Disclaimer: still don't own Edward […..or any other characters.

REALLY sorry about not updating, school is royally kicking my ass.

I'm changing the storyline a bit just because its turning out like the actual books. Don't be mad at what I do

Chapter 5: Bella POV

When Jake put his arm around me, I felt an immediate feeling of calmness sweep over me. If I didn't know any better, I would have said that Jasper must have been here. Jake's body heat relaxed me to the point of dozing off. I dreamed of Jake and me getting married, having 3 kids, and a pet dog and everything. The scary part was that at the end of the dream, Edward came back for me. Jake and Edward got into a giant battle with the result of them both dieing. The kids and I were then executed by the Volturi. I was waken by a giant bang on the door.

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!" screamed Charlie.

Jake was already out of the bed, red-faced and scared. It had a bit of irony in the situation. Jake, 6'4 and muscular, afraid of my 5'8, overweight and balding father.

"Mr. Swan, sir, it isn't what it looks like. I swear!" pleaded Jake.

"Oh, sure it isn't. Why wouldn't I think that something is going on when I get up to check on my daughter and find YOU in her bed!" screamed Charlie.

"Dad, will you just calm down for a minute and we can talk like adults." I tried to reason with him

"ADULTS? ADULTS?!? You are definitely not an adult yet, and you are sure as hell not old enough to be having sex with him." Said Charlie while pointing an accusing finger at Jake, who looked like he just wanted to disappear.

"I am 18 years old, Dad, even if anything happened, I am still old enough" I said to my father.

"Well, If you're old enough to have sex, then you are old enough to live on your own." Said Charlie

"What?" Jake and I asked at the same time.

"You heard me, get out Bella, and get out of my house. And take that boy with you. I want you out before 9. Me and a friend are going fishing, and I want everything out"

He then stormed out of the house and left me and Jake alone. I burst into tears and cried into Jake's chest. He tried to comfort me, but it was hopeless. I was homeless, with nowhere to go.

"What am I going to do now??" I cried hysterically into his chest.

"Uhh...I'll ask Sam if you could stay at his place. I'm sure your dad has gotten a hold of my dad, so I might not have a place to live either." he said to me

That made me cry even more. Jake went into the hallway and I saw him pull out his cell phone and call somebody. I grabbed my suitcase and started packing the little things I had in the tiny room. I heard Jake yelling in the hallway and the violent snapping of a cell phone shut. I then heard him dial another number, probably Sam since he was asking whether we could live with him or not. I went back to packing all of my belongings and fished just as Jake walked back into the room.

"Oh I am so sorry. This is my fault. It's my fault that you don't have anywhere to live. I'm sorry, I'll just go back to Florida and live with my mom and you can forget all about me and move back into your house." I pleaded, a new wave of sobs erupting from me.

"Bells, its ok, Sam said that we could stay at his house. Now we can keep a better watch over you." he tried to reason with me.

I couldn't stay now. I had caused too much pain in everyone's lives. I had already decided where I was going. Volterra. I told Jake to go to his house and get his stuff and that I would meet him at Sam's house. He left and I set out to write the letters. I wrote a suicide to Charlie telling him that I loved him and that nothing really happened last night. I wrote that I killed myself because of all the bad things that was happening to him. I wrote that I would leave out of the state to do it. I wrote a special letter to Jake telling him my real plans. My plans to go to Italy and ask them to change me.

In tears, I loaded all of my things into my truck and headed over to the bank. When I went in, the tellers were all looking at me strangely. I guess it was because I had my pajamas still on and disheveled hair flying around. My face was swollen and tear-streaked and I was running to the counter and pushed past some furious looking people. I got through to the front before a man shot out his arm and blocked my way.

"Hey, lady! get to the back of the line!" said the man that I did not know.

The shot him a look that would make anybody cower in a corner. He immediately moved out of my way and I made my way to the frightened bank teller.

"You can have all the money, just don't hurt anybody." The lady told me

I gave her a weird look and then I figured out that she must have thought that I was going to rob the bank.

"Calm down lady, I'm just here to withdraw all of my money" I snapped at her.

When I walked out I had a little over 3,000 dollars in my pocket. I got in my truck and drove to the airport. I booked the earliest flight I could to get to Volterra. (a/n pretend that the Volturi already came to visit the Cullens and Bella)

My plane was finally ready to take off and while I was handing the ticket to the attendant. I heard my name being called. I looked over my shoulder to see who it was.

"Isabella Marie Swan, you get your ass back here now!!!"

It was Jacob. The tone he used made me feel like I was just a child that had simply run out out of sight from my parents.

"Excuse me miss, are you boarding?" said the ticket lady

"Yes Ma'am, I am" I said turning around and stepping into the tunnel that would lead me to the plane.

I could hear Jake screaming for me all the way to the plane. I could hear him crying hysterically. The sound of him broke my already shattered heart. I found my seat near the front, almost to first class. I put on my headphones and turned on some Debussy. Halfway through the flight I could sense that someone was watching me. I took off my headphones and looked around. When I faced back forward there was somebody there.

"Bella?"

ahahhahahahah CLIFFY!