DISCLAIMER: Meyer owns all characters. Not me. And the reference of 'Hot Chick", also not mine

Chapter 1 - Good bye

As I walked to the little red house, I couldn't think of what to say, "Hey Jacob. I'm sorry. I love you, but I'm choosing Edward. Have a nice life!" Yeah Bella. Real nice. God, WHY did it have to be this way? How can I do this? To him. To myself. All those months of spending time in that small garage were some of the best months of my life. I was at home here. I felt safe. But I had to do this. Edward is my life. I can't live without him. This will all be worth it...right?

Before I even figured out what my soon-to-be speech would have been, I found myself in front of the old familiar door with chips of white paint coming off. And before my hand even connected with the wood, I heard a gruff "Come in" from beyond the door. I slowly opened the door and walked into the Black's small living room, which looked even smaller with 6 werewolves crowding the space.

"Hey Bella." Seth. Even though they all knew why I was here, he can still say hello with a smile.

Wait, why am I here? To break my best friend's heart, my sun, my warmth, my hope? To break my heart? No, my heart won't break. It belongs to Edward. Not all of it said a voice in my head. It belongs to Jacob too. Did I really want to do this? To say good-bye? To leave my sun behind and live forever as a cold, hard, soulless being in a clouded world? No Edward will make me happy. I want this, right?

"Is he awake?" I said quietly, knowing they heard every word. I avoided their eyes. I was afraid of what I would find there.

"Yeah. He's waiting for you." Sam said in a monotone. I stole a glance up, away from my shoes, to look at his face. I couldn't read his expression. But when I looked to Seth, Quil, Embry, Paul, and Jared, I saw the same thing etched on their face. Betrayal. I felt the tears sting my eyes but I blinked them away.

"Thank you." was all I could say.

I crept slowly down the hall. His door was open slightly. I didn't bother knocking; he was expecting me right? I peeked my head around his door and what I saw caused me to choke on my breath.

Jacob, My Jacob, lay in his bed, broken and obviously in pain. It hurt me to see him in pain. But you caused this. He's hurting over you too. said that damn voice. I looked up and down his body. Half his chest and one arm were bandaged and in braces. I'm sort of grateful the bed sheet is covering the extent of his injuries. When I looked him over my eyes stopped at his chest. Even bandaged he still had a GORGEOUS chest. And his arms, oh his arms. Huge and muscled. They feel so nice whenever they wrapped around me; strong and warm. And his lips. That beautiful smile he would give me. My smile. Looking at his lips reminded of how they felt on mine. Not cold and hard, but soft and warm. I can't even describe how amazing those lips felt. And finally his eyes. Usually so happy and alive were now red and puffy and filled with sorrow.

I realized I stood staring for too long and slowly made my way to his bedside. "Hi." That's it? Really? What is WRONG with me?

"Don't try to be nice Bella. I know why you're here. Just say your good-bye and run back to Eddie," Jake spat out bitterly. Ok. I deserved that. I deserved much worse in fact.

"Jake, please--" I took his unbroken hand and sat down. "I'm sorry. I am so sorry! I wish I could do something. But I'm marrying him. I love him."

He pulled his hand out of my grasp, but before I could grab it back he brought it to my face. I leaned into the warmth and his face softened. "You love me too." It wasn't a question but I answered anyway.

"Yes. But it's not enough," I said in a whisper, but I know he heard me.

"Bella," I loved the way he breathed my name. I looked into his eyes and saw what I always saw when he looked at me: love, desire, adoration, devotion. But I also saw hurt, rejection, betrayal, and I could feel the tears falling down my cheeks.

"Bella. Don't–don't do this. I love you. And you love me too. I love you so much it literally hurts to be away from you. When I am, I can't breathe. When I am with you, I feel untouchable." He pulled me down to lie down next to him. Wiping away my tears, he said "Bella. I am so completely in love with you. I love everything about you. Your smile, your eyes, your smell, your hair, your laugh, and the incredibly adorable way you trip over your feet. Bella, I know you love me too. We belong with each other. Bells, I can make you happy too. That bloodsucker can't give you everything. You don't have to change to be with me. You can stay alive with me and Charlie. We could have a real family."

"Jake, please," I cut him off. This was supposed to be easy. So WHY is it so hard? "Don't make this any harder. I do love you, Jake. I really do. But please I love Edward and I want to marry him." I stood up and grasped the hand that still lingered on my cheek. "We can still be friends?"

"No, we can't Bells. No matter how much I wish we could be, we can't." Jake said, tears falling from his eyes, his face expressionless.

"Wha–Why Jake?!" No! Screamed the voice in my head. I need you in my life!

"Because it would hurt too much. I wouldn't be able to sit back and watch you be happy with someone else. And besides, you won't be Bella anymore. You'll be something dead and unfamiliar; a stranger."

"So....so...this is g-goodbye? F-for good?" I stuttered out amongst the tears.

"....I guess so." He choked out. I was breaking his heart again.

I turned slowly away from him, my vision blurry from crying. Just before I reached the door, I heard him speak. "I wish I never met you." And at those words, those 6 words, I felt my heart crack. My Jacob, my sun, my savior, wishes he never met me. And it's all my fault. I turned around, utterly bewildered, with more tears falling endlessly.

"I wish I never met you." he repeated. "Then everything would be so much easier. For the both of us. We never would have fallen in love with each other. And you could go marry Cullen guilt free. Without having to worry about the fact that you're in love with someone else. And I would have been saved from all the hurt, all the heartbreak." His voice cracked at the end of his sentence and the tears continued to flow down his face to match my own.

"Good-bye Jake"

"Bye Bells.......I love you."

"I love you to Jake." I said through broken sobs.

"But it's not enough. I'm not enough."

I turned, whispered "I'm sorry" and ran from his room. I avoided all of the wolves curious eyes as I ran balling my eyes out to my ancient truck. As I drove away, I felt my heart break. And I drove leaving the pieces behind with my heartbroken, bedridden, werewolf. My Jacob.