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Chapter 11

Rash Decisions

I was barely stirred from my fuming trance by a faint rapping on the door. "Bella?" Asked a high girls voice. "Bella, whatever your doing stop it. Edwards not going anywhere, he's just being irrational. He's not leaving."

"But I am," I responded still barely stirred from this state.

"Bella, please don't do this," Alice pleaded from behind me.

As I placed the last of my things into my knapsack I picked it up and walked towards her. I grabbed her hands and looked in her eyes. "I don't belong here anymore. I'm not needed, and i'm barely wanted. I have to stop thinking of everyone else and just think of myself for a moment."

"But you do belong here. You belong with us! Sure Edward may be stupid... but he means it for the best!" Alice tried to convince me as I glared at the last thing she said. "Okay, well I don't actually know what he's thinking Bella, but he was serious about the Volturi. I saw it."

"No Alice. I'm not staying. Not this time. I'm not going to stick around and wait for him to stop... to stop being a man. I love you Alice. I do. Your the best sister anyone can ever have," I wrapped my arms around her small frame and hugged tightly.

"Are you sure about this?" She whispered so low I barely heard her.

"Yes."

"Well, then take this," she handed me a red velvet bag.

"What..." I asked staring curiously at the sack.

"Just something to remember me by. But don't open it until your on the flight."

"Wait... how did you know I was taking a plane. Oh yeah," I answered my own question dumbly as I picked up my bag, that had slid off my arms during the hug, and lifted it to my shoulder.

Once again Alice wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. "Be careful Bella. I'll take care of Edward, in case your worried at all," she flashed me a grin.

"Bye Alice... again."

"At least this time we get to say a goodbye."

I opened the second floor window and jumped from it, landing softly onto the ground. I started to walk towards the forest when a tall man came from the trees. Jacob.

"Bella! Where do you think your going?" He asked piercing my heart with guilt.

"I have to leave Jacob. I can't stay here, this isn't the place for me anymore," I hoped he wouldn't be angry.

"Did those ruddy vampires kick you out. You know if they abandoned the house they can't just march right in and take over," he stormed.

"No, no, they didn't try to kick me out. I'm leaving voluntarily."

"But... why?" The hurt was written all over his face tearing my heart into two.

"Jacob... I just can't stay. Forks just isn't right for me anymore. Too many memories. Good and bad."

"Please don't do this Bella."

"I'm sorry," I hung my head. Suddenly warm arms wrapped around me and lips pressed against my forehead. "Ill come back Jacob. I promise. One day, I'll come back."

"Make sure it's before I die. Werewolves can't always live forever," he smiled but the reality of that was clear. They couldn't always live forever, but I could, and time flies by unnoticed, making things happen too late.

"It will be before you die, I promise that too," I answered firmly to assure both he and I will believe it.

The warm arms let me go and I headed towards the forest. I didn't know where I would go, or what I would do. But before I even began to plan the events that were to occur, I had to make one last stop. One last goodbye. Charlie.