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I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry! It's just that I had sorta lost interest. But my bff convinced me to continue. This is for you, Ann! :)

TO THE STORY!

Last time

"Bella!""You gave us quite a scare there, Bells. You didn't wake up for more than four hours."

"Four hours?" I exclaim.

"Yeah! I was so scared!" Angela says.

"What about you? You got hurt as well." I say, noticing the bandage on her head.

"S'not as bad as you..."

"Bella!"

And there stood...

BPOV

And there stood...

"Jacob!" I cried out, looking at his extremely worried russet brown face surrounded by long, shaggy, ink black hair.

"Bella! How are you? Wow you look pretty banged up!" He says, nervously.

"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine, apart from the fact that I'm covered in bandages!" I say, trying to lighten the mood.

It didn't work.

"Um y'know that guy you're, um, uh dating?"-my heart clenched-"Yeah, well he's in the waiting room, you know, um, waiting, because he's not family, like blood family, or maternally, since you guys are just dating and Charlie let me come in! So we're like family!"

" Yeah, we are." I say to him, smiling.

"I mean, we're not blood related either, but but we're so close, ya know? And our parents, I mean your dad and Billy, are so close..." He rambled on, making me laugh, even knowing that he is in the hospital.

I make a quick choice, and say," Um, can I talk to Jake?"

"Sure!" Angela and Charlie say at the same time.

I wait for them to leave and when they don't I say, "Uhh, alone?"

"Oh yeah, sure." Charlie says awkwardly. Then he and Angela back out of the room.

I turn to Jake and he says,"Um, so what do you wanna talk about?"

Well, this is as awkward as I imagined. Maybe even more. *blushies!*

"Okay. Just say it. So. Edward sorta... no totally and definitely cheated on me." I mumble, blushing.

"WHAT?! THAT NO GOOD BASTARD! I SWEAR TO GOD, BELLA I'M GONNA KILL HIM!" He yells, scaring the bejesus outta me. I never would have pegged Jake as the angry type, but looking at him now, his hair all over the place and his face flushed with anger, I am terrified.

"Woah woah woah! This is a damn hospital Jake! Calm the fish out!" I say, trying to calm him down.

Now he's breathing hard, calming down a bit. I hold his hand and immediately pull my hand back.

"Holy bejesus! You're burning up! How are you feeling? Are you SICK?" I bellow.

"No, I'm not feeling right. I'll go home and take some meds. Bye." And with that, he stormed out of the room, before I could remind him that we were in a hospital. He could just get the meds here.

"Bye?"

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooo? You guys probably know what's gonna happen now. ;)

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