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I woke that next morning feeling like I was on cloud nine. Jacob was still sleeping on the bed next to me, but I was hungry so I pulled on a soft, snow white robe that hung off of one of the many hooks near the bedroom door.
Cooking without any distractions gave me a chance to think. And a chance to actually let my grief over what I did to Edward finally set in. He might have done the same thing to me after my eighteenth birthday, but that was not an excuse for what I had done to him last night. He had at least tried to be nice about it to me. He hadn't had any way of anticipating the way I would react, but my behavior was absolutely inexcusable.
I could feel the edges of the hole in my chest left by him - though it was nearly diminished by now - tear around the edges. I had worked so hard to get over the vampire that I had loved so much, and now the hole had a mind of its own.
My eyes were tearing up, and by the time I had my breakfast on the small table the water works had started. When Jacob finally came out of the bedroom he looked much the same way that I had when I had first woke up. His mood changed when he got a look at me.
He walked over to me and pulled me off the chair and into his lap to sit on the floor and rock me gently. "Shhh, honey. It's okay. Everything is okay. Don't cry, honey. Shhh." He continued rocking me in his arms and whispering to me until I finally composed myself enough to reach my face up to kiss his cheek. He smiled.
"Oh, Jake. I-I-I'm so s-s-sorry. I'm ruining th-the morning." I told him.
He shushed me again. "Bella. Honey. You're ruining nothing. I was waiting for this to happen after last night. That bloodsucker never should have come back around. Honey, everything is okay, I promise."
I smiled weekly as he kissed my tears away. Once I had finished composing myself enough to coherently form sentences I apologized again. "Oh, bu-but Jake, it's all my fault. I never should have dated a vampire. I never should have loved him at all." My tears threatened to fall again.
"Bella," Jacob said in a hushed voice. "Bella, honey, it is in your nature to love whatever comes your way. The vampire took advantage of that. Don't beat yourself over something that is outside your control. If you really feel that awfully over the things that were said last night, why don't you leave him a letter on the porch swing. His scent is freshest around there."
I smiled a watery smile up at my love. "Jacob Black. How do you always know just the right thing to say?"
He laughed quietly. "Imprinting lets me be what you need. Right now, you need someone to comfort you, so I am. It's one good thing about becoming a werewolf."
I laughed with him, and finally we got up off the floor. "Right, well I suppose that I really ought to write that letter, but first . . ." I started towards the bedroom, a coy smile on my face. He chuckled lightly and picked me up, carrying me towards the large, comfortable bed to spend the morning in.
Right-o, that's the end of this chapter. Next chapter: Edward's letter is written and even recieves a written response. :) REVIEW, and we'll get it out much quickly.
