The day that Sarah Black died was the day that turned not only Jacob's life around but Bella's too. That day Charlie and Renee lost a sister, Billy lost his wife, Jacob, Rebecca and Rachel lost their mother but Bella lost an aunty and her best friend. No one could fully understand what it was like to lose their childhood best friend and their aunty all at the same time. Yet, no one could understand what it was like to lose their mother so young.

Jacob was at Bella's house when he was told to go home and Bella was eager to find out what. She didn't find out until the next day. Her heart went out to Jacob; she knew he was close to his mother. She knew he needed her there for him and so she found herself knocking on his door at 7 at night.

Billy answered the door, his expression was blank. "Bella."

His voice had no emotion, it was lifeless and Bella felt for him. She wanted to take him in her arms and make everything okay. He was her uncle, a second father to her. But she had a goal and that was to make sure that she was there for Jacob every step of the way. "Is Jacob in? Is he ok?"

Billy shook his head and sighed. "Bella, Jacob isn't in the best place right now and I think he wants to be on his own. I know you want to be there for him and believe me I have tried to be there for him. But he won't let anyone into his room."

Bella furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head. "Billy let me go up; I can try and reason with him."

He shook his head. "Alright. You can try, but I don't promise anything."

Bella stormed past Billy, eager to get through to Jacob. She thundered up the stairs and in no time at all was knocking hard at his door. "Jacob, you gotta let me in."

There was no response. She tried knocking again but there was still only silence. She was at it for a good five minutes before the door moved away from the frame, enough for him to pear out. He looked a mess- dark circles under his eyes, blotchy cheeks, swollen lips, dishevelled hair. His voice was hoarse as he replied: "Bella, go home."

She shook her head and shoved at the door. "No Jacob, let me in- I want to help you."

He shook his head and all of a sudden his facial features took on an expression of anger. "I don't want your help Bella."

Bella flinched as the words fell from his tongue like cold ice. "What…why?" She stammered, a little taken a back.

"I was only friends with you to keep my mum happy." He hated lying to her. He hated it more than anything else in the world but he couldn't keep Bella in his life any more. He was too emotionally damaged and didn't want her to suffer the pain with him.

Bella's face lost its entire colour and was now left even paler than she usually was. She felt like she had been stabbed in the heart. Their whole friendship had been based upon a lie and she had believed it all. It was the one thing she felt comfortable with. The only thing she thought she could count on but even that was just a complete lie.

She felt the anger bubble up inside her as she glared at him, trying not to show how much that had affected on him. "You are pathetic Jacob. I came to help- like I always have- and you throw it back in my face."

She stormed downstairs, her heart shattering into pieces, ignoring the calls from Billy to tell her to wait. Why should she? Her best friend was traitor, a liar, a person she thought she knew. She still so desperately wanted to help him, but she couldn't now. He had betrayed her and he made it clear that he didn't want her. She would never be able to forgive him. She could never trust anybody again.

As soon as he said the words, Jacob felt extremely guilty. He knew he had just lost the other most important person in his life and he was to blame. But he knew he had to do it, Jacob couldn't bear for Bella to see him like this. Maybe in the future when he got over most of the pain that he would beg for her forgiveness, but at this time she was better off without him.

A week later when it was time for the funeral, Bella, Charlie and Renee sat by Billy, Rachel and Rebecca's side as they grieved the loss of the beautiful woman. Bella may have lost Jacob and she may have been betrayed by him, but she could never let that affect her relationship she had with Sarah, the kind hearted woman who she was proud to call her Aunt. And Billy, her cheerful uncle. The only person missing was Jacob.

Jacob didn't go to the funeral. He couldn't bare the whole ordeal, especially the sympathy speeches and facing Bella. He didn't want to see how broken she looked or receive the spiteful glairs that would be aimed at him. But he deserved it- he had been a jack ass to the girl he had fallen in love with and now he had lost her.

He grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels from the drinks cupboard and pored himself a drink. He planned to get drunk, utterly and completely trashed. Wash away all of his bad memories, all of the pain. It didn't take him long and when Billy and the girls came home they were faced with a very angry and drunk Jacob throwing things around, screaming at nothing. It took them half an hour to get him to calm down and lay down in his bed. Billy's heart went out to his poor son and that night he cried for not only his wife, but his son who was completely lost.

And it was that night that Jacob had changed for the worse.

That was a week ago and today it was Bella's first day back at school for her senior year. She was dreading it completely. She knew that Jacob would avoid her- not that she'd want to talk to him- and she was pretty sure that Quill and Embry would follow him since they were his friends. She didn't want to be the centre of attention, but she also didn't want to be on her own. She yearned for Jacob's friendship again, but he had made it clear that he had never really liked her. Though she couldn't understand it, he hadn't shown any sign of distaste and would protect her with his life.

Bella sighed as she looked into the mirror, seeing the reflection of a boring and miserable girl. Her hair was brown and wavy but it lacked the bounce that most people had and on this particular day it was pulled up into a slack ponytail, her eyes were just an ordinary brown eyes and pale skin. She had bags under her eyes from the lack sleep and her eyes portrayed the most depressed emotion. However, she knew she had to face school- her father, the chief of police, would force her to go and she wouldn't be able to refuse.

So with that in mind she reluctantly pulled away from the mirror and grabbed her duffle coat, the half ruined school bag that had lasted her since middle school, said goodbye to her parents who were getting ready to leave for work and made her way out to the old Chevy truck that Jacob had rebuilt for her. The thought of Jacob brought another pang of pain in her heart and the overwhelming urge to cry but she fought it off as she started the engine and drove towards school.

She knew her first day back at school was not going to be pleasant, but what she didn't know was just how unpleasant it was going to be.

Sorry this took so long to update! Literally I had nearly finished it the day after I posted the first chapter but things got very stressful afterwards with my gran ending up in hospital (She's okay though) and I was just worried about her. Good news for you guys though, I'm not going on holiday for another 3 weeks now so expect a new update soon! Hope you liked this one, next chapter things will start kicking off Please revieeew!