BPOV
The next day, all I could think of was how frustrated I was with everything. With Edward, with secrets, and with lies. Something was up and I was going to find out what.
Quickly, I pulled out my cell phone and scrolled down until I found Jacob's number. "Bella!" he said cheerfully. "What's up?"
"Something's up with Edward," I said.
"Guy troubles? I'm afraid I can't-"
"Jacob," I said urgently. "In all seriousness, I need to see you in person."
"Alright, how about I pick you up in fifteen minutes?"
"Hurry," I said and hung up.
Soon enough, he was in my driveway and I rushed out into his car. "Oh, my God! Jacob, something is wrong with Edward. He's fast."
Jacob quizzically raised his eyebrows. "Did you just call your boyfriend a slut?"
"No, Jacob! I'm being serious. One minute he's in the driver and I blink and he's opening my door for me."
"Is that all?" he chuckled.
"No. He's ice cold. And: he sparkles."
Jacob burst out laughing. I tried to slap him, but when I did, it was like hitting iron; it stung.
"Well your no help," I pouted.
"I'm sorry; I'm just not familiar with sparkly-boyfriend-itis. Maybe you should ask Dr. Cullen."
"Very funny."
He laughed. "So, you're not doing anything important today, right?"
"No, why?"
"The correct answer was yes, smart one, because you're hanging out with me all day."
I laughed. "If you insist…"
"I do. We used to have such times together, Bells. Like, we would go motorcycling and stuff like that."
"Motorcycles? I'm in."
"Knew that'd get you," he teased. "Well, we're almost at La Push. You know about La Push, right?"
"It's not like I'm stupid, of course I do." After a pause, I sighed. "It's really pretty here," I remarked. In truth, it reminded me of a car commercial. You know the ones with the nice, shiny car driving through a perfect forest?
"Yeah, I know. Living here's fun," he said.
After about five minutes, Jacob pulled into his driveway and insisted on me speaking to his father for some reason.
"Good to see you again, Bella," he said.
"Good to see you too, Billy."
"Still seeing that Edward boy?" he asked on a more serious note.
"Yeah, sort of. I mean, the engagement was called off, but he's still my boyfriend," I explained.
"Ah," he replied, and I could have sworn that I saw him share a glance with Jacob and mouth the words for now.
"Alright, well Bella," said Jacob, "follow me."
We went back out through his front door and into the open garage. Where I car should have been, I saw two motorcycles in almost perfect condition. "This one's yours," he said while pointing to the closer one. I mounted it, but then realized that I had no idea how to ride it.
"Uh, Jacob?" I asked, hoping he would realize my predicament. "As far as I'm concerned, I've never ridden a motorcycle before."
"Right!" he said, and quickly explained it to me. "Just follow my lead," he said, and sped off. I mounted and cautiously backed out of the garage. Hoping I wouldn't kill myself, I drove off after Jacob. It was exhilarating to ride so fast in the open air. I could taste the cold air on my tongue as I pulled next to Jacob. Together we cruised down the winding road that led into Forks.
"Some ride, hey?" he said while dismounting his bike. We had parked on the side of the street what appeared to be an old book store. "So are you hungry?"
"Starved," I replied. But instead of going to a diner or some other restaurant, we headed towards an ice cream parlor. While I only ordered a coke and one scoop of plain chocolate, Jacob got a strawberry smoothie and three scoops of ice cream: one mint chocolate chip, one rocky road, and one bubblegum complete with chocolate syrup and rainbow sprinkles.
"You're gonna eat all that?" I asked in a disgusted but somewhat amazed voice.
"S'why I or'er ih " he said while trying to swallow a huge mouthful.
"That is gross, Jake," I said.
He swallowed. "But you still love me, don'cha, Bells?"
"Always," I said, rolling my eyes. "Let's go ride to the beach," I suggested.
"Let me finish! Gosh…"
Of course, it only took him two minutes to finish three scoops of ice cream. Pretty soon, we were on the road driving back to La Push. Though I had now ridden a motorcycle once before, the effect of the trees blurring past me in a whirlwind of forest green. Suddenly, Jacob made a sharp turn and I was pulled back from the beauty of the ride. I saw him park his bike behind a tree and wave at me to signal his position. Parking next to him, I got and we walked towards the ocean.
"This is amazing," I gasped. "This almost as beautiful as the sunset over dessert."
"What does that look like?" he asked.
"A lot like this but with cacti and more sand."
He laughed and sat down, pulling me with him. He gently took hand and squeezed it ever so slightly. I looked up into his eyes. "Jacob?" I asked. "Are you sure I never loved anyone besides Edward?"
He stared into my eyes for a long time before answering. "No."
My heart began to beat so fast that I could have sworn he could here it. I rested my head on his lap. Somehow from that position, he ended up on his side next to me with one his legs curving in between mine. His left hand was on my right shoulder; he was almost on top of me.
"Are we alone?" I asked shakily.
"Completely," he replied and leaned in to kiss me.
Just then, my phone rang and scared us both; I pulled it out of my pants pocket and answered it. "Charlie!" I exclaimed, shakily.
"Am I interrupting anything? You sound… busy." Oh, God, what did he think I was doing?
"No, just hold on one second," I said, and covered the mouthpiece of the phone. "Jacob, get off me! You can come back later, though," I said suggestively. He chuckled.
I went back to talking with Charlie. "No, dad, everything's alright."
"O.K. It's getting late though, and I want you to come home, alright?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now. I'll see you soon."
"Bye, dad," I said and hung up. "I have to go, Jake."
"Can I come back later then?"
I laughed. "Of course, I'll be waiting. Call me tomorrow."
"See you."
And with that, I mounted my motorcycle and rode home.
JPOV
As I watched her, I realized how much I really did love her. I also realized how much she really didn't love Edward. Finally, I had a chance to what I've wanted ever since Edward and his family moved to Alaska and left Bella heartbroken. So now, there was only one thing to do.
As I rode back to my house, I figured that if I phased and ran, I could probably reach Bella's place in about fifteen minutes, just when she was pulling into her driveway. I had a feeling that Edward was going to be there, just what I needed.
After pulling into the garage and parking the bike, I took off my clothes and ran my goddamn heart out to Bella's house. Funnily enough, I passed her when she was two minutes from her house. I must be getting fast.
I hid in the bushes beside her driveway and made sure. Thirty seconds later, Edward pulled up his car and got out. I noticed him sniff the air as he leaned against the side of his expensive, shiny Volvo. He must know I'm here.
Luckily enough, Bella pulled into her driveway about ten seconds later, before Edward had any time to investigate.
"Bella," he said as she got out of the car.
"Edward? What are you doing here?" she replied.
"Where have you been all day?" he demanded.
"I was with Jake. Why?"
"You were motorcycling with Jake? That's how you suffered from head trauma in the first place! Bella are you trying to kill me?"
"Trying to kill you? You?" She sounded horrified and I didn't blame her. "You get mad at me for motorcycling because you think I'm hurting you? I don't believe you, Edward."
Edward's face looked pained, like he was sliced into a billion little pieces. "Please, Bella. I don't want to loose you again."
She stared into his eyes with disgust. "Maybe you should loose me!" And with that, she stormed inside. Despite myself, I chucked ever so slightly. After Bella went inside, I prowled out from behind the bush.
"Jacob?" said Edward. "What are you doing here?"
What are you doing here? I thought.
"I'm looking out for Bella, something you should try as well."
She's not a kid, Edward.
"Jacob, Bella is the only girl I will ever love. It's like how you imprint on people. Bella is my other half. How can I not act like this?"
Is she really, Edward? I asked, sarcastically. I played back the images from earlier today. I showed us about to kiss on the beach, our lips so close they were almost touching. How my leg was wrapped around hers and how I was almost on top of her. I showed her head in my lap, her facial expression happier than I had seen her in a long time.
As my wolf-like smile increased in size, his eyes widened and he gasped in horror. "You didn't…"
I did. Just face it, Edward: I win.
I think I killed him. His facial expression became numb, like Bella was after Edward left. He closed his eyes and went back to his car. I waited five minutes, but he didn't go away. Finally, I got bored and ran off. After all, my work here was done.