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Chapter 5

BPOV

I ran away from him. I ran away from Edward. My one and only love. Why did I run away from him? I couldn't figure out why I ran. He called my name! He looked as if he wanted to be with me, but why did I run away from him? I asked myself this question over and over again as I drove home. Alice was uncharacteristically quiet in her car seat.

When we got home, I dressed Alice in her pajamas, gave her something to eat, changed her diaper, and put her in her crib, even though it was only three in the afternoon. I sat in the living room. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't cry. I wanted to see Edward again, but I knew I couldn't. It wouldn't be good for my health if I saw him again. I loved Edward; I loved him with all my heart. Then, he broke my heart. I remembered his words in the forest with painful clarity.

"You're not good for me, Bella..." He had said.

"Don't…don't do this…" I begged.

It was too late. He already had. The hole in my chest ripped open again, leaving me gasping for air. I curled up into a ball, ignoring Alice's cries of boredom. After a while, Alice stopped screaming, and I stopped thinking. I closed my eyes, and prayed for unconsciousness to come over me.

I was in the forest again, just walking to nowhere. I was searching for something. Then I realized that there was nothing to look for.

I woke up, screaming at the top of my lungs. Jacob jumped awake. I was in the bedroom; Jake must've carried me up here. I pressed my face against the pillow, trying to strangle the strange screeching that came from me. Jacob was scared to death. This was the first time he ever saw me like this.

"Bella! Bella!" He said, frightened. "What happened? What do you need? Bella, what happened?!" He stroked my hair softly, trying to help me calm down.

His touch helped. My screams grew softer and softer, and then they stopped. Tears were streaming down my face. Jacob brushed the tears away anxiously.

"Bella? What happened?" Jacob asked as he put his hand to my face.

"N-nothing…Just a bad dream…" I replied, my voice was so shaky. Jacob wasn't convinced, but he didn't ask for more details.

I lay back down, and Jacob put his arm around me. He held me so tightly; he kept me in one piece. I fell asleep without dreaming or screaming.

Sometime around one in the morning, Alice woke up. She started crying, waking Jake and me up. We walked over to her little bedroom. Alice was lying down, her face was scrunched up, and tears were streaming down her face. Jacob walked over and picked Alice up. He held her close and she stopped crying at once. Jake hummed a lullaby and rocked Alice gently until she fell asleep again. I stood leaning against the wall, watching Jake. He never held Alice a lot, but when he did, he looked like the best father in the world. Alice was always quiet and peaceful when Jacob held her.

Jake carefully put Alice into her crib and tiptoed out of the room. I was going to go back to the bedroom when Jacob grabbed my hand.

"Bella, I need some new pants. My old ones are too short," Jake said, biting his lip.

"Jake! We bought those pants two months ago! They're new!" I gasped.

I was startled. The pants we bought were fairly new. When we bought them, the ends dragged along the ground. Had Jacob really grown that tall?

"I know! I thought I had stopped growing! We only grow when bloodsuckers are around…." Jacob muttered.

I turned white and my free hand started to shake. Jacob pulled me into a hug.

"It's okay, Bella. It's okay," he murmured in my ear.

But it wasn't okay. It really wasn't.