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Chapter 2

I couldn't help but feel extremely anxious as I quietly followed Jacob out of the house. I was nervous about what he'd have to say to me. Amnesia or not, I was not dumb. I knew that I had hurt Jacob, and truthfully, deep down I expected nothing less than for him to be mad at me. I just wish I could remember what I had forgotten. It would make the confrontation or lack there of that was about to happen so much easier to understand and quickly come to terms with.

Although, after everything I had put Jacob through back then, a more vengeful part of me was arguing that maybe it served me right. Maybe I didn't deserve to understand or be able to come to terms with what Jacob had to say. Would it even end up making a difference? A big part of me hoped it would. But there was still that small part that doubted I'd be able to make the right choice if and when the time came. I mean, it seemed like all my choices before were completely biased. So why would things be different this time?

If I was completely honest with myself, I'd probably just end up running back to Edward once I got my memory back if things weren't different this time. There was nothing from the past that ever showed that I was capable of processing things properly to begin with. No matter what, for some reason all that ended up mattering or making any sense to me in the end was Edward. So why would now be any different? Well it all came back to my gut feeling. And my feelings in general.

Things had been different ever since waking up. I was finally seeing Edward in a different light. A light that showed all of his flaws no matter how perfect he seemed on the outside. I was seeing through it all as of later. I was seeing him for what he really was. He was over protective, or maybe over obsessive was a better way to describe him. Either way, it wasn't how I saw him once before. Something was different now, weirdly and confusingly different.

I didn't realize how far or how long we had been walking or how long I'd been caught up in my thoughts until I accidentally ran into Jacob when he stopped walking to turn around. I gasped when I stepped away from him and almost tripped backwards. Clumsy Bella. Some things never do change do they? Just before I could fall back and make a fool of myself by falling backwards on my ass, Jacob grabbed me by my arms and set me up right.

"Thank you." I breathed out, looking around to find that we were standing on First Beach.

Looking around some more, I realized that we weren't just on First Beach; we were at our spot. Oh my god! Our spot. We were at our spot. Did this mean something? If he were angry with me like I feared he may be, then he wouldn't have brought us here, right? I wouldn't think so. But who knows. It had been two years. A lot can change in two years. People can change in the course of two years. Could it be that Jacob had changed in two years?

"Why are you here?" Jacob finally asked, snapping me completely out of my thoughts.

"I don't know," I answered honestly, looking down and playing nervously with the bracelet on my wrist.

"You don't know?" he asked in a tone of voice that I couldn't quite read.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded my head.

"You honestly expect me to believe you? You leave for two years and you come back expecting me to believe you don't know why you're back?!" He snapped, taking me by complete surprise.

My head shot up. His tone of voice was shocking to hear. I couldn't be but so surprised at him, though, I had expected something like this to happen. But at the same time I wasn't use to him like this. I had rarely heard him snap like that before...let alone with me being the subject of his snapping.

"Believe me, Jake, please! I truly don't know! I have no idea what happened in the past two years! You have to believe me. Please!" I pleaded with him before I even realized what I was doing. "I guess I was just hoping that coming back here where it all started would help me piece the pieces back together," I added when he didn't say anything back after a couple of seconds.

His voice was slightly quieter as he asked, "What do you mean you don't know what happened in the past two years?"

"According to the Cullen's..." I started to say, which earned a flinch and a glare from Jacob. I ignored him and continued, "According to them, I was in a coma for two years after a near fatal car accident. I just woke up about a week ago."

"And you came here?"

I nodded even though the answer was pretty obvious. I answered anyways just to say the words. "Yes, as soon as I got the first chance to leave, I left." A moment later, I added, "And I came straight here."

Jacob didn't speak for a minute, or maybe it was two. Who was really counting? I wasn't. But then he asked a question that sort of took me off guard. It wasn't one of the questions that I'd ever expected him to ask me in right now.

"How much do you remember?" he asked, looking down at the sandy beach below.

Only a few minutes ago he had a hard time believing anything I was saying. Yet now he did? Interesting.

"Only everything up to the newborn battle," I answered truthfully.

He once again took me off guard by his words. "Why didn't you just ask the Cullen's to fill you in? Why'd you have to come here to figure things out?" he asked. "I was so close to finally getting over you completely and moving on."

"I'm so sorry I hurt you by choosing Edward again," I blurted out before I could stop myself. "But I honestly don't even remember doing so," I assured him, deep down hoping that it would soften the blow.

"You did not answer my question, Bella," he said, ignoring what I said altogether.

I didn't say anything. To be honest, I was afraid to admit out loud why I was here in hopes of getting answers and not there with them. Saying it out loud would just make it that much more real.

"Bella..." Jacob started, but I cut him off.

In a voice lower than a whisper, but still loud enough for him to hear with his wolf hearing, I said, "Because I don't think they're telling me the truth."

I suddenly felt uncomfortable with the direction that the conversation had suddenly taken.

Sensing my discomfort, Jacob changed the subject; well sort of.

"He let you keep the wolf charm?" Jacob asked, surprise evident in his tone, when he noticed me playing with the wolf charm on my bracelet.

"Actually, no," I admitted with a frown.

"But you have it now."

I nodded. "Yeah, I do. When I first woke up...it was missing. It was one of the first things that I noticed. When I asked about it, Edward told me that I had lost it somewhere in the accident...I didn't believe him. There was just something in his eyes and his voice that revealed to me he was lying," I explained.

"He took it off while you were out of it?" Jacob stated, more so than asked, with a growl.

"Edward wasn't too thrilled when I demanded he give it back to me."

"Would have been surprised any other way," he muttered under his breath.

Back then I would've jumped on Edward's defense squad against Jacob, but now...I didn't. To tell the truth, my heart just wasn't in it like it use to be. I had no urge to defend Edward against anyone or anything like I did two years prior to now.

"The bracelet just didn't feel right without the wolf on it," I admitted in hopes that it would cheer Jacob up a bit.

The small smile that took over his face was just enough proof for me that it had worked.

But as quick as it had appeared, it was gone again. And his anger was back. It was like a switch had been switched on and off just like that. One of the worst cons of my best friend being a wolf...you guessed it, mood swings. I should've been use to the mood swings still even after two years of being away, especially two years away without being awake. Yet it seemed that I was not. His anger returning suddenly was enough to make me almost jump out of my skin when he spoke up again.

"You should've never left. You should've never chosen an eternity over life."

"I'm still human, Jake," I said, trying to find my voice which was hiding away after what he had just said.

"But you wouldn't be if the accident didn't happen when it did," he pointed out.

I couldn't argue with that even if I tried. It was obvious that the accident was the only thing that had kept me human. The one thing that could've killed me had also assured me a second chance at living. Would I be able to throw this second chance away when it came down to it? Or would I make a different choice this time? I guess only time would be able to tell.

~MP~

It wasn't much longer after the confrontation or lack there of that I left and returned home. I suddenly had a feeling of not belonging there at that moment in time when Jacob didn't say a word to me for the remainder of our time together. My feeling of discomfort had grown with each passing minute and I had to get out of there. I couldn't get rid of the thought in my mind that he really had to have hated me or blamed me for leaving despite what I had told him.

By seven that evening, I was already ready to go to bed. The day had been so exhausting for me. When I got home, I took a shower and then headed to my room to get dressed and crash. But it seemed that fate had other plans. At least I think it was fate. Or maybe I should just call it what it is and say that Jacob had other plans for me. When I returned to my room I was shocked to find him climbing through my window. I jumped at first, having caught him out of the corner of my eye just as I walked into the room. I hadn't noticed it was him until he spoke up and his voice gave his identity away.

"Hey, Bells."

A hand instinctively flew up to my heart while my other hand grasped tightly at the part where my towel was being held together. "Holy crow, Jacob! Do not freaking scare me like that!" I exclaimed.

With an amused smile on his face, he apologized. "Sorry."

"Yeah, sure you are," I said, rolling my eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to apologize."

I was shocked and confused. What did he have to apologize for?

"Apologize? For what?"

Jacob moved closer to me and my hands tightened even tighter on my towel.

"For how I acted towards you earlier today."

I shrugged my shoulders and waved my hand forward as a way of saying it was nothing. "You do not have to apologize to me. It's fine. You had every right. Besides you were really not that bad. A few snaps here and there, but that was it."

"No, I didn't," Jacob argued, shaking his head.

"Yes, you did," I argued right back. "I left you without saying a word. I..." I trailed off as I looked down at the ring on my ring that was suddenly weighing heavily on my finger. "I apparently went ahead and married your worst enemy. Even though I do not remember it. I don't even remember leaving," I said with a sad sigh.

"Exactly."

"What?" I asked, not sure what to make of his one word reply.

"That is why I'm apologizing to you," he told me as he reached a hand up and brushed his fingers lightly against my collarbone, sending a shiver up my spine. "You don't remember anything after the newborn battle and before a week ago when you woke up."

"So?" I asked, taking a while on understanding where he was getting at.

I blame him and the placement of his fingers on my still damp from the shower skin.

"So, you had no idea what the lee...Cullen's said or did. You were out of it for two years," he pointed out, moving up my neck to my jaw and then trailing up my face to my hair where he tucked a loose, wet strand behind my ear.

He had a point. But I had a point to make that would rival his own, too.

"But who's to say when my memory comes back...if it comes back...that it won't turn out that I knew we were leaving and that it was my choice?"

Jacob shrugged. "We'll deal with that when the time comes. But, if you ask me, I do not think you knowingly left," he admitted to me like it was the easiest thing he had ever done before.

"Why do you say that?" I asked unconsciously leaning into his touch which was now back on my face.

"Because you would've never knowingly left without saying goodbye to me," he said, moving his own face closer to mine.

"No, I wouldn't have," I agreed.

For a second there, I almost thought he would kiss me. And I was almost going to let him. But then he abruptly took his hand away from my face and stepped back from me. I couldn't stop the frustrated moan from leaving me. I looked up just in time to see Jacob smirk. Some things never change.

"I'm going to do anything I can to try and help reboot your memory," he told me, turning to walk back to the window. "We can start tomorrow. Come see me at the garage around noon."

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"I've got something planned that might bring back a memory or two," he answered with a smile. "Possibly."

Hmm...I wonder what it was that he had planned exactly.

"Okay," I heard myself saying as my mind caught up with my voice after the words already came out.

"Good. I will see you tomorrow afternoon then," he smiled, moving to leave through the window.

"You know that Charlie's not here right now, right?" I questioned, causing him to freeze and turn back to me.

"Yeah and?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I knew what he was thinking and part of me was thinking the same thing. But what came out of my mouth in response was clearly not what either of us really wanted to hear.

"You can leave through the front door."

A moment of silence fell between us before Jacob said, "Yeah, but where's the fun in that?"

And with a quick sunny grin at me, he turned and was gone.

I ran over to the window just in time to see him turn to give me one last smile, which I returned, and then turn and disappear into the woods to phase and run home.

I sighed as I closed the window and locked it, knowing he wouldn't be back and then I got dressed and as soon as I laid down and my head hit the pillow, I was out almost immediately like a light.

~MP~

The next day, I woke up feeling refreshed and cheerful. I remembered Jacob coming to my room the night before and apologizing, even though I still held strongly onto the fact that he really had no reason to apologize. I did not care what he said. If anyone needed to apologize for something, it would be me apologizing to him over and over again for everything bad that I had ever put him through.

Getting out of bed, I got ready for the day ahead of me. I had no idea what Jacob had planned, but I was happy about it none the less. It was nice to know that we could easily fall back into being best friends like we always use to be. It was as if nothing that happened in the past four years or so had happened at all. I liked that feeling. It made me feel normal.

After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs to find that Charlie had already gone off to work. Well at least I didn't have to cook breakfast today. I was too excited about going to see Jacob. Grabbing a breakfast granola bar from the kitchen, I picked up my keys and walked out of the house, locking the door behind me. When I turned back around to head to my truck, I saw the one person that I was not at all expecting to see so soon.

"Bella, my love."

Oh god. Not him already. I was not ready to deal with him yet. Why did he have to ruin everything? Apparently, some things never change. I was perfectly content going to see Jacob and spending the day with him. And now I would end up being late.

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Next chapter; He's ba...ack. Cue horror music. What does he want and what will Bella say and do about it. Also, Bella makes a very surprising new friend. Who's the surprising friend? And how does it all come about?