Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns everything! Poor me.

BPOV

"Bella! Stop! What are you doing?!" Jacob Black yelled, running up and grabbing my waist to drag me away from the edge of the cliff.

"Oh hey Jake! I dunno, I was just gonna start cliff diving without you cuz you took so long to get here. I really want to go!"

"Bella can't you see the storm? And the waves?"

I looked down, and sure enough, there were purple clouds coming in and the waves were crashing all over the place.

Truth be told, I had only been concerned about hearing him, I hadn't payed attention to what would happen after I jumped.

"Oh, no, I didn't see that. I was thinking about stuff." I said, blushing at my stupidity.

When he noticed I was genuinly surprised, Jake gave me one of his bone-crushing hugs. "Thank God! I thought you were trying to commit suicide!"

"No! Of course not Jake!" I was horrified. Did I really seem that depressed? Did he think I would really do that? Would I?

I tried to lighten the mood and make a joke out of this. "Besides, how could I do that to Mike?" I smiled teasingly up at him.

He growled playfully and pounced, knocking me gently to the ground and stratling me. He started tickling me and I was screaming and crying with laughter.

"Uncle! Uncle!" I yelled.

He stopped momentarily and my hysterical laughter subsided to giggles. "Say 'Mike stinks and Jake is the best! I love him because he's my best friend in the entire world!'" He commanded.

I looked up at his big black eyes and had a sudden epiphany. He was right. I loved him. But not in the way either of us thought I did – like a brother.

"Mike stinks and Jake is the best! And I love you."

I didn't realize what I had said until I saw Jake's shocked face and then we were both leaning towards each other. Our lips met and I was in heaven. I swear I must have died because there was no feeling like this on Earth. It was too good to be true. But it was true.

It was a lot better than kissing him. His lips were always ice-cold and rock-hard. Jake's were warm and soft and he didn't have to worry about control.

Finally, Jake pulled back. "Wow." Was all he could think of to say, and I agreed with him. I nodded. I didn't really have any coherent thoughts at that moment.

But then I remembered what I needed to say to him.

"Jake, we need to talk." He nodded and helped me up so we were both sitting. "I need you to understand that I'm broken. It's like there's a hole in my chest that he – Edward ripped out." I was surprised to find I didn't double over in pain at his name. "But you've been refilling that hole and I think it's almost gone. I'm willing to give you what's left of me if you'll take it. I love you and I've decided to move on. I'm sick of sitting here, waiting for him to come back to me. It's pathetic. It's true a part of me will always love him. He was my first everything. There's still a small hole in my heart that belongs to him. But the rest of my heart is yours if you want it."

I said all this and realized as I said it that it was all true. I sounded very confident and I was. I loved Jake.

Jacob had listened silently but now he laughed and I looked up to see a huge smile plastered across his face. He grabbed me up in another huge hug.

"Bella," he said, "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say those words. Let's go home. Garage?"

"Sounds good to me!" I grinned and stood up, kissing his cheek. Then I walked hand in hand along the beach, watching the sunset with my own personal sun.