I opened my eyes slowly to see Edward towering over me. Head pounding, I attempted to sit up, only to be pulled down again by gravity. "Are you okay?" He asked, concern coloring his tone.

"Bella?" He asked again when I didn't respond.

"What….happened?" I asked, confused. Why was I on the ground, underneath a pine tree?

"Oh Bella, you fell. Don't you remember?" He squinted, searching my chocolate eyes.

"I fell? Why was I….No I don't remember. Where did I fall from?" This wasn't making sense. Let's see, I was at the Cullen's house, and got a call….What was that about anyway?

"Jacob called, he said he was leaving. Rosalie said, 'Finally he's leaving the slut alone, no wonder he's a mutt.' And you got upset so you ran out here. Esme said to give you some space, so we did. You ran all the way here. You were so exhausted, yet you continued to climb that tree"-he pointed up to the pine tree I was under-"and you swayed. Alice saw you falling and I rushed over here. Right as I got here you hit the ground. Head first."

"God, no wonder my head hurts…" And I realized I was exhausted. I closed my eyes, and soon enough I was asleep again.

Later he took me to Carlisle to get my 'injury' as he put it, checked out. "Hmm…" Carlisle said thoughtfully. "I think you'll be fine. You must not have been that high up. And you don't remember anything after the phone call?"

I shook my head hesitantly.

"Let's go home, Edward. I'm tired."

"Sure, love. I can carry you…?" He suggested. I nodded, mumbling, "Carry me Romeo, back to my home." And then I fell asleep.

"Wake up, Bella. Bella!" Charlie's voice floated in from the hallway. I moaned and rolled over.

"I'll be down…eventually." My head hurt more than ever. Ugh. I leaned over and got my cell-phone. Dialing Edward's number I got up and chose my outfit.

"Hello, love. How are you feeling?" I smiled radiantly as his velvet voice calmed my nerves.

"Today I was thinking we could head to Port Angeles and check out the bookstore. What do you think?"

"Sure. I'll be there-"

"In fifteen minutes." I interrupted him. He chuckled.

"Yes, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

I headed down the stairs and told Charlie my plans. I could almost hear him rolling his eyes as he groaned and sat down. Huffing he said, "Are you sure he's right for you?"

"Of course, Daddy dearest. He's perfectly wonderfully, romantically-"

"I"VE HEARD ENOUGH! You guys have a mushy gushy teenage crush, I get it!" I started cackling.

"I was joking, silly." I said smiling. Well, halfway joking.

A soft knock came from the front room. I headed to let him in. "Hello, are you ready?"

"Yes." I replied.

On the way there, I managed to confuse myself more and more. Finaly I had to ask.

"Where was Jacob leaving to? Why would I run away from you guys like that?" He brushed his hand through my hair.

"Don't fret love. He just said he was leaving, a-and didn't plan on coming back anytime soon. But you know he will. Don't worry."

I winced as my head hurt more.

"What's wrong!?" He said, instantly concerned. "Are you okay?"

"It's just my head. It hurts-IS THAT JAKE!" I said pointing at a restaurant. A Jacob-like figure was sitting in front of the restaurant.

"Yeah, it is!" Edward exclaimed. "I wonder what he's doing..." I jumped out of the car and ran.

"Bella?" He said jumping up. "Bella...don't...come near me...please." I stopped in my tracks, alarmed.

"Jake, what's wrong?" I came closer anyway. "Why don't you want to see me?"

"It's not you...I'm stressed. I don't want to change too close to you."

"Oh." I said quietly. "Okay, well Edward and I are heading in the bookstore...see ya later...I guess." I tossed the conversation in my head for awhile, not really paying attention to the books.

"Bella, it's getting dark. We should get going..." I looked up, confused. But hadn't we just got here? Sure enough, it was dark outside.

I headed out the door, almost forgetting Edward in my dazed like state, and found myself going across the street. "Jake." I said, seeing him still there. "Why don't we talk?"

"No." He said, running off.

"JACOB! Oh come on..." I said, my voice cracking. He hated me, that was obvious. But why?