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BPOV:

The next week flew by in a blur. It was as if I had just gotten Jake's note yesterday, and now, a week later, I was on my way to meet him for lunch. This time, however, I was not accompanied by any of the Cullen's, due to a tremendous temper tantrum on my part.

Flash Back

"Absolutely not! It is out of the question, Bella! I told you that you were not to be alone, and especially not with Jacob!" Edward yelled after I told him about my lunch with Jake.

"Exactly why not, Edward? I thought we had gotten past all this animosity towards each other! Not to mention, I'm just as safe with Jake as I am with you, and you know that as well as I do!" I pointed my finger in his face, and that did not help his anger.

"No." he said in a cold voice, his eyes turning to black ice.

"Give me one good reason why not?" I challenged, and he looked at me like I had just lost my mind, his eyes wide and mouth gaping open. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and tapped my foot on the floor, waiting for his answer.

"What about the fact that you're having dreams about him ripping your arms open, and that it's actually happening! How about THAT?" he said, finally throwing his hands up in the air, and then placing his hands over his face, his thumb and fore finger gripping the bridge of his nose so hard that his knuckles turned whiter than normal.

"Edward, you know that they're just dreams." I placed my hand up to stop him when he tried to protest. "I'm not saying that they aren't incredibly vivid dreams, but that's all they are; Dreams. We have no explanation for them and you can't say that Jake is the cause of them! You can't tell me that you actually think he would hurt me, can you?"

He looked at me for a few moments, his eyes still hard, but then they softened slightly, and he sighed.

"No. I can't say that he would hurt you, but I can't say that he wouldn't either! Alice isn't even able to see anything, so how am I supposed to know if you're okay?"

"I'll make you a deal. If it will put you at ease, I will take your cell phone with me, and you can call as many times as you like to check on me, so that you can be sure that I'm perfectly safe. Ok?" he looked down at the floor and didn't speak for a long time. Finally he looked up at me and all the coldness was gone from his eyes.

"Ok." Was all he said.

"Thank you, Edward." I breathed, and wrapped my arms around his waist, and he laid his head on top of mine, his cold breath blowing through my hair.

"I'm sorry, love. You just don't understand how much I worry. If anything ever happened to you…"

"Edward, ill be fine. You can call me as much as you need, and I'll be back with you as soon as you get home from hunting. You have absolutely nothing to worry about."

End

I felt bad for starting an argument with Edward, but Jake was still my best friend. I couldn't give up on him just because Edward and I were getting married, so I made my way towards Pacific Pizza, where I was meeting Jake for lunch.

When I arrived, Jake was sitting on the patio outside, wearing orange board-shorts with white Hawaiian flowers, and a white sleeveless shirt, looking like he just stepped off of a surfboard, even though it was unseasonably cold today, and I was wearing jeans and a tee shirt, with a rain jacket. When he saw me, he stood up and waved me over to the table. He looked like he had grown another six inches since the last time I saw him. He was massive.

"Hey, Bells! I already ordered a pizza for us! Come sit down!" When I got to the table, he scooped me up in a huge bear-hug. "Wow, its great to see you, Bella!"

"Cant…Breathe…Jake!" I choked out from under his massive arms.

"Oh, sorry." He said, laughing, and set me back down on the pavement. We got settled into our seats, and it took only seconds for Jake to start launching into a round of questions. How I've been, How Charlie was, and a little less enthusiastically, how the wedding plans were coming. After I finished explaining that Charlie and I were fine and I had been extremely busy with the wedding plans, and how Edward had surprised me with Montague, I decided to start on why Jake had wanted to see me in the first place.

"Jake, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. Why does something always have to be wrong?" he grumbled, and then looked down at the table.

"Because you said something was wrong, Jake. That's why I came to meet you to begin with!"

"Look, it's probably nothing, Ok? Just me being stupid. I just…worry too much, ya know?"

"Oh, Please, Jake. You sound like Edward. Oh, stop it!" I said, rolling my eyes at him when he growled at me for comparing him to Edward. "Now, would you just spit it out, already? What's wrong?"

"Ok, Ok! Jeeze, Bells, don't be so pushy. I've just been having some…weird dreams lately." I went rigid in my seat. "Don't worry, Bells its nothing major. I'm probably just being weird."

"W-What are your dreams ab-bout?" my voice cracked. I put my hands in my lap so that Jake couldn't see how bad they were shaking.

"Well, it varies from night to night, but mostly, I just see you hurt. I don't know who or what is hurting you, I just know that you're hurt, and I can't get to you in time." His head was down, but he looked up at me through his eyelashes.

"Large Supreme with extra cheese?" the waiter yelled, making both me and Jake jump, and shoved the pan on the table in front of us. "There ya go guys. Enjoy." And he turned and walked away.

"J-Jake. I have to t-tell you something." I was on the verge of tears, but I refused to let them go. "I've been having the s-same kind of dreams, only I d-do know w-who's hurting me."

His head snapped up and he locked eyes with me. I could see his hands starting to shake, but he clenched them shut and took a deep breath, and the shaking lessened.

"Who?" he said through gritted teeth, and I couldn't answer him. He slammed his hands down on the table, and it shook so violently that I thought it might snap in two. "Who, Bella?"

"It…It was you, J-Jake." I whispered, and his face fell so drastically, that I couldn't stop myself from reaching across the table, and placing my hand on his cheek. "It's j-just a d-dream, Jake. It d-doesn't mean anyt-thing." As I stretched across the table, my rain jacket slipped up, and my bandage showed through. Jake saw it.

"Bella, what the hell is that?"

"Its nothing, Jake. Montague got a little too excited when we were playing and he scratched me, that's all." I said, shrugging.

"Bella, you're a lousy liar. Tell me the truth." He said, but wouldn't look at me.

I sighed, and explained the entire dream to Jake, and I told him that every time I had the dream, I would wake up with the scratches. When I finished, he was quiet and still stared at the table. Then he did something that surprised me. He laughed.

"Unbelievable. Dr. Fang and the fortune teller have absolutely no idea what it is?"

"Well, Carlisle has never heard of as anything like this, and Alice can't see the whole thing. There are holes, like someone hasn't made a decision yet."

"Well aren't they just incredibly useful." He sneered.

"Stop it Jake. They're trying their best."

"Yeah. Seems like it." He mumbled, and I rolled my eyes again. We sat in silence for a few minutes, not even touching the pizza, and I picked at the corners of my bandages. When I looked up, Jake was staring at me, smiling my favorite Jacob smile. It made me smile, too.

"What?" I asked him.

"Isn't it amazing that were so attuned to each other that were having the exact same dreams?"

"Jake, don't do that. Please?" I said, my smile disappearing. This was one reason why I was afraid of seeing Jacob. I didn't want him to get any…ideas.

"Don't do what Bella? You know that I'm right. You know that im better for you than he is. Why don't you see it?"

"Jacob, Stop it." I said starting to get angry, but that just made him try harder.

"Don't marry him, Bella. Leave him…Leave him, and be with me." He got out of the chair and kneeled on the sidewalk beside me. "Be with me, Bella. Please?"

I don't think I had ever been so furious in all my life. I stood up so fast that I knocked the chair out from behind me and sent it slamming to the sidewalk with a loud CLACK. Jacob was still kneeling on the sidewalk, looking at me with wide eyes.

"Jacob, Im not going to leave him. I love him, and only him, and im going to spend the rest of eternity with him!" I saw the pain shoot across his face at my words, but I was too angry to care. "I don't want you to call me anymore, and don't try sending me any notes through Charlie and getting him involved, because I don't want to see you anymore. Look at me, Jacob!" I was yelling, now. I kneeled down so that I could look him in the eyes when I spoke. "I do not want to see you anymore." And with that, I stood up, walked to my truck, and drove away without a second glance.

I was so angry when I got home, I didn't even think it weird that the door was unlocked when I stormed through it.

"That Stupid, obnoxious, idiotic Mutt!"

As I was muttering more obscenities under my breath, I wasn't paying attention as I rounded the corner to go into the kitchen, and I slammed right into Edward.

"Holy Crow! Oh, OW!" I said, jumping up and down, rubbing my elbow that had slammed right into his chest. He probably didn't even feel it, but I was sure I was going to have yet another bruise.

"Are you alright, Love?"

"Im fine." I said a little harsher than I had meant to, still being upset by what happened with Jacob, and immediately felt bad about when Edwards face fell. I sighed. "Im sorry. I don't mean to take this out on you, Edward. Im fine, really. But what are you doing back so soon? I thought you'd be hunting for the rest of the night."

"I was supposed to, but Alice saw you in your truck on your way back home, using the kind of language that would make a sailor blush, so I figured your little luncheon with Jacob didn't go so well, and I wanted to be here when you got back. Just in case you needed me." He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer to him. I laid my head against his chest, and took a couple deep breaths to calm myself down.

"I'll always need you" I whispered to him, and he held me tighter. "How did you get here? I didn't see the Volvo."

"We were hunting close by, just in case you got into any trouble" he said glancing down at me, chuckling as I frowned "so I just ran."

He kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my disheveled hair.

"Do you want to talk about it, love?" he whispered back.

"Not really, but I want to tell you this much. He asked me to stop the wedding. He asked me to leave you, and be with him." I felt his arms go rigid around me.

"Is that so?" he said in a very flat tone. "May I ask what you said in return?" I bit my lower lip and waited a moment before I spoke again.

"I told him that I love you, and only you, and that I was going to spend the rest of eternity loving you. I told him that I never wanted to see him again and Edward…" I stopped for a moment and looked up at him, placing my hand on the side of his cheek making sure that he was looking in my eyes when I spoke again. "I meant every word."

He stared down at me, silent for a moment, and then placed his hand behind my head, and kissed me in a way that, when he pulled away from me, I was gasping for air. After I caught my breath, he stroked the side of my cheek with his thumb, and looked into my eyes for what seemed like hours. Then he finally spoke.

"Bella, Love. Are you sure that's what you want?"

"Edward, there is nothing in this world that I want more than you. It doesn't matter that Jacob was my best friend once, because friendship doesn't seem to be enough for Jake, and I don't want it to be anything more than that. I love you, Edward, and if loving you means that ill never see Jacob black again for the rest of eternity, then im going to choose you. I will always choose you. Always."

We stood in the middle of the kitchen, just holding each other and staring into each others eyes. Im not sure how long we stood there, it could have been hours, but I was perfectly content. Even If the walls fell down around us, as long as I had him in my arms, nothing mattered. He broke the silence first.

"Well, Love, since neither one of us have anything other plans for the rest of the afternoon, would you like to go back to my house and work on the little bit of wedding plans we have left?" he smiled my favorite crooked smile, and I lost my breath again.

"Absolutely" Was all I said.

A moment later, I was on his back, and we were running through the woods on the way to the Cullen's' house. We ran full speed, straight toward my future.

I know it seems like things are going kind of slow, but the plot is about to rip wide open!

And yes, Pacific Pizza is a real restaurant in Forks, but there were no pictures of it, so im not sure if they have an outside patio or not, but that's what I picture it looking like.

Remember, if I get 25 reviews or more, ill post the next chap tomorrow night!

Much Love!