Charlie came home late to find his dinner in the microwave, and me sitting alone in the rocking chair in my room.

"Bells, honey? Are you alright?"

"Sure dad, I'm great. Dinners in the microwave"

"Thanks kiddo"

He ruffled my hair, cast a final worried glance at me, then went downstairs.

I looked out the window into the pouring rain. Lightening was striking off in the distance, its electric forks racking like luminous whips, lighting up the sky for seconds before it returned to darkness. The thunder was loud, roaring, but I barely noticed. I felt numb, exhausted.

I absent-mindedly fiddled with a five-cent piece I had found amongst the lint in my pockets, lost in thought.

Did Jake get home okay?

Why did I care so much?

We're just friends

But he loves me…

I sighed, staring out at the raging storm.

What if I loved him back?

What if we were together..as a couple

Edward was never going to come back

Jake made me feel alive again

I love him too.

I leapt from my chair, as if it was what I'd been planning all along. I ran down the stairs, almost tripping and falling. What a klutz. No time for the emergency room now Bella, there's something you have to do.

"Bella? What are you doing?"

I was already dialing.

"Bella??"

"I'm calling Jacob!"

Charlie shrank back onto the couch, looking momentarily startled before turning his attention back to the game on the TV and the heated up meal on his lap.

Pick up, pick up, pick up!

"Hello?"

"Jacob?"

"Bella?" more than a hint of disbelief adorned his voice.

"Can I come round?"

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"No, no, I was just uhh..Yeah"

"Okay..See you soon"

"Bye"

"Isn't it a bit late to be going to jakes? The roads are wet too…" Charlie trailed off when he saw my face.

"Or maybe you could just go and uhh..Stay over or something?"

"Sure!", I said, jamming my arms into my raincoat and pulling on boots over my jeans.

I barreled down the road to La Push as fast as my ancient truck would go, pulling up to the old hut with the faded red paint.

Jacob appeared at one of the narrow windows, fiddling with an umbrella and motioning for me to wait for him. I paid no attention to his fumbling, and stepped straight out into the pouring rain.

I was drenched within seconds. Jacob ran out to me, smiling his wolfish grin.

"Bella, you're getting saturated!" he scolded.

I looked into his dark, intelligent eyes.

So I left it on a cliffhanger. im not even sure ill continue, i like the story but noone else seems to. if you want more of it, if you like it, if you have any thoughts on how it could improve, please just R&R!