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Chapter Song: Lose Your Love by Vanessa Hudgens


Chapter 4

~Bella's POV~

With Bella after the failed phone call attempts...

Call after call, Jake wasn't answering. I had no way of knowing whether or not my messages were being heard. For all I knew, I was just spewing my feelings to the air. The messages would probably be deleted once someone found out they were from me. But, I deserved as much.

I guess I should just call it how it is. Happiness with Jacob was just a pipe dream, my pleas for forgiveness falling on death ears. I had waited too long to begin listening to what my heart had been saying to me all along...it was always Jacob, but I had let it slip through my fingers and pass. He was lost to me now and I had no one to to blame but myself.

The consequences of what I had lost because of my foolishness slammed over me like a tsunami and I was drowning, unable to breathe. My chest was becoming tight, harsh pants rushed past my lips as I felt the walls of the room closing in around me. I was having a full out panic attack. I just needed to get out of here, and quick.

I slammed the phone back into its cradle with urgency and bolted for the door. I needed fresh air, the room, coupled with my mistakes was threatening to swallow me whole.

The second I got through the bedroom door, I cursed myself for asking for the Grand Suite, it was filled with doors. Single doors, double doors...door, door, door. What the hell was I thinking asking for this suite? Oh, right...it was for in case Edward came looking for me, doing the unlikely thing, I had checked into the most expensive room to hide out in.

I felt like I was running through a maze on my way to escaping the suddenly suffocating room. Single door, take a left, double doors, run forward, take a right, another set of double doors...finally freedom! I can breathe again! It took every fiber of my being not to fall forward and hug the floor.

"That wouldn't raise questions at all," I thought to myself.

Quickly composing myself, I started walking down the hallway to the elevator. By time I got to the elevator, I had decided to take the stairs. Going down fourteen floors stuck in a confined space...yeah, I'll pass. I'd rather not return to panic mode and a cramped elevator would make me do just that.

The fourteen flights of stairs took me awhile to make it down to the lobby. My feet and legs were protesting against the extensive work out that they weren't used to me putting them through. I walked straight into the hotel's conjoining restaurant, Studio 1000, and plopped into the first chair I saw, intent on resting my aching muscles. I should have paid attention...the table I sat at was already occupied.

"Good one, Bella," I thought to myself. "I'm sorry," I apologized, moving to get up.

"No worries," the woman who was already at the table assured me. "You don't have to go," she told me, bookmarking her book and closing it.

I looked over, trying to read the look on her face to figure out if she actually meant that or not.

"Are you sure?" I asked her, hesitantly.

She smiled and nodded her head, placing her book on the table in front of her. "I don't mind the company."

"Umm...okay, thanks," I smiled back at her, sitting back down.

The woman, who looked to be middle-aged, leaned forward reaching her hand out. "I'm Anna," she introduced herself.

I shook her hand. "Bella."

"It's nice to meet you, Bella."

"Nice to meet you, too," I replied. "So, what brings you here?" I asked, making small talk.

I assumed that since she had closed her book and told me I could stay that she was friendly enough to talk to.

"I'm on my honeymoon," she answered cheerfully, taking me completely off guard.

What were the chances?

"Ok, Bella. Just stay calm," I coached myself. "It's just a coincidence. No big deal."

Taking a deep breath that I hoped Anna wouldn't notice, I put on my best half fake, half real smile and smiled at her. "Congratulations!"

She grinned in return. "Thank you."

"Of course, it's definitely something to celebrate," I said in the most cheerful voice that I could muster.

"Yes, it is. My new husband is wonderful," she beamed.

"I'm sure he views you the same way," I replied.

All the while, I was thinking to myself, "Yeah, look who's talking...the run away bride."

"So, how about you?" Anna asked me, breaking me from my thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?" I questioned since I hadn't been really paying attention to her.

Anna nodded her head in the direction of my hand. "Your ring," she said. "Are you married, too?"

I looked down and realized that I never took of Edward's ring. "Oh...umm...well, I..." I trailed off, quickly removing the ring and placing it in my jeans pocket. "I just forgot to take it off."

Anna watched my actions intently. "Everything okay?" she asked when I looked back up at her.

"Yeah, everything is fine," I lied...the words rolling off of my tongue like slick oil. It was a simple lie told everyday by billions of people but it left a sour taste in my mouth. "Everything is just fine."

She looked doubtful. "Are you sure?" she asked, double checking. "I mean, I don't mean to pry, but I'm here to listen if you need me."

"Was she for real?" I asked myself. "I just met her. Was I really suppose to just spill my guts to a complete stranger?"

Telling my sob story to someone I had just met was not something I really cared to do, so I changed the subject.

"Not to be nosy or anything...but if you're on your honeymoon then why aren't you with your husband?" I asked.

"What a dumb question. Seriously, Bella?" I scolded, internally kicking myself. "Good going. Now you just might have to tell her your sob story. I mean, personal business for personal business, right?"

Anna sighed, and answered, "Poor guy got sick."

"Oh, that's not good," I said. "On your honeymoon, too."

"Yeah," she replied, sadly. "He's asleep right now, so I decided I'd come down here and read for a while."

"Oh, okay."

Despite my hoping that she would forget the path of the conversation from seconds before, Anna asked, "So, did you want to talk about whatever is bothering you?"

"Nope, not at all," was what I wanted to say.

But, then I got to thinking.

"It usually helps if you can vent to someone," she added as an afterthought, which just so happened to be the same thing that I was thinking.

"Alright, so maybe it wouldn't hurt," I thought to myself. "After all, I'd probably never see her again after tonight. But, at the same time...and, here come the cons."

After some thought, I was dead set on nicely saying "thank you, but no thank you."

What came out was not what I originally intended to say. "You'd probably think I am a pathetic excuse of a human being."

Thinking and speaking down about myself wasn't good but after everything I had screwed up lately...my opinion of the person I had become wasn't very high at the moment. I couldn't change any of it...okay, well I could, but I didn't know how to fix this.

Anna shook her head and waved her hand in a motion that went along with her words, " Nonsense, I'm sure you're nothing of the sorts."

"You say that now," I said quietly.

Anna leaned back in her chair. "Why not let me be the judge of that?"

I sighed. "Alright, fine," I said, caving in. "Let's give this a try."

Anna crossed her arms and smiled at me. "I'm ready to listen when you're ready to talk."

"Alright, here goes nothing," I told myself as I took a deep breath and began explaining. "Well, I sort of got married today, too."

Anna raised an eyebrow at me as she curiously asked, "Sort of?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah, sort of."

"Did you change your mind at the last minute?" she wondered out loud.

I looked down at my hands and whispered, "More like after the last minute."

"What do you mean by that?"

"No going back now," I thought to myself. "Well, I said my vows and everything. But, then..." I paused as I felt tears begin to well up in my eyes. "No, not here. Not now."

Anna leaned forward and placed one of her hands over mine in a comforting manner. "Take your time," she said, her tone warm and soothing.

And I did.

After a few minutes of not saying anything, I took a deep breath and finished my last train of thought, "He came back. Everything seemed fine until then."

"Who's he?" Anna questioned.

"Jacob...My Jacob," I answered sadly, quickly correcting myself as a wave of pain tugged at my heart. "Or, he used to be."

I couldn't say anything else because I was now full on sobbing.

"I just want my Jacob back," I thought to myself.

It took every fiber in my being not to curl up in a ball right there in the chair I was sitting in and just cry until I couldn't cry anymore.

Anna waited patiently for me to get myself back together and continue.

Minutes passed before I calmed down enough to go on with everything that I needed to vent.

"When he returned something happened that made me finally realize that I can't be married to Edward when I'm in love with him," I whispered. "I'm in love with my best friend," I said more confidently. "But, because of the circumstances surrounding the guy I married and my best friend, I knew it was too late to do anything to fix the mess I made..."

"So you ran," she finished for me.

I looked up at her and nodded my head. "Yeah, I did." Confused by her finishing my thought for me, I asked, "How did you know that?"

Anna gave me a brief smile before leaning forward, closer to me, and confessed, "Because I was you once before."

I was both surprised and confused by her confession. "You were?" I asked in shock. "How so?"

Anna told me that this was her second marriage.

I was shocked when she told me her story. It was so weird how close it was to my own.

Anna explained how she had been a similar version of me once upon a time. She regaled her tale, how she had married her Edward but unlike myself, she failed to realize as quickly as I had that it was her Jacob she belonged with. Luckily, she came to her senses and realized her heart wasn't in the marriage. Sure, it wasn't easy but she refused to give up on making things right with her and her Jacob. After she poured her heart out to him, he gave her a second chance. Now they were happily married and on their honeymoon.

So many questions were running through my head after she told me her story.

What were the chances that I would actually meet a woman who had once been in the same position I was in? Was this some sort of sign from God? If it was, then what exactly was I being told? That I shouldn't give up? That I should fight tooth and nail for Jacob? That I should fight to fix my mistakes even if I died trying?

I thought about it for a while, weighing the pros and cons of each question. I finally came to the conclusion, after giving it some much needed deliberation, that meeting Anna, who had a story so much like mine, was a sign. Whether it was from God...or from the ancestors of Jacob's tribe, it was a sign nonetheless. There was a reason I met her today, when I was so close to just giving up. Meeting Anna, today...now of all times, gave me hope...she reminded me to never give up hope.

If I walked away from this with learning anything from Anna's story, it was to never give up...no matter how hard it may seem. I knew what I had to do...I would do whatever it took to get Jacob to listen...to me and to what my heart wanted...needed most...him..always him.

I would fight for him just like he had fought for me time and time again.


Alright, there's Chapter 4! What do you think?

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Next chapter; Seth's POV - Jacob still isn't sure about whether he should believe Bella or not. Seth is afraid that Jacob is going to ruin his chance at happiness by acting like that, so he confronts him about it.