Over the next few days I kept on waiting for myself to break down. To feel the pain wash over me or become numb again, but nothing happened. I was in a "Edward? Who's Edward?" attitude. I was completely ignoring everything that had happened over the past week. I tried to feel like my life was the same as before he came around. Tried, being the operative word.

There was, of course, the constant reminder when I felt a nudge in my stomach. Or looked in the mirror and saw the slight bump that resided over my torso. Charlie definitely didn't know about the pregnancy, I tried to wear less tight-fitting clothes and tried not to make any noise whenever it kicked. I was actually proud of myself for staying so low-key.

I was around the house the entire time. Charlie was sort of curious of why his married daughter was living at his house. But whenever he asked I would tell him Edward would be back soon and when asked about that...........I would remind him of our agreement 'need-to-know info only'. He didn't question me after that.

After thoroughly cleaning the house. I decided I would go and see Jake today I hadn't seen him in three days and I was completely bored out of my mind. Just sitting around the house was out of the question, I didn't want to give myself any time to think about anything less the trivial. Or else my mind would drift to memories.........

So I jumped in my truck and 'sped' (more like moved as fast as my car would move) out of the driveway and up to La Push. I drove to Jake's house, stepped out of my car, and was ringing the doorbell in a matter of seconds. Billy answered, the look on his face showed me exactly how he felt. Completely surprised and a little angry.

"Hi, Billy. Is Jake around?" I asked, keeping my voice completely happy.

"He's.......umm..........I'm not sure........he might be out in the garage?" He stuttered his sentence.

I turned on my heel and walked around the house and into the back yard. I opened the door to the shed and saw Jake lying on a couch int he corner, looking up and the cieling. His hands were laced and behind his head. His face was calm, but filled with misery and the deepest darkest kind of despair.

"What's wrong?" I asked still kept my voice perfectly chipper and there was a huge smile on my face. I wasn't trying to make him feel bad but I was determined to stay completely happy.

"Bella!" He shot right up and took two strides to stand right in front of me. "Are you okay? What happened? Is it the baby? What did Ed-"

"Jake. It's fine. Everything's just dandy. Just wanted to hang out!" I reassured him, placing my hands on his bare chest.

His face morphed into skeptical and nervous. "Where's Edward?" He slowly grabbed each of my hands and brought them to my sides.

"Oh, he's out and about. Probably hunting, I was bored by myself so thought I could come over. Is....is that okay?" It wasn't technically a lie. "Maybe we could go down to the beach like we used to. For good times sake?"

"Bella.............I can't do this." He move is eyes from my face to the floor.

"You can't do what, Jake? We're just hangin'. And if you don't want to go to the beach we could just stay here and talk. Or, go see a movie. Whatever, I'm not picky."I masked evrythign I was feeling with another boatload of happy.

"You chose him. To be with him, for better or worse." He seemed to emphasize the worse part. "I'll always love you Bells..........but we can't be friends. What part of that do you not understand! I promised you that I would not interfere and 'hanging out' woud be doing just that."

"Interfere all you want." I mumbled so quietly that I thought he wouldn't hear.

"What'd you say?" His voice was soft.

"Oh-umm- nothing.............but, Jacob. We can be friends, Edward doesn't care. He said it was fine. Perfectly fine! Now if there's some other reason why you can't hang out with me than I'll leave I guess." I started to turn and walk back to my car but he grabbed my arm and spun me back around.

He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Stay. For today at least."

"You sure?" I asked.

"Yeah. Come, sit." He walked over to the small couch in the corner. I never remembered seeing it there before.

I sat, leaning my head against the arm rest and closing my eyes. He sat down next to me.

"So.........." He started. "How was the honeymoon?" He was very reluctant to ask the question.

I lifted my head up to look at him. I pointed my finger to my stomach, sighed and put my head back down.

"Oh, yeah, forgot for a second there. So, umm............ since when does Edward let you hang out with anyone, especially me. I mean after the wedding I didn't........." I lifted my head to look at him. "I didn't expect to ever see you again."

I didn't really want to talk about Edward. "He says it's fine and even if he didn't its my decision to see you or not! Now, are we gonna spend time arguing or are we go-" I stopped.

I felt a huge jolt in my stomach. It was extremely painful and I even shrieked a little bit. I was curling over with my arms over my stomach trying to stop the pain. Anything to stop it.

"Bella! Bella what's happening."

I tried to straighten up and take deep breaths. The baby was still kicking but I tried to talk. "It's- fine..........Jake."

Jake stood above me and held my shoulders so I would stay upright. He was shaking a little bit.

"Jake! Settle down-------I'm-------fine!" I loosened his grip around my shoulders so I could lay down. Jake knelt down next to the couch.

"You sure you're okay?" His shaking had subsided. "What happened?!"

"Nothing." Breath. "It was just kicking. I'm fine?" I looked over at him and the baby stopped kicking, but in place of the pain was an ache around my stomach.

"Kicking that hard? The honeymoon was less than a week ago how could it be big enough to hurt you that much?"

I closed my eyes as I lay on the couch. "I don't know."