Important An: So I'm pretty sure that people wanna rip my head off for not updating quicker. But I had a SERIOUS brainstorming session with my unofficial official beta, musicalxsilence. We pretty much got the whole story mapped out now. So….YAY!

One year later.

I was taking courses from the local college to be able to further my writing skills to become the amazing writer I wanted to be. And I was almost done; So close to what I wanted. Jacob and I were living together, but things weren't as great as I thought they should have been. But hey, maybe that was just a product of my rampant, ever-romantic imagination. My friend Leah kept telling me that he wasn't…good for me anymore. But I was stubborn and refused to believe her.

"Bella, listen to me! Yesterday he told me! He said that he wanted to go out with me. That the only reason he's still with you is because he wants to get with me!" She was telling me this as we walked to the parking lot after getting off work. I threw her a disbelieving look for her benefit. Jacob loved me. Or at least, I thought he did.

"Yeah, okay Leah. Seriously? I know you want me to break up with him but come on." She scowled slightly at me then punched my shoulder.

"I only want you two to break up so that you can find someone better! This guy sucks." I ignored her and got in my car and drove off towards home.

When I got home, Jake wasn't there. I flicked on the living room light and walked into the kitchen. There was a small note written to me on the counter.

Bella, I've gone out with some friends. Don't wait up for me tonight.

Well that was…umm, odd.

At about eleven o'clock when I was watching Titanic out of sheer boredom, I heard people yelling outside my apartment.

"I was so right about you, Jacob! How could you do this to Bella? She loves you! Trust me! When she told me her whole back-story she said that she broke up with some guy that she loved more than anything to be with you! And this is how you repay her? What the hell is your problem?" That was definitely Leah…Please let the other person not be…

"I told you Leah. I stay with Bella , only so that I can see you! Otherwise, I would have dumped her a long time ago," Jacob slurred out. He was drunk. Leah stomped her foot. Wow, these walls have to be like, paper thin.

"Okay. Jacob you know what? You are drunk. Go inside and sober up! I thought that maybe you were good enough for Bella when we met. But you know what? You're not!" Jacob opened the door then.

"Bella, baby where are you?" Okay, I've seen him drunk before. But never like this. I could've sworn that he was better than that. But, I also thought that he was better than to try and hit on my best friend.

"Right behind you." How he couldn't see me leaning up against the wall right behind him was beyond me.

"Oh, hey."

"So, I uh heard your little 'conversation' with Leah outside," I started. It sounded like this was the typical conversation you had with a casual friend over lunch. He visibly blanched. "And I would just like to let you know that by tomorrow night I'll be out of here. I can't believe that I gave up Edward for you!" There goes my calm, evenness. The little ghost of the hole in my chest for him flared again at the memory. For a split second, I couldn't breathe as the rush of memories hit me like a tidal wave. I shut my eyes tightly as the tears behind my eyes threatened to flood my face. This was not the time, I needed my head on straight. Jacob got closer to me and started yelling in my face.

"NO! You made the decision to break up with him! I'm sure that you were already going to before I encouraged you to! Don't you blame that on me! And you're not leaving! Who else would love you?" I could smell the whiskey on his breath, and it made me gag slightly. I couldn't imagine how many drinks he had. Or how much he spent. "Jacob," I used his full name now. "I am going to leave. I can't just stay here with you while you try and get with my best friend. Did you expect me to not find out? Or did you just get it into your stupid little fucked up brain that I would stay here if I knew? Leah was right about you! I can't believe that I didn't listen to her!"

I moved to go around him so I could go get my things. I would go to New York City and hopefully be able to publish my book. But, he wrapped one hand around my right shoulder and pinned me to the wall.

"No! You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me. At. All! If anyone is going to be leaving it will be me. You're a pathetic bitch of a dreamer. When are you ever going to get your head out of the clouds? There is nothing better than me out there!"

With that, he brought his free hand up and hit me square in the jaw. The back of my head collided with the wall behind me. My eyes watered and I could taste the blood in my mouth. He threw me as hard as he could onto the floor. That shit hurt! He walked over to the kitchen and started for the vodka in the cabinet. After he got through that, he'd be beyond drunk.

The shock of what he just did wore off. Then the pain of what just happened took its' place. I sat on the floor staring at him, I was too stunned to move. Realizing for the first time what he was capable of. Reality set in, so did my resolve.

That's it. I'm really going to leave and go to New York and be done with Forks, once and for all. I went into the bedroom and got my purple and silver suitcase and my smaller blue and black one and threw all of my possessions in them. I would just have Leah come and get the bigger stuff like my furniture that can't go on a spur of the moment cross country move. As I grabbed my yellow Dooney&Bourke purse off the table, I got a good look at Jacob. He was passed out on the couch. At that point, my anger towards him subsided as my anger towards myself doubled inside.

I should have seen this coming. I couldn't believe that I let him get in the way of everything. My dreams, my friends, and…Edward. But not anymore. I'm going to make this shit right. I had to. At this point, I honestly had no other choice.

An: So I really hope that y'all like this. Me and my unofficial/official beta musicalxsilence were on the phone and texting forever to make this practically perfect! She wants this as bad as everyone else :) Luv you Cierra 3