AN – I don't know why I wrote this. I guess I got sick of reading fics that ended up killing Edward and Bella and taking them so far outa character it was depressing ;; I hope I'm not a hypocrite XD I tried to stick to how I think my fav charries would act

Thank you so much for the encouraging reviews!! Yous guys are my heroes Haha

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Chapter 2. Please

"Hey this is Jacob."

I was so startled I almost dropped the phone. I had grown so accustomed to being turned away by a disgruntled Billy and I hadn't heard Jacobs voice for so long. But instead of being overjoyed to finally hear from my best friend, all I could feel was a pang of sorrow. I had certainly been correct in assuming that loosing me meant as much to Jacob as loosing him meant to me. His voice was tired, worn and while surprisingly deep it was still frail. My knuckles whitened as I clung to the telephone for dear life. I had not expected this and had no idea what to say.

"Jacob it's so good to finally hear your voice again!" I blurted out honestly. There was a moment of dead silence.

"Bella? Is that you?"

He sounded surprisingly alarmed. My voice weak with relief must have alerted him to the emotions coursing through me, none of which I knew how to respond to. Happiness, sorrow, relief and worry, must everything in my life be so contradictory?

"Yea Jake, it's me," I replied as a silent tear streaked down my smiling face. I could almost hear Jake reprimanding himself for picking up the phone. His regret was almost tangible and he had obviously assumed that I had abandoned my quest to bridge the gap between us. His response was expectedly blunt and to the point.

"What do you want?"

"Jacob I've missed you so much," I chocked, fighting back my unsteady emotions.

Jacob cared about me, he had to. I hoped against hope that Jacob's anger flared only out of pride. His wolf brethren were with him. They had to be.

"Let me guess!" Jacob spat, "Edward, that volatile little leech has left you, once again hasn't he! And now poor, little, helpless Bella is out on the rebound, looking for someone to use until the bastard realises how stupid he was and decides to come back!"

I felt as though the air had been knocked out of my lungs, and perhaps it had, as my breathing had rapidly accelerated to the point of hyperventilation.

"No, Jacob. Please. It's not like that! Please!" I gasped painfully.

"Bella!" my brotherly wolves voice rang with regret and panic

"Please Jacob, please believe me! I love you! You are my best friend! Please don't throw that away!" my words were stinging him and my lungs, as I fought to compose myself. But as my lungs ached I couldn't seem to draw more than a shallow breath, and even they escaped me at times.

"Bella, I love you too! Please calm down! Please just breathe!" He pleaded croakily.

He loved me! My gasps of sorrow gradually transformed into a joyful giggling fit, of which confused Jacob greatly.

"Bella?" Jacob asked tentatively. Then away from the phone, "I think she's gone into hysterics…"

He spoke into the phone again, "Bella, I'm sorry. Please tell me what's going on."

I tried to explain my circumstance, my hopes, my love for him, but all I could manage was to laugh. I could almost hear him shaking his head.

"You always were so difficult to understand…" but his voice held no trace of frustration. In fact, it almost sounded complimentary. He barked a short laugh before sighing.

"Please Bella, tell me what's up?"

I composed my self with difficulty. "The Cu-" I was cut short by a snarl and quickly rephrased.

"They have left for the weekend," I began, unsure of how to continue.

"And…?" Jacob prompted, though I'm sure he knew where this was heading. Once again I stuck to honestly babbling the truth. Surely I could trust Jacob with anything.

"Jacob I miss you so much! I know you can't be around vampires, I know you don't like them but I love you so much! Please let me see you tomorrow! I don't know how much longer I can live like this; without you! Please don't hate me anymore. Please…"

I was unable to continue. I had said enough at any rate. My nerves increased with every moment that he did not respond. Until, after what seemed line an eternity,

"Bella, I never hated you," he sighed, "and I never could. But, Bella-" He was cut short by a malicious roar.

"What are you saying Jake? You can't be serious!" I couldn't distinguish which of the pack had interrupted, only that their voice rang loudly in pure disbelief.

"Stay out of this! I know what I'm doing…"

"Are you kidding me? Please tell me this is some kind of jo-" the same voice continued.

"Silence!" I heard clear authority that could only belong to Sam as a third voice entered the heated discussion

"Lets just trust Jake on this one shall we?" He challenged. "We cannot fight as a team if we fight amongst ourselves!" It was clear that Sam trusted Jacobs's ability to respond morally to the situation.

"Please proceed." He added to Jacob, who sighed heavily into the phone.

"Bella did you hear that?" he asked anxiously.

"Yes," I stated flatly.

"Bella, I know why you made the choice you did," he began dejectedly.

"If you love Edward even half as much as I love you then I can understand why you would want to be a… leech lover. But our two tribes- the vampires and werewolves- cannot…coincide harmoniously. Our relationship with each other has been built upon untrusting hatred for too many generations to be repaired now."

I heard appreciative mumbling in the background, before someone – presumably Sam- shushed them back in to admiring silence.

"Jacob…" I whispered, I could hear my own frailty as it permeated my very core, threatening to rip my wounds open yet again.

"Please Jacob no. Don't do this to me. Please…"

" Bella believe me when I say I wish it didn't have to be this way." He pleaded.

"But as long as you're a vampire girl, we can never be together. I'm so sorry…"

"Jacob please…" I felt the air escape me as I sensed that our conversation was coming to a close.

"Don't give up on me yet Jacob. Please. I love you," I begged pitifully

"I'm sorry Bella. I really am…" His sincerity was undeniable.

As tears streaked down my face the dial tone rang fatefully in my ears. I dropped the phone and ran from it, hoping somehow to escape what had just happened. I burst out of the house and desperately flung myself towards the shelter of the inescapable green mass of forest beside my dreary home. But when I found myself elapsed in green I did not feel protection that I thought I would. I found myself standing in the very spot where I had last seen my former brother, guardian, and best friend. I collapsed to the ground, defeated. I could not fight my sorrow any longer. Curled up on the damp forest floor I cried. I could hear his words as they echoed through my mind.

"I'm sorry Bella. I really am…"

"Please!" I implored the forest floor. "PLEASE!"

I lay crying for what felt like an immeasurable period of time until, what must have been hours later, I heard a rustle from the ferns to my right. Shocked, my sorrow escaped me and I sat up sharply. My eyes scanned the ferns yet saw nothing, but I could still hear distant footsteps. My breathing accelerated. God! How many times could one person hyperventilate in a single day!

As I searched the forest franticly with my eyes a dark figure came into focus, too far away to identify. In one last, vain hope I stood up and staggered towards it.

"Jake?"

But only silence greeted my anxious ears. The footsteps ceased immediately.

"Jake is that you?!"

The figure started running towards me faster than should have been possible. The closer it drew the more frightened I became, as I realised that this silhouette was to lean, to slender to be my muscular Jacob. My emotion embraced my entire being, and I felt them draining my strength. My vision slipt and my ability to comprehend faltered. The only thing I remember is that before the darkness enfolded me, I was caught in strong, stone like arms.