THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEWS! I know they aren't many, but they reallly make me happy and help me keep going :D I know you guys told me the changes in point of views were confusing so I decided to add the Bella Point of View (BPOV) or Leah's Point of View (LPOV). I know I have not had much with Leah but trust me, she is a huge part of the story, as is Seth. The next chapter starts with Leah, and I can't wait to finish it :D

Btw, this chapter is so sad for me, being a Jacob fan (HINT, HINT). You'll see. Hope you 3 the cliffhanger, haha

XxMiss JacobxX (btw the below is from my editor, BB)

E.N. This is MissJacobs editor speaking, and I just wanted to make my praise for this story public. So far it is a amazing story, and I know there is a lot more to come. I absolutely love it! I also want you to know that you will probably need a box of tissues with you for the end of this story I know I did!

Sincerely: BitterBeginnings.

Chapter 3

BPOV

"But I want to go! Come on, mom!" Rennesmee moaned "I just want to get out of this house for once!"

We had been arguing about the same thing for almost an hour, and it was driving me crazy. We are both sitting at the table of our kitchen, something that has become another usual routine me.

Seth had been missing for two days now, and the rest of the pack and the Quileutes were out searching for him. Last night, Edward had handed me a note that he had said was given to him by Seth, before Seth had left. Edward had been careful not to tell me what the note was about. All I knew is that Seth wanted me to read it.

I hadn't opened that precious note yet, and now was my chance. Except, that, well, Nessie wanted to go to Jacob's house now and kept on moaning when I said no. Supposedly, Jacob had not gone on this "hunt for Seth" either.

"No. He'll hurt you, he's dangerous," I state as firmly as I can, "He isn't a good influence for you".

Nessie grumbles and looks over to the door longingly.

"Mum! Please..." she pleads again.

"I have said no to this a thousand times, young woman!"

This is getting annoying, isn't it? I think

"Please, I won't get into any trouble, its just JACOB!"

Rennesmee looked as if she was at her bursting point, as if she were holding back the scream she wanted to emit. She had her hands clenched into fists and was gritting her teeth.

"No. And that's final." I fold my arms, chuckling at how strict I sounded.

At this, Nessie's nostrils flare. She is livid. She tosses her beautiful bronze hair behind her and placed her perfect hands on her hips, staring at me square in the eyes.

Lovely eyes, I must add.

"What? Now you are laughing at me?! Seriously. You are the one who is so madly in love with him and can't even notice it yourself! It pains you to see him with your own daughter. I can see it, see right through you, mom! He's over you, ok? He told me that he liked you before me, but it was just a tiny crush, in other words, nothing! Jeez, he imprinted on me, and you know that, mom!"

Her words hurt me more than I was expecting them to. I could feel the impact deep inside me. My lip trembles and I look down at my pale white hands, not knowing what to do with them, where to put them.

"Go." My voice is a barley audible gasp, and I am forced to sit down on the floor from the immediate pain in my throat.

There is stillness in the air and I wonder what Nessie is doing.

My hands are clutching my throat, and tears would be coming, if I were still human.

As the stinging subsides, I glance up to see where Nessie is and I find her on her knees, beside me. She places her arms around me.

"Mom?" she asks, aghast (change to softly, it sounds to sharp).

"I am fine, just go."

I say these words with as much of a normal voice as I can. Nessie looks at me, doubtful.

"I didn't mean that," she whispers.

"It's okay, just go to Jacob's house." I reply with a nervous little chuckle, wanting her to leave now.

She looks at me one last time making her mind up, she strides towards the door and out of sight. Once she is outside I hear her say "bye" and then she is gone.

I stare at the spot in which my daughter had been standing a minute ago. How can I be such a monster? Preventing my own daughter to go to her friend's house out of pure jealousy?

I thought Jacob was in love with me, but it appears that- he isn't. Was I really in love with him? Yes, the irritating voice inside my head states. No, I gave up on him when I married Edward. Did you? It retorts.

Did I really? When? Didn't I miss my Jacob?

All these questions are puzzling me.

Amidst my thoughts, I sit down on one of the chairs to rethink this through all again, placing my hands on the wooden table which is centered in the middle of our kitchen. I don't know what to do, and I glance at the telephone sitting glumly on the counter. My hands reach for it at their own accord. I have to make peace with Jacob. I do really love him, in some part of me, deep, deep, down.

I dial the number and listen to the rings. At the second ring a rough husky voice answers.

"Hello?"

I am silent for a while, not knowing what to say. I sigh deeply and prepare to speak.

"Who is it?" I hear Nessie's voice in the background, some near distance to the phone that Jacob must be holding.

The husky voice whispers "Bella." to Nessie and I hear a groan.

The bitterness in his voice when he said my name makes me wince as if it were some sort of acid, dripping on my skin.

"I just wanted to say-" I start, but I break off at the sudden stillness I can hear on the other end.

"You were supposed to be my best friend, Bella. You punched me and you said you hated me and you attacked me. That's enough."

The last two words are spoken more as if they were a question for me to answer.

"You said you hated me too. You imprinted on Nessie!"

"I thought you would understand." His tone is flat, lifeless.

"Well, I don't." I reply, nailing the words into him.

There is a short pause in which I wait for his reply. He doesn't, wanting me to add onto what I just said. He sighs, wistful.

"Look, leech, just- leave me alone, just-. "

Again, he sighs, this time sounding dejected and forlorn.

"And thanks for letting Nessie come over, Bells. I just- I-," Jacob clears his voice "I don't think we should be around each other anymore, Bells. It's not- I don't want any more fighting."

My cracked voice answers, I stop breathing and hold my breath

"Ok."

I hang up, blocking out my former best friend. I cannot believe I am unable to cry, to comfort myself at this time.

Seth's note falls out of my pocket. It is roughly folded in four, slightly crumpled in the corners. I open it up and read. I read it once, nearly fall out of the chair, a loud gasp escaping my lips, joining my troubled train of thoughts.

And at this time, if I were still human, I would have no tears left to cry.

This was too much now.

Impossible.