I sat motionless at my desk. I cluched the pen in my hand, staring down at the evil peice of paper. I thought of how to write this:

sEdward, I know what I'm choosing here/s

sI'm sorry your too dangerous/s

sYour right I,/s

I knew that, what I was doing was right. So why did it hurt so much? I dug the pen into the paper and wrote:

I'm sorry I put you through these past two years.
With James and Victoria. I don't want to put you
Or your family in any more danger. I couldn't bare
it if you got hurt. Edward, I'm sorry.
~Bella

I felt like this was the best letter I could force out of me. I put it on the bed. Half-way down the stairs, I tripped. I really need to get a house with no stairs, I thought trying to distract myself. Then I would just trip over a flat surface.... When I got down stairs I grabbed my bags and went out the door. My phone rang as I threw the bags in the back of my rusty,old truck. But I felt to weak to answer it. Than god I didn't let Edward buy me a new car, that would just make it harder. I got in the front seat and drove to the 'Werewolf' territory. Only about three feet past the invisable line, my car shut down on me. I groaned as I tried to start it again. Oh well I though I'm close enough anyway. I pulled out my cell phone and saw the 1 missed call sign. I decided to listen to it. I felt all the heat leave my body as I heard the number. I gulped and waited for the message.

'Alice saw you!' Rosalie's voice shouted. 'Your choosing a dog, over my brother! You could have told it to his face instead of write a letter when you break his heart. Imagine what Alice thinks of you. No Imagine What Esme thinks of you! This will be the last phone call you hear from any of us!.'

Then the phone went blank. I quickly snapped the phone shut. I wanted to lay down in the front seat and cry. But that wouldn't help. I knew why I left.
I got out of my truck and tried to remeber where he lived now. I came to a tall building and then I knew were I was. I walked over to an open garage. I saw a car inside that looked like it was from 1971. But I wasn't sure I wasn't a big car fan. I came around to the other side of the car. Ofcourse he was under there. I tapped his left foot with mine.
I heard a muffled "I'm busy." from under the car playfully I tapped him again. He started to come out from under the car. "I said I'm..." Shock crossed his face. The he smiled the biggest grin I've ever senn. He quickly got up and hugged me so hard I couldn't beathe. "Bella! What are you doing here!"He said my grin dissappered. "Jake," I said "It's a long story."
"Well I have plenty of time." He said.