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Author's note:

First I would like to thank all of my followers, and reviewers, especially brankel1. You all are awesome and I appreciate you. If you have any suggestions or questions please feel free to private message me. I am wanting to stay as true as possible to the plotline of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight. I understand the regular everyday high school boring stuff isn't as exciting, that's why I'm trying to breeze through it to get into more of the juicy aspects of the books. Once again, thank you, everyone. I appreciate any and every review or follow.

This Is My Destiny

Chapter 1 "Conflict"

"Did you see Jessica's face when Mike was checking you out?" Candace asked me before falling over in a fit of giggles.

"No?" I questioned, "I was doing my best to avoid Brandon." Candace and I were laying on her bed, freshly changed out of our dresses into our pj's, discussing what occurred that evening during the dance. Brandon hadn't attempted to speak with me, and I was grateful. I still felt horrible and constantly replayed what Bella said to me during our argument yesterday. Had I led Brandon on? Did he honestly hate me? The only way I could get my answers was to speak with Brandon myself, and I wasn't ready for that. If Brandon did hate me or thought I led him on, I don't know how I would take it. I felt horrible enough.

"According to Wendy, Jessica was furious when she caught him checking you out. Then he planted a kiss on her to shut her up, telling her that he was thinking about kissing her and didn't realize he was looking in your direction. What a jerk." When Candace finished explaining, I felt something I never thought I would ever feel for Jessica Stanley, I felt sorry for her.

"Yeah, what a jerk," I muttered in agreement. Wanting a subject change, I asked, "are Stacy and Jason going to go out again? From what I could tell, they were kind of secluded and not paying any attention to anyone else. If that's what you would call it?" They kept to themselves for a large portion of the evening. From the outside looking in, I didn't get any vibe they were awkward or nervous with each other. If I didn't know better, I would have thought they were already a couple based on their demeanor.

"I didn't get to speak with Stacy, but Tracy told me that Stacy has had a crush on Jason for a while now and took a gamble asking him to go with her," Candace explains while I prop my pillows to better support my back. I nodded in agreement. "So, what are you going to do about Jacob?"

Catching me off guard, I choked on my water. Once my breath was back, I looked over glaring when I answered, "absolutely nothing, that's what. He wants to date Bella. I'm not chasing some guy who wants my sister." I lay back defeated because as bad as I want her to drop it, she most certainly will not. No matter what I thought of Jacob, I just knew that his type of girl would be Bella. He was always following her around when we were little and attempting to attract her attention.

"Come on, Sarah. You can't let this opportunity fly on by, I know that Jacob is a good guy and will treat you with the utmost respect. Yes, he's younger than you, but does that truly matter. Age is just a number, plus it's not like he's 10 years younger than you," she urged.

"Candace…he is a nice guy and age isn't the problem. The problem is his preference for Bella. As well, I don't understand how I put in a month's worth of effort to have feelings for Brandon, and I had them immediately upon seeing Jacob," I explain pleading my case.

Candace stares at me like I have two heads or something. She lets out a huff of air and proceeds to plead her case. She's not yelling; however, she sounds exasperated and appears to be irritated. "Duh, you and he have an instant attraction. Would you rather you had the instant attraction with Brandon instead?"

Pausing for a couple of minutes to mull over my answer, I finally respond, "No – I don't know Candace. I just don't want to end up wanting someone that wants nothing to do with me. Can we drop this please?"

"Ok, I'm sorry, Sarah. I just want you happy, and I have this feeling about Jacob. I'm certain he is good for you," Candace is relentless and continues to push the thought of Jacob on me. I don't let her know, but I'm slowly starting to entertain the idea of being in a relationship with Jacob.

The house was empty when Candace dropped me off the following day. I contemplated where Bella could be, was she with Edward? All my homework was ready for tomorrow, so I decided I would do some needed chores. I had completed everything I wanted to do, besides 2 more loads of laundry and the upstairs bathroom when I heard the doorbell ring.

"Coming!" I yelled as I rushed down the stairs. Throwing the door open as soon as I reached it, I was greeted with the sight of Billy and Jacob Black. Billy was sitting there with a brown bag in his lap and a grin on his face. Jacob was standing just behind him, with a grin matching his father's.

"Oh hello! This is a nice surprise, come on in!" I hold the door open, allowing Jacob to pull his dad up the one step onto the porch and then through the door. During this, I remembered that I was only wearing a tank top with old dance shorts to match. How do I manage to always be around Jacob in revealing clothing? I ask myself.

Once he's safely inside, Billy turns to me asking, "Hey kid, I came over to visit with your Dad. Do you know when he'll be home?"

"Uh, I haven't been home since Friday evening, so I haven't spoken to him since then. What I do know is he had plans to fish with some of the guys at the station. Maybe that's where he is?" Billy's face had fallen slightly. "I'm sorry Billy, Bella would probably know if she were here."

"Where is she?" Jacob chimed in cheerfully.

"Umm, well I don't know actually. She and I haven't talked since Friday either." I wanted to avoid saying she was with Edward at all costs. Plus I didn't know for certain that she positively was with Edward. I didn't want to be the one responsible for shattering Jacob's heart. She can do that herself.

"Do you know who she is hanging with possibly?" I was skeptical of Billy's question. Especially since he was staring at me, almost like a parent stares at their child warning them they better not lie to their parent.

"Well, I don't know which friend she would be with exactly?" I couldn't understand his sudden interest in Bella's social life. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jacob glaring at his Dad and shaking his head gently, appearing upset with his Dad for some reason.

"She wouldn't happen to be with that Cullen boy, would she?" Billy got me with that question. My eyebrows immediately shot up into my hairline, giving away my surprise. How in the hell does Billy know she is hanging out with him? I question myself.

"I wouldn't know if she's with him at this moment. I know they're hanging out at other times. He's given her rides back and forth to school for a few days this past week." I peaked a glance up at Jacob and he was staring at the floor, a solemn look etched on his face. My heart went out to the guy. My sister played him, and he's the one paying the price. Irritation flared up in my veins and I felt considerably warmer. Why was I taking Jacob's pain so personally?

"Do you hang around the Cullen's as well?" Billy was staring at me waiting for me to answer once again. What is up with all the questioning today?

"No, I don't have a thing to do with them," I replied giving Billy a quizzical look.

"Good, good." Billy's shoulders relaxed considerably, and I couldn't help but wonder what his deal was with the Cullens. Were they that bad? Did Bella need to quit hanging out with Edward? These questions were running through my head when Billy surprised me once again with his next question, "so, are you still seeing that Brandon boy?"

"How did – Dad told you didn't he?" I couldn't believe Billy Black of all people was here with me discussing my love life.

"Yep, he seems to think he was a fine catch for you. I've not heard much about this boy, and just want to make sure my favorite girl isn't getting herself into any trouble." That brought a chuckle and eye roll out of me.

"Well, you don't have to worry about him anymore. So, no trouble for me." It may have been my imagination, but I swear I saw a smirk cross Jacob's face for just a moment. I didn't dare risk leaving my eyes on his face any longer than a swift glance.

"Oh, good. You know boys are trouble, and you're too precious of a young lady to get mixed up in any trouble."

"Billy, honestly? Are we going to talk about boys?" I asked him while giggling.

"Hey, I'm a lady's man and I know how men can be. You would be better off waiting until you're at least 32 before you start dating." Billy started laughing. Once he got his laughing under control, he looked up at me and spoke again, "I'm just picking on you, Sarah. You mean a lot to me and I would hate to see you get heartbroken. Especially over some of these idiots around here."

I could sense he was being genuine with me, and I bent over hugging him before telling him, "I appreciate it, Billy. You're an amazing person and I'm lucky to have you in my life."

It was at this moment I could hear the telltale rumble of our truck. I looked over and Jacob must have heard as well. His head snapped towards the front door. I walked back over, opening the door with Jacob standing behind me and both of us looked out to see Bella sitting in the truck. However, she wasn't alone, nor was she driving! Edward was driving the truck! If Dad were here and saw this, he would not be happy in the least. I see Edward leaning over and giving Bella a very intimate kiss to her neck area. From this distance, it's hard for me to tell exactly where his lips were touching. I glance over my shoulder for a look at Jacob behind me. He's watching intensely, and then I see him drop his gaze completely to the floor and walk back to his father. That must have been what upset Jacob, plus Edward was driving the truck Jacob fixed up. That had to sting a little or even a lot.

All the pent-up energy from the last couple of days and the carelessness of the display of affection in front of Jacob finally caused my restraint to snap. I turned around and told Billy and Jacob to sit tight, I would be right back after a quick word with Bella. I no sooner shut the door and turned to walk towards Bella when I saw her walking quickly towards me. I stepped a few paces down the walk from the front door.

Bella was the first to speak, "why are they here?" It wasn't what she asked, it was how she asked. She sounded irritated.

"They're welcome here, they're good friends, basically family. Why's he here? Most importantly, why is he driving our truck?" I questioned her back, my voice betraying me and raising an octave and projecting more than I would prefer.

"That's none of your business, Sarah." Her snippy attitude made her ugly and I was getting more heated.

"Oh, it's none of my business eh? Well let me tell you what my business is, you're well-being is my business, and who the fuck you let drive our truck is my business. Especially when we both know Dad will have a cow when he finds this out," I hiss at her.

"You wouldn't dare tell him would you, Sarah?" Bella asks me, stepping almost into my personal space, attempting to stare me down. If I weren't so pissed at her, I would find her trying to intimidate me hilarious.

"I don't know what happened to you in the last month, Bella. What I do know is that you and I are not as close as we used to be, you're irritated more easily, more distant, and I feel like you're hiding something from me." Once I finished, I turned to leave before pausing getting a little closer to not be overheard. "Plus, there is a guy in our house right now who thinks the world of you and would probably give his left kidney away to save you. You undoubtedly did a number on him and you need to make it right. Tell him the truth, how you honestly feel, and stop leading the poor guy on, thinking you want more than friendship with him. So please take into consideration how your actions have affected him. He didn't ask for you to treat him in such a way, so please stop." I proceeded to walk up to the door, pushing it open and pausing in the doorway when Bella next spoke to me.

"Sarah if you don't want to give people the wrong impression, I would dress more modestly." Oh, hell no she didn't! I scream to myself before turning around.

"You seriously need to stop deflecting your damn anger onto me and trying to belittle me. I've had enough of your shitty attitude Isabella Marie Swan. I love you and would do anything in this world for you, but I will not stand here and allow you to treat me so despicably. You should take a minute to calm yourself down before you walk into this house. If you are even the tiniest bit rude to our guests, I will be sure to let Dad know about your new little friend. I normally wouldn't care about your choice of friends, but your demeanor has changed since you've been around him. I've had just about enough of your piss poor attitude." I turn back around once I'm finished, and rush upstairs past Billy and Jacob because I'm mad and embarrassed.

I march into the bathroom and start picking up where I left off cleaning the tub. I run the water getting the sponge wet, then lather it with the disinfectant cleaner. I proceed to turn off the water to scrub the tub without the water running to carry the suds down the drain. When sounds are absent from the lack of running water, I can make out a heated discussion downstairs from Billy and Bella.

"Charlie won't be back for a long time," I hear Bella say sounding rude. There's no talk for a few brief moments, I begin to wonder if they stopped talking because I turned off the water. As my hand is carefully reaching out to turn on the water, I finally hear Bella speak again, "thanks again for the fish fry."

After a few more moments of radio silence, I finally hear Billy speak this time, "Bella." a few more silent moments and he repeats himself, "Bella…Charlie is one of my best friends."

"Yes." Bella's one-word response is so unkind. If I weren't so interested in their conversation continuing to see what is revealed, I would have already walked down there and confronted her. She's normally never this selfish, but ever since she's been around this Edward, she has acted out rashly with little or no regard to others.

"I noticed you've been spending time with one of the Cullens," Billy mentions in an incredibly careful tone.

Why is Billy concerned if Bella is consorting with the Cullens? I question myself as I hear Bella respond a snippy, "yes."

It's at this the moment the light rain that was occurring right when Bella arrived turned into a downpour and I couldn't make out everything they said.

"…business…good idea…" I barely heard those two words from Billy.

It was several seconds before I was able to make out a few words from Bella as well, "… reputation… Cullen… reservation…"

The rain only got louder, and I had difficulty making out anything further in their conversation. I managed to army crawl quietly across the floor to listen better from the stairwell. Hopefully, I will be able to hear better from there. As soon as I reach the top step, I faintly hear the conversation once again. I first make out Billy giving a warning, "just think about what you're doing, Bella."

Bella responds quickly with, "okay."

"What I meant to say was, don't do what you're doing. Think about Charlie, Sarah, and Renée. They shouldn't be affected by your decisions," Billy further warns.

It was silent for a few moments before I big bang resounded through the house causing me to recoil backward. Luckily, I was already on my stomach on the floor, otherwise, I may have ended up there, nevertheless.

"There's no picture anywhere in that car," Jacob yells out as I hear him heading toward the kitchen. I'm dazed for a few moments from the loud sound of the front door being slammed shut.

I then make out Billy saying, "well, Bella, tell Charlie – that we stopped by, I mean."

I heard a mutter from Bella, but I was unable to make it out.

"Are we leaving already?" Jacob sounded surprised, poor guy. Bella doesn't know how much he would cherish her if she allowed him. I'm certain of it. The thought hurts slightly, but I don't think further on it.

I heard Billy say, "Charlie's gonna be out late," his voice getting louder. They must have been leaving the kitchen. I decided to scoot back into the bathroom and scrub the tub. I don't know why I have this feeling, but I'm certain that I shouldn't allow Bella and Billy to know I was eavesdropping.

I was scrubbing the tub when I heard footsteps coming up behind me. Assuming it was Bella, I stood up and turned as I said, "Bella, why –" I stopped in my tracks because the person behind me was not who I was expecting.

"Dad and I are leaving I guess, he asked me to come to fetch you to say goodbye. If you're not busy, I mean," Jacob told me as he stared at the tile floor.

"Oh. Sure. Jacob, are you ok?" I asked. His downcast face was tugging at my heartstrings. Only after I asked, did I realize I shouldn't insinuate to him I knew or guessed what was going through his head.

"Yeah." He began to turn around and I'm not certain what compelled me, but I reached out and placed my right hand on his right shoulder effectively stopping him. I immediately felt tingles run down my arm from the touch. This is the first time we have touched, and I momentarily forget to speak. Glancing hastily at my hand, Jacob turns his face to me and looks directly into my eyes. With my height, I was able to look directly into his eyes. He must have only been an inch or two taller than me.

Mustering up as much strength in my voice I spoke gently, "it is definitely none of my business and I'm sorry if I upset you further, but I just want you to know I'm sorry about Bella." Taking a big risk of making him mad at me I hoped to soothe him.

He continued looking at my eyes for a couple of moments before he responded looking directly at me still. He muttered a soft, "Thanks." This time I allowed him to walk off dropping my hand.

Mentally chastising myself for butting into their business when I shouldn't, I sincerely hope I hadn't upset Jacob further. Dropping my scrub brush into the tub I hastily make my way down the stairs to the entryway. I first reach Billy sitting in the wheelchair with Jacob directly behind him. They were facing towards the door with their backs to the kitchen and Bella was standing opposite them close to the door.

"You're leaving already? Dad shouldn't be too much longer I gather –ˮ

Bella was quick to interrupt, "Dad said he wouldn't be back until late."

My gaze turned over to Bella, I glared when I spoke next, "they're already here, if you don't want to entertain them, I most certainly am willing." Finishing I pasted on a fake grin to get the point across that I'm not happy with her. Bella was glaring back at me.

"That's okay, we should be heading back anyways," Billy quickly spoke attempting to diffuse the situation, I guess.

"Don't leave on an account of this grump," I say while flipping my thumb over my shoulder at Bella.

Smiling a tiny smile, Billy continued, "it's ok, we really should get going. It was great seeing you again, take care of yourself."

I quickly bent down pecking Billy on his left cheek and threw my arms around his shoulders, squeezing him. He gave me a quick squeeze back and motioned to Jacob with his head to head out. I looked at Jacob to give him one more goodbye smile, but he was glaring down at the floor and paying attention to maneuvering his Dad's wheelchair. They had no sooner made it out of the door when Bella shut it with a brute force. She didn't slam it, but it was not hard to tell she was mad for some reason. I stood there for a few moments debating if I wanted to yell at her or not, and as I turned to go back upstairs that's when she opened her mouth to say something that tipped me off of the edge.

"You shouldn't have invited them to stay," she told me in a hoity-toity attitude.

I tried, I sincerely tried to keep myself calm. However, she asked for it when I went off and screamed in her face, "Fuck you! I don't know what the hell you think makes you this superior snooty bitch, but that man out there has been nothing but kind to us our whole lives. There is nothing he could have done to warrant you behaving this way towards him!" When I was finished, I was only a couple of inches from her face and trying to control my breathing.

"Billy has been nothing but a judgmental, snob, know-it-all who thinks he knows best," she retorted back as she retreated from me to the stairs.

I didn't let her get far, I cut her off getting right back in her face. I asked her, "What the hell does that even mean? What is going on between you two?"

She looked straight in my eyes and told me, "it's none of your business, now excuse me I have to get ready."

I cut her off once again when she attempted to move past me and asked, "get ready for what, exactly?"

Glancing up at me and giving me a Cheshire cat like-grin she told me something that had me blowing my lid. "Edward is taking me out with him this evening with his family to play baseball. I just came from their house and they're great people. Billy could certainly learn a thing or two from them. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get dressed before Edwards arrives to formally meet with Dad. He's such a gentleman that way."

Unable to put together any coherent thought, I just looked at Bella in disbelief. Deciding I was not going to be anywhere in this house when Edward got here, I ran upstairs to my room. I threw on a jacket, my leggings, a pair of socks and my running shoes. I grabbed a hair tie, throwing my hair back in a loose ponytail, and then grabbed my iPod. After securing the iPod in my armband I use for when I'm running, I ran back down the ladder, stopping in front of Bella's bedroom door. I shouted through the door announcing to Bella that I was not staying at the house and I was going for a run and to let Dad know I'll be back before dark. Not waiting for a response, I took off flying down the stairs, out the door, and took off in a sprint down the street. I was not paying attention anywhere, except for the sidewalk directly in front of me. Thankfully, the rain had stopped. I ran to the high school track because I'm used to running it and it's much safer than the road. I made two laps around the track when an arm waving out of a small black car caught my attention. Stopping in place, I looked up and noticed it was Billy and he was motioning me up to the car.

Reaching the car, I saw Billy was in a better mood and chuckling, once I was close enough, he asked, "where's the fire?" This caused me to laugh. It felt good to finally laugh and not want to throw something or yell at someone.

"Well the fire is at home, and I came here to cool off," I replied.

"We had just gotten onto the main road when we saw you run like the wind past our car. I had Jacob follow you to make sure you're okay."

Aww, that especially touched me. See, Bella. Billy does care, unlike you. I thought to myself. "I appreciate the worry Billy, but I'm fine. I'd much rather take out my rage on the track, instead of decking Bella in her face." I heard a chuckle coming from Jacob on that response. Is he that upset, he wouldn't mind me hitting her? Or did he find the humor in it? Oh, quit worrying about him right now! I screamed at myself.

"That was a good decision. Hey, I won't tell your Dad about your language. But you have one hell of a set of lungs on you kid," Billy commented to me. I'm sure my face turned beet red.

"Sorry, Billy," I said sheepishly. "I can't help it sometimes." I was pushing a rock around with my toe on the ground below me.

"Don't worry about it, Sarah. I appreciate your concern, try not to be too hard on Bella. She doesn't understand the repercussions of her actions. Promise me one thing?" I nodded at Billy before he continued. "Stay away from the Cullens for me."

"You don't have to worry about that with me. That's why I'm here at the track in fact," I said.

"What do you mean?" Billy asked. Oh crap. I don't want to tell Billy in front of Jacob about Edward!

"Well, umm, Bella's having a visitor I would rather stay away from.

"That Cullen boy is there right now?" Billy asked in a rush. Oh crap, poor Jacob. Why did he have to ask that?

"I don't know. All I know is he will be coming by to meet with Dad," I muttered looking at the ground. I'm certain that I'm shattering poor Jacob's heart right now.

"Get in." I flicked my eyes up to look at Billy.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I'm not leaving you out here to freeze and get pneumonia once the rain hits. You can call home to let your Dad know you're with me at my house and he can come to pick you up when he's home."

"But, Billy! I don't want to inconvenience –ˮ

"No buts young lady, you climb in that backseat right now."

"Billy –ˮ

"Don't you Billy me again, you're an important person to me. Your Dad is my best friend and I'm going to do my part to protect you and that's final." I didn't say anything this time. When I didn't say anything or budge after a few moments, Billy spoke again, "you either climb in this car willingly or I will have Jacob here tackle you into the car." My eyes became as wide as saucers.

"You wouldn't?"

"I would, Sarah. Now climb in this car, or I'll send Jacob out."

"Okay, okay! I surrender!" Billy smiled at me as I walked to the rear passenger door, and climbed in. Talk about a whole lot of awkward. Here I was in the same car as a guy that I have feelings for because his Dad threatened me to have that same boy tackle me into the car if I didn't comply Sitting down and shutting the door, I looked over to see Jacob looking at me. To be honest, I couldn't make out what he was thinking. It looked to be a mix of amusement and hurt. I stuck my tongue out and he chuckled at me before taking off. Oh, lord. What am I going to do?

The car ride didn't stay awkward for much longer. Billy, Jacob, and I hit it off, we talked about old memories on the way to their house. At Billy's insistence, I called home as soon as we made it to their house. Thankfully, it was Dad who answered after 3 rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dad!" I answered.

"Sarah? Where are you? Bella said you went for a run, are you hurt? Do I need to come to bring you home?" He was firing questions off in rapid succession.

"I'm ok, Dad. I'm with Billy and Jacob at their house."

"Oh."

"Yeah, they saw me running and pulled over to talk for a couple of minutes. Billy reminded me that I haven't made him dinner yet and insisted I come down to visit while I made dinner." The story was half-true, Billy did remind me in the car and asked if I wouldn't mind making dinner while there. I happily agreed.

When I offered Dad to join us, he informed me about Bella and Edward. "Bella is already making dinner for her and me, although, I guess we don't have to worry about your plate now? Hmm?" Briefly pausing, he continues, "plus she's bringing some boy here to formally meet me. I'll come to get you after they leave."

"Okay, Dad, see you then. Love you," I said.

"Love you too kiddo. Behave yourself, okay?"

"Yes sir," I replied chuckling.

We stopped at the store on the way and bought some food items I would need to make fried chicken, steamed vegetables, fried potatoes, and apple dumplings for dessert. Billy complimented my skills, and the three of us chatted away having a great time. Jacob's attitude changed and he was more joyful by the time we were through with dinner. Even offering to dry while I washed the dishes. Making jokes and good conversation, we didn't realize the time went by fast, before I knew it, Dad was coming through the door. Billy and he went into the living room to talk for a bit before we headed back home. Jacob invited me out to his garage to check out the 1986 Volkswagen Rabbit he was currently rebuilding. It was during this that Jacob gathered enough courage to ask me a question that I dreaded having to answer.

He asked, "So, does Bella absolutely like this Cullen guy?"

I cleared my mind for a few moments to prepare my answer, finally replying, "I assume she likes him; I haven't truly gotten along with her for a while."

"Why don't you two get along?"

Hmm, how do I best answer this? "We see things differently. I haven't liked her behavior for some time." I answered, hoping he would just drop it. Of course, I wouldn't be so lucky.

"Sarah, can I trust you?" I wondered where this was leading, but I know that I care about Jacob and would be willing to help him.

"Yes, Jacob. I believe you can trust me," I answer him. He looks up at me at that moment, and I try to convey my concern for him through my eyes.

"Okay, here it goes. Bella and I seemed to hit it off great at the beach. I thought she possibly liked me, with how she was towards me. Do you think she likes me as well?" Oh, crap! Why did he have to ask that question, of all questions?

I know that it's best to maintain eye contact during a conversation, but I knew that I wouldn't succeed in answering him if I looked at him. I racked my brain for a way to tell him without telling him. Or at least do it as nicely as possible. "Jacob, you seem like a really sweet guy and any girl would be lucky to have you. I'm just not sure that Bella wishes to be one of those girls." I found it difficult to look him in the eye after that. There was silence for a couple of minutes before he finally answered.

"Thanks for being honest with me, Sarah. I surely do appreciate it." He sounded so defeated; it was breaking my heart for him. He would have been so good for Bella. No, he's right for you. A voice whispers in my mind. Woah! I can't think that right now.

"I'm sorry, Jacob. Truly," I respond while I'm still looking at the floor. We remain quiet for a few more minutes, I sit there watching him tinkering with his tools on a piece of the motor. Then I hear my Dad holler for me that it's time to go. I stand up turning to leave, then I decide this needs to be said and turn back around. "Jacob," he looks up at me and I can see the hurt in his eyes, "as I said, you are an amazing guy. Don't lose hope, there's a girl out there for you," Me! Choose me! "So, please don't let this stop you from being the best you. Us girls, we suck and don't have a clue what's good for us and make a lot of mistakes. Keep your chin in the air and don't let this moment define you, okay?"

By the end of my rant, Jacob is smiling at me. "Thanks, Sarah. You're pretty awesome yourself."

"Eh, I'm okay, I just like to help those I care about," I said before saying goodbye, "I'll see you around, Jacob. Take care." I waved to him as I turn to walk out of the garage towards Dad.

"Yeah… you too," Jacob tells me before I make it out of the door. I'm smiling like a giddy little schoolgirl on the inside while maintaining a straight face for my Dad as I make it up to the cruiser.

We make it home just before I needed to head to bed and Bella hasn't made it home yet. Dad starts getting antsy, he turns all of the house lights while pacing through the house. I hurry upstairs and grab a big shirt and leggings for bed, then head to take a shower. I'm up in my room getting my things ready for school the next morning when I hear Bella screaming from downstairs.

"Go away, Edward!" I hear her slam the front door and start running up the stairs arguing with Dad. Next, her bedroom door is slammed shut and I can hear her and Dad arguing through the door. I hurry down my ladder catching the argument in the middle.

"What happened, Bella?" Dad is pounding on the door.

"What's going on Dad?" I asked walking up behind him to Bella's door.

"Like hell if I know! She won't talk to me!" Dad's pissed, I know he's not mad at her behavior, he's got to be frustrated and unsure of what to do. He's never had to deal with a hormonal teenage temper tantrum. Heck, I have never known Bella to act like this. Usually, I was the one throwing the temper tantrums for Mom. Ever since that Edward has been in her life, she has changed so much.

I step up to the door and yell through to Bella, "Bella, what's wrong? Talk to me please?" Now is not the time to yell at her angrily, she won't respond.

"I broke up with him! I'm leaving and going back home!" She screeched back through the door at me. I was stunned, she's just mad and will calm shortly. Before Dad or I could say anything else Bella storms through the door with a big duffel bag over her shoulder, rushing down the stairs. Oh shit! She's seriously leaving. I'm standing there stupefied as Dad chases after her trying to reason with her. I slowly make my way down the stairs stunned at what is happening. Not even 10 hours ago I was standing in this house arguing with Bella because she was infatuated with Edward. Now she's coming in here complaining of how she's leaving because of him. None of this made any sense. I make it halfway down the stairs when I hear Bella's next words, making me pause right where I stand.

"Just let me go, Charlie," there was a long pause. I can only imagine what Dad is thinking. I believe she is saying to him what Mom said all those years ago when she left. I think to myself, Bella, what are you doing? "It didn't work out, okay? I really, really hate Forks!"

A few moments later I hear the slam of the truck door and the engine roaring to life. Then I finally manage to stand and walk down to Dad, I know he must be devastated. I make it down the stairs and over to Dad, he slowly turns to look at me. For the life of me, I have never seen my father cry, and here is my 6'2" strong as an ox father crying because of Bella leaving. Dad reaches up and wipes the wetness from my right cheek with his thumb. That's when I realize I'm crying as well, dumbfounded at what just happened. I take a deep breath, letting it out before I lean into him managing to only say one word.

"Daddy…"