A/N-I wrote this while stuck in Saturday school one weekend. Let me know what you think guys. It's by no mean's my best, just the result of a little boredom and ALOT of free time.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, though I wouldn't mind havin' a little peice of that RPatz
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1/14/09

I had finally come to the realization that he wasn't coming back, and that the last six months of my life had just been a lie. Edward had finally come to the conclusion that he deserved more than me, at least, in my eyes he did.

All that was left was a shell of my former self, my broken spirit barely lingering behind after the destruction that had so suddenly wrought its way inside my life. I hated that I had let myself trust him, had given in to my feelings and let my guard down for the first and last time in my life.

There was only one person who could comfort me now, and I hoped that the bridges from our past friendship could be rebuilt once again. Heading for the phone, I managed to dial his number with my shaking fingers. The phone rang only once before his comforting voice came on the line.

"Bella."

He sounded upset, and I hoped that I had not permanently forged a wedge between our friendship.

"Jake, I-" A sob grasped my throat before I managed to choke out the rest of my sentence. The truth was, I really had no idea what to say to him. No way of knowing whether or not he could find it in his heart to forgive this poor girl who had abandoned him, only to have her heart broken and come crawling back to the comfort he had once offered.

Jake heard the heaviness behind my voice, and was immediately alarmed.

"Bella- what's wrong? Did he hurt you? I'll kill him Bella, I swear I will!"

"Jake! I'm sorry for everything. I-I need you. Please."

I knew my voice sounded pathetic, but the truth was, I had no place left to turn. Every constant I thought I had acquired in my life was gone. There was nothing left to hope for except that Jacob might have some mercy, a small spot left in his heart for a girl who had once broken it.

"Bella, I'm on my way."

The line went dead on the other end, but it was several more seconds before I could regain my composure and place the phone back to the cradle.

My Jacob, for whatever reason, still wanted to be there for me, even when I had turned my back on him. This new discovery only brought more tears to my eyes as I realized I did not deserve his loyalty. His comfort. His friendship.

I was propped on the floor against the kitchen counter, my knees pulled to my chest, my face cradled in my hands when I heard heavy footsteps crossing the kitchen floor in my direction. I felt my body being pulled upwards, into his arms. The warmth of his body and the smell of his russet skin reminded me of the dear friend I had nearly lost, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut in order to avoid the fresh torrent of tears that threatened to spill onto my cheeks.

"Bella, what has he done? Tell me what's wrong. I swear if he ever shows his face I'm gonna break it for him."

I could see the anger in Jake's eyes, hear the threatening tone in his voice, and I was a little relieved Jacob would not have the chance to hurt Edward. As much pain as I was feeling now, I wanted no harm to come to the vampire that I was sure had loved me so deeply before today.

"Jake- he's not coming back. He's gone. Forever." I had to choke out the last words as Jacob reached to wipe away the fresh tears I didn't know had formed.

"Bella, I-I'm sorry."

"Jake, you have nothing to be sorry for! I'm the one who turned my back on you. I'm the one who ruined our friendship, not you!"

My voice was hysterical with emotion, and I hoped Jake would not be scared away now. I needed him.

"Bella, as far as I'm concerned, our friendship was never over. There wasn't a day that passed when I didn't think of you. And although it hurt, I wanted you to be happy. If he made you happy, so be it. But-"

"Jake! I-"

"Just let me get this out. I-I love you, and even though I know you don't feel the same, just for me to be the one you turn to…That means the world to me Bella."

I couldn't recognize the look that crossed his face just then. While the anger was still evident, something about his eyes had changed. It seemed almost as if there was hope there, instead of sadness.

He loved me? How was that possible? How could you love someone who couldn't love you in return?

Easy, Bella. You know the answer to that question all too well..

Fresh tears ran down my face once again as I tried to respond.

"Jake, I-I don't know what to say. I turned my back on you, and yet you're still here. I don't know how to show you just how grateful I am for you right now." I lay my head against his chest as he stroked my hair, placing a light kiss across my forehead.

"I'll always be here Bella. Even if it takes forever."

I tilted my head up in order to look into his eyes as he said this.

There was no denying the truth in his eyes. He meant it.

Jake stayed with me all evening, keeping me company and trying to make me laugh by telling stories about Sam and the rest of the pack. It seemed to work, most of the time. When he noticed me beginning to get upset he would pull me into his arms again and allow me to shed my silent tears before wiping them away from my face.

Thank God for my Jacob. I don't know what I would do if he had not returned to me.

Shortly after eleven my eyes began to droop with exhaustion and I felt Jake carrying me up to my room, despite my weak protests. Charlie was working a late shift at the station tonight, and would not return for some time. I sighed as Jake tucked me into my bed, very near dozing now. Jake was my blanket, my comfort. My eternal sun, always rising just when I thought the night would never end. He always had been, whether I knew it at the time or not. I felt something soft against my forhead, guessing it was Jacobs lips, and I took the time to thank him.

"Jacob, you really didn't have to be here and listen to me blubber all day."

My words were beginning to slur and Jake laughed at my obvious pronunciation difficulty.

"Bella, I would've been here sooner had I known. Now go to sleep before you pass out on me." I felt his arms around me one last time before his heavy footsteps crossed to the doorway, shutting it softly behind him.

"I love you, Jake." And at that moment, there was no doubt in my mind that I did in fact feel for Jake. Whether it was the same kind of love he felt for me was a completely different concept. One that I had neither the courage, nor the energy to pursue at this moment.

Jake's footsteps slowly descended down the stairway and I heard the engine of his motorcycle as he headed down the street before drifting into a deep and fitful slumber.

A/N-Alright guys, review and let me know what you think!! If you hated it, let me know! Constructive Criticism welcome!