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Chapter 2
Diving

Jacob stood there holding a piece of paper, it was a lacey piece of stationary; odd. His face was sad, the look of defeat was written all over him. Was that a wedding invitation? Surely it wasn't.

It was.

Stupid vampires.

"You chose the blood- him?" Jacob said as if he were surprised.

"Jacob, you don't understand…I love him."

I hated how he thought he would win. He was my best friend and I could have loved him, but not like I love Edward and I would always love Edward. He leaned down to embrace me, and I welcomed it. I didn't want our friendship to end even if he would always fight for it to be more and I realized this more and more as it felt like the end neared. He was so incredibly warm and I wanted to hold him tighter, his skin was so soft and…smooth.

"Bella, I love you." He said, but he wasn't full of just sadness. He was…crying? I didn't want him to, and I wanted to take back anything I had said to cause his sadness.

"I'm so…sorry Jacob." I said releasing from him as I wiped the single tear that had rested on his left cheek. He seemed embarrassed but grateful I was understanding and kind.

"Jacob, are we going to stand here all night?" I said trying not to sound impatient but I wanted to lift the mood a bit and spend time with my best friend.

"What do you want to do Bells?"

It had worked, he loved it when I wanted to just do something, instead of coming over to see what he wanted and leave; he missed his old Bella.

I shot him a playful look, I wanted to do something that we used to; anything.

"We could go cliff diving," he suggested, "or would it bother your bloo- Edward if I brought you back without dry clothes?"

I laughed at my Jacob, he smiled a lopsided grin and I knew he had something on his mind.

"Or you could just take them off…" he suggested, of course he'd say that.

"Jacob….," I said teasingly.

"You know, I could always dry them off with my body heat…"

He was full of suggestions tonight, all of them implying more than what Edward would allow.

"Jacob…" he would want that. I still loved his humor, even if he was a bit impossible this was my Jacob.

"I made a promise Bells, I don't intend to break it; just call Edward and tell him that you'll be back late."

It was a beautiful day and just about as warm as it was going to get in Forks; and I had wanted to go cliff diving. I knew I couldn't tell Edward so I would have to let him dry my clothes, but he's my best friend.

"Okay, fine Jacob." I said with a defeated smirk.

"That's the spirit Bells!" He smiled my smile and I remembered why I loved him, he was my sunshine, he was playful, and wasn't always careful like Edward.

I reached into the pocket of the jeans I wore and slid out a shiny silver phone Alice had spent way too much on, I pressed '2' and waited for the ringing.

"Hello?" The other end answered.

"Emmett?" I said inquisitively.

"EMMETT GIVE THAT BACK!" I heard in the background, they must be playing around.

"Sorry my Bella, are you ready for me to pick you up now?" Edward said, with a hopeful tone in his voice.

"Actually, its going to be a while," I hoped he wouldn't ask why, I sucked at lying.

"Okay, love; be careful."

He hung up.

"We're good to go," I said as he grabbed the keys from his pocket and bounded toward the garage.

"Hop in Bells," he held the door open on the passenger side as I ungracefully made my way in.

"I guess this is why you never pursued Ballet," he teased.

I stuck my tongue out at him, I hoped he wouldn't get any ideas from that Jacob was an odd one who made it his job to find some tiny bit of body language suggesting that I may not kill him for trying something.

Once we both got into the Rabbit, he drove toward the peak of the lowest cliff. The scenery seemed to flash by, the trees the soft sand of the beach and black pavement of the road seemed to collect behind us more and more. I stared out the window and for some reason felt the urge to lean into Jacob, he was so warm and gentle; and I loved him.

It seemed like forever until he stopped the car; the view was beautiful. I stepped out and felt the sand underneath my feet as I met with Jacob who grabbed my hand as we skipped towards the pier from which we would jump. I felt my feet sink into the sand, and there we stood; on the pier overlooking the ocean.

"Its beautiful," I acknowledged.

"Bella," he stopped and faced me and edged forward still clasping my hand in his, "I..," he closed the gap before us and I looked up at him out of curiosity, "I love you."

Before I could think of reacting he lifted my chin with his free hand and gently laid his lips upon mine. He tasted so, warm as if that was possible and smelled utterly alive as he exhaled right before he made his move. I wanted to pull away but something about the way he embraced me gave me an odd sense of comfort. I could have stopped him, I should stop him, but something kept me from it still. He was so warm and it was so relaxing. He kissed me again and I kissed back, instantly hating myself for it.

"I'm sorry," I said as I pulled back.

"Let's jump," he rebounded.

We edged towards the tip, an odd feeling of anxiety swept over me as if I had never done this.

"Hold that thought," he said grinning, "Before you do any jumping I'll have to show you how."

"Jacob, are you forgetting, I've already done this."

"I'm still going to teach you…," he smirked; why did I have the urge to hug him? No, to kiss his warm lips and feel his arms wrapped tightly around me.

"Okay, okay." I conceded.

"First you stand like this," he stood knees slightly bent and his body hunched forward, "you try."

I bent my knees and leaned forward with my arms hung at my side. Jacob laughed a bit; I must have looked awkward, as always. He approached me almost nervous but still light-hearted and buoyant.

"No, Bella," he said slowly reaching his hand toward my backside, "you don't stick this," touching me now, "out, no no no. You need to bend at the waist so you can spring forward not just plunge down."

"Oh okay," I bought it, but I don't think he had to touch me to show me that. Why wasn't I mad about it?

"After you get positioned, and as you leap using the balls of your feet you swing your arms like this," he continued and swung his arms up to make him as long and lean as possible, "you do this while diving forward."

I imitated him swinging my arms up as hard and fast as I could, hoping that would propel me.

"Bella…," he sighed a bit, "you should slowly bring them up."

"Oh," I tried again, slower this time bringing them up above my head stretching each muscle slowly.

"Like that," he exclaimed, "Ready to try this?"

I nodded, I was. He came back to where I was standing, grabbed my hand and smiled my favorite smile. We edged to end of the pier, he gave me a reassuring glance and released my hand.

"On the count of three," he started…, "One," I bent my knees as he showed me to, "two…," I sank lower into the bend, "three!"

I jumped, lifting my arms gradually and reaching them to their fullest length as I was outward and headed straight down for the ocean; and it was as if I was flying. The ocean smelled so pure, as if it were able to wash away any imperfections. I neared the surface of the sloshing waves and sucked in a deep breath as my head made contact. Gravity propelled me farther and farther down as I swam at an upward angle away from the pier. I finally surfaced to see I was almost a football field's length from the pier and Jacob was quite a bit down from me.

"Jacob!"

"Jacob! I did it!!"

I was proud of myself this time; and as I waded in the water I realized my shirt completely clung to me as if it were holding on for dear life and my jeans attempted this but they were heavy and loose yet they stayed up okay. I looked around and saw my Jacob swimming toward me, my heart jumped a little. What was with me today? I wanted to tell myself to stop, I wanted to not feel the little urges and suppress my heart's abnormal actions. Jacob was my friend, he was my best friend and I was engaged to someone I loved.

"Bella, you didn't nearly drown yourself! Yay!" He yelled and did a little clap. His enthusiasm overwhelmed me with sensation I couldn't put into words.

He is just a friend, nothing more than a friend. I told myself, but the way his body moved and his warmth was irresistible. He swam closer, and grabbed me. I should have protested knowing where it would lead.

"Bella lets swim," he said urgently still holding onto me he swam to where the water was shallower, "come on."

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