"So, where're we gonna go?" Bella inquired as her usual pasty color returned. Edward simply smiled at her. She was sitting in the back of the car; Edward had insisted that he needed to buckle her up in back seat after she had tried to grab the wheel while he was driving. She happily complied, accepting it simply as a gesture for her own safety. This made is easier for Edward to dwell on Jacob. He watched out the windows, at the dense woods and thought of what they had shared. He was going to win Jacob's heart. He didn't know how he was going to do it yet. He didn't know what he was going to do with Bella. She was so tenuous, so feeble. To his regret, he had made himself a staple in her life. She had grown an unhealthy dependence on him, not only because he was a vampire, but because she had made an assumption of his feelings to her. He had told her that he loved her and wanted to protect her, but only because he thought it would make it easier to get in her pants. He glanced down fondly at his instrument of pleasure. Bella didn't even know what a penis was. She had been such a waste of time and now she had adhered to him. He worried about what was yet to come. His heart was a muddle of complicated twists and turns that couldn't unravel until he cut a few ties.
Jacob reflected on his words with Edward. Laying on his bed, the echoes of their parting words haunted his mind and heart. He sat up in a rush. He made a quick decision to make mashed potatoes and eat ice cream. As he walked to the kitchen, the idea of watching The Notebook sparked his fancy. This was going to be hard.