A/N My second fanfic and my first request. Enjoy.

Summary: One week before Bella and Edward's wedding, Edward and Bella get into a fight. Out of his anger, Edward accidently hits Bella. Heartbroken, Bella runs away, hoping to never get found and hoping to find Jacob. Little does she know that a sorry Edward is searching frantically for her…

"Alice, can we take a break? I'm done for the day." I complained. I was stuck here in Alice's room, getting ready for the wedding. My feet were red from trying on shoes all day, and my face had been slathered with so much make up that it felt like my face had been numbed and put to sleep. I the idea of marrying Edward was breathtaking, but the idea of preparing for it was horrifying, especially when Alice was in charge.

"Calm down, Bella," Alice said, trying to reassure me. "We're almost finished. Just try on these last pair of shoes first." She handed my two silver, high-heeled shoes. I sighed; didn't she remember that I couldn't walk on a flat surface without high heels?

I sighed again as I wedged my feet into the shimmery death traps. Alice walked a full 360 degree turn around me, inspecting my feet as she did. Then she pointed towards the far end of the wall.

"Walk there and back," she commanded. Before I could take one step, she cut me off. "Never mind!" she giggled. "You'll just end up falling." Why couldn't she have told me that before I put the shoes on?

I admit that I was a little paranoid. I would probably end up falling when walking down the aisle. Charlie was angry at me for marrying Edward, and on top of that, my best friend hated me and was nowhere to be found. I just hoped that Jacob was okay…

"Okay! We're just about done, and the guys will be home from their trip in a few hours," Alice chirped. "What do you want to do now?"

"I want to go to La Push," I didn't think of the words before saying them; it was a reaction. I wanted to make things right with Jacob. I had to.

Alice frowned. "You know that Jacob isn't there, right?"

"But maybe Billy will tell me when he's coming home…"

"Fine. But be back in five minutes. You know how Edward doesn't like it when you're in those dogs' territory."

"I know," I reassured her. "I'll be back in a few minutes. I promise." Without waiting for her reply, I walked out of the room, grabbing my car keys as I did. I walked out the door and into my truck, excited like a child on Christmas morning. I hadn't been in La Push for almost two months, and now that Edward wasn't here, I was free.

A few minutes later, I was pulling up into the Billy Black's long, narrow driveway. Shielding my head from the rain, I half-ran up to the front door. Without hesitation, I knocked my fist twice against it. Seconds later, Billy Black appeared before me.

"Bella, it's been a while," he greeted me, his voice unenthusiastic. Was he mad at me for hurting his son?

"Hey Billy," I gulped. "Um, any news from Jacob?"

"No," he sighed. "I don't know where he is either."

I could tell immediately that he was lying; his eyes looked away from mine and his hands gripped the top of his wheelchair armrests uneasily.

Knowing that I would never get an answer out of him, I began to stride back to my truck. "Oh, well if you hear from him, tell him that he is still invited to the wedding!" I called over my shoulder.

"Wait, Bella. I'll tell you where he is." Billy's unexpected answer took me a moment to realize that he was still talking to me.

I turned around, raising my eyebrows. Was he really going to tell me where Jacob was, or was he just playing with me?

"Jacob's somewhere in New York." Billy said, answering my mental question.

Not asking why Billy was telling me this, I started to shuffle towards my car. I knew where Jacob was! "Thanks Billy!"

"Your welcome," his voice was unsure, as if he regretted telling me where his son was hiding. "But I'm just telling you this in case you have any… problems with your new husband. Jacob could protect you from anything; I'm sure of it. Vampires can lose their tempers just as fast as werewolves can." And with that, he back away from the entrance, leaving a closed door in his place.

I stood there, confused and stunned. What did he mean by that?

A/N what did you think? This was a request I got from someone and my second story. I'll update soon, I promise!