Hey readers! Thank y'all so much for all of the awesome comments. You guys bring a smile to my face! So sorry this update took so long. I'll try to be quicker on the turn around. This one is from Bella's POV like some of y'all have asked for, so enjoy!

Bella's POV

He was lying next to me again. I could tell it was him because I was so cold. That empty part of me was filled again by his hard form pressed against me, but then his gentle embrace turned menacing. I looked up into his harsh black eyes and was greeted with nothing but his disgust reflected back at me.

"You don't deserve to be happy, Bella," he spat at me. He lunged at me.

"Edward, don't!" I yelled. I tried to fight him off, but I didn't try very hard.

As he easily over powered me and sank his fierce teeth into my neck I felt him drinking my life away. I was dying, he was killing me, and I couldn't help but feel that I deserved this.

He pulled roughly away as my vision started going fuzzy. My blood dripped down his chin and his eyes burned crimson.

"Your dog is next."

"NO!" I sat up screaming. A cold sweat covered my body and it took me a few minutes to slow my breathing. Once I got myself under control, I reached for my phone and quickly dialed Jacob's number.

"huh?" his grunt was obviously thick with sleep.

"Jake?" My voice sounded weak, even to me.

"Bells? What's the matter, honey?" I could hear he was immediately awake and kicked myself for not being stronger than this.

"Can you come over?" I asked.

"Two minutes," he said and the line went dead.

I sat back against the headboard and pulled my knees up under my chin. God, I was truly pathetic. Of course, with Edward, he was always there beside me when the nightmares came. Jesus Bella, I thought, don't do that. Don't compare them!

There was a soft sound outside, and then Jacob was through the window and I was in his arms.

"What is it Bells?" he asked worriedly stroking my face. "What happened?"

"Dream," I managed to choke out. "It was a dream."

He murmured reassurances as he buried his face in my hair. God, I loved him so much, but I had loved Edward too. More than I thought possible, so how did I get to this point? I had wanted to spend forever with my Romeo. What happens after Romeo breaks Juliet's heart, and she runs to Paris?

"What was your dream about?" he asked once I had calmed down.

It took me a moment to answer. He waited. "Edward."

Jacob stiffened around me for a moment, and I just held my breath. We didn't really talk about Edward, because I couldn't speak badly of him and that was all Jake wanted to do.

"Regrets?" Jake finally asked. His voice broke, though I know he had been trying to sound strong.

"No!" I turned in his arms to look at him. "Jake," I grabbed his face to make sure he was focused on me, "Jake I love you. I just- I- God! I feel so guilty! You didn't see his face Jacob. If he had been angry or I don't know, yelled at me, or- but he didn't! He just crumbled. He looked so, and he let me, I mean how is it that I keep hurting people I care about? I'm so selfish! I can't even believe you want to be with someone like me, after everything-"

His lips coming down on mine silenced my rant. He pulled back with his hands on either side of my face and looked fiercely into my eyes.

"Bella, stop that. Don't apologize for feeling what you do. If it had been him you chose instead of me-" he shuddered slightly, "I would have been, well, I would be a mess. You've seen me these past months before the baby vamps came and turned everything upside down, but if you were happy, then I would have pulled through. I think. He will to."

I nodded, though I knew I wouldn't be able to just put aside my guilt because of Jacob's reassurance. I stretched up to kiss him again. He returned it deeply. Sighing in my mouth, he sort of lay out across me. My relationship with Jake different for many reasons, but one of them was the physical aspect. Jacob did not have the aversion to be close to me that my previous boyfriend had, and he let it be known. Often. I loved him, and I was attracted to him, of course, but technically we had only been together about a month. I wasn't used to being the one to set the boundaries. Jake was always respectful, but I could tell he wanted me. The thought was both thrilling and terrifying. It was entirely new to me. Although Edward always told me that he was attracted to me, I never saw evidence of that, but Jacob was constantly reminding me how beautiful he thought I was. Come on Bella! Stop doing that. If I compare them on every count I'll drive myself crazy

A small, frustrated tear escaped my right eye and rolled down my cheek to the corner of my mouth. Jacob tasted it there and pulled away, looking worriedly into my face.

"What's wrong? Was I going too far? I'm sorry, honey, look, really-"

He stopped as I nodded my head vigorously. I needed to clear my thoughts, there was just so much going on.

"Jake, I'm sorry. I know I asked you to come over, but I.." I looked hopelessly up into his face. He studied my expression for a moment, probably trying to gage if he should insist on staying to comfort me, and at last nodded.

"Its okay. I'll always come for you." He bent to kiss my forehead and disappeared again into the night. I sagged back against my pillow in frustration. What was wrong with me? I knew the answer to that. I was a terrible person who didn't deserve either of the men who loved me.

After a couple of hours laying in the darkness of my bedroom with only my self loathing for company, I decided to get outside and walk around a bit. Dawn was just breaking, but the rising sun did not do much through the heavy cloud cover. I pulled on some jeans and a jacket and clomped out into the forest behind my house. Maybe all the concentration required for me to walk through the woods would distract me from my other thoughts.

After a little ways it began to work. I had to focus on keeping my feet under me and not tumbling over every leaf, so the image of Edward's broken face was momentarily dulled. Of course, I was focused so hard on not falling that I did not pay attention to where I was going. When at last I looked up to try and figure out which way my house was, I was completely turned around. Great Bella, genius move. Why was I always doing things like this? I turned around to head in the general direction I though I came from when I heard a soft sound behind me. I turned, expecting to see my exasperated boyfriend laughing at me for getting lost again, but was greeted by a face that stopped my breath short and froze me in my tracks. A sweet angelic face with flat, lifeless crimson eyes.

"Jane."

"Hello Isabella," she said in that sweet soprano voice of hers. She looked just as innocent and terrifying as ever.

"What, why are you?" I cleared my throat, trying to speak past my terror. "Why are you here?"

"It appears that the Cullens have moved on from here. You seem to be left without them to, shall we say, guard you and the secrets you hold. It is very dangerous for you to be-"

"It's not like I'm going to tell anybody. I swear!"

Jane waited a beat, looking icily at me across the ten feet between us. "I will not be interrupted."

She continued to look at me fiercely until I had to drop my gaze. My breath was coming in loud, jagged gasps as I practically choked on the fear lodged in my throat.

"There. That's better," she said softly. "Your time as a pet to the Cullen's has made you forget your place, my dear. You are human. You are weak. Do not pretend to hold importance in our world."

"Are you going to kill me then?" my voice was so weak, but I knew she heard me. I raised my gaze to again take in her petit form. If I had not seen first hand what she was capable of, I may believe that I could defend myself against this tiny girl. As it was, I was perfectly aware of the pain she took so much joy in causing and the concealed strength that her little body hid.

"I would love nothing more, Isabella. There are, however, some debates going on. Aro very much wanted to see the results of your transformation. He believes you would make a valuable asset to his collection. Cais believes, and I have to agree, that you are more trouble than you are worth. So for now, I am simply here to escort you to Italy."

My heart sank. The Volturi- that place, it was all too awful to face again. Let alone without anyone to protect me.

"It was not made clear, however, in which condition I must bring you. I think you and I might have some fun for now." She stepped towards me with that angel's smile and cocked her head to the side like a curious puppy. "I was most displeased to discover your immunity to my regular means of inflicting… discomfort," she said as she closed the distance between us. She raised one tiny, cold hand to brush my hair away from my face in an almost affectionate gesture. "Perhaps I will have to be more creative with you."

Before I had time to release the scream that had been building within me, something tore out of the forest. The sound of crashing boulders accompanied the movement that was too fast for me to track, but instantly Jane was ripped away from me and something was crashing into and breaking the trunk of a twenty-foot thick tree to my right. Jane looked up into the face of her attacker. Her expression of gentle amusement was replaced by blatant hatred as murder smoldered behind her eyes. She hissed, baring her teeth and grasping at the pale, marble hand that captured her throat. My heart stopped. My terror replaced by some other, less intelligible emotion.

"Edward," I whispered.