"You don't want me?" I asked my world already crashing down.
"No." He said, running away, never looking at me. I just sat there crying, for myself and for my unborn child. I got up and I made up my mind to go back home and not cry over what I could never have stopped. I stumbled out of the woods and back to Charlie's house. I couldn't believe he did this again, to me.
'Dad, I'm going home, to mom," I wrote on the phone pad. 'I love you, don't worry, I have money to get on the plane and get a cheap car to get to mom's. Love, Bella.' By the time I was done, tears were streaming down my face.
I climbed the stairs to my room and packed. Then I got in my old truck and drove to the airport. Not noticing anything or anyone but some how I made it there without hurting myself or anyone else.
FOUR YEARS LATER
"Garth Emmett Jasper Mason get down her now!" I yelled.
"Mommy, I comin'!" he said stumbling down the stairs. Unfortunately he got my clumsiness. I smiled at him and ran to him lifting him up and spinning him around. "Wee! Wee!" He giggled. After a while I got tired and stopped but I still held on to him. He looked so much like Edward, only he had my chocolate brown eyes.
"Is Unke Jake here yet?" he asked almost jumping from my arms when he heard the door shut, behind us.
"That would be him," I let him down. He ran to Jacob and almost knocked him down. I just stood there laughing.
"Well, hi to you too, swart." Jacob laughed picking him up and walking over to me. "You ready, Bells?"
"I told you, I'm not going back!" I said sternly, not showing him that he already almost beat me down (not literally).
"You are coming, even if I have to drag you there" he smiled.
"Don't even think about it, Jacob." I said when his eyes lit up.
"Fine" He looked at Garth "Garth go get your stuff and put it in the truck. We are going home." He smiled, at Garth putting him down. "Listen, Bells, Charlie is really worried, he wants you back" He got closer to me, looking into my eyes.
"J-Jake, I can't" I said but I was totally defeated and he knew it.
"Yes you can." He said. In a matter of minutes all Garth's and my stuff was packed and in his truck. "Bella?" Jacob looked at me. I wasn't in the truck, I was totally afraid to go back, afraid that he might be there. "Bells, he's not there anymore." he said recognizing my uneasiness.
"Good" I got in and smiled at Garth playing in the back.
SIX AND A HALF HOURS LATER
"Jake, this isn't Charlie's."