Alright, let me start out by saying that I don't own Twilight, or any of the characters. We all know who Stephanie Meyers does. Of course if I owned Jacob black, I would never leave my house.

Anyway, this is all human. This first chapter is kind of dark, and Edward is a bastard. If you like Edward, turn back now. You WILL NOT LIKE HOW I PORTRAY HIM! And yes, he does hit Bella. No I am not glorifying spousal abuse, it's just how the story went.

This is a Jacob/Bella pairing. Jacob shows up in the next chapter.

This is my first fan fiction ever. Please read and review. Comments and suggestions are more than welcome.

I drove the farmiliar road from Seattle back to Forks. The rain was really coming down, so I had to really consintrate on driving. Which was really a blessing in disguise, because that ment I had something to keep my mind off of what had transpired earlier in the evening. THE reason I was leaving Seattle, and Edward for good.

That bastard I thought to my self. I had devoted myself to him for the ast 9 years, and this is how he treats me. I shuddered at the thought, and as hard I tried not to think about what had happened only a few short hours ago, I could not stop the memories from flooding back to me

FLASHBACK Hour earlier at the Swan-Cullen house right outside Seattle

"Where have you been Edward?" I asked, knowing a) full where he had been and b) that he wasn't going to tell me the truth.

"Bella, you know exactly where I have been. I am a doctor for Christ sake, sometimes we have to work late."

"Edward, Im sick of the lies, I know you werent at work. I'm not stupid, I know you have been ahving an affair, and I know it's been going on for a while. If you don't want me anymore, just tell me, becausze really, I'm sick of this. Ever since Elizabeth was born, you have been like this, and worse. So just tell me Edward." I was pissed off, and not in the mood for the lies anymore. I knew he was cheating, I know he had had a girl friend for a while, almost three years now. That's how old Elizabeth would be in March.

Edward looked at me, a bit taken back by my outburst, but then a sick smile spread across his face. "Well someone isnt as stupid as I thought. Really dear, I was wondering when you would figure it out, I certanly havent tried to hide it from you."

"Rosalie told me" His sister, she had never really liked me, so I'm sure she told me because she wanted it to ruin me, not because she was trying to help me out. Of course I had had my suspicions before her coming over this afternoon. I really wasn't stupid. I was just hoping I was wrong.

"I'll have to thank her. Really Bella, your not much good for me anymore. I mean you've really let yourself go since the birth of the child, and you never really are avalible to satisfy my needs anymore, I needed to find someone else."

"Well Edward I hope your happy. If you don't need me anymore, then I'll leave. I'll go back to Forks, my dad. Elizabeth and I will leave, and you can be a happy single man. Not that a wife and child ever stopped you."

I knew he wouldn't care if I took Elizabeth, he had never wanted me to have a child, and had never even tried to bond with her. He told me it was because he was so busy with his practice. He was an up and coming surgant, thought of as highly as his father. I met Edward in high school, when his family had moved to Forks. His parents are both doctors, and had taken jobs at the hospital in Forks. H was a senior when I was a freshman and I was totally smitten with him. And he had always seemed totally smitten with me. Of course back then I was skinny, with perky breast andf a nice firm ass. I married him right out of high school. I went to culinary school after that, and had become a renouned chef. We had moved to Seattle, and everything seemed to go fine, until I had Elizabeth. Then he seemed to change. Drinking, and staying out all night. At first I thought…well I'm not sure what I thought. But this new revelation just was it for me. I tried to make it work. But I wasn't about to stick around for all of this shit.

"I think it would be best if you left, tonight if at all possible. Take that stupid van, fill it up nwith all her things, and get out. I'll have my parents lawyers draw up divorce papers and send them to your fathers."

"leave tonight?" I blinked "Edward, it's 11pm, Elizabeth is asleep. I'll leave in the morning. Why would you even want me to leave this late, I mean really Ed….." Then it dawned on me. "You want me to leav so you can move your whore in tonight! You FUCKING BASTARD!...."

Before I could say anything else I felt a hand across my face. I looked back to see Edward had crossed the space between us quite quickly as I had my little outburst and struck me across the face. I was dumbfounded. HELL NO! He wanted me out tonight, fine.

FLASHBACK END

So here I was, driving down the highway, in the very early morning headed to forks, to my father, to start over.

I had called Charlie, told him I was coming. He was a little confused, since it was 1am when I called, but when I told him Edward was a cheating bastard, well my father almost leaped for joy. He never liked Edward, so Charlie was thrilled I had finally "come to my sences". I didn't tell him Edward had hit me. My father was the Chief of police in Forks. He also like to hunt and fish. I didn't need him hunting down my soon to be ex husband, not matter how much the bastard desereved it.

I shook my head, trying to shake the thoughts from my brain, I dint really want to think about all of this right now. What I needed was to get Elizabeth and I to my father's house. Then I would figure all this shit out. We were almost there anyway. I glanced back to look at Elizabeth, who was passed out in her car seat. I smiled. Well, at least moving her in the middle of the night wasn't as bad as I thoiught it would be.

I continued down the road, I was almost in Forks now, right out side actually near the Reservation, in La Push. I had spent childhood summers here. My father was best friends with Billy Black, the chief of the Quileutes , and he lived here on the reservation. So when I came to visit my father in the summer, he would take me to La Push, for "outdoor activities" Of course that ment I sat on a rock reading while my dad and Billy would fish. Billy had twin daughters three years older than me, and a son my age. I got along great with the girls, Rebecca and Racheal, and liked making mud pies with Jacob, but as the years went on, I didn't want to go to Forks anymore, and the visits stopped whjen I was 14. I hadnt been to La Push since then.

As I was thinking this I heard a loud pop from under my van, and then the distict sound of sriving on the rims. Shit, I popped a fucking tire. I pulled over to the side of the road right near the etrance gate tp the reservation. Great, just great. I have a donut, under all my shit in the way back, but I have no idea how to change a tire, well thank goodness for AAA. I got out my cell phone and gave them a call. They said they had a mechanic in La Push who they could get out to me very quickly, well that was goo at least. I sat in the car and waited. Waited to be saved.