Yes! An update, haha.. The song that inspired the part with Bella is "Mad World" but when I heard Aiden Grimshaw sing it on x factor lol.

She gasped, rubbing her cheek furiously. "What the hell was that about?" I opened my mouth to answer, but I saw we had gathered an audience. I gritted my teeth tightly,

"Can we go somewhere private to… talk?" I asked, she glared daggers at me but nodded. I followed her to the staff room, where she cleared everyone out and locked the door.

"What the hell was that about then, huh?" She repeated with a red hand print newly formed on her cheek.

"Jacob poured his heart to you, imprinting is so important to a… wolf, and you just call him a freak?" I asked.

"Well how do you expect me to react? He's a fucking werewolf." She said the last part slowly. "They're not even supposed to be real!"

"So what?" I scoffed, she crossed her arms. "Like I said, he poured his heart out, you rejected, whatever but calling him a freak? You know how hard it is to be a wolf that can't control when he phases?"

She just looked at me, "Do you?"

"I'm married to him, of course I do."

"But do you?" I went silent. She smiled with no trace of humour. "Why are you guys divorcing again?"

"Because he imprinted on you." I answered. She just looked at me, like I was stupid. "And because I love someone else."

She sat on the edge of a table, "And you're defending Jacob because…" I glared at her, "So you still love this other guy, but you love Jacob too?" She stood up again and laughed, "Slut." She muttered.

I bit my lip, but couldn't hold it. I screamed at her and pulled her hair back, causing her to scream also. "If you don't apologize to Jake or accept what he is I swear to God I'll kill you, got it?" I pushed her forward, letting go of her hair.

She nodded and unlocked the door, "Leave." I began walking out,

"Not much of a wolf if he's having his wife defend him." I turned around suddenly and swung a punch to her face. I smiled proudly to myself as she fell to the floor, only to feel the delayed pain in my knuckle from the punch.

I drove home to find Jacob cradling Elena and Edward holding Daniel – they were laughing and actually getting along. I didn't want to disturb the moment so I stood at the door and listened.

"So do you plan on turning Bella?" Jake asked.

I heard Edward sigh, "I don't know. It's early days so…"

"Well if you do, warn me in advance." They both laughed.

"I will, don't worry Jacob." I smiled at that.

"I hope you guys are happy together, and I genuinely mean it, even if I can't be happy I still want what's best for her, even if she does end up a blood sucking monster." They laughed again. "And I bet you'll make a great step-dad to Josh and the twins, Daniel seems to like you anyway."

I felt that was my cue to enter. "Hey." I smiled, sitting down next to Edward.

"Hey." They both said. "What happened to your hand?" Jake asked, I looked down and saw my hand was bright red, reminding me of the pain.

"Oh yeah, I need ice for that."

Edward placed Daniel in his bassinet, "Allow me." He took my hand and put both of his around it – it was better than ice. "What did you do to Amy?" He asked.

"I told her that if she doesn't apologize to you then I'd kill her." I said to Jake.

Edward smiled, "I think you did more than tell her." He laughed.

"I don't need defending Bella." Jake said. I looked at him.

"I was helping; you would have just let it go."

"It was nothing."

I scoffed, "She called you a freak, that's not okay with me."

"Why do you care? We're getting divorced, you don't need to care about me anymore, and you have your bloodsucker back now." He exclaimed, waking Elena up.

"Jake calm down, you're scaring Elena!" I shouted, taking her from him. He suddenly stood up and stormed out of the house.

"Bella?" Edward whispered, putting his hand on my shoulder.

I stood up, "Can you… go please?" I asked, not even turning around to face him.

"Bella-"

"Just leave!" I cried.

"Whatever you want." He whispered. I turned around and he was gone. It was silent; I could only hear the twins breathing. It was then I started crying uncontrollably.

"Mommy okay?" I turned and saw Josh stood on the stairs, looking at me worriedly. He was the only boy in my life who wouldn't screw things up, he'd always love me. I wiped my eyes and nodded, trying to hold my smile.

"Of course I am Hun."

"Why were you arguing with Daddy and Uncle Edward?" He asked innocently.

"We weren't arguing, it was just a… a disagreement." He tilted his head as he looked at me. I smiled again and went to pick him up. "Hungry?" He nodded with a big grin on his face.

That night, after I put Josh and the twins to bed, I realised I was alone. The silence was almost eery. I tied my hair back into a loose ponytail and went into the kitchen to make myself dinner. It was there I found some champagne from mine and Jake's anniversary a few months back, Jessica didn't know about my pregnancy and bought it for us, but we didn't drink it, instead we said we'd save it for a special occasion. That wasn't going to happen now. After battling with myself I decided to open the bottle and drink it myself (well, one or two glasses anyway).

I poured it into a glass and went into the living room. I slumped myself onto the couch, taking the first drink of the glass only to eventually finish the whole glass in the second gulp. I stood up to put the glass away when I saw the bottle, stood there on the table. "What harm could one more glass do?" I asked myself, clamping my hand around the neck of it and taking it into the living room with me.

After pouring my second glass, I saw the photo album Jake was reading weeks ago lying on the coffee table. I opened it and saw the first picture: the two of us on our honeymoon.

Soon I found myself not even using the glass; instead I was just drinking out the bottle. "Imprint on someone else, pfft!" I slurred.

Suddenly I heard the back door shut. "Jacob?" I called out, stammering to the kitchen "Lovely Jacob Black, come to tell me your stupid bitch ha-" I stopped when I saw Rosalie stood there, "Rosalie!" I said gleefully. "Beautiful Rosalie Hale." I soon noticed her hair, matted with blood, and her eyes… they weren't gold, they were red.

"Bella." Was all she said.

"What are you doing here on this beautiful night?" I asked waving the bottle around.

"You're drunk?"

"Only a bit." I giggled, showing her with my fingers.

She rolled her eyes, "This will make it easier then."

"What?" She suddenly snarled at me, almost snapping me out of my drunken state. "Rose what are you-"

"You killed Emmett." She hissed as she walked towards me, which automatically made me step back.

"No I didn't, what are you talking about?" I said, almost falling over from the alcohol.

"Yes you did. It's your fault. He would be alive if you hadn't of interfered with us again." She looked murderous now, which scared me.

"It wasn't my fault; you moved back here, I was perfectly happy anyway-" Before I knew she screamed and pounced at me, causing me to scream…