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A/N: Yay! I updated!

This chapter is kind of sad towards the end...


The next morning, I quietly tiptoed into the house, Emmett was laying on the couch watching 16 & Pregnant. I set my stuff down on the ground by the front door.

"Why are you watching this?" I giggled. He jumped, he didn't hear me come in.

"It's educational." He mumbled.

"Educational?" I asked, trying to mask my laughter. I sat down beside him.

"Yeah, now I know not to get a girl pregnant at 16 because she will go through a bunch of crap." I started laughing. I looked around the house. "Where's Charlie?"

"Fishing." He said casually.

What a relief. At least I won't have to deal with him breathing down my back about my suspension. I stayed in my room all weekend. Trying to avoid Charlie. I only came out to go to the bathroom and get food at night when he was asleep. But Sunday night, as I was raiding the fridge, Charlie came in.

"You know you don't have to avoid me." I shrugged. "I'm not that mad at you anymore, so let's just forget about?" He stuck his hand out. I shook it.

"Forget about it!" I exclaimed quietly. We both quietly laughed.

"Besides, Emmett doesn't have class this week. And you'll be stuck with him." He went back upstairs with a smug grin on his face. I frowned.

I walked into the living room since I couldn't fall asleep. I plopped onto the soft sofa, and glided the late night television channels. I was in the middle of a The Nanny marathon, when around 5 AM I finally fell asleep.

I was in some busy city bus stop. I saw Jacob through the crowd. I ran to him.

"Jacob!" I shouted. "What are you doing?" I asked exasperated from running. He ignored me, staring straight ahead. I looked around me. There was a bench a good couple of feet away. I realized Alice sitting there. She was crying- that's an understatement- she was bawling. I looked up at Jake. "What happened? Why is Alice crying?"

He finally looked down at me.

"You'll find out soon." I tugged on his muscular arm.

"What's going on Jacob?" I could sense something wrong. A white bus pulled to a stop in front of us. It's doors screeched open, and I saw Alice cry harder. The whole crowd of people piled onto the bus, leaving behind groups of people crying. Jacob starting to approach the doors. He took one step and I followed. He looked down at me, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Jacob, for what?"

He took three more steps until he was on the bus. I stepped on one of the steps, he stopped me by putting his hands on my shoulders.

"You can't come." He said sternly.

"Why?" He continued to walk to the back of the bus.

The driver turned and looked at me. "Because it's not your turn." He said as I slowly glided down onto the ground.

I started coughing, trying to breathe.

"Bella!" Someone yelled. My eyes blinked open as I tried to breathe.

Emmett started patting my back.

My breathing returned to normal. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I must have choked in my sleep or something like that.." I heard some sniffling and hiccups. I looked over to see Alice, with tears steaming down her face. It reminded me of my dream. Rosalie was sitting by her, trying to calm her. I glanced at the clock sitting by me. It was three in the afternoon.

I hurried up over to her. "Alice what's wrong?" She wouldn't speak, instead Emmett did.

"You know, your friend Jacob?" I nodded, walking towards him. "Well after school, he uh..." He looked at Rosalie for help.

"Um, well Bella, it was a tough day for him, and when he got home, he-" She dragged out slowly.

"Killed himself!" Alice screeched, sobs wrenching her small body.

a/n: Somehow, Jacob always gets the bad end of the stick in my stories... HeHe.

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