Author's Note: Yay! The next chappie. A bit longer, but still short so I'm sorry. I just don't have much time right now, I'm trying to help my mom move. I hope you like it :D

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Bella's POV: Chapter 10

I sat there for a while, confused, before sighing. Standing up, I walked downstairs, surprised when warm arms engulfed me.

"Bella!" Jake's rough voice said in excitement, not letting me go, "I'm glad you're ok!"

He wrinkled his nose slightly and took a step back, making me blush once more. Did I smell bad? Discreetly I sniffed my hair and concluded that I didn't, making me wonder why he stepped away. "Why wouldn't I be ok?" I asked, yawning tiredly.

"Because that bloo- I mean, because you took off last night. Charlie called, I was worried," he said, quickly correcting himself. I wondered what he was going to say, but didn't have time to before Jake's hand shot out, holding my pentacle in his wide palm.

"What's this? This is some kinda' witch thing right?" He asked, staring at it in dislike. I glanced over at Charlie, who had been watching us. He tensed up, turning around and walking into the kitchen.

"It's nothing," I said, pulling it away from him. He saw my expression and nodded, knowing I didn't want to talk about it right now.

"Is Billy here?"

"Nah, I wanted to come check up on you."

"Well, am I safe enough for you?" I laughed, punching his arm gently.

"No." I assumed he was being playful, laughing quietly sitting down on the couch with him. He put his arm around me, and I leaned into it, just like I always do. Jake was amazing, my personal Sun, my source of happiness when I was sad.

"Bella, I don't want you hanging out with Edward," He said softly, "He's not… safe."

"What?" I turned to look up at him in surprise, pulling out of his grip. His arm fell limply to his side and his smile fell with it. He turned away, frowning still, and leaned against the armrest.

"He's not safe," he repeated quietly. This time I frowned, wondering what he was going on about and how he knew I'd become friends with Edward.

"In fact," he went on, his voice turning husky as he whispered to me, "His whole family isn't. They're all dangerous Bella. Just please… Think about it."

And with that he walked out, closing the door with a click just as Charlie returned with some mugs of hot cocoa. "Where'd Jake go?" He asked me. I shrugged in response, staring at the door as he sighed, I guess assuming I still wasn't talking to him, and set the mugs down in front of me.

The smell of chocolate filled the air and finally I took one, taking a long sip. I could barely feel it burn my tongue, barely taste the creamy chocolate as it rushed down my throat, burning everything it touched.

Fishing a marshmallow out, I popped it into my mouth, biting into the fluffy white treat as I thought. Why would Jacob say the Cullens were dangerous, when all of them had been so nice to me? Well, with the exception of Rosalie of course, though she hadn't exactly been mean, just… indifferent.

None of it seemed to make sense, so I tried to brush it off and ignore it. Jake would get over it, he always did. He was like my brother, so he was just trying to protect me.

"Hey dad?"

"Yeah Bells?"

"I'm sorry," I said, turning to look at him as he poked his head out of the kitchen. He smiled slightly and nodded, surprising me by coming over and engulfing me in a hug.

"So am I honey. So am I."

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