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Bella's POV

He was lying in my bed, skin warm like the blazing sun. I knew it was wrong. I knew I should've turned and left but his pull was too strong. I fell quickly into him, into his hard, muscular body. His warmth... "What are you doing?" I asked confused. Utterly confused. "Shhhhh…" A soft whisper escaped his mouth as his burning hot finger pressed gently to my lips, sliding down from my lips to my neck, my chest, the rest of my now naked body, the heat of his touch emphasized by my ice cold skin. He forcefully pulled me towards him, kissing my neck, his shallow breath blowing against my ear. He tilted his head towards my mouth and leaned in towards my waiting lips. It was wrong, so wrong, but I wanted Jacob so badly in this moment. Closer, closer he got until I could feel the heat radiating off his lips. It would've felt as though my lips were on fire if the rest of my body hadn't been burning with desire. He prepared to lean in further, I closed my eyes in anticipation.

I was woken.

Woken by my darling Edward. "Bella, bella, are you okay my love? It's been so long since you've dreamt." Sudden worry ran through my body. Did he hear? Did he hear me longing for…Jacob…after I had promised to love him and him only for forever? What is wrong with me…I began to think it was just a weird dream, but the rush of butterflies in my stomach was hard to ignore. The butterflies I felt long ago when Jacob used to touch me. When I wanted him. When I was in love with him. I got up and ran with lightning speed out of the room, which was surprising because I wasn't yet a vampire. I wasn't sure about ever being one anymore.

It had been two days since we had gotten back to Forks from our honeymoon. Two days since I had seen Jacob. Things were icy at first, but he gradually warmed to me, seeing as I was still human. Still the Bella he loved so much. We sat in his garage, talking like the old days. This didn't bother Edward, but I'm starting to think it should've…no, no! I love Edward. Edward Cullen. There is no one else. No room for any other. I promised Jake…Jacob that I would come see him today, but I don't know if I should. I'm being silly. I know I won't do anything wrong, it was just a dream, for goodness sake. A beautiful dream…

I met Edward at the door as I prepared to leave. "Bella, love, where are you going? What was wrong earlier?" He spoke so calmly. "Oh uhh, it was nothing really. You know, nightmares." At this point I was really glad he couldn't read my thoughts, yet it also made my heart wrench with guilt. Should I tell him? No, that would make it a thing. It isn't a thing. It's a nothing. "I'm going to see Jake, we're just going to hang around La Push for a bit, maybe go to the beach. Nothing special. I'll be back before you know it." I said, shooting him a forced smile. His brow furrowed looking somewhat worried. "Be careful…he's easily upset these days, I don't want you to-" "Edward" I said interrupting "I'll be fine. Really."

I jumped in my rusty old truck. She was old but still sputtered along. Jacob had fixed her up for me, time and time again. I suppose me and my truck have that in common. We go to Jake broken, almost beyond repair, and he fixes us. Makes us function again, then returns us to the person we belong this. I felt a horrible lurching in my stomach. I had realised just how unfair I had been to Jake. I refused to use the car Edward had gotten me when I went into La Push. I knew what the werewolves would think of that. I thought it might upset Jake, thinking I chose Edward just because he could buy me things Jacob couldn't afford. But it wasn't like that. Not at all. As I drove, I felt myself become more anxious. "Bella, relax" I told myself "You're just friends. Good friends. Best friends. You'd never do anything to destroy that. Not again. Just relax." I was talking to myself now, trying to rationalise my dream, the butterflies in my stomach, why the hell I was going to Jake's, but the more I thought about it, the faster I drove. The more eager I was to get there and see that nothing was wrong with me. That I could control myself and that it was just a stupid. Flipping. Dream. Yes, I would be fine.

He was there in the driveway waiting for me, smiling that gorgeous Jacob smile…oh God. I got out of the car before I could think about it further. He grabbed me and literally swept me off my feet into a big, warm embrace. Hot just like my dream…I stayed suspended in the air with my arms around his enormous, rock hard body, breathing in his wonderful scent. The smell of the beach and the pine trees, rain…a mixture of all these elements into a unique smell that could only belong to Jacob. I felt his arms loosen around me as he brought me back down to the ground. "We're going to the beach today, no complaining!" He smiled again, pulling me in toe.

It was freezing down on the beach. We had stumbled around for hours, watching he waves, talking, laughing…just like old times. "So, how's school going?" I asked, dumbly. School? After everything we've been through I could only think of school? It was good in a way. It reminded me that he was a kid. "Still on break." He said, not noticing the stupidity of my question. "Ahh. How's everything with the pack?" "Good actually. I think Leah is coping a bit better now that she has someone who…understands what she's been feeling." I opened my mouth to ask who her new friend was, and I realised. It was Jacob. He understood because of me. "Oh. Are you and Leah-" "No." He snapped before I could finish asking my question. He was single, and I found this new information strangely soothing. "I-I'm sorry for prying Jacob, It's really none of my business." He smiled, looking at his feet. "S'okay Bells, we're friends. Aren't we…?" "Of course!" I said, shocked that he needed to ask.

We continued to wander slowly along the beach. It took me a while to notice that we were holding hands, and I was snuggled into the side of him. I immediately flinched and went to pull my hand away. I was shocked when it didn't follow my body as I moved to an appropriate distance away from Jacob. He was still holding my hand. Noticing me pulling away, he pulled me back in close, this time facing him. He stared into my eyes with intensity as I couldn't help but do the same. His smouldering, almost black eyes were powerful yet so warm…I couldn't look away. "Bella…" He leaned down to me, brushing my face gently with his free hand. "I've missed you." He kissed my cheek softly and released my hand from his firm grip. "Jacob…" I said, cautioning him. "What? I'm not allowed to miss my best friend…?" He asked looking a little hurt, his eyes falling to the ground. "No, no! That's not what I meant!" He was chuckling quietly to himself now. "Jacob! That's not fair." I said, mad at him for guilting me. I don't know if I was mad at him for touching me like that, or for now kissing me…

"I gotta go Bells…" He said looking angrily over my head. Before I could even reply he was running off into the woods. "Bella darling…" I heard, softly behind me. It was Edward. "Edward, what are you doing here…?" "You told me you'd be back before nightfall. When you weren't I began to worry. I had to come and find you and see you were okay." Edward was always worried about me. I loved him, it irritated me. I never had privacy. Just some time alone when he wasn't constantly quizzing me, needing to know my thoughts because they were the only ones he couldn't already see. I wasn't immortal like him, I could be hurt, and I was clumsy so I got hurt pretty often. But I could handle this. And I could handle being out after dark. I loved him, but it was sometimes too much. I told him I was going to drive my truck home alone. I didn't want to be with him for a while.