how long. The sun began to set in the cloudy grey skies, I knew the rain would soon fall and my only option was to go home.
"Thank you Jake. For being there for me." I said to him with a half smile.
"Always Bella. Always. Go get some sleep okay."
"Yeah, thank you." He helped me back into my truck and I drove off towards home.
"Bella where the hell have you been?" My dad said with a worried expression as I walked in the door.
"I'm sorry dad."
"What's wrong?"
"I was with Jake. I um. I left Edward today and I needed to see Jake. I'm sorry." I told my father honestly.
"What do you mean you left him?"
"Well I know it can't last forever and we had a fight I told him I never wanted to see him again. I left and I don't want to see him anymore." I said with all the strength I could muster. "I think I need to just sleep tonight and hopefully I'll be better tomorrow. It hurts a lot but I think it's for the best." I couldn't believe how level headed I was being.
"Okay kid. See ya in the morning. If you need anything you know where to find me." I hugged him tightly for a few minutes before I dragged my feet up the stairs to my room. I closed the door and sunk to the floor to cry. I sat there for a good 20 minutes before I kicked off my boots and jeans and climbed into my bed and let sleep over take me.
I awoke the next morning to a screaming headache, I tried to go back to sleep but that was not happening so I made my way down stairs to take pain killers and make breakfast. My dad however beat me to it and had pancakes, eggs and bacon with orange juice already laid out.
"Mornin' Bell's."
"Good Morning."
"Breakfast?" He asked.
"Yeah, what's this all about dad. Did someone die?" I questioned.
"Nope I just realized that you have lived her with me for almost a year and not once have I cooked. I let you cook and that's not right."
"You know I don't mind dad."
"I know kiddo but I used to be pro at breakfast cooking when I was married to your mom." I laughed out loud. "What?"
"Really?"
"Yes really. I'm hurt that you don't believe me." I sat down and we started to dig in. "So Bella, I know this might come as a shock to you but I was offered a job."
"How much more promoted can you get?"
"That's the thing, it's for a lead detective position with the San Francisco PD." He told me. I dropped my fork and stared blankly at him. "I haven't said yes yet so I can turn them down still if needed."
"You would really leave Forks? Leave your job and Billy behind?" I gave him my best look of surprise.
"If it was the right thing for both of us. Yes I would. If you want to stay here we stay here." I sat back and thought for a minute.
"Tell them yes."