Disclaimer: Twilight it's characters and everything in the book and about the book belong to Stephanie Meyer. I'm just borrowing them so I can have some fun
This Sucks!
BPOV
I was sick of this! Jake and I had been friends for as long as I could remember. He knew what I had gone through, watched me battle depression. All because of what he had done to me. Jake was there when I needed him and had been there through everything. He had helped me get through some of the worst days and now he's stopped talking to me?
I had been so depressed after he had left that I didn't want to do anything. I just sat in my room all day doing nothing. I didn't want to talk to any of my friends even though they called and I didn't want to go to school or even come downstairs to eat. I couldn't have eaten because I had no appetite and I couldn't sleep either. Every time I closed my eyes I would see I him. I keep hearing him tell me that I wasn't good enough and that I didn't belong in his world. I kept seeing him walk away after telling me that he didn't want me anymore. That's when I would wake up screaming only to find my dad once again at my side. I felt horrible for doing this to him but nothing could keep the nightmares away.
When my dad told me that he was sending me back to Florida so I could start over I was scared. I didn't want to leave because then he wouldn't be able to find me. So I told my dad that I was going to be going to the movies with Jessica. The movies were fun and that's when I saw them sitting on their bikes. I went for a short ride and heard his voice, that's when I decided to seek danger so I could hear it more often. I took the bikes to Jake hoping he would agree to help me rebuild them. When he ran out of the garage and hugged me it felt good. I felt … well safe would be the correct word. That was something that I hadn't felt in a long time and it was very foreign. I was so sure Jake would say no after he reffered to the bikes as scrap metal.
When he said yes, I was so happy that I think I smiled maybe even laughed for a split second. As we spent more and more time together rebuilding the bikes, I started to realize that when I was around Jake I didn't hurt as much. I felt almost like my old self again. I realized that I liked spending time with him and that I looked forward to it. Finally the rebuild was done and I was getting ready to ride. Right before I took off I heard his voice telling me to stop. I wanted to hear it again so badly that I took off, but before I knew it I was going to fast. I was loosing control of the bike and it started to wobble, faintly I heard Jake's voice yelling at me to hit the break. It was too late the bike tipped sideways and I was flung off of it.
I think I hit a tree stump. All I know is that my head hurt. I was expecting Jake to tell me that I shouldn't have been so careless when he ran up to me. To my surprise he wasn't mad that I crashed a bike he had put so much time and care into fixing. He was worried about me. When he realized I was bleeding he didn't hesitate or freak out. Just took off his shirt and used it to soak up the blood. Seeing him shirtless didn't help me concentrate on what he was asking me at that moment. In fact it was one very big distraction because he's very…. well muscular and good looking. I told him that I thought he was sorta beautiful and he just smiled my Jacob smile and asked me how hard I hit my head.
Mike invited me to go to the movies and I invited all of my other friends. In the end though, the only two who showed up were Mike and Jake. Talk about awkward, me and two guys who both like me. Mike got sick halfway through the movie and we all had to leave the theater. While he was in the bathroom Jacob told me that he cared about me as more than a friend. He promised me that he wouldn't ever leave me or hurt me. I told him that I didn't think of him that way and that he was going to ruin our friendship by saying things like that. Truth is I was starting to fall for him and it scared me to the core. I couldn't tell him because if things went bad and he left I would never make it.
After Jake threatened to put Mike in the hospital I noticed that he was really warm. When I mentioned this he bolted, I haven't talked to him since that day. I was told he had mono by his dad Billy. Now don't get me wrong I understand that people get sick and mono isn't something that you just get over in a few days. But is he really so sick and so tired that he can't pick up the phone and call. I don't want to talk to him for hours on end, I just want to talk to him and know that he's ok. It could be a five second call for all I care. Over the course of the last few days I've realized just how much I care for Jake. I've realized that the only time I ever feel safe and whole is when I'm with him. I want to tell him but he won't pick up the phone. I need him to know this which is why I'm in my truck, driving to La Push in a very cold, torrential downpour.
JPOV
This seriously sucks! I feel like the worst friend in the world right now. I promised Bella I wouldn't hurt her and now I'm powerless not to. After that bloodsucker Edward left Bella, I heard Charlie talking to my dad about how she would just sit in her room and stare off into space. How at night she would have nightmares so bad that she would start to scream. Hearing that made me want to find that leech and kill him.
When I had heard her truck pull up a few months later and saw her get out I was so ecstatic she was finally out of her room. She told me that she had picked up something that she wanted us to work on. She had two motorcycles, or what used to be motorcycles, in the back of her truck. Now, they were just scrap metal and that's exactly what I told her. Then she said that she was hoping I could rebuild them so she could learn how to ride. I wasn't sure it was actually possible but seeing her enthusiasm for the idea of it made me say yes. I mean if she was even remotely excited this was a good thing and a far cry from the depressed Bella that Charlie had described. The look of happiness when I asked her when we started convinced me I was right.
We spent a fair amount of time together while I rebuilt the bikes. Finally the day came to teach her how to ride. When she finally got on and took off I was a bit worried, she had looked really scared right before she left. Suddenly I noticed the bike starting to wobble. I yelled at her to hit the break realizing that she was going to fast and had started to loose control. It was too late and the bike fell over flinging Bella off of it and sending her flying into a tree stump. I was so worried as I jumped on my bike and raced to her side. She was ok just bleeding a bit. When she apologized I almost laughed at the absurdity of it, until I remembered who she used to hang out with. I used my shirt to soak up the blood and when she said I was sorta beautiful my heart started to race.
I know that Bella just got out of a bad relationship but I've been falling for her sinceI delivered her truck to her. Our time together recently has made me care about her even more. So when we went to the movies and Mike kept making passes at her I got annoyed. I had just told Bella that I cared for her and promised her that I wouldn't leave her and that I would never hurt her.
After I threatened to put Mike in the hospital, Bella commented that I was warm. I headed home and not even two days later I got really angry and turned into a huge wolf! That's when I discovered that the legends of our tribe are true. I missed Bella and wanted to go see her or at the very least call her but Sam issued an Alpha order that I'm not to contact her. I can tell by how she sounds in the voice mails she's leaving that she's hurting and it's killing me knowing that I'm breaking my promise and hurting her at the same time. But Sam gave the order and since Alpha's orders have to be obeyed there's nothing I can do but patrol and sit around my house hoping she's ok.
Authors note: This is my first ever fan fiction story. Reviews weather good or bad are greatly appreciated. All I ask is this, if you have something negative to say about the story please be polite about it. In other words don't swear at me or call me names. I appreciate critcism because it tells me how to improve but name calling is just childish. Review please it keeps me writing!