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I know it took FOREVER but I was finally able to write this chapter. Sorry for taking so long. For those of you who have seen Breaking Dawn Part 2, or even the posters, you will know the significance of FOREVER in my first sentence.

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Chapter 10
(Haley's POV)
Storming off from the only person who can drive you home is probably not the best idea. I thought to myself as I stomped away.
I was a few miles away from home and really needed to think. I knew my anger was unjust but it was really hard to forgive what had happened. It would take some time to forgive him but I was sure it would happen eventually... And by eventually, I meant that as soon as I looked into his eyes I would melt and beg for his forgiveness. Wow, I was pathetic.
It took a while, but I eventually made it home. It was pretty late and I knew my parents would be worried but I couldn't help it when I paused at the door.
I had heard something but wasn't sure what. I waited, closing my eyes to see if I would hear the noise again. There was a moment of silence but once again I thought I heard a twig snap in the woods near my home. I turned to look and was not expecting what I saw. There were two large eyes staring at me from just inside the forest and just as I met its eyes, it ran.
I stood in a stupor but eventually gathered my bearings and walked inside as quietly as I could, hoping to avoid my parents. Of course nothing could ever be that easy.
My parents were standing right in front of the staircase near the door, glaring down at me. I looked at the ground and waited for the verbal smack down.
"Where have you been young lady?" My father asked in a disapproving tone.
"I was... well, you see... I was... out." I said, trying to avoid telling them where I had really been.
"Yes, thank you for pointing that out. We never noticed that our daughter was gone five hours later than she was supposed to." My mother spoke harshly. She tended to get sarcastic when she was upset.
"Would you like to tell us where?" She asked me, her tone telling me that it was not my decision whether I answered or not.
"Fine. I was at the hospital, then Jacob's car, then Alice's place." At the horrified look on their faces, I tried to change the subject.
"So, what's for dinner?" I asked lightly.
"You were at the hospital!" My mom screeched at the same time my dad yelled "You were in some boy's car!"
"Yes, on both of those." I answered sheepishly.
"Why were you at the hospital?" She asked in near hysterics.
"Well, I kind of tripped and hit my head on a desk. No big deal. I got stitched up and I'm good as new." I smiled at her, hoping to relieve her of her anxiety.
"Then you should sit down. No, you should lay down. Robert, get her some blankets will you?!" She practically yelled at my father as she tried to force me onto the couch.
"I'm fine. Really, it's no big deal."
"It certainly is a big deal, young lady. You aren't going to school tomorrow. You will be staying right here so I can keep an eye on you. Do you need anything? Water? Soda? A horse?" I chuckled at her last question but she looked serious, like if I needed a horse she would get one for me.
"I'll be fine, okay? I'm just going to lay down and go to sleep." Just as I was laying down, my mother's eyes went wide.
"Don't lay down, you had a head injury you need to stay awake. Oh no, this could be bad. Maybe I should call Dr. Cullen, or maybe-" I cut her off.
"Mom, I'm going upstairs where I'm going to do my homework. I won't go to bed until nine if that will make you happy but after that I'm going to bed. I'm tired and don't really want to deal with this right now." I said. I usually didn't talk to my mother like this but I was so tired of the theatrics. I had a head injury, it wasn't like I couldn't take care of myself.
Just as I was heading up the stairs, my dad came down the hall with a giant load of blankets. There had to be at least five winter blankets stacked on his arms.
"I don't need any blankets, Dad. I'm going upstairs." I said as he huffed and dropped the blankets on the floor.
"Sweetheart, I still would like to know why you were in a boy's car." My father said.
"He was driving me home." I said, hoping to leave it at that.
"And why didn't I get to meet him?" My father asked.
"Because he thought he was going to be sick so he left the car. He called Alice to come pick me up and then I spent most of the time at her house. Her father, Dr. Cullen, drove me to the La Push sign where Jacob was waiting so he could apologize. We had a fight and I stormed off. Was that enough information for you?" I asked and soon I felt tears streaming down my face. I didn't understand why I was crying. It seemed like every fiber of my being told me to quit being angry with Jacob and just go and forgive him but I wasn't ready to forgive him yet.
My dad walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms. He hugged me until I stopped crying and then I headed up to my room. I worked on my homework as I had said but I couldn't concentrate so I began pacing my room. All I could think about was Jacob Black.
After what felt like hours of pacing, I finally laid down to go to bed. It only took a few minutes before I drifted off, thinking about the warm eyes that had captured my heart.

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