So this took a very long time…my bad. But thanks to all the reviews, I'm so glad that people are liking it! The next, and final, part is going to take a while…because I'm EXTENDING it in a major way. What can I say, I was inspired. :)

2/TWO/II [WORDS]

"You imprinted." Bella felt her arms shaking, so she crossed them. Jacob was just shoveling down a bowl of cereal, it was his first day of working at the new garage on the Rez, and he was in a rush.

But that didn't stop him from choking on his frosted flakes.

Bella wasn't asking, she was accusing him. She knew.

"Bells…" He's trying to say through the lump of food in his throat.

"Don't even bother, Jacob Black. You've obviously made your choice. I'm just here to tell you that I'm moving out." She's storming out of the garage, into the house.

Bella's not even looking at what she's packing, she's just throwing things into a bag, choking sobs back.

"Bella!" Jacob comes tearing after her into the house. "What—"

"It doesn't matter how I found out. Save it for someone who cares."

"Bella—"

"I'm not going to stick around to watch you—" Her voice hitches. "Fall for someone else."

Jacob's flapping his mouth.

"How could you do this to me?" She flies around, finally looking at him. "After everything…after Edward. How could you do this to me? You are an inconsiderate…asshole, Jacob. Now get out of my way."

Jacob might find the situation slightly humorous, with her haphazardly packed suitcase, full of bowls and socks. But he doesn't. And he doesn't move.

"I said, get out of my way."

"Not until you explain to me what the fuck is happening."

"You imprinted. And I'm gone. I don't want to go through this again…I didn't think you would ever do this to me…"

"If you would just tell me what you think happened—"

"I already told you what happened Jacob—"

"Or let me get in a word—"

"Well, sorry, I don't want to hear some excuse or lame apology. But I can't handle this type of thing right now, and—"

"I DIDN'T IMPRINT BELLA."

And that finally gets her attention.

"What?"

"I said, I didn't imprint. Which should explain some of my current confusion."

Even as Bella feels relief wash over her, she sees Jacob, and his growing anger.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, well then. Cool. But I'd like to know how you think I could do that." She doesn't say anything. "I bet you would be pretty fucking offended if I started accusing you of going after the Bloodsucker."

"Don't swear at me."

"Really?"
"I was talking to Sam…and he said something about you being with another girl, and I assumed…"

"That I imprinted. That there was no other worldly reason for me to be with a girl?"

"On reflection it sounds a bit unreasonable."

"Yeah, a bit."

"I'm sorry, Jake."

"We can't keep having this fight, Bells."

Bella nods, tears forming back in her eyes. Because she knows she's being unreasonable. And there's a part of her that's sure that Jacob won't cheat on her, that he won't leave her. But she's in this for the long haul. She's with him for good. And the chance that he might maybe leave, against his control…it's terrifying.

"I know. I'm just…"

"Just what?"

"I'm terrified you're going to break my heart, Jacob Black."

And the anger he felt is gone, like a punch to the gut.

"I don't think I could, even if I wanted to."

Bella bites her lip, wiping her eyes off. "Alright."

"The girl was a real estate agent."

"What?"

"I found a place to open a new garage at. She was showing it to me."

"Oh."

Bella leans against the wall, and shuts her eyes. She feels stupid, and relieved, and everything in between. It's like she can't quite get a grip. She only opens her eyes when she feels something tickling her cheek.

Jacob's face is so close it looks like he only has one eye. "I won't ever leave you Bells."

"You promise?"

"Yeah."

She wraps her arms around him, tucking her head into his chest.

"Not even for the blonde real estate agent."

Bella looks up at him, frowning.

"Too soon?" He's grinning, but it's more of a wince.

"Maybe, a little." She smiles.

"Love you."

"You too."