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Chapter 2

BPOV

"Jacob," I breathed.

"Hey Bella," he said awkwardly looking at his feet.

I must have looked like an idiot standing there silent with my mouth hanging open, but I was so happy to see Jacob that I couldn't speak. It had been weeks since I had last seen Jake. After returning from Italy with Edward the rest of the Cullen clan, Jacob had refused to answer my calls or talk to me at all.

We must have stood in silence for a while because I heard Edward growl in annoyance beside me.

"What do you Jake?" I asked him.

"I miss you Bells," he replied. "I wanted to see how you were doing."

I suddenly felt weeks of unexpressed anger at Jacob for ignoring me flare up and when I spoke, my voice sounded much harsher than I had meant it to be.

"If you missed me so much you could have at least thought to return my phone calls!" I snapped at him.

"I know," he said quietly again looking down at his feet.

"Well…I'm doing fine Jacob, so if that's all you wanted, you should get home before the roads get too bad."

Jacob made no move to leave, however. He looked up at Edward as he spoke to me, "I was actually hoping I could talk to you in private." Of course with Edward around, our conversation could never be completely private, and although Jacob knew this, I decided to humor him. He probably just didn't want Edward being in the same room as him as he spoke.

"Out of the question," Edward answered for me as I opened my mouth to speak.

I elbowed him in the side, but this just resulted in a sore elbow for me, whereas Edward probably hadn't even felt a thing.

"That's not for you to decide," Jacob growled, his voice growing louder.

"Fine Jake," I said, before our conversation turned violent. "Five minutes and then you really should go." It hurt me to push Jacob away like this when he was in pain. I missed him a lot more than I let anyone know, but I knew that having a vampire and a werewolf in the same house for any period of time wouldn't result in any good.

"I'll be right outside," Edward said. Neither his face nor his voice betrayed any emotion, but I knew that he didn't like me being alone with a werewolf. Even if we were only separated by a flimsy wooden door he could knock down in two seconds flat. He stepped outside and closed the door so quickly that I didn't even feel a draft enter the house.

"Bella," I heard Charlie call from the couch, "who was at the door?"

"It's Jacob, Dad," I answered him.

That'll make him happy, I thought, smiling grimly. Sure enough, Charlie was at the front door so quickly I'd swear he ran.

"Jacob!" Charlie greeted him enthusiastically. "How're you doing? You've gotten bigger since the last time I saw you."

"What can I say? I eat my vegetables," Jacob said with a wide grin. I couldn't help but smile at his dumb joke.

"Yes, well. I'll leave you two kids alone. I'm going to go read the newspaper upstairs," Charlie gave me a small wink that I was hoping Jacob wouldn't see. Jacob gave me a small smirk however, that told me he noticed.

I glared at Charlie as he walked up the stairs. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea about Jacob and I. We were just friends. However, I could barely call us friend at this point in time. Jacob was really mad at me. I also noticed that Charlie didn't ask where Edward had gone. Or maybe he just didn't care. As Charlie's footsteps subsided I turned my attention back to Jacob.

"Let's talk in the kitchen," he said uncomfortably. I could tell he just wanted to get as far away from Edward as possible. We walked into the kitchen and he leaned against the countertop.

"So...how've you been?" he asked, stalling.

"Jacob, just spit it out!" I said exasperated

He sighed before beginning. "I know you probably don't want to hear this Bella, but I'm worried about you. Mostly, I'm worried about him hurting you."

"What are you talking about Jacob?" I asked, furrowing my brow. "Edward would never hurt me."

"How do you know Bella?" he said angrily. His voice was getting loud again and he began to tremble dangerously. "It's not like he hasn't done it before!"

"Jake you don't even know the reason –"

"I just can't believe you went back to him Bella!" he continued, cutting me off. "Like nothing ever happened. After all the pain he caused you. After all the time he left you alone, not caring whether you lived or died!"

"Stop!" I yelled, interrupting his rant. I knew Edward was listening to every word and I didn't want to hear this any more than he did. I felt my anger flaring up again so I took a deep breath. How dare Jacob say that about Edward! He didn't even know the circumstances behind his leaving. I hated they way he and Edward were always at each other's throats. They were always jumping to conclusions about the other before even knowing anything about them. But I didn't want to fight with Jacob. Especially not now, after seeing him for the first time in weeks.

"I just feel betrayed," he began again. "We all do. Everyone down at La Push. It's as if those months we spent together meant nothing. "

I remained silent so he continued. "And what you said the last time we spoke...about him biting you. You said it was none of my business. What's that supposed to mean?"

Again, I said nothing. I knew Jacob already knew the answer to this question. He just wanted to hear me say it.

"I guess I understand then," he said. "I can't believe your going to let him do that you Bella. Turn you into one of them, a monster."

"It's my decision Jacob," I answered quietly, finally finding my voice again. I felt tears welling up inside of me though I didn't know why. Why was disappointing Jacob affecting me this way?

"What about your friends, Bella? What about Charlie and Renee?"

I cringed as he mentioned my parents. I hadn't exactly given much thought to how my choice would affect them.

"What about us, Bella?" he asked. His voice was a little more than a whisper.

"Jake you know how I feel about Edward and about you. You're my best friend, but I love Edward more than anything and I want to be with him forever...no matter what it takes. So if you came here to try and talk me out of my decision, maybe you should leave." I saw the pain in his eyes as I spoke and instantly regretted my words.

"We can still be friends Jake," I added. "No matter what happens."

"I wish it could be that way Bells, but you know it can't."

"Why not?" I snapped at him. I was really going to have to work on my anger. "This stupid rivalry you guys have going is on is really making life difficult for me!" I was shouting now but I didn't care. "I hate having to choose sides all the time! And I hate that no matter what choice I make, I always end up hurting someone I care about!"

I suddenly felt an icy breeze from behind me as Jacob stiffened, and two cold arms wrapped around my waist.

"Leave now, Jacob Black," Edward growled menacingly.

Loud footsteps sounded from the stairs before Jacob had a chance to reply.

Crap, I realized. It was dinnertime and Charlie was hungry. I hadn't even started on dinner yet. I guess we were eating leftovers tonight.

"Jake do you want to stay for dinner?" Charlie asked. He seemed almost desperate for me and Jacob to spend some "quality time" together.

"Thanks, but no thanks Charlie," Jacob answered. His voice was falsely cheery. "Maybe I should be getting back home. Don't want to leave Billy all alone."

"Oh...ok," Charlie replied. The disappointment in his voice was pathetic.

"I should probably be getting home too," Edward said.

"No! Edward, you don't have to leave yet," I said pleadingly. Jacob looked down quickly, but I still saw the hurt look on his face. It felt like a dull needle being shoved through my heart.

"Oh...Edward." The surprised look on Charlie's face told me that he had obviously forgotten that Edward was here. "Well, if you really must go then I can't stop you."

"Dad," I said. I was starting to get annoyed by Charlie's constant rudeness towards Edward.

Charlie ignored me however and opened the front door. At least he tried to open the door. The door would barely budge an inch as Charlie jerked angrily at the doorknob.

"May I try?" Edward asked politely.

Charlie mumbled an incoherent reply but moved out of the way. Edward had trouble opening the door at first, which I was sure was an act for Charlie, but with one final tug, the door swung open. I thought I was dreaming when I looked outside. The scene resembled a winter wonderland because the entire street was covered in snow that would have reached my waist. It was difficult to see though, for more snow fell rapidly from the dark sky as the howling wind blew it around it swirls. The cars in our driveway were nearly buried in snow. I noticed however, that Edward's Volvo had slightly less snow covering it that Jacob's Rabbit.

"Jake you can't go out in that," Charlie said. "The roads are a mess!"

"I'll be fine, Charlie," Jacob said smiling. I new he was more than capable of getting home safely, with or without a car. His intensely high body temperature could probably melt the snow as he walked through it.

"No way buddy," Charlie answered. "What kind of police chief would I be if I allowed a sixteen year old boy to drive home alone in a blizzard? You'll have to spend the night here."

"If you insist Chief Swan," Jake said, now grinning widely.

I heard a low snarl build up deep in Edward's chest.

"Dad, what about Edward?" I asked hopefully. I didn't want to be left alone with Jacob for an entire night and I knew Edward felt the same way. "He can't go home in a blizzard either. Shouldn't he spend the night here too?" Not that Edward didn't spend every night here…

"Oh…well…um…" Charlie stuttered. I could tell he was trying to find a way out of this. I just smiled. He knew arguing was a lost cause. I mean, what kind of police chief would send a seventeen year old "boy" out in a blizzard?

Charlie sighed deeply and closed his eyes before speaking, "Fine. Edward…I guess you'll have to stay the night too."

"Oh I don't want to impose," Edward said, smiling.

"No really Edward, I insist," said Charlie. Even though he didn't sound sincere, I was still happy that Edward got to stay. I pictured me and him sitting by a warm, cozy fire while I drank hot chocolate and stared into his golden eyes. The perfect night.

Wait a minute. His eyes weren't golden. Not tonight at least.

"Edward," I began quietly but I was interrupted by Jacob.

"So," he said loudly, "When's dinner?"

Ugh…dinner, I thought

"You must be hungry, huh Edward?" Jake continued.

Edward began to growl but I tapped his shoulder lightly, reminding him that Charlie was still in the room.

"Starved," Edward responded coldly.

Sorry...kinda boring chapter. But I had to set the scene for the story. Chapter three is where the fun really starts!