Another short chappie. But it's short because I didn't want to mix this up with Edward, or Sophie, or Alice, or whoever. I wanted this apart from the rest. It was sad to write - very sad. And that is what I want to transmit: the sadness of Bella and Jacob, their friendship destroyed, the pain they both felt... Just go ahead.

This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be. He was dreaming. No, he was… nightmareing. This wasn't possible. Or was it? He refused to believe it.

Jake… I'm sorry.

Jacob stared at this new Bella, an astonishing, beautiful Bella, but still not human. A vampire. Bella was a vampire.

She was still peering through her window, trying to see any sign of – what he believed w(F)as – him. But she wasn't coming down. And he was so angry… so angry he couldn't transform again to talk to her, he couldn't calm down… Why had Bella done that? Why? Hadn't she thought about the rest of the people? Those people who loved and cared about her? Had she gone totally mad?

'Bella Swan,' a deep voice said somewhere ahead of him, and Jacob opened his inhuman eyes to see Sam Uley walking to Bella. The girl turned around on the spot.

'I – Hi, Sam,' she muttered, surprised.

'You're not welcome here, you know that,' Sam said stopping by the side of her truck, staring at her hardly through her window.

'I – I came to see Jacob,' she replied, but her words were not strong enough. She remembered the time when she had wished she was what she was now, when she had wished to be a vampire, only so she could confront these werewolves – but at that time she had no idea how nice they were, how united, how kind, as at that time she had hated Sam and the rest… But after living amongst them for some weeks, she had realized they were people, they were humans in their hearts… She remembered how the gang had accepted her even though she had been allied with vampires before, and watching Sam treating her so harshly now, she felt shocked, pained, sad…

'I haven't been around for months, and I wanted to speak to Jacob,' she tried to explain, but Sam interrupted her.

'You know about the treaty, Bella,' he said, 'You've hang around with us long enough to know it fully well.'

'I –'

'Bella!'

Jacob had appeared, walking towards from the edge of the forest, and the girl beamed at him with relief. Jacob, however, was far from smiling at her. Sam stepped away from the vampire, and, after having muttered something to the other werewolf as he passed by, he disappeared in the darkness of the trees. The girl felt a rush of anger spring inside her.

'Jake,' Bella said, coming down from her car, but not approaching. He was staring at her harshly, angrily.

'Why have you come, Bella?' Jacob asked gravely.

'I wanted to see you,' she replied, but Jacob's arms had started to shake – not a good sign.

'You can't come here any longer,' he snapped, 'You should follow your bloodsucker friends' example – just like you love doing. What's next, kill Charlie in his sleep?'

'Jacob!' Bella gasped, horrified, 'How can you think –'

'You're one of them, Bella!' Jacob shouted at her, 'You're a bloodsucker! You – You – You horrify me, Bella!'

The vampire stood, shocked, her mouth opened, as the boy shook angrily.

'You've let yourself go too far just because of that Cullen! And now look at you! You're… You're dead, Bella, you're dead! You're not human…'

'I think it is me who should be horrified, Jacob Black!' Bella shouted, losing her grip, 'Once I called you a murderer, and you called me a hypocrite – we were both wrong, weren't we? But now I feel I have the right to call you a hypocrite, because that is exactly what you are! And I'm not wrong, Jacob Black, I'm not!'

'Hypocrite?' Jacob cut across her, giving a step forward, 'So now I am a hypocrite? Then what are you, Bella Swan? What are you?'

'I'm a vampire!' Bella shouted furiously, but she felt her insides swell with pride at the mention of the word, 'And you are a werewolf! So don't you dare –'

'What I am is not what matters here!'

'Oh, it does matter, Jacob, it does!' Bella started to walk towards him slowly, 'Who was the one pleading for acceptance when I found out what you really were? Answer that, Jacob Black! Who was the one afraid that I might not accept him for being what he was?'

Jacob stared at her, but Bella could notice he was weakening.

'It was you, Jacob!' she continued, now less violently, 'And I accepted you, because I didn't care about what you were, as long as you were yourself… Who cares if he's a bit hairy, I said to myself, he will always be Jacob to me… And now, I plead for your acceptance, and what's your answer? 'You horrify me, Bella Swan!' Tell me now, Jacob, who is the hypocrite here? Which of us?'

'Bella, that's not the point…' Jacob muttered, but Bella pressed on.

'It is, Jacob! It is! I was always your friend, even if you were a werewolf, and now you won't do the same for me? What kind of friendship is that?'

'Bella, listen to me!' Jacob exclaimed, the tip of his eyebrows touching each other, sad, 'It was different at that time! I was a werewolf, and I still am, but at that moment you were a human! And I was supposed to protect you! But now, after what you've done – you're a vampire, Bella, while I'm still a werewolf. We can't be anymore, don't you understand? Vampires and werewolves are worst enemies, Bella, the worst – and with your best friend being a werewolf, you just go and let yourself get bitten! You didn't even think about this didn't you? You didn't think that you wouldn't be able to see me anymore, did you?'

'That enmity between both creatures can stop, Jacob,' Bella said, and recognized how she was pleading now, 'Please… Vampires and werewolves can get along, it is possible. You and I are living proof. Please, Jake. I miss you.'

And suddenly, Jacob didn't care how bad Bella smelled, or how hard and cold she was – he had heat enough for both of them. She was still his dear Bells. Not quite the same, but not quite different. 'Who cares if he's a bit hairy'… Well, who cared if she was a bit dead? Seeing her there, Bella, his dear Bella, standing broken hearted, pleading for him to accept her… It was an image he wouldn't be able to bear the rest of his life.

'No, I can't,' Jacob muttered to himself, and then more loudly, he addressed the vampire, 'That's not it, Bella. That's not the only thing why we can't be. The Cullens have broken the treaty, Bella. You know what will happen next.'

Bella stared, silent.

'Jacob, I chose this,' she murmured, high enough for him to hear, 'No war should take place. It was my choice.'

'I'm sorry, Bella,' he whispered, and turned around to disappear through the trees. The girl was struck for a moment, speechless.

'Jacob, no!' she shouted when she had recovered, and run to the edge of the forest, 'Jacob, please, don't do this! Jacob!'

But he was already running at full speed, howling, pained as he had never been, because he had lost the love of his life forever.

A/n: Maybe the chapter Tears made me cry, but this was way much sadder than that. WAY.