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Chapter 6 - Apologies

B.P.O.V

I trudged up Jake's drive, dreading what would happen next. Surely he wouldn't kiss me again? Well, it was Jake…

I knocked on the door, three sharp raps. I heard a giggle, and the low buzz of Jake's voice.

Oh no.

She was here.

I turned around and walked quickly back to my truck.

Not quick enough.

"Bella! Wait!" Jacob yelled. Damn. With a sigh which I know he heard, I turned around slowly.

His shirt was open, his hair tousled, and behind him I could see a small girl.

So this was my enemy.

Jake stepped to the side.

"Hi." She said, giving me a genuine smile. I scowled back.

"Look, Jake. This is obviously a bad time. I'll talk to you later." I said. You could hear the anger in my voice.

"Aw, come on-"

"Later." I said, stepping inside my truck, slamming the door a little too hard. I drove away quickly.

The next day, I decided to call him. I picked up the phone, and noticed that my hand was shaking. I carefully smoothed my piece of paper out onto the table, and checked it over quickly. I had rehearsed this over and over, but it still didn't sound right.

"Bella?"

"Hey, Jacob. I just wanted to say…

I took longer than I thought I would. I explained that I was over him, how I was with Edward, and that it was pathetic of him to try to take me back. How he should forget about me like I've forgotten about me.

When I was finished, there was a pause. Then,

"It doesn't matter what you say, Bells. I'll have you back. Edward will leave you, and you will be mine."

The line went dead.

Crap.

I hadn't seen Edward in a few days, and I was starting to get worried. Why hadn't he called me, or even texted me?

I tried calling him several times, but never got an answer. Little did I know what was going on.

E.P.O.V

"Jacob." I said through my teeth. "I won't leave her, no matter what you do. If you still love her, why did you go and imprint on someone else?"

"That doesn't matter. All I want is my girl." I clenched my fists.

"She's not yours."

"She'll always be mine." That did it.

Thwack.

In a second we were rolling on the ground, hitting, kicking.

"Your just a-"

Thwack.

"Possessive-"

Thwack.

"Jerk!" I yelled.

"Leave her." Jacob grunted.

"Why would I do that?" I paused.

"Cause' she's cheating on you."

B.P.O.V

"Edward?" I called. "Are you home?"

I was at his house. I couldn't bear it any longer. I needed to see him.

"Yes?" Carlisle, the doctor who had treated me, answered the door.

"Is Edward home?"

"Yes, but-" I didn't wait for him to finish his sentence. I sprinted through the door, ran up the stairs, turned to the right, and burst through his door.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, hunched up, a dark shape. I walked over, and put my arm round him.

"Hey. Thought I'd visit."

There was no answer.

"Edward?" He shrugged my arm off.

"I can't believe you would do this to me… And still turn up here, acting like you still love me. What's wrong with you? Or is this just a sick, twisted joke, your idea of fun?" The first thing he says to me, and it's like I've been punched in the stomach.

"What are you talking about?" I asked in a small voice.

"Why would you do that? You told me that I was yours! And with JACOB" He spat the name.

"OHMYGOD!" I yelled. "You think I cheated on you with Jacob!" Edward stood up, and in a very guy-like way, punched the wall.

"I didn't do that to you!" I yelled. Edward turned around and glared at me.

"Leave." He whispered.

"No. You have to understand, I didn't do it." I said firmly.

"LEAVE!" He roared.

"Fine. But let me just say – this just means that you don't trust me. And that sucks, Edward. So fuck you. I just guess it means I picked the wrong guy. Again."

Ouch. Damn, I can be mean when I want to be.

I turned around and walked out the door, down the stairs, out the door, into my car.

And I knew where I was going.

Jake's house.

"YOU FUCKING MORON!" I screamed in Jake's face. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"

"Cause' he's not worth it."

"Don't you say that! He IS! HE truly made me happy, and you ruined it! Do you know what this means? He believed you, and now he hates me." I shook my head in disgust.

"How can you look at yourself in the mirror, Jake?" I spat.

Silence.

"Jake?" Said a small voice from inside. "Is this true?"

Oh shit.

A small girl appeared at the door, a brunette, who strangely looked a lot like me. She stared up at me, with no hatred at all. Only sadness.

Ah jeez, I was such a bitch.

"No! I mean yes! I mean…" Jake stared at me, then her, then me.

"This sucks." The girl said. She walked out the door, and as she did so, I heard a sickening CRACK.

"NO!" Jake yelled.

And now the imprint has broken. Facepalm. She didn't have to do that. Sheesh, this girl was dramatic.

I slammed the door in Jake's face, and walked to my car. I turned the heating on, and suddenly on impulse, rolled down my window.

"Do you need a ride?" I called to the girl. She nodded, and got in.

We talked for a long time, sharing our arguments with Jake, the stress of it all. Her name was Anna, and actually, she was really nice.

"How did you break the imprint?" I asked.

"Jake told me how. I had been thin king about it for a while now… Bet he wished he hadn't told me." We both grinned at each other, and laughed.

I think I had a new friend.