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Chapter 12 - Numb

JPOV

I can't believe myself. I get the one girl I love and I have to go and hurt her time after time. I'm a monster. She hasn't been awake enough to talk to us yet, but she looks peaceful. Bella's beautiful, pale face is covered with bandages a few shades lighter than her skin. Her mouth is turned in a slight smile, twitching into a tight line every now and then. I've been by her side since I went crazy ass wolf on her, but the sad thing is, so has the bloodsucker. As soon as my claws touched her, he was holding her. He wouldn't let me carry her in here, and neither would my brothers.

"We can't let you just yet, Jacob." Sam had told me, holding my arm while I dry sobbed silently. I've cried over Bella, just not in front of anyone. I would make an excuse, like to go to the bathroom, or get a drink, and cry until my eyes hurt. Hell, they still hurt. They never stopped.

Everything had happened so fast. One moment she was standing back, gaping at Edward's sudden move to kiss her, and I the pack was trying to calm me down with our thoughts, while he taunts me. Then in a split second, I hurled myself at his cold stone body, and it was Bella I hit. She made a risky move and jumped in to save the day, but ended up getting the short end of the stick. Typical Bella.

Then we were all going in different directions. Some were yelling at me, some were yelling at each other. The vampires were trying to get Bella in a vehicle, except for the two that had an attitude – the blond and her vamp. They were screaming and trying to attack me.
It seemed like everyone thought it was my fault. And it was. Bella had taken the step between us, but I had let my temper I had tried so hard to control around her take control of me. And it ended badly.

Since we had been in the hospital, Sam, Edward, and Alice had spoken about how easy it was to get Victoria, the treaty, and why they were back. That was, until Charlie got there. He had been in Port Angeles and had to drive through terrible traffic. He was frantic, trying to find out everything. We had to lie to the chief of police. What a horrible thing to do. But, thankfully, he bought the 'mauled by a bear' approach. We were all braced to tell him the truth, in case he thought we were lying. He would hate me forever if he knew his daughter's werewolf boyfriend ripped her face apart. But he didn't. I feel bad for him; for everyone.

I am stupid. I'm sitting in a freaking hospital chair, it's the morning of the fourth day, and my Bella is asleep in a hospital bed with tubes attached to her arms and gauze and tape wrapping her face. Everyone else was still asleep, except for the Cullens. They were talking to Carlisle somewhere in the hospital, I guessed. I glanced at Charlie and Sam, who were asleep on the other side of the room.

Then I forced myself to look at Bells. I sighed. Even with her hair knotted into a rats nest, and her face washed out, she was gorgeous. God, I loved her so much it hurt to see her like this. If it wouldn't hurt her anymore, I would just get up right now and leave. But I can't leave. I love Isabella Marie Swan enough to stay with her even when I caused her so much pain. Because of me, she was going to have scars on her face that matched the exact path my claws had taken on her that day. I can't ever take it back. I heard the door open quietly behind me and brought my hands below my eyes to check for loose tears. There were none, so I ran the through my hair casually.

"Jacob-" Edward started to tell me something, but was stopped when Bella stirred loudly. She flipped over onto her stomach and gripped the pillow as hard as she could. I could her heartbeat grow faster, pounding again and again with force. I jumped up form my seat and moved closer to the bed rail, reaching my hand out but not touching her. Edward and Alice were immediately on her other side, Alice's face blank, staring straight ahead.

"Is she having a vision or something?" I asked Edward, looking from Alice to Bella, and back again.

"Yes, I was." Alice answered me. "Bella will wake up in about a minute or so." I nodded and gnawed on my lip. Momentary looking at Charlie and Sam, I hoped they wouldn't wake up. That wish was certainly not granted when Bella started to scream. I jerked my eyes back to her body, as she flipped once again and landed on her back. She squeezed her eyes shut, and her hands flew up to touch her face. Bella screamed again and Sam was at the foot of the bed, Charlie right behind.

"She's having a bad dream," Charlie looked at Edward in confusion, wondering how he knew that. "I think." He added, saving his ass.

"This is what she used to do when…" Charlie stopped his sentence, suddenly aware that the man that had once caused dreams like this was standing next to him.

"I know." The vamp whispered, attentive of his doing.

I was going to say something, but Bella opened her eyes, and we all stopped talking. She looked at everyone's face but mine, and I cringed in pain.

"What?" She said to no one in particular, and the sound of her voice made me smile. It was the perfect harmony, something I wish I could have on a CD for when she wasn't with me.

"Bells, were you having bad dream or something?" Charlie moved a bit closer to her.

"Yeah, but how did you-" She reached to touch her lips, which were stitched from the cuts there.

"You were screaming like a maniac!" Miss Alice melodramatic stated, throwing her own hands up.

"I'm fine, just a bad dream, I promise." Though she wasn't looking at me, I gave a questioning expression.

"What happ-" I willed her to stop her sentence. No one could tell her with Charlie here, and I didn't want to hear it coming from someone else.

"Dad, could you please go get me something to drink?" He nodded at her and walked towards the door, searching his pockets for change. "Jacob, go with him and stall for time." She put her head down, afraid to look at me. She was afraid of me. I'm a fucking bastard. I practically sprinted out of the room. I saw Charlie at the vending machine and ran over to him.

"Charlie, I'll get it for her. You can go get some breakfast. I know you haven't eaten in a while." I took the change from his hand and put my hand on his shoulder, pleading that he would go eat.

"That's nice of you, Jacob." He glanced at the machine, and then turned to go to the elevator. I dropped the hand that was about to put change in slot and rested my forehead against the plastic of the vending machine. Stupid, Jacob. Idiotic, moronic, irresponsible, Jacob. I sighed loudly and felt the familiar feeling in my throat that meant the tears were on their way. I closed my eyes as tight as they would go and hoped it was blocking them.

What if she goes back to him because of what I did? What if she thinks I'm dangerous and that I don't love her? I shuddered at the thought. I needed to run, to feel my inner wolf taking over me from the outside in. But Bella needed me, and she needed a drink, too.

I put the coins in the slot and slammed my palm on the button that read "Water." The bottle dropped and I bent down to get it. When I got back to the room, I heard Bella asking for answers, which Sam was not giving her. I hesitantly walked in the room, careful to control my emotions as I my eyes grazed over her puffy, wounded features. I was going to ask her to the La Push Junior Prom, but I doubted that she would want to go now. It would have saved her the trouble of dancing in front of her friends, but it would also bring about the stares from strangers. And my sister Rachel coming down. God, I knew she wouldn't want her first impression on my sister to be a face full of scars. Sure, Rach had known Bella when we were younger, but she had changed. She went to college in the East and only visited on special occasions. Rebecca, however, preferred to live in Mexico to build homes for the poor. Ah, Becca, always good at heart.

I smiled slightly as I tore my gaze from Bella and onto the hard hospital chair. I hadn't noticed that the doc vamp was behind me, and he took his place next to Bella's bed. I fiddled with the water bottle, listening to them talk.

"Ah, Bella, how are you feeling?" She was planning her words in her head, she was making her thinking face.

"Awful! I can't open my mouth without ripping it open, my face feels like it's being run over by an eighteen wheeler, and I feel like I belong in a tomb in Egypt!" I could feel the anger in her voice as she blabbed. I don't think she took a breath the whole time she was talking. "Oh yeah, and no one will tell me what happened!" I sensed the eyes of the others on me. I felt the feeling in my throat and knew I had to get out.

"Damn." I murmured, slamming the bottle on the table as hard as I could without breaking something. I stormed out of the room and surprisingly, found the halls quite clear. I went a few feet away from the door and slid down the wall, ending up on the floor. My vision began to blur, and I put my hands over my face to try and block the flow of tears. Instead, they soaked my palms immediately, making my face hot and damp.

"Jacob Ephraim Black," Bella's voice suddenly filled my ears, and I waited for her to finish. "What on earth is the matter?" I looked at her. She looked away for a split second, and forced herself to look in my eyes. She was sitting next to me, and she took notice of the tears shedding down my cheeks. I looked at my dark hands, then her.

"I fucking did this to you. I fucking do everything to you! I keep hurting you! I need to stop making promises, because I only break them." She winced at my strong language, and I instantly regretted it.

"What did you do to me?" She touched her face then her face came together in understanding. "Whoa, wait- you're the one who…scratched me?"

"The word scratch is an understatement, Bella." I put my big hand on her small one, covering it completely. "I practically ripped your face off. And you don't heal like the rest of us do. You have no idea how sorry I am." No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying. Dreading the look she would have on her face, I stood and began to walk away.

"Where are you going?" I heard her footsteps coming behind me, so I turned to see her foot fly out from under her. I took two steps that closed the distance between us and reached my arms out to catch her. She didn't hit the floor, luckily, and I set her back on her feet. I took her face ever so gently in my rough hands, careful not to hurt her.

"I don't know, Bells. I can stand to look at you with half of your face covered and scarred because of what I did. I'll be back." I turned once more and couldn't turn back. I needed some time to forgive myself. I felt like I was being stabbed a million times in my cold heart, but it was all I could do to not run back to her and fill my desire in a hospital hallway.

I didn't quit going. Not when I exited the hospital. Not when I reached the woods. Not even when I phased and ran all the way to La Push. I ran in circles for days, not thinking, not doing anything but pounding my paws against dirt and hard earth, waiting to feel again. But the numbness took over. And I couldn't stop.

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