A/N: Ok this is my first FanFic so be nice. I love the wolf pack from twilight. And wish that Bella would have chosen Jake but I don't think her bolts were screwed in all the way, but I'm just going to thank SM for making the twilight books.

This Story is an all-human story, and is going to be how Jake and Bella's both liked each other but never had the guts to tell each other. In this story Bella is not clumsy, nor shy, and Jake is a jock, which is the womanizer. Jacob messes up and causes Bella to leave. Bella comes back one year later, and has a surprise for everyone.

Read and find out how things will go. It contains hurt/comfort, jealousy, drama, and LEMMS. J/B

Preface~

BPOV

Bella was running her fastest, trying to get away from him.

"Bella!" he yelled worriedly. "I'm sorry!" I stopped short and almost fell over a root coming out of the ground. This all was making no sense. How did I ever get into this mess? How did this happen?

Everything was becoming too much and it made her feel dizzy. Bella walked over to a near by tree and sat down. The earth still didn't stop spinning in its annoying ways that made her feel nauseous. She felt this wave of tears come to her eyes. Her body started to shake with silent sobs and the tears were now coming in a fast pace. She just couldn't take all these emotions at once, and for a while she couldn't figure out which emotions she was feeling. Hurt, sorrow, hate, betrayal, and confusion, as to why this was happening. It was becoming too much and she felt herself sink into this peaceful blackness.

"Bella please, please come out!" He croaked out. Bella wanted to answer him and tell him that she was okay, but she couldn't find it in her to do anything. She wanted to at least get up and tell them that she was okay, but the truth was, she wasn't. Her heart was scattered in a million itty-bitty pieces that glue wouldn't even be able to sew it back together. "Bella please answer. Do it for Charlie!" If only she could.

She was too numb, the thought of even talking was just too much to handle. The blackness was close so dominating every single cell in her body, her senses started to change. Every noise in the woods only sounded like a whisper to her ears. Bella even forgot that she was lying on the cold wet ground, shaking, either from crying or the cold, either way she still couldn't feel or hear much.

Next thing she knew was that someone picked her up, and the person holding her was shaking. "I love you, Isabella Swan." And with that everything went blank.