I stubbled back home with my head down low. Charlie came out and noticed that i have just been standing outside on the porch.
"Bella what's wrong? Why dont you just come inside?" He asked
"hmm." I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
Charlie hurried toward me and took me in a fatherly hug. "Now tell me what's going on."
"Edward! He just left me, again!" I murmered under my breath.
I heard a distant sound as a car rolled up into the driveway. Then a familiar voice.
"Bella!" Jacob was beside me reaching his warm hand to my face.
I burst into tears as a collasped into his bare chest.
"Edward! You freaking bastard!" He growled for a second then phased into a werewolve.
"No Jacob!" I screamed but it was too late. He was rappidly vanishing into the distant.
I was out again, like usual. Not much of a shopper by still i found myself lingering around the mall now a days. Not perticularly with anyone but all by myself. Scanning through a rack of books at a book store i felt my stumach flip. I was feeling sick and i knew it. Automatically i placed my one hand to my belly and the other to my mouth. Vomit. It spewed out all over the floor. That was definatly my breakfast that came out.
"Sorry." I signed to the book keeper who was making disquasted faces at me.
"Just go!" She looked as if she was going to vomit next.
Before leaving I apologized millions of times. What just happened? I was getting dizzy and needed to go home now. With one glance at a newspaper placed on a cart, I instantly began to feel more food coming out of my mouth. It read "Man dead in Italy last night. Bones were burned and nothing was left other then ashes."
I ran into my car and turned it on. One word was in my mind, JACOB!