A/N: Wow, I got reviews. hehe, It's funny cause last chapter there were none and I imagined that there was an echo for every word I typed. Anyways, this one has more Jacob. I don't really want him in this story, but he won't go away [. I can't wait til the Cullens come back. Anyways, I decided to sort of clear up a little the issue of Bella and her reactions in the last chapter because someone coughcoughEleniel told me that it wasn't exactly apparent last time. Lol, it wasn't, but I figured I was going to do that later so thanks for pointing that out to me : . I guess now is later. She's not like amnesiac, she's just trying to get on with her life and she can't do that by living in the past. Just go with it, it was either this or I was going to write about how Charlie bought her some anti-depressants haha. Anyways, you can see that in the last chapter also when they're watching the movie. As you know, "Dead End" was about zombies. Bella however purposely says that vampires aren't real. The undead theme reminded her of Edward and she told herself that they don't exist. She is actively reminding herself that they're not real so she may not really believe it but that's what she's going to keep telling herself.

The morning dragged on until nine, when I had decided it was finally late enough for me to visit Jake. He would probably be awake by now anyways because if he were anything like the rest of the boys my age, he'd be up watching Saturday morning cartoons. I chuckled at the thought while I drove, but felt a hint of guilt. I had no right to judge him, I barely even knew him anymore. I promised myself that that would change by the end of today.

I decided to surprise Jacob instead of calling him first. I pulled up in front of his house ready to make my sneaky entrance.

KPOK!! My truck loudly squeaked and sputtered as I turned off the engine.

"So much for the surprise" I thought to myself.

Just as I was stepping out of my truck, the door to the house opened and out walked a barely awake Jake rubbing the sleep off his eyes. He walked passed the doorway and stopped to let out a bellowing yawn while he reached his arms over his head, stretching out his well toned muscles.

"Wow," was all I could say to myself with my lips clearly overemphasizing each letter of the single vowel word. Jacob came out wearing only blue plaid pajama pants. Nothing else. He was shamelessly displaying his athletic physique while he stretched and I couldn't help but watch. A deep crimson blush ran past my cheeks all the way up to my ears.

When he was fully awake, Jacob stared at me bright eyed and ran to give me a hug. I hoped he wouldn't see how red I was.

He wrapped me in a tight embrace and I was all too aware of his half-nakedness.

"You came," his voice was calm, but skeptical as if he couldn't really believe I was there.

"I said I would didn't I?" I was still wrapped tightly in his arms.

His skin was really warm against my body. It almost rivaled the heat still on my face as I struggled to keep it under control. I wasn't quite comfortable being so close to a...man.

"Sorry, did I wake you Jake?" I pulled away to check his face for any lingering signs of fatigue.

"No, your truck did," He replied bluntly. "That truck is the only thing that can pull me out of a deep sleep." He chuckled.

"Really?" I was curious. I never thought about the connection with Jake and the truck until I remembered that Charlie had bought my truck from Jacob's dad.

"Yeah, I've always wanted to work on my own car, but my dad kept pushing me to use his and I always refused. He never quite stopped hassling me about until you moved here. You can imagine how relieved I was when your dad bought the truck.. Even so, I still get nightmares about the sputtering and endless racket that comes from of that beast." He shrugged. "No offense."

"Gee, Thanks Jacob," I said dryly.

We walked back inside his house after he decided what he was wearing wasn't appropriate attire for our plans that day. Of course, I knew he was just doing so for my sake, and I was grateful. I made small talk with Billy as I waited for him to finish changing. He was now wearing faded jeans with cuts on the knees and a plain black T-shirt which hugged his muscles. The black shirt looked great with his smooth hair falling against his cheeks.

We spent the day walking along the beach where we had first met. It was light conversation. Nothing too intense, mostly stuff about school and what we had been doing all this time.

The sun was already setting and I couldn't believe we were still just hanging out enjoying each other's company. I had been telling him about my past exploits with the girls these last few months. He was listening with genuine eagerness as if he were on the edge of his seat, hanging on my every word. I had finally gotten to the point which led up to me meeting him last night until he decided to interrupt.

"Wait, Bella. Isn't there a gap?"

"What do you mean?" My hands started sweating and all the comfort I seemed to have had with Jacob was thrown out to sea.

"Well," He grinned, obviously not noticing the sudden drag in my enthusiasm. "You've told me all about school and stuff from the last few months, but what about before that? It's been a long time since you've first moved here and I never really had a chance to actually talk you then. You were always caught up with your friends."

"Nothing much," I mumbled to myself hoping he wouldn't press. I was looking at the ground trying not to engage him any further.

"C'mon Bella. I'm your friend now." He smiled at that declaration, but I couldn't bring myself to mirror his reaction. "I want to know your experiences and what you went through. Tell me what I missed. It will make me feel like I was more a part of your life."

My hands were balled up into fists. This day had been so pleasant, why did he have to ruin it? I gave him the answer which always got me through these ordeals.

"I don't remember." He looked at me appalled.

"What did you hit your head or something?" He laughed lightly not taking me seriously.

"No Jacob, I just don't think about it that much." My eyes began to become moist until I forced what must have been a scary smile to Jacob.

He recognized the tears I was trying to hide and just nodded to me. An awkward silence fell over us for quite a while as we sat on the sandy shores. I wasn't used to Jake being so quiet and I cursed myself for causing him to be that way. It was Jake who fought to broke that silence.

"So, It's hard huh? Because of hi-"

"JACOB!" I yelled at him as i stood up. I didn't mean to yell, but I continued my sentence in a normal voice as if I hadn't just scared him half to death. "It's cold, I want to head back now." My body was shaking and I wrapped my arms around myself in a tight grip. It was cold...

I started to walk back briskly without him. I wasn't crying, but my face was stuck in a pronounced frown when I had reached my truck. I left without waiting for Jacob and quickly sped my way back home.

I was composed by the time I walked into the door of my house. Charlie didn't even notice a thing.

"Have a good time?" Charlie was looking up at me from the couch.

"Yeah, it was great catching up with Jake." I smiled and made my way up to my room.

I was on my computer replying to one of Renee's e-mails when the doorbell rang. I looked out my window and saw Jacob's car parked on the street. I didn't want to talk about what happened, so I hoped Charlie would think I was asleep by now and send him away. Five minutes passed and his car was still there.

I stalked out of my room quietly and heard Charlie talking to Jacob in the living room.

"-hard for her. She's okay most of the time Jake. She's getting on with her life. I can relate to how she feels a lot. That pain never goes away, sometimes you have to pretend like it never existed. Forgive and forget is sort of the theme that I'm getting at. We've all learned a long time ago that it's hard for her to talk about it and we don't want to have to force these bad feelings on her."

"But is it really forgiven? If they come back it will just be that much harder on her."

"They're not coming back," said Charlie tersely.

"But what if-"

"They're not coming back and I'll make damn sure that they don't!" Charlie said this more loudly barely keeping in check his anger.

"You can't just expect me to go along with all of this?"

I couldn't listen anymore. I ran to the bathroom to wipe my face clean with a towel and walked towards the stairs as if I had just gotten out of my room.

"Charlie, who was at the door?" They both looked at me and I put on my best 'Jessica" smile as I looked at Jacob. "Oh! Jacob, what are you doing here?" My overbearing cheeriness was drowning the room.

"Hi Bella I just came to see how you were doing," he smiled at me, the worry not quite gone from his eyes.

"Well I was just about to get something to drink, let's talk in the kitchen." I walked us away from Charlie letting him get back to his game.

I poured myself a glass of water while Jacob stood silently, staring at the floor.

"Bella, I'm sorry," He blurted out. "I'm sorry I made you so uncomfortable with me today, that's the last thing I want."

He looked heartbroken although I'm pretty sure he had no reason to be. I wasn't mad at him, I just needed to get away after our conversation. I managed to give him a real smile, albeit it wasn't a big one.

"Jacob, don't apologize. I didn't mean to get so emotional on you back there." I couldn't believe I was going to say this. "It was just...girl problems. I'm sorry. Friends?" He looked really embarrassed for a moment, then smiled his biggest smile at me. He seemed to understand what I was hinting at, much to my dismay. My dignity was gone, but I was doing my best to erase what happened earlier.

"Friends." He took me in a bear hug again and lifted me off my feet."Okay, well you've had more than enough Jacob time than anyone would like." He put me down and patted my head. He said goodbye to Charlie, and then I walked him to the door.

"I'll see you soon Jacob Black." I was leaning against the door frame watching him walk back to his car.

"You promise?" he yelled back.

"I promise, now go home or I'll call the cops!" He chuckled at me waved once again before driving off.

I was glad I was able to settle things with Jacob so soon, but I was now emotionally drained and the rest of me followed suit. I ran back to my room, made sure my window was securely locked and drifted quickly off to a long sleep.

Okay, another character developmentish chapter. I actually wrote about ideas during class. Who knew that class was actually good for something? I found something that could rescue me from boring lectures. I came up with future ideas that i really liked and none of them are in this chapter. This one is mostly a transitional chapter. I don't really have another preview but heres some random ideas I came up with. I might not use them, because I haven't actually started writing the next one, but these amuse me. I think the next chapter will most likely have the second one.
"This was never about me Edward Cullen. This was always about you and this masochistic notion that you don't deserve to be happy."
"No Jacob!" he growled at me.

"Don't argue with me on this Sam. I'm pulling rank."

"When someone loves as much as you and Edward loved each other...well, that just means you had that much farther to fall."