Bella is sick in bed, and Edward refuses to care for her. She calls Jacob, who is there for her through it all. Stars BxE, turns BxJ. Edward and Bella are slightly O.C.

BellaPOV-

When I woke up this morning I felt like I was encountering death. A slow, painful, and sickly death at that. Edward didn't stay overnight last night, even though it was spring break.

I roll over, feeling like I'm going to throw up, grab my phone and dial his number, memorized by heart.

"Hello Bella" he answers in his smooth voice.

"Hi Edward" I croaked out.

"Is everything alright, love?" He asked, in the same tone. Weird, usually he would be freaking out right now. He's been acting weird overall lately though, probably stress of the vampire world.

"No, I feel like I'm going to die."

"I'm very sorry about that, but I can't come right now. I wish I could come back, but we left for Alaska last night, and there is no way I can come back for another two days."

"When were you going to tell me about Alaska?"

"I thought I did, love."

"Don't you 'love' me. You know what? Nevermind. I'll call Jacob"

"No, I'll come back. I'll be right there." He begged. My stomach twisted in a knot, and I felt like I had to throw up.

"Bye Edward." I dropped the phone on my bed and sprinted to the bathroom.

I threw up, and sat with my back against the cold wall for a few minutes before regaining the muscle energy to walk back to my room.

I laid down and dialed Jacobs number. He picked up on the first ring, much faster than Edward did.

"Hey Bells! What's up?" He said cheerily. Guess the pack knew the Cullen's went on vacation, and that put less stress on them. Good, they don't need it. They need sleep.

"Not much, just dying." I said, trying to mimick his cheeriness.

It was silent for a moment, then he said in a much sharper, slightly angry, but more worried tone "What do you mean Isabella?"

I can picture him gripping some kind of table or chair, about to break it in two, so I take a deep breath before answering.

"Don't worry Jake, not really. So release whatever it is you have a death grip on and put on a shirt and some full-length pants-" I go to finish, but he cuts me off laughing.

"You know me too well, Bells." I try to laugh back, but instead it knots my stomach and I run to the bathroom, phone still in hand, and immediately throw up into the toilet. Once I finish, I hear Jake on the other end of the phone, clearly worried.

"Bells! Bella! Bell! Bella! Honey! Bells! Bella! I'm on my way! Bella! Bella! Isabella Marie Swan are you still there? Bella! Answer me"

"Jake…" I manage out.

"Bella, I'm on my way right now. Are you at Charlie's house or…" he drifts off, and I hear the engine of I'm assuming the Rabbit, running top speed in the background.

"Yes, please hurry, I need you."

"Don't worry honey, I'm almost there."

"Thanks Jake" I say, then black out on the bathroom floor.

JacobPOV-

I'm probably breaking the speed limit by a thousand miles an hour, but it gets me to Bella in a much shorter time than I would if I actually stopped at signs and went a normal speed.

I swerve into the Swan's driveway and sprint up to the front door. Unlocked, of course. For a girl who is constantly being chased by vampires, she doesn't take enough safety measures. But that's what I'm here for.

"Bella! Bells!" I yell out, no response. I run up the stairs and check her room, not there either.

She better not have been kidnapped by that dirty bloodsucker.

Just then, I hear a creak from the bathroom and swing open the door. Bella is on the floor in the fetal position, sleeping. I pick her up, and carry her to her bedroom, placing her on the bed.

Once she's put down, I pull up a chair, grab her hand and start to think.

Where's the leech? Or his stupid 'sisters' or idiotic 'brothers'? Heck, even his 'parents' would be better than leaving her alone. That's when it clicked. Sam gave us time off last night because they left town.

Bella stirs and blinks open her big brown eyes. They're rimmed with tears and bloodshot, probably from vomiting.

"Jake?" She whispers, looking at me.

"Hey Bells."

"When'd you get here?"

"Probably ten minutes ago. Why?"

"I feel awful" she says, burying her head into her pillow. I rub her back, and she peeks up. "Jake?" she asks.
"Yes?"

"Thanks for coming."

"Anything for you Bella, you know that. I love you too much to let you suffer alone. You deserve better than that." I say, putting both her hands in mine.

"Apparently not" she says, wrapping her arms around my neck. Before I even get to register what she just said, she releases and sprints back to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I follow her straight into the bathroom.

She's dry heaving over the toilet, and I wonder how long it has been since she last ate. I brush her hair away from her face, pulling it together into a ponytail with one hand, rubbing her back with the other.

I continue rubbing her back, despite her 'go away' 'you don't need to see this' 'Jacob!' and others of the sort. I stay there until she's done. She sits back against the wall, closing her eyes. I stand up, fill up a little Dixie cup of water, and hand it to her.

She just opens her eyes and stares at me.

"Bella, please drink it." She obliges, and finishes it.

"Jake, why didn't you leave? You didn't need to see that." She asks, clearly feeling guilty.

"I love you too much to do that. I'll love you no matter what happens." I respond.

She wraps her arms back around my neck and begins sobbing into my collarbone. I rub her back, seems like I'm doing a lot of that today.

"Bells, what's wrong?" I ask, worried about what's upsetting her so much.

"Edward." I grit my teeth.

"What about him?" I say, trying to stay as calm as possible. She pulls away, just enough to look me in the eye and say,

"He left for Alaska last night, without telling me. This morning, when I got sick all he said was that he was sorry, and couldn't come home. It made me realize something."

"What's that something?" I ask. I'm really mad that he did that to her. My Bella. Actually, I might be more upset for Bella than mad at the leech.

"That he's not the right one for me." She said, and I realize what she meant right away.