This is another short chapter, sorry! Thanks to all the reviewers!! I know some of you are upset about the whole Jake and Leah incident, but that will come in handy later in the story (sounds confusing, but you'll see). I'm sorry if this made any of you nt want to read the story anymore, and this makes me sad. I out a lot of time and effort into this story and for you to say that one event changes your whole outlook, well, thats crazy! Please forgive me, the story will please you in the end, I'm sure. Please keep reviewing and reading, please please please!! You guys keep me writing!! Sorry this is so long, I'll stop my inspirational speech now!! I love you!!!!!!

Chapter 6 – Forgiveness and Fights

He made a good argument with the story that Sam told me, and I could see Leah doing that. And I had to pity her a little. Her dad just died two days ago, and the funeral was tomorrow.

I didn't even have a will, and I was about to drown. I would want Jake and Charlie to have my stuff, and Renee if she wanted anything. I mentally sighed. My throat was on fire; I needed air. Someone might be getting hurt from the Vampires, if not already. I brought pain and trouble wherever I went. Maybe it was time for me to go, for the benefit of everyone's safety.

My mind was blank. I was out cold. Apparently, oxygen deficiency makes you pass out. I was floating in the water, who knows how deep. Then a pair of warm hands grabbed my upper arm and started slowly, but surely, pulling me towards the surface. If I had been conscious, I would've bet anything that I was very far away from the pier. The silence of my comatose mind was almost painful. I was gradually hearing the rally of voices surrounding me, and I was starting to feel the heat from what I hoped was the pack. The strappy white dress was chilling me, though I was a werewolf that ran in the one hundreds.

"Bella…?" The first voice I heard was unsure, as if not knowing if I was ok. I wasn't sure myself.

"I think she's waking up." I couldn't make out who was speaking, and tried taking in a breath. Water immediately came forth and I coughed, shaking my entire body. I sat up, my eyes still shut. Someone was rubbing my back, trying to help me.

"Are you ok?" I opened my eyes. It was Sam comforting me, rubbing my back as well. I coughed again, not looking away from Sam's face. I was afraid to see if Jake and Leah were there, and if they were, I knew it wouldn't go down well.

"Yeah, I think so," I tried to stand, but instead got dizzy. "Whoa." I squatted down, putting my hands on the wet wood of the pier. A few pairs of hands were close to me, but none were touching me. Sam was allowed to touch me, but no one else was? Who was blackmailing?

I looked around at the many faces surrounding me. Leah was standing off to the back, obviously not wanting anything to do with me. Seth and Jared were standing to my right. Sam was now behind me. Quil, Paul, and Jacob were the crowd to my left. I couldn't bring myself to look at Jake, yet I wanted to. He was staring at his feet, his massive feet.

"Which one of you got me out?" I turned to look at Sam, my legs sore from fighting the current.

"Jacob." Everyone answered me in unison, my face turning a brighter shade. I wasn't expecting that answer.

"So are the vampires gone?"

"Yes. We got 'em all. They were easy." Quil laughed and ruffled my hair. Everyone looked at Jacob when I stood up again, using Sam to not fall over.

"Bella, could I talk to you?" I instinctively looked at the ground, but I felt his eyes boring into the top of my head. I looked at the rest of the pack, which stood around looking at me, waiting on my reaction.

"I think you should," Sam whispered in my ear. "The whole time we were fighting he was thinking about you. Quil even threatened he was going to get sick."

"Ok." I said to no one in particular. The pack started to walk away, but of course, Leah had to but in.

"You're so selfish, Bella. You don't even care about us, only your precious little Jacob and your bloodsuckers, when both of them obviously don't love you." She smirked at me, and I started shaking. Everyone was dumbstruck. How dare she say that to me!

"First, I do not care for those vampires. I wasted my time on them. Secondly, I don't know if he loves me, but he obviously doesn't love you! I don't know of anyone who likes because they want to. It's all because they have to. I might be selfish, but you're a selfish BITCH!" Leah looked at Jacob, who was staring at me, wide eyed, then at Sam, who actually cracked a smile. Her eyes narrowed and she crouched, ready to spring at me.

I've really done it now.

I was crouched like Leah was, and she started to run at me. I ran back, slamming into her with as much force as I could take from my body. She was more muscular than me, yet I knocked her down. I had her pinned to the pier when she kicked me off. I landed on my feet somehow, and for some reason, punched her square in the face. There was dead silence behind us. Her jaw dropped, and grabbed me by the arm and twisted me so she was holding me in front of her. Her death grip hurt, and I wanted her to get her grubby little hands off of me. I bent my leg and kicked backwards into her shin, and she let go. She collapsed to the ground, holding her leg. She looked down, then at me, and then stood up, a little wobbly. Looking at the surprised expressions of the pack, she got off her high horse and huffed away.

"Looks like someone showed Miss High and mighty how things are done Arizona style." To my own surprise, I laughed at Quil's smart ass comment. I had shown Leah up, and I was proud of myself.

"Can you guys let me talk to Jacob, please?" I straightened my dress from the riff raff and smiled.

"I don't think you have to be nice and polite about it, Bella." Paul looked at Leah who was stalking down the beach, and it looked like she was talking to herself. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I motioned for them to leave. I smiled at Sam, who winked at me. I was grateful for his approach to the whole situation. I waited until they were far enough down the pier that they couldn't hear us. Hopefully there wouldn't be yelling.

"So," I began, taking a refreshing breath. "You wanted to talk, so talk." He took the half step towards me and put me in his tight embrace.

"I am so sorry. It was Leah, I swear. Actually, it was partially me. I didn't stop it. I thought it would make her feel better and that it would just stay between us-"

"Jacob."

"Yes?"

"You do know that you broke every promise you made that made me stay instead of go to Italy, right? You said you would never hurt me, and you did. And I don't know what to do. If you were gone in my life, I might not make it. I can't live without you. I thought you knew that. That big hole that you repaired in my chest, it's back. The stitches have been torn from the seams, and my heart is broken. Not only because of what you did, but because of how it made me feel exactly like I felt when Edward left me. I am broken, and I have nothing else to say." I ran my hands through my wet and tangled hair, and right on cue, the rain started to pour on us. It was almost nightfall. Time went so unhurriedly.

"Bells, I love you. Leah was just…a way for me to vent my feelings with someone who was going through the same thing. There has never been someone to talk to about a family member dying, until Harry passed. She comforted me, I comforted her. I would normally go to you for comfort, but you don't know what it feels like to have someone you love ripped out of your life in the blink of an eye." He saw the hurt in my face, realizing his mistake in that.

"Damn, that came out wrong."

"Yes, it did. I don't think there is anything else to say. You made your case, I made mine. We can't do anything else." I felt the moisture in my eyes build, threatening to overflow.

"Please don't cry. Please, please, please." He was begging, but my bottom lip still quivered. His temperate, pleading eyes only made it worse. My heart twisted in pain. How could I save us?

"Jake, I love you so much, but how will I know this won't happen again? You are my life; I live and breathe for you. I can't…" My voice broke, and I fell to my knees, tears pouring down my face, mixing with the rain. Jake fell to his knees beside me and held my face with both his enormous hands. They were rough as he wiped tears away with his thumbs. He kissed my hair, and I pulled away slightly.

"I know you hate me so much right now, but I swear to you, I will never forgive myself for this. I will never be able to make this up to you, and I hope you know that. But I just can't lose you. You are my Bella. If my Bella is gone, then I'm gone, too. There is no way my life can go on without you. No way in hell."

He rested his forehead against mine, and I shook harder with sobs, the powerful wind adding to it. He continued talking.

"If you could see me when I'm not with you, you would understand how much I love you. You and I just…fit together. Without you beside me, I am like a lost kid. I don't know where to go, or what to do, and I can't think of anything besides you, Bella." I looked at him through blurry eyes only to see him crying, as well.

"Oh!" I flung myself into him, knocking him over in the process.

"What are you doing?" He was half crying, half laughing.

"I'm forgiving you, you idiot!" I giggled a wrapped my arms around him as I sat up. He sat me in his lap and he rested his chin on my head.

"Thank you, so much. Without you, I would just…I have no idea. I wouldn't be able to do anything. Your forgiveness means everything to me." I could hear the happy in his voice, if that's possible.

"But," I stood up, and he copied me. "I'm going to hold that against you." I fastened our fingers together and we started walking down the pier towards the sand. The rain started to let up a little.

"I thought you forgave me? Forgiveness means no grudges!" He knit his brows, and then smacked himself in the forehead with the heel of his hand. "Ugh! What do I have to do? You said you forgave me! I knew you couldn't forgive me that easily!"

"Not that!" I took his hand away from his forehead, trying to salvage his brain cells.

"Than what are you going to hold against me, Bella?!" He sounded frantic, as if he actually thought that I could do something like that.

"That fact that you cried." I winked and tightened my grip on his hand.

"Bella! You are such a tease!" He rambled on about how he worried that I was still angry with him. I agreed with him, partly. I did forgive him quickly, and it was insane how I wasn't furious still. He said it was his 'hot body.' I think it was the imprint. Apparently I'm foolish for not holding a serious grudge on him, but love makes people do crazy things, right?

I know she DID forgive him quickly, and it was the dang imprint that makes them so easy to make not mad (did that make sense??)
Next Chapter to come soon!