Hey everyone. I'm trying to get these chapters out quicker so I can finish up this whole story. I really wanna start a story for fictionpress, but I don't want to just abandon this story. As promised, the drama really starts in the story. Hope you all enjoy the chapter... I wrote it pretty quickly once I started actually writing it. This chapter has been in my head since before I started writing the story. ***I JUST UPDATED THE ENDING. Read it please. Happy St. Patty's Day everyone! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW AFTER YOU'RE DONE! Bites and Kisses. ;)

Chapter 8

Those precious minutes of sitting on that couch and trying to get myself together so the pain of being without Edward seemed to melt away into the unknown. I lost track of time for a while. The minutes faded into hours, hours faded into days, and days eventually faded into months... And those months didn't help my heart.

Jacob ended up falling in love with me, or so he said. I lied to him and said I loved him, too. Edward didn't talk to me anymore unless I was at his house and it was absolutely necessary for him to. Alice and Rosalie knew all about the convoluted workings of my heart and mind, they disagreed with the entire situation, but I wouldn't let them talk me into breaking up with Jacob and trying to talk to Edward. I had to beg them when they found out to keep this between us. Alice was extremely upset with me for letting all of the wonderful memories from summer go just like that, and winding up with a guy like Jacob.

Jacob has been pretty cool for the past two months. We just celebrated our two-month anniversary last week, and he took me to La Push beach for a candlelit picnic on the shore. I would never admit this to anyone, hardly to myself, but I imagined it was Edward with me instead of Jake.

Yes. Edward still has my heart, no matter how much I try to convince myself and everyone else around me otherwise.

Right now, I am driving over to Jacob's and his Uncle Billy's house to spend the entire day there. I had bought some pizza and a two-liter bottle of Coke for us to share while we hung out lazily in his house.

When I pulled up into the small house, I almost collided with Billy who was walking out right as I was about to knock.

"Oh, hey Bella." He said in his deep and husky voice with a huge smile.

I waved back and gave him a quick side hug. "How's it going, Billy?"

"Oh, everything is going alright. I assume you are here to entertain my nephew?" He eyed the pizza and Coke in my hands enviously. I laughed.

"Yep. Bella Swan! Reporting for duty, sir!" I gave him a quick salute.

"Well, you kids have fun and try not to get into too much trouble! I'll be back before sunset! I'm going fishing!" His eyes emanated happiness when he spoke of his plans for the day.

I waved him off before turning into the house and calling for Jacob. After about thirty seconds, Jake came running around the corner and wrapped me in a big bear hug. I laughed and patted him on what part of his back I could actually reach.

"So. I was thinking, we could eat dinner first, and then maybe we could do something else?" The implication in his voice was very thick, but I decided to blow it off. Jake and I weren't at that stage in our relationship, yet. I wasn't ready to give my virginity to someone who I knew I didn't love. Sure, Jake and I had this conversation a few times, and they all always ended the same. No love, no sex.

I shook my head at him and rolled my eyes. "I hope that by something else, you mean watching a movie or play Scrabble." He chuckled a little but didn't respond.

I grabbed myself a slice of pizza and sat down at the table to start eating it. Jake got himself four slices and sat down next to me, smiling. I tried to smile back but this was one of those moments where I can't help but think about Edward.

I heard him stand up and start rummaging through the cabinets and open the fridge, but I didn't look up. He came back and set a cup in front of me and took a large swig of his cup while watching me closely. I picked up my own cup, still kind of oblivious to the world, and sipped at my drink before spitting it out over the table.

"Jake?! What the hell? This is beer!"

Jacob laughed and nodded.

"I don't drink and you know that." I frowned at him.

He shrugged but didn't say anything and definitely didn't look sorry.

I rolled my eyes at him and stood up to get myself some coke to wash out the disgusting taste in my mouth. I felt Jake's eyes on me, but I didn't want to face him. This was another of those times I wished I were with Edward... But I had to keep telling myself about how he wanted this for me, and he wanted us to stay distant the way we were. I wanted more than anything to just talk to him. He ignored me in class, and with that close contact in biology, my heart was screaming at him to notice me. For the most part though, we sat in total silence and pretended to ignore the other (at least that's how it was on my side).

"Bella, what the hell are you thinking so hard about?" Jake pulled me from my reverie, and he sounded a bit annoyed. I just shook my head at him. This was something he caught me doing a lot, but he never really knew what--or rather who--he caught me thinking about. Only Alice and Rose knew about my infatuation issue with Edward, and I intended on keeping it that way.

I felt two strong arms wrapping around my waist, and I stiffened at his embrace. His body was always really hot... And not in an attractive way. His skin felt like he had a fever, every day... He just said it was something just about every Quileute man has the same temperature, so it isn't anything to get worked up about.

Jake picked me up from my spot in front of the counter, and took me into his bedroom. I wasn't surprised that was where we were headed because Jake has a nice TV in there. He set me down on the bed and turned to go to the door. I heard the lock click and I looked up at him in question.

Before I could hardly get my eyes up to meet his, he was practically on top of me, kissing me fiercely. Another comparison to Edward: Jake was never really gentle with me. I just went along with it and reminisced on my wonderful memories with Edward...

I felt Jake trying to unbutton my jeans, and I tried to push his hand away. He hit my wrist away, hard. I started actually paying attention to what was going on in this situation, and I could taste strong alcohol on Jake's tongue. I pulled away from his face and turned my head.

"Jacob." I said it angrily, and it was enough to get him to stop completely and look at me. "We are not doing this."

"Bella, don't do something you will regret."

"No. I won't regret anything because we aren't gonna do anything." I pushed him away a little more. "I'm not ready for this in our relationship, and if you cared about me at all, you would respect that choice."

He snorted and slapped me across my face.

I yelped a little at the surprise attack. "What was that for?!" I screeched. The room was spinning a little from the force his hand had brought, and I could feel my eyes starting to water.

"I told you not to do something you will regret." Jake said calmly.

I was in the process of trying to do something, anything, that would get him off of me so I could leave. He was just drunk... He didn't mean to do this. I wasn't too interested in hanging out with him for right now if this was the way he was going to treat me. He noticed my struggle and pushed me down onto the bed and climbed over my body.

He punched my eye and I started really crying. What is going on? He continued slapping me, punching me, scratching my arms and face, and screaming at me to stop trying to get away. I kept yelling at him to get off of me and leave me alone, but that only brought on more violence from him.

Jacob pulled away a little, and dug in his front pocket for a little. I thought maybe he was going to stop tormenting me like this, until I saw what he was trying to get from his pocket. In his hand was a pocketknife. I stared up at him with wide eyes and started crying harder.

"Jake..." I said as loudly as I could through my tears. "Please don't do this... Please."

"Bella. You know what I want and what I told you. Are you going to listen to me, or am I going to have to hurt you? I don't like hurting you, Bella. I love you very much..."

I continued crying, but I closed my eyes tightly shut and I nodded slowly.

I heard the knife flick shut, and the sound of clothes dropping to the floor, but I didn't want to see Jacob. I felt his fingers unbutton my jeans and toss them to the floor. His hands were too hot, and very uncomfortable against my skin.

I whimpered a little when I felt his weight next to me on the bed, and shut my eyes as tightly as I possibly could. All I could think of was that dream I had a little over two months ago... The strange man with no face... It was Jacob. EDWARD! HELP ME! SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THIS HELL!

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Pain. Probably the most physical thing I feel right now. My entire body was sore, and all up and down my arms and legs were covered in bruises and scratches. My face was probably the worst though. I had a huge black eye and scratches going across the left side of my face from my eye down to my jaw. It wasn't obvious from the outside and someone who didn't notice the little things, but it was obvious to me that a lot of hair had been pulled out. I was standing in the bathroom, looking myself over, still completely naked, while Jacob slept on the bed. My eyes still leaked many tears, but they looked dead. Like his eyes always are, only mine weren't lustful.

Embarrassment. I just lost my virginity to someone I didn't love and someone I didn't even really want to be with. He took away all dignity I had built up in my life in those moments I was cursing inside. Why me? What did I do to deserve this. Personally, I thought my life was going good up until about an hour ago. I could hardly look at my reflection without being ashamed with my life.

Fear. Would this happen again? What would happen when he woke up? I decided I didn't really want to know. I planned on getting out of here as soon as I possibly can and getting home to Charlie... Oh crap. Charlie is the Chief of Police! He has a gun. How am I supposed to hide my face from him? I need to come up with a story to tell him...

Hatred. How could I even remotely trust Jacob, and then he does this to me? I hate him for what he did... But what would he do if I tried to end it completely with him? I touched my swollen eye. What do I do?!

Lovesick. God, I miss Edward. I feel like now more than ever. I had completely convinced that Edward and I had something unbreakable. If he hadn't shunned me that first day, none of this would have happened. How could we have shared that moment at his house that night--and it seemed so long ago--but the very next day, he is completely ignorant of me. I miss him. I love him. I need him right now.

I looked back at myself in the mirror, cringing visibly at all of the damage on my face. After a few minutes, I knew what I needed to do.

I opened the door slowly and quietly and peeked around the frame to see a sleeping Jacob sprawled across the bed, snoring loudly. I screamed at him inside my head, calling him a million terrible names, and tiptoed to where my clothes were laying on the floor. Every movement screamed throughout my body in pain, but I ignored it as best I could to carry my clothes back into the bathroom to get dressed. My phone was still in the pocket of my jeans and I looked at the time.

Seven o'clock. I had a couple of hours before Charlie would expect me to be home. I had to do this quickly.

I tiptoed out of Jacob's room, and then out of his house. I sprinted to my car and twisted the key into the ignition. The truck roared to life and I prayed I could get out of here soon enough to be out of the neighborhood before Jacob could get dressed and out of bed. Knowing him, he would just throw on a pair of shorts and chase me down in his Volkswagen Rabbit. I had to get out of here fast.

I threw the truck in reverse and sped quickly out of his neighborhood and down the road. I sighed in relief when I noticed Jacob hadn't followed after me.

Finally, I arrived to my destination.

I hadn't been here in a month or so, Alice and Rose had gotten distant with me with my growing relationship with Jacob. I prayed Alice was home, I couldn't face Charlie yet and I needed to talk to someone.

I pounded on the door as loudly as I could, but couldn't head any response inside the house. Silence.

My eyes brimmed with water again and I sat down on the porch steps, facing away from the door. Alice isn't here. I have to go home to Charlie... Charlie will kill me, then bring me back to clean up the crime scene, and then go kill Jacob and make me clean that up, too.

"Bella? What are you doing--" I heard a soft and velvet voice behind me, but when I turned to look up at Edward, he stopped mid-sentence and stared at me wide-eyed.

"Oh my God. What happened to you?" He whispered, eyes still wide.

"Edward." I couldn't say anything else. My sobs took over my voice and I cried harder as I looked up at him. He was beautiful as ever. I wouldn't even allow myself to blink. I needed to look at him. I needed to see him. I needed him so much.

My vision blurred a little and I tried to wipe at my eyes, but when I touched the bruised one, it hurt like hell, and I started crying even harder. I felt strong arms scoop me up bridal style, and I leaned into Edward's body as he carried me inside.

"Wh-where's Alice?" I said as loudly as I could.

"Alice, Emmett and my parents are out camping for the weekend... It's just me here..." He took me into the kitchen and sat me down on the counter. I watched him as he walked to the freezer, open it, and grab an ice pack out. He walked back to me and stood between my legs and looked at my face with a pained expression. He gently pressed the ice against my face and watched as I cringed at the sudden coldness.

"Tell me what happened." He commanded. His eyes looked up and down my body. I would have felt uncomfortable, but I remembered how bruised and scratched up I was. He took my hand and squeezed it a little, encouraging me to tell my story. With his other hard, he lightly traced the outline of one of the bruises on my forearm with his index finger. Edward still really had no idea how much just a simple act of friendship made my heart soar.

"I... I uh... I fell. In a thorn bush. Then I tripped over a rock and fell down a hill..." I mumbled, looking down at our intertwined hands.

Edward bent his head down so he could look up into my eyes. "Oh no. Are you alright, Bella? I hope those thorns didn't hurt you too badly. Now here's an idea. How about you tell me what really happened?"

"I got raped." I whispered. I closed my eyes and kept my head bent down. Edward's body tensed next to me and rubbed away the tears I didn't realize had fallen. My eyes were sore from how often I had been crying today, and I wish that just for once I could control my emotions. I didn't want Edward to see me cry like this.

"Bella. Please tell me that's another joke? It isn't funny if you are joking with me." I opened my eyes and saw his eyes wild with emotions I couldn't understand. I shook my head slowly and whimpered pathetically.

"No. It really happened." I mumbled.

"Who?" His voice was so low it was barely audible.

I sniffled and looked up at him. I didn't want to be a stupid tattletale. Lord knows what Jacob would do if he found out about me telling Edward this... But Edward looked so desperate to know, how could I deny him anything? "Jacob."

That was really all it took. Edward ripped his hand from mine and began pacing back and forth in the kitchen. He mumbled under his breath and I could barely make out "jackass" "idiot" "disgusting" and "Jacob." My hand was cold from the lack of Edward's hand warming mine easily. I stood up and walked to where Edward was standing, looking out the window, and I wrapped my arms around his torso.

"Edward." I waited for him to turn around to look at me. "I miss you. I'm sorry about whatever I did to make you distant. I'm sorry about ignoring you when you warned me about Jacob. I'm so sorry." I whispered the last part. Tears were soaking into his shirt, but I was past being embarrassed about crying around him.

"I'm sorry, too, Bella. But you don't need to apologize to me anymore. We really need to get you to the hospital though. First off, we need to get the law involved with all of this mess, and second, we need to get you tested for STD's and pregnancy... I would let you shower, because I'm sure you feel absolutely disgusting right now, but the doctors need to get you checked out down there," he eyed my crotch skeptically, making me blush, "And once everything is over, we can come back here and you can tell me the full story, and then I will try my best not to kill him when I see him on Monday." I smiled weakly at him, and turned to walk outside to where my truck was parked.

"Bella?" I turned to look back at him. "Charlie is head of police... You should call him and tell him to meet you at the hospital, this is serious, okay?" I nodded again and turned back around.

"Oh, and Bella?" I turned back to look at him again. "Let's not do the no-talking thing again. We can be friends."

OKAYYYY!! REVIEW NOW! Thanks to AdaBella for pointing out the steps I needed to take to help get Jacob in trouble! Haha. I love you people. I wanna know what you people think of this side of Jacob! And Edward is back in the game!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)