"Here take my hand, Bells," Jake told her as they looked over the ledge. "You're not scared right?"
Bella couldn't help but laugh. "Of course not, I've done this before. Remember?"
"Oh yeah, how could I forget?" Jake asked her in a sarcastic tone. "This time make sure you hold onto me 'cause I don't feel like fishing you out of the water and giving you CPR again, though I did enjoy it immensely."
"Why do you have to ruin my fun all the time?" She asked him teasingly giving him a slight push.
"I guess that's just the kind of person I am, but you know it's because I care about you," he said giving her a look that could show his true feelings. He loved her so much if only she would know his true feelings perhaps she would feel that way about him.
"Yeah I know," she said with a soft voice. Bella could tell that Jacob was in-love with her and part of her wish that she could feel the same way about him because she knew that Edward was never going to come back. Yet, she could never tell Jake that the whole reason for this was to Edward's voice once more.
"Are you ready?" He asked making sure she was okay.
"Yes I think so," her voice was unwavering, but fear began to fill her body. What if she couldn't hear Edward and all of this was just a waste of time? Since this was the fourth time she had done it this week. She didn't have much time to think as they jumped off the cliff together.
That's when she heard his flawless voice, "Bella what are you doing? This can never replace me. Just let go and forget me like I forgot you. It's better this way you know you love him, never as much as me but still you do." With that his voice faded into nothing as she hit the cold icy water that reminded her of being embraced by him.
That wasn't what she wanted. She never wanted to hear him say that. It couldn't possibly be true. He hadn't forgotten about her she knew he hadn't, but the voice had sound so sure and real more real than anything else. She couldn't think as she sunk farther into the icy gray water. Finally she realized that her lungs had run out of air, but she didn't care or try to swim towards the surface. She felt a hard pull on her arm as she slowly drifted to towards Jacob.
"Bella, come on you promised me I wouldn't have to do this," Jacob pleaded.
Bella slowly opened her eyes. She was laying on the beach with Jacob leaning over her. "Wh..what happened?" She asked weakly slowly breathing in.
"Well you kind of managed to let go off me and just drifted towards the bottom of the ocean once again."
"Oh sorry, well thanks for saving me again." She tried to show some appreciation but it wasn't working.
"What exactly happened? You looked fine, but as soon as we jumped your whole attitude change, it looked like you were going to be sick," he commented studying her for some sign of what could be wrong.
She didn't want to tell him that every part of her body was weak and she felt incredibly sick from the voice. Jake could never know about it because she knew how much it would hurt him if he found out Bella was only using him to get closer to Edward once again. "It was nothing, I feel fine now," she told him wishing she was a better liar.
Not wanting to make her any more uncomfortable with the conversation Jake decided to drop it. She was starting to shake from the cold water that felt refreshing on his blazing skin. "You're shaking Bells, come here," he took her into his arms trying to give her some heat.
She seemed thankful for the kind gesture and soon her body was strangely calm.. He looked down at her; she was half-asleep in his arms taking in all the warmth. Well at least she appreciated her own personal heater Jake thought to himself. He slowly picked her up and carried her to his car. She was asleep by the time he placed her in the passenger seat. Jake couldn't help but look at her she appeared so peaceful and perfect with her wet hair hanging loosely over her face and the sun hitting her just right. He wished with all his might that she could be his, but he knew that Edward still had her heart and it was up to him to save her from those evil clutches and take her somewhere better. Even he had to admit though each day she was getting slightly better, except for times like these when her face became pale and refused to tell him the truth about it. He couldn't think about that now as he slowed down in front of her house.
As if on cue Bella opened her eyes blinking a few times trying to figure out where they were. "Where are we?" She asked looking over at Jake.
"We're at your house. You looked a little tired so I decided to take you home," Jake told her as he opened up the car door.
"Oh well thanks. I needed to get home anyway so I could get dinner started for Charlie," she said knowing that he already knew this.
They both climbed out of the cars and headed toward her house. Once they reached the door Jake spoke up, "Well thanks for coming with me today. I guess I'll talk to you later." With that he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek making her turn scarlet. She didn't know if it was because she liked him or the fact she felt like someone watching them. Either way it made Jake smile as he turned around to leave as Bella went inside.
Jake slowly walked to his car hating himself for not asking to stay with her. He felt a presence there and he couldn't tell if it was a good or bad one. Finally deciding that he should stay there until Charlie got home he went back towards the house. He knocked on the door waiting for Bella to come back.
She had already started dinner and it was obvious by the way she looked when she got to the door. She was happy, but a little surprised to see him there. "Oh hey. Is something wrong?" She asked giving him a questioning look.
"No… well yes, I didn't want to stop being with you yet, but I didn't know how you would feel about that," he said awkwardly.
Bella couldn't help but giggle at this, "Of course you can stay I'm sure Charlie would love to have you over for dinner."
Jake's face lit up as Bella opened the door farther and she led him inside. Closing the door behind her she walked towards the kitchen with Jacob holding hands with him. Little did they know that someone laid within the forest carefully watching their every move.