I Know You See Me Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

I don't own Twilight, nor am I affiliated with Stephenie Meyer, Summit Entertainment or Lionsgate Films. Chapter title is from the song "Inconsolable" - Backstreet Boys and the story title is from the song "Fallout" - Marianas Trench, those belong to the artists and I am not affiliated with them, either. Hope you all enjoy!

*I Know You See Me*

*Bella's POV – A Thousand More Regrets Unraveling*

Everything had changed in my life; I was so completely different now. Five years had passed since I had left Jacob behind and flown to Italy to rescue Edward. Five long years since I'd realized that eternity as a vampire wasn't what I'd wanted after all. I'd blown my chance with who I truly wanted when I'd left him, standing there on the darkened street in front of my father's home and left with Alice to rescue Edward. Five long years since I'd left the love of my life behind.

I had moved on from Edward, and was finally making up my own mind about what I wanted to do with my life. I had gone to college and received my degree in Early Childhood Development and was now teaching the Second Grade at Dry Creek Elementary School in Port Angeles. I now lived with my roommate, another girl from Forks and the one true friend I had made and held onto from Forks High. Everything should be good, I should be happy with my life, right? Wrong, because I didn't have Jacob. There was no happy life for me without him.

Angela cleared her throat once and broke me from my internal musings. She sighed and pulled her red-rimmed glasses off of her face and glanced at me for a split second. "Bella, you're lost in your thoughts again," she said softly before her eyes once again focused on the computer in front of her.

She knew me better than anyone except Jacob, and she could now tell when my mind was wandering away from me. Angela Weber, the quiet girl who'd taken me under her wing when I'd first come here to Washington State. I'd been shyer than her, more reserved and scared of the possibilities that awaited me in this new place. I had changed, Angela had not.

She was still quiet, shy, reserved and had an exotic quality about her that most girls only dreamed of having. She was unquestionably gorgeous, with her beautiful, straight black hair that hit just below her shoulders and her perfectly shaped nose that was perched just so right on her face above her lips that even I could imagine would be soft as clouds and probably tasted just as sweet as they looked – not that I'd ever tried anything like that, but who was I to say that I wouldn't do it if the chance arose?. The oval shape of her face was enviable and her eyes, smooth pools of caramel, were heavily lined by the longest, thickest lashes I'd seen outside of magazine ads. She was gorgeous.

The best thing about Angela though was that she didn't know just how beautiful she was. She didn't use her looks for things and she didn't act snotty like other girls did, she was just happy and kind and didn't even think on the fact that she could have any guy she wanted. She was a wonderful person and that's what I loved about her most.

She and I were the best of friends, closer than most siblings, and so she now knew my secret. The secret I'd been carrying in my heart for the past five years. I was desperately in love with Jacob Black, more so now than I had been before, and I was lost without him. She took it in stride - of course she didn't know about wolves or vampires, that wasn't my place to tell – and told me the solution to my problem was simple (Queue images from the Little Mermaid). I had to find Jacob and tell him the truth. I had to tell him how I felt and beg him, if necessary, to take me back.

Though I agreed that was what needed to be done, it was all far from simple. Jacob hadn't wanted to speak to me when I'd returned from saving Edward, and he still didn't. I'd tried calling, showing up at his house… everything short of stalking him, and the truth was staring me in the face, he just didn't have it in his heart to forgive me this time. I'd broken him beyond repair, and he didn't want me anymore. That hurt me more than Edward leaving me ever could have… Jacob didn't want me.

I could still remember when he'd look at me like I was the most important thing in his life, his dark eyes always finding mine as that cocky smile formed on his lips. His face turning shades of red as I would lick my lips or as he watched me bend over (I'd known he was there) or the way he would quirk one eyebrow at me as he bit down on that luscious bottom lip of his. I'd get lost as I imagined what it would be like to taste his mouth and thoroughly kiss him. I'd imagine what his hot body would have felt like above mine as he took me to pleasurable heights that only my imagination could make up. Every sexual fantasy I'd ever had while I'd been with Edward had been about Jacob, though at the time I'd denied even being attracted to Jake (how stupid of me to think I could deny my feelings for him). I'd desired warmth, and sunshine and life but I'd been selfish and had been willing to hurt who I'd truly wanted just so I could have eternity. I'd known before I'd even left to rescue Edward that I didn't want him anymore, I'd just been so scared as I fought against my feelings for Jacob that I didn't truly see until it was too late.

Breaking from my thoughts, I glanced up from my own computer screen and peeked over at Angela once more. I could feel the flush of embarrassment cover my face and my chest as I squirmed in my seat. The tell-tale wetness between my legs and the harshness of my breathing giving me away that I'd once again let my thoughts run away to Jacob. He'd been in my every waking and sleeping thought since the day I'd let myself feel the truth about my feelings for him, and I was slowly going mad with my unfulfilled desire for him. I had to have him back, and I wasn't going to give up until he realized he needed me, too. I would spend the rest of my life fighting for him if that was what it took, but how was I going to do that when he wouldn't even talk to me?

Angela let out a heavy sigh as she pounded away at her keyboard with a ferocity that I didn't know she possessed. Who knew that doing lesson plans for the coming months could invoke such anger and hostility from anyone let alone sweet, quiet, reserved Angela Weber?

"You okay, Ang?" I asked as she looked over at me, her brows were knit together in concentration or anger, I couldn't tell which, and her fingers stopped moving over the keyboard as she simply stared at me.

"Bella, you can't keep doing this to yourself," she sighed once more as she turned bodily toward me. "You need to call him or something, go to his house; you can't keep beating yourself up over something that happened when you were 18. If you love him, and I know you do, you need to tell him. I just can't stand much more of this."

"He doesn't want to see me, Ang, and he sure as hell doesn't want to talk to me. Besides, it's been five years anyway, he's probably married by now," the words tasted bitter and foreign as I let them slip from my lips. I wanted to cry at the simple thought of Jacob with anyone that wasn't me, once again proving just how truly selfish I was. Sure, I wanted Jacob to be happy, but I wanted him to be happy with me.

"What if I told you that I know he's not married?" she asked as she scooted across the couch and grabbed my hands in hers. I started shaking slightly as I looked up at the girl I now considered my sister and choked back the tears that were threatening to make an appearance.

"How could you possibly know that?" I whispered, my voice only cracking once. That was an accomplishment, considering how close I was to breaking down at the moment.

"Well, I've run into him a couple of times… when I go visit my parents. We've sort of been talking." I glared at her and I had to fight back the urge to rip her hair out. She was talking to him? How was she talking to him? "As friends, Bella, nothing more, I swear! I would never do that to you."

If this was a joke I was going to kill her. She had been talking to Jacob, my Jacob?

"He owns a garage just outside of La Push now and he's not married. I don't think he's even dating anyone at the moment." She shrugged as she pulled herself even closer to me, her legs folded yoga-style as she released one of my hands and pushed some of my hair behind my ear. "I think that it's about time for you to tell him that you were wrong. You've been hiding away long enough and he deserves to hear the truth. Even if nothing can come of this, don't you think he has the right to know that you are in love with him?"

I nodded and blinked rapidly, the tears even closer to the surface now as I thought about facing Jacob Black again. How would he react to seeing me? How would I react to seeing him? I didn't even know if I could talk to him let alone see him face to face.

"You have to do this Bella or you'll always wonder about what could have been."

She was absolutely right. As it was, I'd already missed out on five years with Jacob and there was no getting those years back. "Okay," I whispered softly. "How do I get a hold of him?"

Angela smiled brightly and pulled her hands away from mine. She was giddy (very Alice-like) as she reached back toward her computer and grabbed her cellphone, her fingers moving over the touch-screen rapidly and then she thrust it at me while the number dialed. My throat felt as if it was closing up and my hands were shaking as I held the phone up to my ear and listened to the ringing on the other end.

"Hey, Angela, what's up?" his voice answered after the third ring. My eyes locked on hers and my mouth moved to form the words that I so desperately wanted to say but nothing came out. His voice was exactly how I'd remembered it and it was doing so many things to me that I couldn't even think of what to say.

I couldn't do this… I can't…

"Ang, you okay?" he asked as his voice took on a bit of a panicked tone. "What's wrong? Is it Bella?"

He knew Angela was my roommate or at least that she was in contact with me. What had she told him? Not that I could ask her that at the moment, but that conversation would be happening as soon as I could remember how to fucking talk.

Jacob knew Angela was with me and he was worried… about me?

"J-Jacob," I choked out, my hands shaking even harder and the tears were now rolling down my face in warm rivulets. "T-this is B-Bella."

My breath was now hitching as I sobbed openly. The other end of the phone was completely quiet now and I was afraid that he'd hung up. This wasn't happening; I needed him to listen to me though I had no right to even ask him to give me a chance to explain. The reality of all of this was I had ruined everything Jacob had done for me in one single moment, and I deserved nothing from him. I hiccupped through my tears, strong Bella was out the window at the moment, blubbering and sobbing Bella was present and accounted for. I was a complete fucking mess as I waited for him to answer…

"Bella…" he whispered softly, his voice wrapping around my name in the sweetest symphony I'd ever heard in my life and then my world came crashing back down around me in the bitter reality that I had come to know. "What do you want, Bella? Why are you calling me from Angela's phone?"

I fought against the anger that boiled up inside of me… he didn't deserve it. I had no right to be angry with Jacob. He had every right to be angry with me after what I'd put him through and I couldn't ruin this. Not now that I had him on the phone with me for the first time in five years. I couldn't let him go…

"I'm sorry, I just had to talk to you, don't be upset with Angela," I answered, my voice sounding a lot stronger than I felt at that moment. "I miss you and I had to hear your voice. T-there's so much I have to say to you."

He was silent once more and I was really worried that he'd hung up this time. I pulled the phone away from my ear and watched the timer of the call continue to click through the seconds. He was still there… I had to tell him, I had to tell him before he hung up on me. I put the phone back against my ear and inhaled deeply as I focused my eyes back on my friend and roommate, she nodded her head and quirked her lips in a small smile of encouragement.

"Jacob, I have to tell you so many things," I said softly as I listened on the other end to make sure he was still there, at least I hoped he was. "I'm so sorry for everything I did, I was wrong. I have wished so many times that I had done things differently and if I could change it, I would. I was wrong and I should never have left that night."

"Bella," he whispered. My body was reacting to his voice in ways I'd never expected. I was so hot for him that I couldn't stand it but I didn't have time to think about that as he rushed on. "I begged you, I begged you to stay with me. I did everything I could to make you see that I was the right one for you and you still left me."

"I know, Jake, I'm so sorry," I answered quickly, trying hard to make sure he could hear the sincerity in my voice. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't regret what I'd done to him and if he'd give me the chance, I'd make sure he'd never have a reason to question my feelings for him again. "I just want to tell you that when I got back I tried to get a hold of you. I will never forgive myself for what I did, but I'm hoping that you can forgive me. I miss you so much, Jacob, and as soon as I got back I let them go. The Cullens, all of them, haven't been a part of my life since."

"What exactly do you expect me to say, Bella?" he sighed and I could hear him rubbing his hand roughly over his face. He hadn't hung up on me yet, that was a good sign. He was pissed off, beyond pissed off, but I would take his wrath as long as he would talk to me. "I'm not quite sure what you want from me, so why don't you just lay it all out for me, huh? Because I'm at a complete fucking loss how you think I could just forget about all the shit you put me through."

His anger toward me was deserved but it was also making it hard for me to concentrate when he was growling like that into my ear. He had no idea what he was doing to me at this very moment but I was to the point of almost getting up and driving to his house and showing him just how sorry I truly was and how badly I wanted him. I glanced back at Angela and she nodded once and got up off the couch. She made a hasty retreat to her room and I waited until her door closed before speaking again.

"Jacob," I sighed but it came out more like a moan. Oh good, make him think you're even more unstable. "I know you're angry and you have every right to be angry with me but I'm trying to tell you that I know now… shit, I've known for a long time that I made a mistake. I should never have left because I knew in my heart that I didn't even fucking want Edward anymore! I was just so scared of admitting to myself what that meant."

"What exactly does that mean, Bella? Pretend for one fucking second that I'm stupid and spell it out for me," he hollered back. My heart leapt into my throat as I found myself feeling sick to my stomach and I was worried that he wouldn't even hear the words I was about to say to him.

"I shouldn't have gotten into that car, you shouldn't have answered the door, none of it should have happened the way it did. I knew before I even left that I didn't want Edward anymore. I was just so scared of facing the truth. I love you. I'm in love with you Jacob and I have been trying to find a way to tell you that for the past five years. I love you so much and…"

I stopped talking; it didn't matter anymore because he wouldn't hear anything else I had to say. I stopped talking as I heard a click from the other end of the phone followed by dead silence.

*Jacob's POV*

I listened as she spoke the words I'd longed to hear for so long and my heart constricted tightly in my chest. She'd known… she'd known that she was in love with me and she'd still left me. That was all I could take, I pulled the phone away from my ear and hit the end button. I couldn't do this, I couldn't listen to her tell me everything I'd already known. I'd known that she was meant to be mine, I'd even told her as much. She'd been so scared that I'd imprint and leave her, I knew that. Imprinting was rare… only Sam and Jared had imprinted in our pack. I'd talked to her endless times, just trying to get her to believe me and see what I already saw. I knew I wasn't ever going to love anyone but her, and I had seen the looks on her face when she'd looked at me. I'd given her time and I hadn't pushed even though I knew in my heart that she felt what I was feeling for her. She was in love with me; she just had to admit it to herself. She'd gotten closer to the pack, to her father, and to me in the months after the leech left. She smiled more, she seemed genuinely happy for the first time since even before he'd left her. I had been so sure that she felt the same about me… I hadn't been wrong, after all.

But she'd still left me standing there that night…

I'd begged, I'd pleaded and practically become the dog her bloodsucking 'friend' had said I was. She was right about one thing; I shouldn't have answered the fucking door that night. I'd smelled her there before I'd even opened the door and I should have just left her standing outside on the front step. I didn't like her or Edward fucking Cullen, no matter how much everyone thought they were different… something didn't sit right with me about them.

Instead of going with my gut, I'd opened that door and I'd stood back and watched as Bella talked to the leech and somehow got talked into flying to Italy to save Edward. I begged her not to go; I was about one second away from falling to my knees and holding her there. I'd done everything short of throwing myself in front of that fucking car, though I know I would have done what she asked me to. I'd given her all of myself but it wasn't enough. Why couldn't I ever be enough for her? I'd never kept things from her; I loved her with my whole heart, my soul and everything else I had to give. I gave myself to her freely, and all I'd ever asked in return was for her to love me… and she had, she just hadn't told me. She loved me… but she'd still left me to go to Italy to save her leech.

I'd loved her (still did) so completely, and I'd been sure that she'd finally picked me. I'd been so sure of everything that had to do with Bella Swan, and she still managed to surprise me when she cut me down. She should have told me of her feelings for me before. Sure, now she was telling me everything I had wanted so badly to hear back then, but it was too late. I'd spent the last five years trying to get over her, and I wasn't going to change my mind about it now. I still cared for her, fuck; I was still deeply in love with her. But I wouldn't go back and get my heart ripped from my chest again and watch her squeeze the life out it only to hand it back to me with a shrug and tell me she chose the bloodsucker... never again. I didn't have the strength for that shit anymore.

No other person in this world could break me quite the way Bella Swan could.

"Jake." Embry walked into the office wiping his grease and oil covered hands on a rag, his eyes wide and knowing. "You hung up on Bella?"

"Yeah," I said simply as I pushed my chair back from my desk and stood. I pulled the top of my coveralls back up over my t-shirt and zipped it up. "I can't get into these things with her right now. She made her choices and now she has to live with the consequences."

"Fuck, man, she just told you she's in love with you and you're still not going to let her back into your life?" he asked as he stepped back into the doorway, his bulk filling the area so I couldn't step around him. I didn't want to fight with my friend, but I was in the mood to just toss his ass if I had to. "Isn't that what you've always wanted? Come on, Jacob… you still want her. You still love her…"

"Like I said, Em, she made her decisions." I shrugged my shoulders half-heartedly. Embry was right of course, my whole pack knew it. My feelings for Bella had never changed, but I wasn't the same naïve teenage boy that I had been. Things were different now… I was different. Of course, deep inside I was fighting with myself, I wanted to call her back and tell her how much I still wanted her and that even after everything she'd done I was still in love with her, but I couldn't do that. I couldn't just let her back into my life because of a few pretty words. She owed me more than that. She'd have to prove to me in the end that I was really the one she wanted. I wasn't going to give in so easy this time. She wasn't going to break me, never again. I was better than that, and I deserved to be treated better than I had been in the past. "I'm not a fucking lap dog that's going to just run back and hope like hell that she's sure this time, she's going to have her work cut out for her if she's ever going to get me back."

Embry nodded once and stepped aside to let me through. I went back to work on the car I was currently restoring. I had practically drooled all over myself when they'd hauled it into my garage. The '66 Shelby Cobra 427 was a piece of mechanical art (and it was drool-worthy) and I was beyond ecstatic that I was the one that got to fix it up and bring it back to life. This was how I'd passed my time in the last five years, there was nothing quite like being able to restore a small piece of history with my own two hands.

"What the fuck is up with him?" Quil asked as he slid out from under a car in the bay next to mine. His eyes met Embry's and then he turned back toward Paul and Seth. Most of my pack worked for me these days, and they also put up with my shit when I couldn't hold the stress and hurt in anymore. They could also tell, feel, when something wasn't quite right with me or one of our other brothers or our sister. Today was no different… and it had started out as such a good day, too. "You all right, Alpha?"

"I'm fine, Quil. Just get back to work," I sighed as I lie down on my creeper* and started to roll under the car so I could block everything else out. Apparently Paul wasn't having that though as he grabbed the end of it and whipped me back out in the open and stood over me with his legs on either side of my body.

"What the fuck is the issue, Alpha? We can feel your anger," Paul growled deeply in his chest. I knew I must have been throwing off some serious vibes for my pack to be on alert like they were. Quil and Seth, along with Embry were all surrounding me in a semi-circle with their arms folded over their chests as Paul continued to stare down at me. "Something's changed in the past half hour or so, and it all started with that damn phone call. I take it that it wasn't something you wanted to hear?"

Embry glanced down at me for a moment before he looked back up at the other three. "He talked to Bella, that's why he's so pissed off."

"Bella called you?" Seth piped in, his smile splitting his face in a way I hadn't seen in quite some time. Bella was, after all, close to becoming his sister if Charlie and Sue would hurry up and tie the knot already. "I thought you weren't talking to her."

"That's the thing, she called me from Angela's phone," I growled and maneuvered my way up from under Paul's legs. My fists were clenching and my body was shaking slightly. I really didn't want to talk about this; I didn't even want to think about Bella at all. It was bad enough that I'd just sat in my office and hashed things over in my mind. I hadn't thought that thoroughly about my past in five fucking years and here she was dredging up memories of better times and what could have been. I was still hurt, I was pissed… and I wasn't going to let her break me again. I didn't have the luxury of thinking of just myself; I had a pack to look after and a garage to run. There was just no room for Bella anymore. She'd made her choice; it wasn't my fault that it didn't work out the way she'd wanted it to. She'd left me. "I answered because I'd thought it was Ang, I had no idea that it was her."

"She told him that she was in love with him, she left Edward as soon as she brought him back from Italy. She's been trying to get a hold of Jake all this time," Embry cut back in. I was going to punch him right in the fucking face. Didn't he know when to keep his mouth shut and mind his own business? "And then he hung up on her, didn't really give her time to explain everything. She doesn't know that he still feels the same way about her." Apparently fucking not.

"Embry, shut the fuck up," I snarled loudly at him. I could feel the tremors coming faster and my bones were starting to snap and realign. I had to calm down… "I don't ever fucking want to talk about Bella Swan again, is that understood?"

They all backed away from me slowly and I closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply through my nose. I couldn't do this shit; I couldn't live my life hoping that Bella had finally come to her senses and made the right decision for once. I wasn't going to waste my life pining away for someone that changed their mind all the time. There was no hope for me and Bella, not anymore…

*Bella's POV*

I couldn't stop the tears from falling as I stared at the phone in my hand. I could call him back, but he would just hang up on me again. I'd really messed up. I'd lost everything and there was no one to blame but myself. Jacob had offered me everything and I'd walked away from him without even glancing back. Of course he was pissed off at me, and if I were him, I wouldn't forgive me either. He deserved better than me…

"You okay, Bella?" Angela asked softly as she sat down on the couch. She looked at me and then used her hand to push some of my hair behind my ear. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything about Jacob before, but there is something else I need to tell you."

"I'm fine, it's all fine," I sighed and wiped some of my tears away with the back of my hand. "You didn't have to tell me anything. Jake can be friends with whomever he wants, I don't have a say in that."

"It's not like that, Bella. I started talking to Jacob because, well, I'm sort of seeing one of his friends," she smiled softly as a deep red blush started making its way up her chest and onto her cheeks.

"That's great, Ang. I'm happy for you, really. Who is the lucky guy?" I wanted to be happier for her, but I was worn thin. My heart ached and my head was throbbing from crying so much, but I really did want to share in my friend's happiness. I could do that for her… I could be a good friend.

"Quil Ateara. We've been together for about six months now, I just didn't… I'm sorry I didn't tell you before," Angela whispered as she glanced my way, her fingers rubbing together nervously. "I know this is probably not the best time for you to even find out about this, and I'm truly sorry. I didn't expect to fall for someone that was friends with your Jacob. It just happened."

"Angela, it's fine. Quil is a wonderful man and I know that he will take very good care of you," I said as I grabbed her hands in mine and pulled her to face me. This was my best friend and I wouldn't let anything come between us, not that this would have. Quil truly was a wonderful person and I loved him dearly. He and Embry had been my friends before everything happened and now Seth and Leah were going to be my siblings… if my dad would hurry up and make an honest woman of Sue. "I'm happy for you, and I'm not mad, not at you or Quil. I'm mad at myself; I'm the one who ruined this with Jacob. I wouldn't forgive me either if I were him. I really hurt him… too many times and for reasons that I don't even quite understand. I knew that I wasn't in love with Edward and I still continued to hurt Jacob and hold him at arm's length. You and Quil have nothing to do with why I'm upset, that's all on me."

"Maybe we can help you though, I mean, Jacob does care for you still," she said excitedly, her nerves all but gone now and the smile once again in place on her lips. "What about, we could maybe make it so you guys run into each other or something?"

"I don't think so, Ang, I think that's a bit played out isn't it?" I laughed softly; my tears now just dried salty trails on my cheeks. I couldn't stay upset; if Jake couldn't find it in himself to forgive me then I had to move on, too… no matter how much it hurt. "Besides, Jacob would be totally pissed off at Quil if he ever found out."

"Nah, Quil's really good at hiding his thoughts from Jacob," she said with a shrug. So she knew about the wolves… but did that mean…

"Angela, how much do you know?"

"Enough, Bella, enough," she answered. "Lemme have my phone, I need to make a call, okay?"

I handed her phone to her and watched as she dialed another number, her foot tapping softly on the light blue carpet beneath her feet. I watched another smile pull across her lips, this time it was bright and happy and full of what looked like love. "Hi baby, how's work going?" she asked as she looked back toward me, her eyes full of mischief. I didn't like this one bit. Nothing good ever came from her looking like that. "I'm with Bella right now, and I was wondering… can you talk... privately?"

She waited a minute before she spoke again; apparently Quil hadn't been somewhere private enough. That meant he had been close to Jacob and that fact alone had my heart racing and my palms sweating. I couldn't help but think about his voice, his smile, his eyes and how they used to light up when I'd walked in the room, his hands… all of him. I was a lost cause; I was ruined for any other man besides Jacob Black. I just had to fix this…

"Okay, well, Bella talked to Jacob and told him how she felt. I know Jake is upset, but I also know he still cares about her. I want to set up a way for them to run into each other, can I bring her along with me tomorrow night?"

My eyebrows rose high on my forehead as I listened to Angela's side of the conversation. This girl was going to get me in trouble. Jacob had made it quite clear that he didn't want to see me, period, and I didn't want to mess this up even worse than it already was. I tried shaking my head no at her but she just shushed me and went back to her conversation with Quil as if I hadn't even been there.

"Good, we'll see you tomorrow then. Yeah, we'll be there around 7 o'clock, okay? Yeah, just make sure he's there, Quil, or so help me. All right, I love you. Yep I will, bye, baby."

I sat there watching her with my mouth open. What the hell did she just do?

"All right, Miss Bella, come with me," Angela said with a smirk as she stuffed her phone into her back pocket and reached toward me. I took her hand and hefted myself up off the couch, my mind racing at what exactly she was planning. This couldn't be good…

"What are we doing?" I asked hesitantly. I knew that she and Quil were doing something that was going to piss Jacob off, and I was even more scared now that I knew there was a chance that I was going to see him tomorrow night. I also couldn't help but feel a bit excited at the prospect of seeing him, too. I wanted to see him, I wanted to hug him and kiss him and tell him over and over how much I loved him and missed him. I just wanted things to go back to how they'd been before I had been stupid enough to leave him behind.

"We're going to find you something to wear for tomorrow night, and I'm going to do your hair and make-up tomorrow before we leave. You're going to look so hot that Jacob won't be able to stay away."

I followed behind her and didn't say anything. I'd let her do whatever she wanted and I'd also let her put me into whatever ridiculously tight and skimpy outfit she wanted if that meant that Jacob would talk to me. I'd keep my mouth shut the whole time she did my hair and make-up too. I would do whatever it took to get him to look at me again the way he used to.

When we reached her room I sat on her bed as she tore through her closet and dressers like a mad woman, throwing outfits all over the place and shoes were flying from the open closet doors. Angela was a woman on a mission, and I wasn't going to fight her, not about this.

"He's going to forgive you, Bella," Angela said as she pulled more outfits out and set them on the bed beside me. She sounded so sure, but for some reason I couldn't make myself feel the same way. Jacob was angry and hurt, and I wasn't sure I had it in me to change his mind about that. After all, I'd been the one to hurt him in a way that he hadn't deserved.

I had been a fool to let him go, and now I was paying the price for being stupid and naïve. I had lost Jacob, and that was my biggest regret. I'd lost him; I just hoped that I could get him back and make him see that I would spend the rest of my life loving him the way he deserved… the way it should have always been before I'd messed everything up.