Chapter 4
I ran as fast as my legs could take me. Trees passing by in a quick blur. All I had in my mind was him. Jacob. I was being selfish, only looking out for my own desires. It wasn't desire though. I loved him.
There he was. I found him sitting on a log near a cliff at the La Push beach. Our place. It was a full moon tonight and the moonlight reflected off beautifully on the ocean's surface. I could only hear the lapping waves hit the cliff rocks, crashing down on the hard surface.
I took a seat right next to him. "I love you too." He hadn't let me respond back when we were in the forest, the moment had passed by so quick there wasn't time at the moment to tell him how I felt, so now was a better time than any. He smiled faintly. He was still looking out, watching the waves. He wouldn't look at me, not as much as a glance.
He looked out silently, consumed in his own little world. I stayed the same, not sure what to say or do. I reached out to him like a child looking for her parents reassuring hands, to be able to feel safe. He took my hand into his and our fingers intertwined together, as one.
He finally broke the silence, with the most hushed tone he said "Bella, would you like to dance? You never really let me have a chance, you know before, when you were at prom with Ed-Edward." I smiled. "But there's not music Jake, you know I'm not much for dancing." But before I could protest any further he pressed his lips against mine. His lips so soft and tender with so much love behind them. He stood up and helped me up. I let out a dry sob and buried my face onto his chest. Confusion and despair overwhelmed me. All he could do is just hug me and comfort me hoping my pain would go away. He knew what I was going through; there was no need to voice it. The conflict within me was overbearing. To love Edward or Jacob? Both so different, but all the much the same, I still loved them.
My love for Jacob was more powerful than anything, not even my love for Edward could compare. He gave me freedom, he had his faults and nowhere near perfect, but that's what made him Jacob, that's why I loved him.
Jacob then lifted my face off his chest and put his arms around my waist, guiding me, swaying slowly. It was beautiful. I put my ear against his chest, listening to his slow heartbeat, savoring every moment of it. The canvas of stars up above us was beautiful. Jake stopped dancing and pointed up at a passing shooting star. "Bells, look. Wish for something." " No Jake, I already got my wish."