A/N: In an alternate universe where werewolves and vampires don't exist, I created my own version of the love triangle, based on a selection of songs for inspiration, (some are obviously from the original soundtrack) and using distinct characteristics from the originals in the Twilight saga, along with direct or changed phrases used by some of the characters.

DISCLAIMER: Stephanie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I make no profit from this Fanfiction, only joy for Jacob getting the ending he deserves.

Bella's POV

He was a bittersweet sacrifice.

I couldn't bring myself to regret the decisions I had made in the last seven months, or opportunities I had been given to change my life. But each of the events that took place before today, did change my life forever. I always knew there was no going back, but yet I kept going, kept pushing myself further, until there was little to nothing left to keep the same. These choices you are about to read could change your thoughts and feelings towards the life and consequences that I had accepted to live. I will let you be the judge from here on out.

o o o

Diamonds - Stef Lang

I had met Edward Cullen in my second year of college, I was attending the University of Alaska for a degree in literature, as was he, of course. Naturally we moved in together after six months of dating, in a medium sized second floor apartment in Port Angeles. He convinced me to let him pay for the furniture and appliances, and in result it was a perfect little home for the two of us, and in that short period of time I had become unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Edward had a large family, which consisted of his sister Alice, and brother Emmett, and their significant others and adopted twins; Rosalie and Jasper Hale. Carlisle and Esme were loving parents to the five children, and welcomed me with open arms. I was the other child, as far as they were concerned.

Edward was tall, and lean. He had bronze hair that was cropped in a stylish mess, and beautiful green eyes to die for. He was elegant, and formal, dressing in expensive clothing and talking in a gentlemanly manor. He was what a lot of women had described as perfect, and wished they were going home with him at the end of the day, instead of boring Bella. Me.

I had long brown hair, that had a natural curl. My eyes were brown too. I was thin and pale, and my high school to college friends had often made fun of my lack of color by calling me a vampire. Edward never thought it was something to laugh at though.

Life for me went by smoothly, I had a boyfriend of two and a half years and a family of his and my own. I thought it was going to be like this forever, and I was ready for it. The classic fairy tale ending came as a surprise to me, but I had never been so lucky and grateful. I had true love, and for someone like me that was rare to find. I thought I had my whole life figured out. Until I met him.

I had run into him twice before it all began. Once at the grocery store.
I was in a daze, from my previous encounter with Edward that morning and I was staring off into space while picking through a bin of apples. I hadn't realized I had my hand in mid-air, holding onto a perfect round red apple until he spoke, scaring me out of my lush day dream.

"Um, excuse me, miss? Are you going to take that apple? Cause if not.. Then I want it."

"Oh!" I said surprised and jumped back, the apple slipping from my clumsy fingers.

He bent down effortlessly and caught the apple in both hands, before handing it back to me with a sheepish half grin. Embarrassed, I shot him a quick smile before I took the apple from him and walked away, hoping he didn't know anyone I did. Alice would never let me live it down.

The second time I ran into him was at the local YMCA. I had started working out by swimming laps at the pool; after watching a movie about a group of teens cliff jumping, I had discovered I had a knack for water and a rush for adrenaline. Edward wouldn't allow me to cliff dive, so swimming at the pool was the closest thing I had to a thrill.

I had finished my seventh lap when I stopped for a breather, holding onto the edge. I had never noticed his physique before, just his deep brown eyes the first time at the grocery store. If it wasn't for his eyes I wouldn't have recognized him.

He had just come from the gym, and was drenched in sweat, his biceps glowing, radiating under his skin. He wore a grey shirt with the sleeves cut off, and a pair of cut off jogging pants, both items of clothing had sweat stains from his heavy duty work out that I unfortunately missed. His hair was cropped short and was a jet black, and he was tan skinned, and extremely fit. I guessed maybe he was about twenty.

He had been talking to the male life guard, who looked a little like him but more taller and clearly a 'ladies man' from his expressions and choice of words. The stranger finished his conversation and pulled off his shirt, exposing a chiselled chest and stomach. I gaped at the sight before my eyes, knowing it was wrong to do so when your in a long time relationship, turned away, reminding myself of my promise to marry Edward someday, and didn't watch as he cannon balled into the water, splashing me like a tsunami.

That night, after Edward and I made love, we lay beside each other, the summer fan rotating a cool breeze on us. I wondered what the apple loving swimmer's name was, where he lived, what his girlfriend looked like. Of course he would have a girlfriend, no man that gorgeous would fly solo. I turned over to kiss Edward before cuddling up under his arm. I noticed how his arm was small, compared to the swimmer's, then scolded myself for thinking like that. It was a good thing Edward didn't read minds.

o o o

Ours - The Bravery

The next day after Edward left for work, I decided to take a trip to the library; I was in need of a good book. I threw my hair over my shoulder and grabbed my purse before heading out the door to the Volvo Edward had given me for a Christmas present last December.

An hour later I had my nose buried in the book shelves, looking through different options, mumbling out loud to myself. I was feeling annoyed, and in need of a caffeine boost. Making decisions wasn't one of my greatest qualities.

"Wuthering Heights, read it. Romeo and Juliet... Who hasn't read that one."

"I haven't." A cheerful yet musky voice said behind me.

I whipped around and almost fell back into the book shelf before he reached out and caught my wrist, steadying me. A jolt of electricity rushed up my arm and into my hold body, sending butterflies scattering around in my stomach. I looked up at the man who had saved me from humiliating myself in public. Falling on my ass was a typical routine for someone like me.

"Uh, thanks." I could feel myself blushing.

"Sure, sure. Haven't I seen you somewhere before?"

"No." I lied.

"Really?" He was scratching the back of head now.

"You don't look familiar." Liar.

"Well you do." He smiled, and extended his hand. "My name is Jacob. Jacob Black."

"Bella Swan."

"Nice to meet you, Bella Swan. Looking for a book?"

"Don't tell me you work here." I almost laughed, I couldn't picture someone like him working at a library, of all places.

"Oh hell no, I just come here to pick up chicks."

Oh. A player. That's why he's single. "Cool."

"I'm kidding, I come here to look at the automobile magazines. They're pretty neat."

"Can I help you with something, ma'am?" A kind lady with thick rimmed glasses asked from behind Jacob Black. I remembered she had been on her way to ask me before I got scared half to death.

"Oh, yes." I said, blinking back into reality.

"Well, see ya later, Bella." Jacob Black said with a grin before turning away.

I turned and watched the gorgeous creature walk away, casually looking after his ass before it disappeared into another isle. I restrained from running after him and grabbing it. Remembering again, I sighed and turned back to the librarian, pretending like I had been listening.

Edward had called a few hours later asking me if I could pick up take out. He was working late and didn't want to me cook a meal and eat it alone, always so formal. I agreed and told him I had to make a stop at Starbucks before I headed over to my favourite take out restaurant, a small but popular eat in or take out Italian diner.

"Hey, Bella." A friendly voice said from his car as I was on my way out of the Starbuck's door towards the Volvo.

"What are you stalking me now?" I teased.

I noticed he was driving a Rabbit Volkswagen that he stood next to, then realized he was a grease monkey. Edward would never get underneath a car when he had Rosalie. The over beautiful sister had a knack for knowing everything under the hood. The Cullens' never visited a mechanic when Rosalie was around.

"Never know." He winked.

I set my coffee on top of the roof as I unlocked my car and opened the door, the turned to say goodbye to Jacob Black. I was shocked to realize he was standing right next to me, his tall figure looming over my smaller one. Instant vibes penetrated from my body.

"Well I better get going." I smiled, trying not to think of the abs hidden under his tight black tee.

"Do you wanna take that coffee inside and I'll get one too? We can sit down and talk." He offered.

"I thought you only picked up chicks at the library."

"Hm, maybe. But I think your more woman then chick."

I felt my whole body go beat red as I watched him look me down then reach my eyes again with his. I shivered, even though it was in the middle of July.

"See ya later, Jacob." I said, re-quoting his farewell line as I climbed in my car.

He leaned in the rolled down window and whistled. "Nice interior." I wasn't sure if he was talking about the inside of the car or if he was looking down my tank top.

I laughed him off, and turned the key.

"You sure I can't convince you to come inside?"

"Sorry, I've got errands to run." I thought it was weird I didn't mention Edward in any of my sentences.

"Sure, sure. See you around, I hope." He said before standing up and walking towards the coffee shop.

I exhaled in a loud huff and floored it the whole way home, skipping the take out. I'd make soup.

o o o

"So how was your day, love?" Edward asked as he climbed into bed that night.

It was a quarter after 11, the mushroom raviolli was either cold or dried up in the little pot. I had been dozing off an on, waiting for Edward to get home. I never slept well alone.

"Meh, the usual. Library and Starbucks." I whispered, huddling into his chest.

"Bring home any good books?"

As the conversation grew on I became more distant as I wondered more and more about Jacob's life. So far, I knew he liked apples, keeping fit, cooling off in the pool, cars, and coffee. I wondered what he was doing right now, who he was with. And at that moment I realized, I had to see him again.