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Previously:

There was a knock on my window. I could hear a low voice whispering my name. It was Jacob.

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I opened the curtains and looked outside.

It wasn't a knock, but Jake throwing pebbles at window.

I shut the book, threw it against my pillow and opened the window. "Jake? What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Can I come in? It's getting cold out here!" he whispered back.

"Okay. I'll meet you at the door," I said.

I tip-toed quietly out of my room and down the stairs. The last step made a squeaky noise. I stopped and turned my head to the direction of Charlie's room. I could still hear the snoring.

I opened the front door and to my surprise, Jacob wasn't there. The Rabbit was parked behind Charlie's cruiser and then I saw Jake climb out and shut the door behind him. He was holding something behind his back.

"This is for not keeping you company today. Sorry," Jake held out a rose.

"Aw, Jake! Thank you!" I squealed as I wrapped my arms around him. Then I remembered that Charlie was sleeping. "Oh, crap. Charlie's sleeping." I turned my head around and I could hear the squeaking of the bed as Charlie rolled around. He stopped and started snoring again.

Jake chuckled.

"Does Billy know you're over?" I questioned.

"Well, no. I kind of snuck out," he mumbled.

I giggled and grabbed his hand. We tip-toed to my room.

Jake sat in the rocking chair while I sat cross-legged on my bed.

"How was dinner with Sam?" I asked.

"Ugh. Dreadful. That Sam Uley is up to something," he muttered as I remembered that he hated Sam.

I started to feel very sleepy. Jacob said he would wait for me to go to sleep before he left. Eventually, I became unconscious.

When I woke up, there was a note on my pillow. It was a bit crumpled so I figured that my head must've rolled onto it at some point last night.

Dear Bella,

You look so beautiful and peaceful when you're sleeping. I thought I should leave just in case Charlie found out I was in your room. I know I said that we should take things slowly but I feel the need to be with you. To make you mine. Officially. I promise you, I will never hurt you the way that filthy bloodsucker did, because I love you. Please give me an answer as soon as possible.

Lots of love, Jake.

It was so sweet of him to leave a letter. But I would have liked it better if he stayed.

I decided to send him a letter. I wasn't sure what to write. I knew that I was almost over my feelings for Edward but not quite yet. Should I take the risk? I now loved Jake.

I wanted to be with Jake. He'd helped me so much. He had always supported me and he was so nice. I didn't feel as much of a connection as I did with Edward but I knew that if I was to get over him, then the only way was to be with Jake.

Jake,

I love you too. I want to be with you.

Bella.

Just as I signed my name, Charlie yelled for me to come down stairs.

"What, Dad?" I asked.

"Jake's been in a car accident," Charlie said seriously.