Jacob called. Of course he had called. For crying out loud, it was all he seemed to do anymore. It was funny to me how seemingly busy he had been the day I had told him, to now suddenly be able to spare what seemed like all of his time for me.

I was back at my house now. Alice and I had talked for a while. I explained to her everything that happened, why it happened, how it happened and after lots of tears and sobs, mixed in with a bunch of hugging I decided to go home. I had been so lucky that Alice was the only one who had been there. That would have been so awkward running into him after all we'd been through.

I needed to call Jacob and tell him. I couldn't let him go on like this, calling and calling, excitedly waiting for the approaching day that he finally became a father. The sooner I told him… the better.

So when I caught my phone ringing, annoying taunting me, I picked it up.

"Hey." He said, happily. Why did I have to do this? No more! Hadn't I been through enough? I had went through so much, shouldn't my punishments be done for by now?

"Jacob…" a single, lonely tear fell from my eye, followed by another. This isn't right…

"Yeah?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you. In person."

"I'm on my way." he said. I heard keys rattling in the background.

"No, that's okay. I'm already on the way. Just stay where you are." I said back.

"Okay. Is everything alright?" he wondered. I just sat the phone down in the seat beside me, pretending as if I had already hung up the phone.

When I arrived, he was back. No, I mean he was back. That goofy Jacob, the one who runs through the rocks smiling and waving from a far enough distance that it didn't make any sense… he was back. It was just to bad that I was going to crash a meteor through it all.

He opened my door for me, and smiled. When I didn't smile back, he frowned. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Let's take a walk on the beach." I suggested. He looked at me with a suspicious look on his face. He knew something was up. I hated doing this to him… I had thought telling him I was pregnant was going to be the hardest thing I ever did… Obviously, I had never considered how hard a situation such as this would be.

Would this mean we were done? Would I be lonely the rest of my natural-born life? Would Edward try to get me back? Would Jacob still want anything to do with me? Or the best question yet, why couldn't I just except that i deserved every bad thing happening to me?

I swallowed. We walked along the side of the water for a little while. Eventually, we got out of range, and I had no idea where we were.

"We're far away from Billy now. What was it you wanted to tell me?" he asked. He knew this was something serious. He had made sure we would be away from anyone who might hear us. I took a deep breath.

"I just got back from the doctor." That was all I said. I knew in that instant that I was going to cry. I would not be able to stop it, but that didn't stop me from trying. I put my fingers to my head, suffering from keeping the tears in.

Jacob nodded. "And?" he asked. "It's twins, isn't it?' he guessed.

I looked up to him, with a confused look. All I did was nod my head no. I still hadn't composed myself enough to talk. I was still working on blocking all tears. I just made my head just hurt worse.

"Cancer?" Nod. "Triplets?" Still no. "Some random disease nobody knows of?"

Still, I nodded no, pinching my fingers to my head.

"Well what is it Bella?" he was slightly annoyed now. "I gotta know."

"No." I said in a very small voice. My head ached more. "You don't want to know." I dropped my hands from my head. What use was it? "Jacob…" big breath. "There was no heartbeat. He didn't make it." I spoke quietly.

I didn't cry. How shocked I was…

"What?" he gasped.

"Jacob I… I'm so sorry." I said. He was shaking. "Jake, don't. It will be okay. Things happen."

"What did you do?" he spit.

"What?"

"You know exactly what I mean. What did you do to him?" he said, shaking more.

"Jake, I didn't do anything! I can't control-"

"Whatever!" he yelled, his arms were shaking. I grabbed them. He had to stop this. He ranked his arms from mine and backed up a little. "You and I both know you're obsessed with that blood sucker! What did that fancy rich doctor do to you, huh?" he yelled. His whole body was shaking now. No…

"Jacob!" I said, appalled. "I would never!"

"Save it!" he neck twitched. He held his head back, his hands tightening into fists. I could see veins in his neck. Many of them. "You… never… selfish…" he shook worse.

My first instinct was to run, but all I could do was watch in horror as his anger turned him to a wolf. I gasped. Run! My thoughts yelled at me. How could Jake think such a thing?

RUN! Just get the hell out-of-the-way! My thoughts yelled. I listened to them and turned around to run, but I was too late. He claws scraped across my arm. I didn't really hurt, but I could was pretty sure it was bleeding.

I fell to the ground and protected myself with my good arm. He pounced at me, his razor-sharp claws, scraping my arm, the only thing protecting me. I could feel his nails claw through flesh and muscle, tearing at whatever it touched. I screamed, but we were to far away from everyone, for anyone to hear me.

His sharp teeth bit down on my arm, I could hear a loud crack as the bones in my arm disconnected. I screamed louder and louder. Everything I saw was in a shade of dark red. The pain in my arm… it hurt so much…

The red tint, turned to black as I lost consciousness.