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His eyes finally met mine for the first time since he practically lynched me at my truck. He swallowed hard and his brows relaxed. "I'm sorry."

"Jacob!" It was like a bad movie with the cliffhanger ending no one wanted. My cry was a mixture of sadness and the utter irritation of people beating around the bush. "Say it."

This could be then end. It's over. Living under the radar, gone. Forks gone. It explains everything, but I didn't feel any better knowing what made Edward act the way he was. It was my fault.

Billy rolled out of the kitchen to my still body. He put his hand on my shoulder. My throat burned, I could feel the blood pulsating under his hand. My eyes must have been black as coal. I didn't remember the last time I hunted. My reactions were way too late to be normal. I finally flinched under his powerful hand. "You can go."

I didn't need his dismissal to leave. I knew I was welcome to come and go as I pleased, but I couldn't stay and sit there.

"Leave your truck, we'll take care of it." Billy recommended as I busted out of the door and blazed by Embry who jolted as soon as the news was dropped. Jacob stood stark still, waiting.

"It might not be what I think, Bella." Jacob called.

It was exactly what you think Jacob, I thought. He was right. I was right. All along, it was me. I was the problem. I wasn't good enough for his high and mighty lifestyle. His family loved me, but they loved his freedom to do as he pleases more. Ah, they probably didn't even know. He's too selfish to even inform his family—his allies—of his intentions. Stupid mind reader. I ran deep into the woods, passing through streams, jetting by beautiful rock formations I would have normally stopped to look at, and ceased my running when I hit a cliff. Yeah, I was fast, but I couldn't fly.

I heard heavy, loud steps behind me. Elk. Male. Big horns. I took a deep breath and let my instincts fly.

I had learned from a lot of practice how not to make a mess. I took the drained carcass and tossed it aside to let the scavengers have their way with it.

It wasn't enough. I could wipe out all of the forest if I wanted to. How ironic, even vampires drink their problems away. I wanted a challenge. Something to take my anger out on. Mountain lion. Goodness, is he everywhere? Everything reminded me of him. Not for long. He wants out. Fine, I'm out too.

He can go to the courthouse as much as he wants for as long as he wants. I have given him the best time of my life. He took it and spit it back at me.

Another elk trounced by. Female. Weak. I don't care, I just want out. Out of the woods, out of the darkness in my head, out of constantly being reminded of him. The unspeakable. He who shall not be named.

I tossed her body down further in the woods, about a half-mile away from the male. It was instinct. I did it without thinking. A reaction.

Then a familiar scent hit me like a cold wind. "Hey."

"What?" I pleaded. I wanted the word to come out hasty, threatening, but it was sad, puny.

"Did you do your thinking?" He asked, and sat back down in the leaves like before.

"Emmett, this is going to take way more than thinking." I leaned back on a boulder and ran my hands through my hair. I could feel my eyes turning back to a civil color.

"I saw you with the elk, good job." Emmett warily said.

I disregarded the approval of my improved hunting skills. "Why can't he just sit me down and tell me?" I asked myself.

"He doesn't want you involved." Edward's big, burly brother defended.

"You're entitled to your opinions." I dismissed. He wasn't in this situation. He and Rosalie would be together forever. Or at least, that's what they say.

"He said he doesn't want you involved."

"I don't care what he said. He wants out, so he's getting it, consider me out." I slumped down on the hard ground and lay there beside my future ex brother-in-law.

"What? You're out?" His eyes bulged and he stood above my still body.

"He's out." I was unable to meet his confused stare.

"He's out?" The inflection in his voice made him squeak. Rosalie would love to hear how her big, strong man could squeal like a girl.

"I know."

Emmett pulled me up into a sitting position from the leaves. "No. No. No. What do you mean 'he's out'?"

"Him. Me. Done."

"Why? He needs you."

"Apparently not. He wants this." I shrugged him off, rolling back onto my back.

"He wants this?"

I rolled my eyes while Emmett looked the other way. "Will you stop taking everything I say and putting a question mark on the end? He wants out. I'll give him what he wants."

Emmett shook his head left and right. "He doesn't want out."

"Yeah, he does." I nodded my head up and down, contradicting him.

He drew his head back and cocked it to one side. His arms tensed. "Says who?"

I remembered the promise I had made to the pack…to Jacob, Don't tell anyone. 'Anyone' included Emmett.
"Who?" He pressed.

"No one, I am smart. I can figure out the obvious on my own thank you very much." I stood again, beginning to get agitated.

"You think he's done? Finished? Over?"

"YES!" I screamed, loud enough to shake the boulder beside me.

"Well if I were you I wouldn't quit my day job to become a detective anytime soon. No."

"No, what?" I breathlessly exhaled. I was tired. Tired of all of it.

"No he doesn't want it to be over. He doesn't want a divorce. He loves you, Bella. He wants what's best for you, and he thinks that's keeping you in the dark for a while." Emmett explained.

"Keeping me in the dark? How so?" I was too worried about what Edward was keeping from me, I almost forgot about the fact Edward wanted to stay with me—that all of our efforts to stay together no matter what, weren't in vain.

Emmett had indecision in his eyes. He rubbed his lips together, thinking.

"Why was he at the courthouse?" I asked.

"He's had a lot going on. No one knew about it. Not even Alice or Carlisle. Edward kept it from all of us. He came clean last night when I came in and said you were gone."

I stood, pushing Emmett to continue.

"He has to go to the courthouse a lot. I don't know how you saw, but I know you can't or don't want to tell me, but you should, considering I'm like your brother and all and I can keep secrets very well…"

"Emmett!" I chided.

"He isn't going to a lawyer for that."

I couldn't respond until I had the full explanation. I didn't know what to say. Was his car getting repossessed or what?

Emmett sat back down, prompting me to do the same. "It's the Volturi. They're…back. And they're trying to frame Edward for murder."

So...You know what you have to do....

Push the button...

Give in...

Tell me you love me...

...Tell me something...

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