When I arrived outside Jacob's house, I hesitated, my hand raised and ready to knock. I couldn't do it. What the hell was I supposed to tell him? 'Hi, Jake, this is your son, I'm a vampire and Edward was evil all along?' Sighing, I turned around and started to walk away, with no idea where to go or what to do.
"Bella?" Jacob's voice called out to me from the doorway, "God Bella, I haven't seen you in months! Where have you been?"
I turned around slowly and watched the smile fall from his face as he stared at my eyes, and then down at the baby, in disbelief.
"Bella," he said, his voice husky all of a sudden, "Please tell me you're not… and who…?" His eyes focusing on the baby, as if seeing his face properly for the first time. "Oh my God…" he whispered, as realisation finally dawned on him. In a few quick strides he was beside me, his big, warm arms wrapped around us lovingly. I closed my eyes, for a moment feeling like a proper, perfect little family. But all too soon, Jacob pulled away, his eyes full of questions.
Sighing, I prepared myself to explain everything. This was not going to be an easy conversation.
Just as I opened my mouth to begin, a silver Volvo, his silver Volvo, swerved dangerously into the driveway. Edward leapt out of the car, his eyes dark and smouldering.
"He's going to kill me." I murmured, my eyes growing wide as I instinctively hugged our son closer to my chest.
"Bella," Jacob said, his powerful voice comforting, "Go inside, now."
As I opened my mouth to protest he stared into my eyes urgently.
"Go, Bella. I'll be fine. The others will be here soon. I need you to take your… our son somewhere safe. Go into the cellar, bolt the door and don't come out until I come for you."
He kissed me powerfully on the lips and marched bravely to meet Edward at the end of the drive, never looking back.
I ran into the cellar, my lips still burning from the kiss. Why had it taken me so long to see what was right in front of me: I was in love with Jacob Black. And now he was outside fighting my ex-boyfriend to the death.