READ ME- Thank you to my awesome beta letempspasse (who I'm still waiting on to publish something on here, because I know the story would be amazing). Also to courthale (who has some kick ass stories, you should check out and was also the first person to ever review my story when it was just the little engine that could) for helping me write the lemon below, and for helping me get over my fear of writting a lemon.

The story you should check out this week is by mercedesfrk1121, I couldn't decide which of her stories I liked more, so check them both out, they are very mature and sexy.

Annnd finally this story is dedicated to areito, I'm sorry for being unprofessional and I hope this story makes up for it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or 'Your Call' by Secondhand Serenade.


Jacob POV

Did Bella really just say she was pregnant?

Like I wasn't guilty enough for leaving her, now she's pregnant with my child. Why wouldn't she have told me sooner? We haven't had sex for over a month and a half. We've been separated for a month, and it was probably two weeks before that. Why is she just now telling me?

"Bella, why didn't you tell sooner? How far along are you? Oh my God. I, I don't even know what to say! Another baby? What am I going to tell Danica? What about Cullen, does he know?" I was stammering and at a loss for words.

Bella didn't say anything. She just stared at me, eyes focused on the wall behind me. It looked like she was having a two way conversation in her head. An awkward silence enveloped us, for what felt like hours.

Minutes upon minutes went on as I sat on the floor; having a staring contest with Bella, while trying to hold back tears. She, on the other hand, looked like she could care less. Did she not understand how much worse this situation just got? We are in way over our heads!

The staring continued on, until I saw Masen's feet patter into my vision. He had a huge grin on his face.

"Don't be silly, Daddy; you and Mommy aren't having a baby. Mommy and Edward are having a baby." He smirked at me again, as if he was getting Edward in trouble, and liked it.

Wait, what?! Bella and Edward are having a baby? That bloodsucker got Bella pregnant? How? That stupid bloodsucker had sex with my best friend and got her pregnant! Pregnant with a blood-sucking monster! Why is Bella not freaking out? Why does Bella still have it in her!?

"Masen! What did Emmett tell you before we left the house?!" She bellowed.

"But Mom!-"

"No buts, Masen! What did we tell you before we left the house!?"

That pushed me over the edge. I shot up off the floor, pushing Masen behind me. "Don't yell at my son! Masen, Eli go out back with Pop- Pop!" I commanded, practically shoving them out the back door.

"You had sex with him? You had sex with that blood thirsty, filthy monster! With my kids in the house? You told my kids that you were having a baby with that monster?!"

She was silent. So I forged on.

"Then you tell my children to hide it from me? Then you just stand there and let me think that it's mine! You let me think that thing in your body is mine?!" I was furious.

"I didn't let you think anything, Jacob. You just assumed. And don't call my baby a thing. He's going to be born a human, not a vampire. I just know he is." She whispered the last part as her hands flew to her abdomen.

My stomach was rolling just looking at her. I couldn't be mad at her though. I knew Bella more than that leech. I knew that she would never hurt her own child. Abortion wasn't an option with the twins, why would this be any different in her mind?

In my mind it was different, but not in hers.

I doubted the bloodsucker had talked any sense into her. He probably wanted this baby-leech to be born; the more the merrier in his eyes. It would be up to me to make her see.

"Bella, you know you can't have this baby. It will break the treaty. I can't stop the pack from attacking the Cullens if you go through with this. If you have this baby, it will die and so will the Cullens. The pack won't care if it's born human or not, they won't hesitant to attack. I know you don't want that, Bella."

"You know the treaty is already broken, Jacob! Edward has been on your land, and you attacked him! You both broke the treaty. I'll leave before you can put one paw on my baby," She stopped talking and walked over to me, carefully tugging my hand into hers.

"Jacob, you are my best friend, you are the father of my beautiful children, you know me more than anyone. I know this baby is going to be born human. I need your help and support. I need you to help me against the pack. I want to make this work. I can't not have you in my life."

It broke my heart when she talked like that. Bella was too compassionate for her own good. I could kill that stupid vampire for letting her do this. If he convinced her to keep his spawn, no one could help her. Not even me. Not even….wait, that's it!

Charlie.

Charlie could talk some logic into her.

Could I do it, though? Could I tell Charlie all about the vampires and the pack without ending up in a straight jacket? Then again, he wouldn't hate me anymore. He'd understand that I didn't cheat; I just imprinted.

Bella would have to listen to him when he tells her to get rid of the thing. I doubted that he'd want his only daughter giving birth to a blood-sucker. That's when a plan started forming in my mind. I had to act fast or it wouldn't work at all.

I dropped Bella's hands and ran out the door.

Bella POV

I'd just poured my sappy, overly-hormonal guts out to Jake and what did he do? He got a big goofy grin on his face and ran out the door.

I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

At this point, though, I didn't care. I didn't have to hide from Jake anymore and I just wanted to get home and into a hot steamy bath.

I walked out to the back yard, basically pulling Masen and Eli to the car.

The ride home was silent. The only words spoken were Masen's 'I'm Sorry, Mommy, for telling' and my 'It's ok, sweetie. I'm sorry for yelling.'

When we got back to the house, Emmett was sitting on the top step, sulking and waiting for me.

"I'm sorry, Bella. You know Edward; when it comes to you, he'll do anything." His head was lowered, but I could tell he was wearing a distressed frown.

I bent down, wrapping my arms around his massive neck. It was probably the only time I would ever be able to actaully bend down to hug Emmett.

"It's fine, Emmett. I have to talk to him anyways. Don't be sad, please? Why don't you take Masen and Eli out for ice cream, my treat?"

I heard Masen and Eli squeal beside me as they ran up the stairs, each grabbing one of Emmett's legs. Emmett's face light up, too. I reached into my purse pulling out a twenty dollar bill.

"Ok! But I don't want your money. I have plenty of my own. Come on, you two. Want to hear stories from when your mom was younger?" Emmett asked, grabbing the twins by their hands, and swinging them up onto his shoulders. Masen sat on the left shoulder, while Eli sat on the right.

"Mommy used to be young? Like us?" Masen's face scrunched up.

"Before you go, Emmett, we need to have a family meeting." I turned remembering what happened at Jake's.

"Sorry Bells, everyone else went hunting. We left a surprise for you upstairs though. See you later, Mommy!" He shouted behind me. About ten seconds later I heard his jeep roar to life and rip out of the drive way.

A surprise for me? Great. When it came to the Cullens, it could be anything. Hopefully it was a nice hot bath and then a nap because after the day I'd had I could use one.

Then after the nap I was definitely calling Edward. I was so lost without him, and honestly couldn't believe I had made it this long without talking to him.

I couldn't do it anymore. I needed him.

So as I climbed the stairs I came up with a plan; a way to tell him that I was sorry for pushing him away. To explain that I was hurt, but that it didn't even matter now, because I needed him. I also had to tell him that Jake knew, so the pack probably knew. And when it came down to it, we had to decide if it was time for fight or flight.

I was hoping that it wouldn't come to that. I couldn't leave Forks behind; my family, Jake, I definitely couldn't leave the twins behind. They'd go where I go; I was their mother, they were my life.

I couldn't think about those things right then, though. I had to call Edward, I had to get him back here, now.

I needed my heart back.

My back ached so a nice hot bath came first. I thought back to the last time I saw him; he was at work and said his schedule was clear. Would he still be able to talk? Would he want to still talk?

As I started to run the bath water, I let my mind wander. What if he didn't want to talk to me? What if I pushed him away so much that he left? My heart started to beat faster. What if he realized coming back was a mistake?

Then what? I was going to be a single mother of three. I was going to be alone. I should have never let those two weeks slip away.

My heart beat got faster and faster, and I noticed that my breaths were coming out in short puffs.

I couldn't wait; I had to talk to him. I shut off the water and ran downstairs in search of the phone. It wasn't on the cradle. Who didn't put it back on the cradle?

I pushed the 'find' button, focusing to listen to the beeping. It was faint, which meant it was under something or upstairs. I took the stairs two at a time, hoping that I wouldn't trip. I was just in the bathroom so I knew it wasn't in there. I checked the kid's room frantically, maybe they were playing around with it. It wasn't there. I listened to the beeping. It was louder now, meaning it was somewhere upstairs.

I don't remember taking it upstairs, maybe one of the kids dragged it in there this morning. Theirs was the last room unchecked so if it wasn't there then it was hiding under something and I didn't have time to look. I darted across the hall into my room, pushing open the door. I hadn't even set a foot over the threshold, when I stopped in my tracks.

Edward, in all his perfection, was sitting on my bed. The top two buttons of his crisp black shirt were undone and his shoes sat on the floor. He was holding a bouquet of multi-colored Orchids.

"Edward. How? When?…"

"I've been waiting for you, love. Alice had a vision that you were going to call me. I thought it would be best, that you received your last spray of flowers from me. I wanted to be the one to clarify the meaning to you." He sprung up from the bed, running over to me at vampire speed.

"Why are you crying. love?" He whispered, his brow scrunching up.

I raised my fingers to let them dance across my cheek. I didn't even know I was crying until I felt the evidence myself. Stupid hormones.

I glanced down, trying to find the words but I couldn't. I wanted to tell him why I was crying. To tell him that I wanted him so much, that I couldn't believe I ignored him for two weeks.

I just couldn't form the words, though; my mind was going a hundred miles a minute. I raised my head to see that Edward had such pain in his eyes. I couldn't take it. I couldn't stand hurting him anymore. So instead of finding words, forming sentences; I crushed my lips against his. I tasted salt and Edward and just pure raw passion.

At first he protested but then I felt his lips moving with mine, instead of against. He lifted his arms to throw the flowers behind him, and I knew that they would land perfectly on the bed, because Edward Cullen was perfect at everything. His arms snaked around my waist, drawing me closer to him, holding me against his cold body.

At that moment nothing else mattered. Not Jake knowing, not the appointment with Carlisle, not the last two weeks without Edward.

"I'm, so sorry. For the last two weeks." I managed to say between kisses.

He didn't reply, just picked me up at my waist and carried me over me to the bed. Edward sat on the edge of the bed, leaving me straddling his body. I felt the heat spread through me, waiting to catch fire, and I welcomed it.

Edward stopped. I searched for his lips with my own, but he pulled his head back. Leaning back towards me, he pressed his forehead against mine.

"No, Bella. I'm so, so sorry. Those two weeks gave me time to think about the baby. I can't believe that I was such a monster, to think that I'd want this baby to be terminated. This baby is…something that we made out of love. This baby is…a part of you and a part of me. This baby is so special, and he's going to be so loved. It doesn't even matter to me if he's born a vampire or a human. I don't deserve to be a father; I don't deserve to have a child that is of my own flesh and blood. Emmett deserves to be a father, Jasper deserves to be a father, Carlisle deserves to be a father. I don't deserve to be a father. I don't even deserve you, Bella."

I knew that if he could cry, he would be. But he was unable to product tears, so I did.

"Don't ever say that again, Edward Cullen. You deserve this." I pointed to my stomach. "You deserve me." I pointed to my chest.

"I love this baby, and I love you, and I know this baby is going to love us. God, Edward, I just missed you, and I love you and I want you."

I kissed his lips again, feeling them against mine, they felt like Heaven. I've missed this.

I broke the kiss, and pressed my palms to his chest, knocking him back. I started to trail kisses across his face, down his neck, along his jaw line. That was until I felt a shooting pain through my back, creeping up my spine. I tried not to show pain but I winced before I realized it.

"What's wrong, love? Are you ok? Is it the baby?" He asked, suddenly concerned as he sat back up.

"No, it's nothing. Just my back. When I was pregnant with twins I used to get back pains early on." I winced again.

"I read about that in my books. Do you want a back rub? Or a hot bath?"

"A hot bath would be lovely." I smiled up at him.

He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bathroom, sitting me down on the toilet. With a flick of his wrist, he had the hot water streaming into the bottom of the tub. The steam swirled around him, making him look magical.

He turned on his heels.

"Strip." He simply said.

I hesitated at first. I got to my feet, yanking my t-shirt up over my head and dropping it to the floor. My hands tinkered with the buttons of my jeans, slowly undoing them, teasing Edward.

I let the fabric slide down my legs as I stepped out of them, never letting my eyes leave his. I thought I'd be cold standing there in just my underwear, but the stream clung to my skin, leaving me with warmth.

"Stop teasing, love." He whispered, walking closer to me.

"I'm not teasing, I'm just letting you admire." I simply stated.

He stopped in front of me, chuckling as he let his fingers flutter across my stomach. My stomach quivered along with it. He unbuttoned the rest of his shirt, undid his slacks and stripped out of his boxers. Edward took three long strides, stopping in front of the bath. He flicked his wrist again, stopping the water and stepping in at the same time. His body sank down to the bottom, as he laid his head on the back wall.

"Are you getting in or do I have to drag you in with your underwear on?"

I quickly scrambled to remove my garments and slip into the balmy water. I sat with my back to Edward's chest, his legs wrapping around my waist. His hands found my shoulders, gently kneading. His fingers rubbed small circles up and down my back.

"What did you mean earlier, when you said 'I read about it in my books.'? I mean, I know it means you've been reading, but reading what, exactly?" I maneuvered my head so I was looking at him.

"I bought books about….what to expect. They're guides on how to be a good father. I also bought a pregnancy journal; I knew you couldn't stay mad at me." He tickled my sides.

I felt tears pricking at my eyes. Edward bought these things, meant he really did want this baby, our baby.

"I need to stop making you cry. There's a whole chapter about emotions and hormones in my books." He whispered into my hair.

"It's fine. The hormones, back aches, the morning sickness; they're nothing. When you hold your son for the first time, it will be like nothing you've ever experienced. It's like your whole life was meant to protect this one person. Or two if we have twins again." I laugh. I don't think I could handle two more. After the twins were born I figured they were the only children I'd ever have.

"You seem to have your mind set on having a baby boy." He stated.

"INo, its not that. I've just been having these dreams about having a boy. He has your messy, bronze hair and these magnificent, emerald green eyes. He's simply picturesque. He's how I pictured you as a baby," The tears started to streak down my cheeks again.

I felt Edward's legs wrap more tightly around me, as his arms left my shoulders and found my stomach.

"I don't remember my human life, but I'm sure I was a cute baby. Not as cute as you, I hope my baby looks just like you. I hope he has a tuft of brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, maybe with some golden flecks."

I felt his hard, cold lips press against my shoulders, along my jaw line, the soft skin under my ear. The small gesture sent blast of heat through my body and straight to my heated core. I felt the flame from earlier, still waiting to catch fire. I craved it, I needed it.

Air was finally able to settle in my lungs with his body close to me.

Home.

I shoved my body up, turned on the balls of my feet, so I was facing him. He was submerged up to his chest in the water, the bottom tips of his hair wet. His body was too glorious for words. The man was everything and more. I felt the moisture between my legs pool as I gazed at his perfect body.

His arms floated on the top of the water, welcoming me to come into them. I used them to pull myself onto him, planting my knees on opposite sides on his legs so I was hovering over him.

I pushed aside some of his unruly, thick, bronze locks so I could see the eyes of my lover more clearly. I snuggled our naked bodies closer and nuzzled into his chest.

"I need you." I whispered against his chest.

His cold body wrapped around me and along with the warm water of the bath it was like lighting a fire inside me. I felt like the contrast was just right.

"Bella, it's the hormones talking. My books tell me to wait until the second trimester to have sexual intercourse, so the mother doesn't miscarry." His butterscotch eyes fell.

I captured his lips with mine, nibbling on the bottom lip. He groaned and the vibrations went straight to my bones.

"Please," I breathed out. "Trust me." I shifted my weight, so I could reach his erection, gently stroking the full length. He was a perfect size for me. Thick, hard and ready. I felt his legs nudge up, trying to hide it.

"Don't fight it, Edward." I kept stroking. "You want it too. Your body deceives you." I whispered into his ear and flicked my tongue along the shell of his ear.

He shivered and moaned. He closed his eyes, sliding further down into the hot bath water. As I stroked, I planted small kisses across his forehead, down his straight nose, across his jaw line, down his neck, across his chest. It felt delightful to be able to do this, I'd been missing out.

His chest rose and fell with each unneeded breath he took. It was becoming labored and I smiled triumphantly against his marble skin. I kept stroking up, down, up, down, getting pleasure out of watching Edward's facial expressions.

His eyes were closed, but I could see his eyes darting back and forth under his lids, his lips were slightly open, a moan escaping every so often. I began to shift my hips, needing the friction my body craved. I was too engrossed with his expressions; I didn't notice his hand sink under the water, grabbing both of my wrists.

"What kind of lover would I be if I let my beautiful and naked love do all the work and reap no benefits?" He smirked. That smiled told me I had won.

"I receive the benefit of knowing I'm giving you pleasure. I ask for nothing in return," I replied.

And I meant it. It didn't matter to Edward though.

With both of my wrists in one hand, he tugged me towards him, until I was hovering over his erection.

I moaned as the tip brushed my clit.

"If I hurt you, you have to let me know. If I'm hurting you, I'm probably hurting the fetus. Please don't hold back, ok?" He stared into my eyes, making sure I understood.

With a nod of my head, I collapsed on top of him. I gasped as I lowered myself and he entered me. I wasn't in pain, just a slight burn as Edward caused me to stretch to his fullness. But it was a burn I would happily take every time.

I started out slow. I knew Edward wouldn't hurt me, but he needed to realize he wouldn't hurt me. My movements were slow, small and measured. I'd lift my weightless body up and slowly slither back down. Every time Edward moaned, I'd quicken my pace.

"Tell me what you want Edward," I gasped in between moans.

"I want you," He replied, opening his eyes, catching sight of my breasts bouncing as I buried him deep within me.

If possible, his eyes hooded even more.

I altered my leg positions vaguely, so I could reach myself better. I'd never admit it to Edward, but the best sex I ever had with Jake was when I was pregnant. With all these hormones running wild in my system, I'd be a goner in minutes.

As I reached my already throbbing center, I felt the fire licking at my stomach. I was ready to burst. I could tell Edward was about to orgasm also, when his hands started to knead my breast. One by one, my joints became unhinged, as the fire consumed my body. The tingling sensation that only could be delivered in the form of an orgasm ripped through my stomach, extending to the tips of my toes, to the very ends of my hair.

"Edward!" I screamed as the pleasure ripped through me.

Edward followed right behind me and tensed beneath me, softly chanting my name, moving his hands, so they rested on my hips causing me to slow down and then stop all together.

It was such an amazing feeling to have him home inside me again.

I was so exhausted. My body slumped forward as I pressed my forehead to Edward's chest. He kissed the top of my head.

"I want you, Isabella. Forever," He whispered against my damp skin. "Never doubt that."

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After I could feel my limbs again, I sat back down facing away from Edward, resting my head on his shoulder.

We talked about work and the twins and basically everything else except the last two weeks. Edward's smooth hands kept massaging my back and lightly grazed my swollen breasts when I complained about the pains.

We embraced each other until the bath water became lukewarm.

"Time to get out, love. I don't want to lower your body temperature. "

I leaned forward so Edward could get out of the water. He reached behind the door, yanking two towels off the rack.

I slowly stepped out of the water, wrapping the towel around myself. I picked up our clothes and shuffled out of the bathroom, Edward on my heels.

The distance from the bathroom to the bedroom was short, but I was so tired. I dropped our clothes into the hamper and then scooted my butt into bed. With one hand I picked up the rainbow of orchids, while the other hand yanked up the blanket to cover my naked body.

"Edward, I have a question. Well, actually a question and a statement."

"Yes, love?" He asked, climbing into bed. He let the thin sheet separate our bodies, but covered his flawless, naked body with the blanket.

"Don't get me wrong, I love the flowers, I love the secret messages, but these had better be the last flower delivery that comes to this house for awhile. I think Masen is allergic to one of them, but I can't seem to figure out which one."

Edward snorted next to me, causing a small vibration to my body.

"I love the secret messages; they were the only thing that got me through these last two weeks. What do these mean?" I put the flowers up to my nose, breathing in their fragrance. They were simply lovely.

"It's not really what they mean, but the history of them. Orchids signify 'beauty and strength' of which you have both. You are so beautiful to me, and I know that as this baby grows, your beauty will just come out more. I had to dig a little for the history though.

In Ancient Greece, women believed that if the father of their unborn child ate a large freshly picked orchid bulb, they would give birth to a healthy baby boy. If the mother ate a small orchid bulb, she would give birth to a healthy baby girl. It was my way of telling you that I was ok with this." Edward bent down, placing a tender kiss on my non-existent baby bump. He lay back down, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"You are going to be beautiful with my baby growing inside of you," His hand started to make circular motions around my navel, spreading out.

"Would you eat a flower, if I asked you to?" I asked jokingly.

"I'd eat anything to make you happy. It all tastes like dirt to me anyways," He smiled his crooked smile.

"I need a nap, I'm spent." A yawn emphasized my statement.

"Want me to sing you to sleep?" Edward asked.

"Yes, please." I yawned again, nuzzling into his chest.

Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry

Call I'm desperate for your voice

Listening to the song we used to sing

In the car, do you remember

Butterfly, Early Summer

It's playing on repeat, just like when we would meet

Like when we would meet

Cause I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight

Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh

I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh

Cause every breath that you will take

When you are sitting next to me

Will bring life into my deepest hopes, what's your fantasy?

Cause I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight

And I'm tired of being all alone

And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home

I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have

Cause I was born to tell you I love you

And I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine

Stay with me tonight

His velvet voice sang, as I drifted to sleep.

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"Bella, everyone's home. Want me to tell them you're sleeping?" I felt Edward lightly shaking me.

"No, I'm up, I'm up." My voice was muffled by arm.

"Ok, I'll pick out some clothes for you."

I didn't feel the bed move but I knew Edward had gotten up. I groaned, sitting up, slowly opening my eyes. I felt like I hadn't gotten sleep in weeks, even though my clock told me I've been asleep for an hour and a half.

"Here, love, put these on." Edward said, walking over to the bed, fully clothed.

While still sitting, I slipped on my bra and an old green Forks High t-shirt. I stood on my wobbly legs, pulling up a pair of gray sweet pants. Unlike Alice, Edward let me be comfortable over fashionable.

I plopped back down on the bed, pulling my hair into a messy pony tail. Edward started to rub my back again, when a loud knock pounded on the door that made me jump.

"Come in," I called out.

The door flung open to reveal a very angry Alice.

Oh, jeez, I really hope she isn't angry about my outfit, because there was no way I could deal with Alice right now.

"God, Alice, what's wrong? Did the twins do something?" I started to panic. Masen was going through a rebellious stage, but I thought it was just against Edward. I thought he liked the rest of the Cullens.

"No, it's your idiotic ex-husband! He did something. I know he did because all I can see is you going to La Push and then the rest is blank! I'm getting a migraine from trying so hard. Edward can vampires get migraines? It wouldn't be a big shocker, we found out that vampires can get humans pregnant!"

I groaned, slumping forward, slipping out from under Edward's hands.

Edward handed me the phone. "Here, call him. Find out what he did."

I dialed Jacob's number, letting it ring three times before he picked up.

"Bella, I was just going to call you. You really need to come over here." His voice sounded wheezy, as if he was running for the last hour.

"What did you do, Jacob? I swear to God if you told the pack, I'll come down there and rip you to shreds myself."

Ok, Bella, stay calm, don't become stressed. It's not good for the baby.

"I didn't tell the pack, I swear. I did tell Charlie, though."

"You did what?!" Alice, Edward and I all shouted at once.

"Don't move an inch, I'll be there in ten minutes." I hung up the phone before he could say anything else.

"I'm going to kill him! I am going to murder him! I hope you're prepared to be a father of a new born and twin toddlers because I'm killing him!" I hollered standing up and slipping into the flip flops I keep under the bed.

"Bella, calm down! This negativity isn't good for the baby. Just breathe. That mutt ruins everything. Ok, I can't see what's going to happen with Charlie. But I do know Charlie and he loves you no matter what." Alice patted my shoulders as I walked out the door and they followed.

"Ugh! Family meeting when I get back." I stood when I reached the door. Masen and Eli came running at me.

"Mommy! Emmett took us to get ice cream. I got chocolate! Where are you going Mommy?"

"I have to go see Pappy. I'll be right back." I kissed them both of them on the crowns of their heads and headed out to my car.

It wasn't raining, but I lightly jogged to my car, wanting to get this over with.

I am going to kill Jacob Black, I am going to kill Jacob Black! I kept repeating in my head as my car roared to life.


READ ME!-So raise your hand if you think Jacob Black is an idiot? Haha. I'm kidding, I love him! Thank you so much for sticking with me guys, I don't have any classes this week (my professors are down at the Kentucy Derby, cooking for celebrities) but I do have a final on Tuesday (wish me luck) so I'm hoping to get atleast one more chapter written and posted this week. But I'm in my last few weeks of my last year of college, so I'm going to be busy, busy, busy!So thank you for reading, now if you'd be so kind please click the button below and leave me some love! Oh and if anyone hasn't done it yet, check out my new story that I posted, Breaking the Cycle.

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