(Disclaimer – I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or any of its characters. Stephenie Meyer does.)

(A/N: READ AUTHORS NOTE AT THE BOTTOM!!)

Victoria stood in front of my window, her fiery hair waving in the slight breeze coming from my open window. She was smiling wickedly, and I was sure she could hear that my heart was about to pound out of my chest.

"Well, well Bella. Looks like your precious Cullen's aren't here to save you now." She began to make her way over to me, walking in a feline way. "The good news is, I'm not going to kill you."

Wait, what? Wasn't my death the pinnacle of her existence? "You aren't?" I asked, my fear replaced with utter confusion for the moment.

"No Bella, I'm not. I'm going to change you." She spoke in a matter-of-fact voice, as if she thought it was obvious.

I could feel my anxiety rise. I was afraid and excited all at the same time. I was afraid of the fact that I knew she wasn't going to make this easy – there would surely be some sort of torture involved beforehand. I was afraid because I knew the pain that came during a vampire transformation – I had experienced it before. But I was also excited. I would become a vampire. Becoming a vampire was the second thing I wanted most in the world, Edward of course being the first. I was excited because I already had a plan developing in the back of my mind.

Before I could get too far ahead of myself, and before Victoria could take another step, I heard a snarl. "Like hell you will."

I looked back to the open window to see Jacob jump swiftly into my room. Victoria matched his snarl.

"Mutt." She growled.

"Leech." He retorted. Victoria was mid-step into lunging at him.

"No!" I shouted in my loudest whisper. They both turned their heads, looking over in my direction. They both seemed to have forgotten my presence.

Victoria snickered. "Why should I?" she scoffed. I looked at Jacob, who was still in his human-form. I could hear Charlie's faint snoring from his room. I decided that if I told her that it wasn't fair to fight Jacob in his human-state, that wouldn't do much good, so I resolved to my dad as an excuse.

"My dad is in the other room. I think a vampire and werewolf fighting in my room might be a little hard to explain."

She rolled her eyes in aggravation, but knew I was right. Before I knew it, she was diving out of my window, and I knew Jacob would follow. Before he leapt out he said "Bella, I'll come back later tonight. There is a lot we need to talk about." Before I could muster up a response, he was out the window.

I sat up in my bed staring out the window in shock. It had barely even been a day since the Cullen's left and I was already in danger. What is wrong with me?

Well at least now I know why Jacob and the pack weren't down at the beach partying. They had probably been chasing Victoria through the woods all night. All for me.

I couldn't help but feel guilty now. I was constantly ruining people's lives and putting the ones I love in danger. Charlie was in danger by just living in the same house as me. Jacob and the pack were fighting a psychopathic and dangerous vampire for my well being. I broke Jacob and Edward's heart. Might as well through Eric, Tyler and Mike onto the "broken hearts" list. I was beginning to think that my bad luck was rubbing off on other people.

After a while of sulking in guilt, I was suddenly in fear. I feared not only for my own life, but for Jacob. Would he be okay? I couldn't bear it if he got hurt because of me – again.

The minutes seemed to pass as hours as I waited for Jacob. Time might have even been slower than it was when I was waiting for Edward. And the more time that passed, the more worried I got. Just as I was sure I would go into shock from all of the panic, I saw a large dark figure in my room. I opened my mouth to scream – still worked up from the events from earlier tonight – when I remembered that Jacob said he would be coming.

"Jacob." I sighed in relief instead of screaming.

"Yeah. Calm down." He said in his thick, husky voice. He made his way over to my bed. I welcomed him cheerfully to lie next to me. I hadn't closed the window when he and Victoria had left, so I was absolutely freezing. Thankfully, Jacob spoke, distracting me from the eerie awkwardness.

"The Cullen's left." He said it as if I didn't know. The words tore me apart. Thinking about it hadn't hurt – yet. I had been hopeful all day, so the gravity of it hadn't settled enough to be painful. I also hadn't heard anyone else say it yet, I had only been hearing the words in my head. Now as Jacob spoke the words the hole in my chest threatened to shred me to pieces.

"Yeah." I muttered in pain, while gripping my chest as tight as I could manage laying down.

"He found out, huh?" It was hardly a question.

"Yeah." I muttered again. It surprised me that Jacob didn't seem angry as he said this. The first time Edward had left me, he was ready to kill him. Now, Jacob seemed almost pleased. What he said next was a complete and total surprise. A complete and total unpleasant surprise.

"Bella, I think you should come and live with me." So this is why he seemed pleased, he was going to try and make a move on me. What was he thinking!? The love of my life just left me, and he's asking me to move in! What the hell is wrong with him?

"Just until Victoria's taken care of. I think it would be safest, now that the leech's aren't protecting you." He must be absolutely crazy. Yeah, that has to be it, he's crazy. He asks me to move in after my heart is torn into pieces, and then insults the ones I love. Crazy is the only logical explanation.

I was about to tell him how crazy I thought he was when I realized that he was almost certainly doing this in my best interest. He was probably correct when he said I was safest with him for the time being. However, I didn't want to stay with Jacob. The plan I had been forming in the back of my head wouldn't be able to work if I had werewolves babysitting me. I didn't want to offend the one who had just saved my life (though I would've preferred that he hadn't) so I made up an excuse. "Umm, I don't think Charlie would be too keen on that." It was the truth at least.

"I can take care of that." Jacob said confidently. Ever since he had become a werewolf his male ego had grown drastically.

"Jacob, I'll be fine." I insisted.

"Bella, you aren't capable of taking care of yourself." He mocked.

"Leave." I was through trying to be nice to him just because he had saved my life. I was tired of feeling so insignificant – first around Edward, and now Jacob too! No, I wasn't going to let that slide by.

"Sor-"

I cut him off. "Leave." I demanded again.

"Bella, I'm sorry. Please don't get mad. I really think we still need to talk."

"About what exactly?" I let my curiosity get the best of me, so I found myself asking a question rather than ordering him away again.

"About us."

(A/N: okay, so it's short, but that's because I had to go to bed, and wanted to get this up for you guys – so if it's bad or there are a lot of grammar/spelling mistakes, that's why. OH AND, WHAT DO YOU THINK THE PLAN IS IN THE BACK OF BELLA'S MIND?? OOO… LOVE TO HEAR GUESSES.

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