A/N: Where there are Lines in the story, this is where there is a point of view change :)

Chapter 2

Charlie didn't own that many vases or fine china, but when Bella and Jacob had removed everything possible of breaking from the living room it was almost 5:30pm.

Bella made a quick last scan of the kitchen and living room to make certain that there was nothing left to take upstairs, and when she was sure she picked up the small pile of photo frames and headed up to Charlie's room. As she pushed through the door she caught Jacob standing at Charlie's dresser (which had been left here ever since her mom had left when she was 3) sniffing some cologne.

"This reeks…does Charlie actually wear this stuff?" Jacob teased as Bella sat the pictures on the dresser beside him.

"Uh…Yeah. I got him that for Christmas last year." Bella admitted nervously. Jacob looked a little uneasy, but after a moment a wide smile broke across his face as he mock punched Bella's arm.

"You shoulda seen your face Bells! I was just jokin' ya! I've got this cologne at my house." Jacob said as he let his huge arm rest over Bella's shoulders. Bella couldn't be sure if he was telling the truth or he was just trying to make her feel better, but she let out a nervous laugh and suddenly became aware of Jacobs' hand gently holding her left shoulder. Bella looked down and grabbed up the first picture she saw and held it up to Jacob, shrugging out of his grip nonchalantly.

"Look," Bella said, "do you remember this? This was the day that Charlie and Billy took you and I to Seattle for 'a fun day out'." Bella lifted her arms and implied emphasis with her fingers as she spoke.

"Yeah, it turned out they just wanted to watch the football since your TV was broken."

"It was raining so hard, and we sat in that dingy sports bar all afternoon! We were so bored that we snuck away from them and went outside to make mud pies in the rain. Charlie was so angry that he had to get his cruiser dirty when he took us home." Bella laughed as she remembered Charlies face. Jacob laughed too, but it didn't seem to be at Charlie.

As their laughter subsided, Bella found herself looking into Jacobs eyes. They were brown, not like the mud-brown of her own eyes, but a deep, dark chocolate colour. His eyes were framed with thick lashes that she was envious of. Bella snapped back to reality and broke eye-contact with him.

"So…How many of your friends are coming tonight? And when?" Bella asked as she motioned to the door to leave Charlie's room.

"Uh…I asked Quil, Embry and Paul. I uh… I also promised them there were gonna be chicks here… And they said they would be here at about 7pm." Jacob scratched the back of his neck as he looked anywhere but Bella's eyes as they made their way into her room.

Bella mock sighed and laughed before she answered him "I don't know if my friends are into younger guys!"

"Age is just a number, Bella." Jacob was serious when he spoke, but laughed at the end, which put Bella at ease.

"Well… I asked Jessica and Angela to come…And I had to invite Mike, this dork in my English class… I had to!" Bella explained the situation from today's English lesson and how Mike had helped her so she felt obliged to invite him. "Okay, well it looks like there's going to be a few people here! I better get ready." Bella turned on her heel as she left her room and headed to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and undressed, stepping into the shower letting the hot water was over her.

Jacob slowly walked around Bella's room and looked at the pictures of the two of them when they were younger that were on her wall. A picture of Bella with a cast on her arm reminded him of the summer Bella had visited and the two of them went into the woods to see who could climb the highest in a tree. Unfortunately Bella slipped when she stood on a mossy branch and fell to the ground. Jacob remembered almost falling himself as he tried to catch her but she was out of his reach. Bella cried all the way home, and Jacob had to carry her most of the way. Jacob was glad that Bella had moved back to Forks, and he wouldn't just see her for two weeks in summer.

As he made his way around the room he stopped at the front window and watched as the wind blew outside in the trees. A silver Volvo drove past the house. Jacob couldn't see into the tinted windows, but he couldn't help a feeling of unease inside him. The feeling didn't subside until the car was far out of sight. He shrugged the feeling of as something he had eaten, or not eaten. He decided to make his way downstairs and make his second micro pizza.

Bella could hear Jacob turn on the cd player downstairs in preparation for the party. She hoped that Charlie would never find out, otherwise she would be grounded for weeks. She pulled on a pair of faded jeans and a red blouse – one of the only smart-ish blouses she owned, the rest of her t-shirts were either plain or old merch t-shirts from gigs.

She looked at her watch as she made her way downstairs, 6.55pm. She entered the kitchen and Jacob thrust a cup in her direction. The liquid inside was clear, so she guessed on vodka and lemonade. She smiled slightly trying to act as if she weren't nervous – but she was. She brought the cup to her mouth mimicking Jacob. She could smell the alcohols strong scent wafting out of the cup. Jacob took a gulp, she noticed he strained his neck a tiny bit as he swallowed, showing that he didn't like the taste of it either. Bella took a small sip and she felt the burning sensation as it trickled down her throat. Then the doorbell rang out through the house. She made her way to the door and opened it to three tall boys – Quil, Embry and Paul. She welcomed them in and they made their way straight to the kitchen to start pouring themselves drinks.

Soon after the doorbell rang again, Jessica and Angela were at the front of a crowd of 3 guys and 2 other girls that Bella only knew of through school. James Freewood, Tyler Flack and Brad McCulloch were the guys, Caroline Smith and Candice Crow. They were in no way friends with Bella, and had never made an effort to be. Angela's face was saying 'I'm sorry' but Jessica's was one of sheer excitement as she bustled past Bella and made her way inside. Bella noticed the brown bags that some of the unacquainted guests were holding – even more alcohol she assumed.

"I'm so sorry, Bella," Angela said once everyone was inside. "Jessica took my phone off me in the car so I couldn't warn you that she had invited them. She said it would be a 'nice surprise'." Bella knew that it wasn't Angela's fault.

"It's okay. I'd be dead if Charlie caught me anyway, so I suppose there's no harm in a few other people." Bella tried to smile as she raised her cup to her mouth, this time taking a big gulp and exhaling a long breath afterwards.

"I thought you said this wasn't a party, Bella?" Jacobs voice came from behind her. She turned and seen him smiling holding a cup towards Angela. He was being a better host than she was. Angela looked wearily at the cup – she wasn't one for drinking, even worse than Bella – but she took the cup politely and smiled, making her way over to Jessica. Bella noticed, though, that she didn't drink from the cup.

"It wasn't supposed to be one. Jessica brought those douchebags. I don't even speak to them!" Bella proclaimed.

"Don't worry, Bells. If they get rowdy, me and my boys will throw them out." Jacob smiled, looking pleased with himself. Bella smiled thankfully and relaxed a little taking another drink from her cup.

By the time she had finished her drink, she began to feel a warm feeling in her gut. She kinda liked it, but she knew she should slow down with her drinks from now on.

A few hours passed and Bella had socialised with everyone at the party. Well, almost everyone, she still hadn't spoken to Tyler, James or Brad. Caroline and Candice had passed some comments on to her about her party being 'better than they expected'. Bella had only smiled politely before they moved over to gush over Jacob and his friends. It was obvious they thought the boys were older – maybe college guys. It was also obvious that the boys didn't bring up their age for that purpose.

Bella started to feel a little light headed so she decided to grab a cup of water from the kitchen and head upstairs away from the noise for a bit. She got into her room and let out a little sigh as she closed the door behind her. She made her way over to the front window and opened it a little so that the breeze washed over her face. She was grateful that it was a cool night, as the cold air helped clear her head. She lay her head on her arm at the window ledge and closed her eyes for a few moments. She thought about nothing as her eyes became a little heavier.

She only opened her eyes when she faintly heard the door opening behind her. She turned around to see who had come in, expecting Jacob to checking she was okay. But it was Tyler Flack. Maybe he was lost trying to get to the bathroom.

"Bathroom's on the right at the top of the stairs." She said as she spun back to face the window.

"I actually came to find you. I noticed you weren't even enjoying your own party." Tyler said as he made his way over to sit at Bella's desk behind her. She turned again to look at him, bewildered that this was the first time he had spoken to her all night – or since starting Forks High School.

"Yeah, I'll be coming back down soon, just wanted a little air." She said, trying to smile. She didn't like Tyler, but she felt it would be rude not to smile.

"Well I was hoping we could stay up here for a while… I've never had the chance to talk to you before. And there's no way I'll be able to hear anything down there, the music is so loud!" He said, as he stood and made his way over to her bed and perched on the side. But Bella just stayed in her seat by the window. "So," he continued "are you having a good night? I brought you up another drink by the way." He said as he motioned toward the cup he left on her desk.

"Thanks, but I've already drank too much…already." Bella could feel herself start to fumble over her words, the cold air wasn't helping as much as she hoped.

"Alright." He smiled, standing again and moving over to pick up the cup and drink it himself. He finished the lot in a few seconds, and sat it back down on the desk." Bella just watched as he made his way over to the window and look out into the street. "Nice view from here."

Bella didn't know how to reply. This guy had never spoken to her before and he comes into her house and doesn't speak to her for hours, then he comes into her room and talks about the view. She looked up from her lap and noticed that Tyler wasn't looking out of the window, but down at her. Nice view from here he said. Bella instinctively pulled her blouse together at the collar and tried to stand up, but Tyler put out his thick arm and blocked her between himself and the window. She could feel his breath on her face, smell the alcohol on it too.

"Tyler, no…"

Jacob sat with Quil and Paul on the couch, Caroline was wedged in between them all. She kept trying to move even closer – if it were possible – to him. She asked about why she'd never seen him before, where he went to school, but he only answered her with enough information that he thought was polite. He couldn't be bothered with drunk chicks, and he wished that she would go and torment Paul instead. He could tell that Paul was jealous, anyway.

Jacob watched as Bella walked upstairs, she held one hand at her head. She was such a lightweight, he laughed to himself. Luckily, a bad song came on and he managed to escape from Caroline to move over to change the song. He took his time flipping through the songs, hoping that Caroline would decide to move on to someone else. When he turned around, he thanked God that she had decided to bother Paul. He knew Paul would be pleased.

Jacob made his way through to the kitchen to get a refill. As he walked through each room, he noticed Bella still hadn't come back down from the toilet. He poured another drink and noticed two of the jocks in the kitchen, talking about football. It was then that he wondered where the third jock had disappeared to. He picked up his cup and walked through the hallway, peering into the downstairs rooms on his way to the stairs trying to locate him. He quickly bounded up the stairs and the first thing he noticed was the bathroom door was swung open wide, revealing no one inside.

"Tyler, no…" The voice was faint, but he recognised immediately where it was coming from – and who the voice belonged to. It took Jacob only a few steps to get to Bellas room, he burst the door open and laid his eyes on Tyler at the window.

One arm was swung around Bella, pressing her to the window. His other hand cupped the back of her head as his big meaty head was thrust into her face. He could see her small hands pulling and his arms. He could hear her whimpers. Then he locked his eyes with Bella's frantic ones. It was like a wave of fury washed over Jacob, then. He bounded over to Tyler and threw a large hand onto his shoulder, pulling him around to view Jacob.

"Hey, man! Little privacy here!" Tyler shouted as he tried to turn back to Bella.

"The only privacy you'll be getting is in a private room in the hospital." Jacob said as, this time, he pulled Tyler back from Bella and threw a large fist at Tylers' face. Jacob couldn't help but hit him, over and over. The fury that engulfed him was like nothing he had felt before. He ignored Tylers' shouts, screams for help. He even heard Bella telling him to stop, but he ignored her too.

It was only when someone pulled him from Tyler that Jacob was able to stop. Paul stood behind him with wide eyes, pulling Jacobs arms back so that he couldn't attack Tyler again. Then, James and Brad followed by Quil and Embry bustled into Bellas room.

"Hey! What the hell is going on?" James shouted as he rushed over to Tyler's side. He stood up, with Brad at his side and faced up to Jacob and Paul. Jacob struggled to throw another punch at one of the other two jocks, but Paul held his arms tight. Embry and Quil stepped in front of Jacob.

"I think it's time for you to leave." Embry said, calmly. Brad and James noticed that they were outnumbered by Jacob and his friends and backed away. The picked up a barely awake Tyler off the ground and ushered him round the four girls standing in the doorway. Jacob listened and heard them shutting the front door, and it was only then that he felt Paul's grip loosen on his arms. Jacob looked up at Bella. Her face was that of shock and fear, but also relief and gratitude. Jacob heard Paul speaking to the rest of the girls who still stood at the door, with their eyes on Jacob's blood stained shirt.

"I think it's best if we call it a night, ladies." He said. Jacob heard as they all left the room. Only Paul stayed behind.

"Bella, Jacob, are you okay?" Bella nodded slightly, never braking her eye contact with Jacob.

"I'm fine. Make sure those girls get home okay. I'll speak to you tomorrow." Jacob said. He felt his face softening, and his body beginning to relax. He heard Paul turn to leave. "Paul?" Jacob said, this time turning from Bella to look in Paul's direction.

"Hm?" Paul replied.

"Thanks." Jacob knew that if Paul hadn't intervened, Tyler might not be alive right now.

"It's okay. See you." Paul said, a muscle twitched at the corner of his mouth as if he wanted to say something else, but he just turned and made his way out of the house.

Jacob turned back to Bella. His face, he could feel, was of regret and fear. Fear that Bella would be disgusted by the way he attacked Tyler, fear that she would tell him to leave too. As he turned back to her, he noticed she had sank to the ground, her arms hugging her knees. He took a few steps toward her and sat beside her, swinging his arms around her shoulder and pulling her close to him. It was then that the sobs began to break from Bella's mouth. Her arms clung around his waist and she buried her face into his neck. He could feel her tears wetting his neck and t-shirt.

They sat there, unmoving, not speaking, until Bella's tears had subsided. Once they had, Jacob gently cupped her face and pulled it up so he could see her. Her eyes were red-rimmed and bloodshot. Her cheeks were wet and puffy, splotched with redness. He gently wiped her cheeks with his thumbs and kissed her hair. He moved his arms around her and pulled her up to her feet and shuffled her to the bed. She perched on the side as Jacob went to her dresser and pulled out a pair of pyjama shorts and the first t-shirt that came to his fingers. He noticed it was an old Seattle Seahawks football top of his that he had given to her when he left to move to Texas. He laid the clothes beside her on the bed and left the room, giving her time to change. He made his way slowly downstairs and poured a glass of water for Bella. He looked at his hands, and decided to wash the bloodstains off them before he made his way back to Bella's room. He knocked before he went inside, but she was already under her covers. Her eyes were still open, but she looked tired. He placed the glass on her bedside cabinet, kissed her again on her hair and turned to leave the room.

"Don't go." Her voice was croaky from crying, and barely audible but it stopped him in his tracks. He turned back to her and she brought one corner of her mouth up into a smile.

She pulled the covers up on the other side of her double bed and Jacob made his way around to it. He took off his blood stained top – not wanting anything to do with Tyler near her and slid into the bed beside her. He stayed well on his own side of the bed as he watched her arm slip out from under the covers to turn off her bedside lamp. And the room was in darkness. Jacob lay still as he felt Bella toss a little, getting comfortable. Then he felt her small hand slide over and grab his own. She pulled him closer to her and wrapped his arm around her own waist so he was hugging her from behind. Slowly he felt Bella relax, slipping into a deep sleep.

A/N: Please review if you like the story. Your thoughts encourage me to write faster! Thanks :)