If the Cullens never came back (from Jacob's view)
Picks up from page 375 of New Moon. Switches over to Jacob's view.
I killed the engine of her monster truck in front of the house, listening to the outside wind. The images of that day's events flashed through my head.
I threw my other arm around her. She was safe, and I was so happy about that. "Sorry. I know you don't feel exactly the way I do, Bells. I swear I don't mind. I'm just so glad that you're okay that I could sing -and that's something no one wants to hear." I laughed, imagining all the windows breaking as I sang.
Her breathing suddenly sped up, so I pressed my cheek into her hair, trying to help calm her. She froze, so I guessed I was wrong. I released her, reaching for the door. A blast of icy wind cooled off the cab as I got out, walking to her side.
"Bella?" I asked as we moved to the front door. What was I doing? I knew she didn't' want me, but I couldn't stop myself. "Can I come in for a bit?" Oh well, it was over. She just stared for a minute, probably wondering why I would ask. "Sure." she replied casually, stepping through the door.
I sat on the couch while she went to make dinner. Okay. I told myself. I am in this, now how do I do it? I was already started, I didn't want to back out now.
She'll probably reject me though. It would be fair. I shouldn't make her choose right now, not after today. I thought, but my mind had already wandered ahead to how I would ask. She came back almost before I finished my plan. I got up, taking a deep breath…
And chickened out. "I guess I had better go. Charlie will be home soon." I added quickly, not wanting to seem rude. She wrapped her arms around my waist, so I let my hand move to her hair. "Bella," I said, unsure of myself. I pulled her back a small bit to look into her eyes. "Bella." I whispered it this time. I released one of her shoulders to trace a line along her jaw. This was it. I hadn't meant to, but now I was forcing her to choose. If she didn't pick me, I would be okay. Outside. She would not see the shreds she left, behind.
I put her face between my hands, letting it rest there, but also trapping it. "Bella," I muttered one more time, my pulse speeding up. I was glad she could not hear it. I leaned forward slowly, her eyes wide, undecided. I paused, our faces an inch apart, waiting for her to speak. No, she would say. I can't Jacob, not now. She would try to soften the blow. It would still hurt, but I wouldn't give up. I could be patient.
She surprised me by closing that last inch. I pulled back just a single millimeter, keeping it soft. It didn't last long. I pulled away, my mission complete. She had chosen me. I could not help beaming at her. She smiled her lovely smile back at me. She is so beautiful. I thought fondly.
Charlie's cruiser ruined the moment. "I really should be going." I said, my voice still wasn't working right, so it came out very quiet. I hugged her tightly, not wanting to let her go. Unable to help myself, I kissed her quickly again. "Come by tomorrow." I said, elated. I opened the door quietly, looking back at her. At her weak nod, I sprinted off into the trees.
I didn't bother shifting, just wanting to run for longer. The joy I had felt with Bella now raged, untempered, through my whole body. She said yes! I exulted quietly. I was grinning from ear to ear, replaying the wondrous scene in my head, over and over again, until I got home.
I managed to school the expression, but I was still bouncing as I walked, when I got inside. I grabbed a quick bite to eat, saying hi to Billy, and went straight to my room. As I lied down, I couldn't help thinking about the future. We were both finally on the same wavelength for once. I would keep things normal, however, like before the kiss. I fell asleep to these thoughts, anxious for the night to end.