Jacob POV

"Jake, you look cramped. Why don't you come up here?", she asked, turning to face me.

"Naw, I'm fine." I replied, my already dark skin turning a shade darker. The thought of being in the same bed as her had my heart racing.

"Jake, half your body is like, off the couch."

"I'd only cramp you." I replied, and that was true. Bella compared to me was like a mouse next to a lion.

"I'd be fine." She seemed to want me up there. Hmm…

"Well, I'll only come up if you admit it." I said, turning to the side.

"Admit what?"

"That you want me to come up there for a different reason." I said. That wasn't entirely true; I wanted to go up there not because I was cramped but because I would be able to be in the same bed as her…

"The only reason I want you to come up here is because you're cramped on that couch and that I feel guilty for taking your bed."

"It's alright, I don't mind." I teased, waiting for her to admit it; lying back down. Then Charlie came and we both pretended to be asleep. I tried to resist the urge to leap into the bed with her and well…………..kiss her.

"Jake, are you asleep?" she asked quietly, her voice like music in the silence.

"No. But I'm waiting." I replied, as we both lay still. Then, I heard her sit up in the bed. After a while, I tried fake snoring, the way I always did. Then, she got up and knelt beside me. I tried to keep my breathing even and stop from reaching out to her and holding her tightly against my chest. I felt her gaze on my face, and she leant towards me slightly. She hesitated for a moment, and I became desperate to kiss her. Then, she pressed her lips against mine, kissing me, and I kissed her back. She lent back and I opened my eyes and smiled.

"That took you long enough." I complained, as I watched her smile. She looked simply breath-taking. Then, I got up and carried her in my arms, putting her back down on the bed.

"Remember our deal?" She said, smiling. I smiled, shaking my head; that was so Bella and I lay next to her. My hand 'accidentally' brushed against and they were like ice.

"You're freezing Bells." I said, turning her light body over so that her back was to me. I didn't want to give her the wrong impression, if I turned her body to face me. I lay against her, trying to defreeze her, liking the feel of her body against mine.

"Better?" I asked, and she nodded. Then, the urge to touch her was unbearable. My breathing quickened as my arms went around her torso, and I heard her breathe quicker as well. I pulled her tight against me, giving her time to resist if she didn't want me to do so. She didn't seem to mind, so I began to caress her, slowly, enjoying the moment. I watched her face, and she seemed to close her eyes in pleasure, taking a ragged breath. I became more desperate, feeling along her waist now, my hand fitting into their delicate curve. My hand went under her shirt, and continued caressing her, a chill running through my spine in pleasure. I took another ragged breath, tightening my grip around her, wishing I could keep her here, beside me forever. I pressed my cheek against hers, it was soft and smooth; my eyes closed like hers.

"Jake?" she asked, her voice like silk.

"Yeah honey?" I whispered, my hands starting their journey once again.

"I love you." She whispered back, her silk voice incredibly seductive.

"I know."

Then, she turned around, and kissed me again. It felt right, like we were made for each other, a natural path. I kissed her back, and she locked her arms behind my neck. When she broke away, gasping for air, I found that I was breathless too. I kissed her when I had enough oxygen, rolling to the side so that she was on top of me. I pulled her closer to me frantically, and then rolled again so I was on top of her. Her legs made a wide V shape that I fit into. I took off my shirt, dropping it to the floor, kissing her again. I rolled up her shirt slightly, and I pressed my bare torso against hers. I felt a shiver run through her spine, and I laughed under my breath. Man, was I glad that she had asked me to join her. Suddenly, I heard my dad's voice in my head, running over the brief lecture about something. Responsibility. Ugh.

"Screw responsibility." I murmured in her ear.

The night was blissful, but we had to wake earlier to clean up the room; pick up our clothes etc…After we finished doing so, we went downstairs to find Billy and Charlie talking quietly in the living room as not to wake us.

"You guys are up early." Billy said. I shrugged. "There was quite a bit of ruckus in your room last night. Was everything alright?"

Crap. "Um, Bella had a nightmare last night." I improvised; hoping he wouldn't ask what is was about. Billy asked if we could go buy groceries, so Bella and I said alright. We stopped by her place first, to get a change of clothes for her. When she went out of her house, she was wearing a white halter top, black leather jacket on top, paired with a pair of faded grey jeans. She looked like a movie star. When she came within my reach, I pulled her gently against me and kissed her. She kissed me back for a while, and it was like the whole world was still, the only thing that mattered was her. After I could bear to let her go, we drove to the supermarket and put all the groceries Billy needed into the trolley. When Bella went to the washroom, I saw an offer on roses and picked one for her. By the time she came back, I was leaning against the counter, bags in hand. She offered to help me carry some groceries, but I shook my head.

"This is for you." I said, handing her the rose. She turned a shade of red, slightly lighter then the rose.

"Aww thanks Jake!"

I leant forward and kissed her forehead, and whispered 'I love you' in her ear. When we got back home, we unpacked the groceries, and Bella made lunch. Billy had gone to Harry Clearwater's place, so I kissed Bella, and she kissed me back. I noticed that Bella hardly ate anything, and when I asked, she said she wasn't hungry. After I had finished eating, I helped her dry the dishes, as she washed them. Occasionally, when my hands were free, they wrapped around Bella's waist, and I felt a shiver run through her every time I did so. Then, we headed to La Push, sitting on a log and talking. We talked about our ambitions in life, and mostly each other. She admitted once again that she found me attractive, and I asked her why. She replied, "Well, your eyes are like, really clear and deep… your skin is a pretty colour, your hair matches your look, you know, rugged. And, I think you have a beautiful soul.", turning crimson. I put my shoulder around her and she rested her head on my shoulder. She was so tiny, delicate. And mine. I supposed that we looked like a perfect couple, the way we were positioned. I sometimes wondered if Bella still loved Edward. Sometimes, I saw a flash of pain in her eyes whenever the Cullen's, particularly Edward, were brought up in conversation. When the sun started setting, we headed back to my place, and I noticed Bella had got a shade paler, close to green.

"Bella? Are you alright?" I asked, putting my hand on her shoulder.

"I'm fine." She replied, but I detected a hint of a lie in her voice.

"Do you feel alright?"

"Yeah." She lied, as her face turned a shade paler.

"Bells." I said disapprovingly. I needed to know what was bugging her so I could think whether to take her to the doctor's.

"Well, I do feel a little nauseated but it'll pass, I think." She admitted.

I drove faster, wanting to get back, so that she would feel better, but the speed seemed to make her feel worse, so I slowed back down. When we eventually got back, I found that the tire needed to be changed, so Bella got out of the car, saying that she felt better. I didn't believe her a tiny bit. She was even paler. I debated whether I should change the tire now, or later, but Bella said that I should do it now, otherwise I would forget later. I reluctantly agreed, and tried to hurry. When I slipped underneath the car, I head Bella groan slightly. I tried to hurry, when I finished changing the tire in 2 minutes, I saw Bella was an unhealthy shade of green, swaying to the side.

"Bella?" I asked, to see if she could respond. Then, she collapsed onto the ground, pale and limp. I went and carried her in my arms to the living room. I laid her on the couch, holding her hand. When she finally awoke about 3 minutes later, I asked her if she wanted to see the doctor. She shook her head, too dizzy to speak. I poured her a glass of water, and she obediently sipped it.

Then, a flash of knowledge came into her eyes, disappearing as quickly as it came.

"Bells, what is it honey?" I asked, not bearing to see her like this. She shook her head, and replied "I'll tell you later." I was about to ask why, then I heard the door unlock and open. It was Billy and Charlie. Bella tried not to look to sick, pinching her cheeks, trying to get some colour back into them, sitting up. She tried not to face Billy and Charlie too much, but not so much less that they would notice. After she made dinner, eating little, as usual, she said that she needed to go to the pharmacy to buy something. When Charlie asked what, Bella replied 'Sanitary pads.' Charlie turned a shade of red and cringed, and so did Billy. I tried not to laugh at them. I drove Bella to the pharmacy, planning to follow her, to see if she really was buying pads, but she said that I should watch the car. I agreed, suspicious. I watched her go in the pharmacy, and buy a box of something. When she went out and I asked what she had really bought, she simply shook her head. When we got back home, Billy and Charlie had already finished showering. Bella went to shower first, and we all waited in the living room. Billy and Charlie decided to hit the sack earlier, Billy going to his room, and Charlie to the living room couch. When they both were in their rooms, I ran to the bathroom that Bella was in, and nearly threw the door off its hinges.

"Bella, is anything the matter?" I asked worriedly, as soon as the door was securely shut. Bella jumped a little, covering herself with the shower curtain.

"Nothing I didn't see last night Bells, no need to hide. Can you please answer my question? You've been looking ill all day."

She took a deep breath, and replied, "I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Why not now?"

"I don't think it's the right time now." She replied, washing off the conditioner in her hair. I looked around the bathroom, looking for clues as to what was wrong with her, finding nothing. When she finished showering, she put on her pyjamas, a shirt and a pair of black shorts, she looked slightly better. We walked to my room, my hand around her shoulder, afraid she would faint again. When we entered the room, I kissed her, and she kissed me back. Then, last night repeated itself.

In the morning I was partially awake, and partially asleep. Bella was next to me, my arm around her side, over the thick duvet. I felt her stiffen suddenly, and cower back. I woke up, and did exactly the same. Charlie and Billy were both standing beside the bed, arms folded across their chest.

"Both of you, get dressed and then the living room." Charlie said strictly. They both left the room for us to do so.

"We're screwed." I murmured, putting on my shorts and vest. Bella nodded, slipping her shirt on. Then, we both headed downstairs, and prepared to face the wrath of our dads. Billy was slightly cool about it, he knew how strongly I felt about Bella. Charlie however, was going nuts. He and Bella went upstairs to talk about it. Shout seems more like it. Charlie was screaming his lungs out at her, and Bella was mumbling things like 'Yes Dad', 'No Dad' and 'Never again Dad.' Then Charlie said something about smart-aleck. Then, Bella replied something quietly, as if he wasn't meant to hear. Then, a sort of hitting sound followed that, and a sort of tumbling sound. I went to see what happened. I saw Bella on the bottom of the flight of stairs, back towards me.

"Bella!" I cried, turning her body towards me, to see if she was injured. She closed her eyes, her mouth tightly sealed shut, red seeping out slightly. I ran and got her a thick wad of Kleenex, and she pressed it to her mouth, blood dripping onto it. Oh. My. God.