Disclaimer: Everything Twilight does not belong to me. It belongs to the wonderful Stephanie Meyer who is probably the luckiest bitch alive.

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BPOV

"No, my name is Jacob," Jake said looking hurt.

"I know that," I said, "but remember me telling you about my ex. The one that wanted to fuck other people?"

"Yeah, I remember. Edward wasn't it?" he said as a look of comprehension crossed his face.

"Yes it was and that same Edward is currently sitting opposite us with a very attractive blonde," I explained, jealousy colouring my tone.

"Oh" was all he said as he turned around to catch a glimpse of my ex and his apparent new bed-mate.

"Anyway enough about him, what was it you wanted to speak to me about?"

"Well, I have been thinking about us the last couple of days and I think that we should get back together," he rushed out. At least I understood the nervousness now. Poor thing, he looked like he was going to throw up any moment. I decided to throw him a bone and reached across the table and took both his hands and tangled them with mine. He looked up at me and smiled gratefully. "Look, Bella, I know I said that we should take a break and at the time I thought that it was for the best but I did something that made me realize what a fool I was."

I looked at him waiting for him to continue, I was intrigued now, when he didn't I asked, "Well what did you do?"

"I got drunk," he said the paused looking at me for a reaction, I think.

"Is that it?" I asked incredulously. I knew he didn't get drunk often but it wasn't as if it was the first time.

"No, I wish it was," he said ominously before resuming, "I also got high." Shit that was a first. He had been disappointed in me when he found out that I had dabbled in drugs and still did from time to time.

"Oh, Jake. I'm sorry; I know you must be disappointed in yourself," I said as I walked over to him and gave him a hug. His father had died of a drug overdose so I knew that he would be beating himself up for being so stupid. He tucked his face into the crook of my neck and inhaled, he wrapped his arms around me tight and even though his arms felt safe and warm I knew I didn't belong in them. A loud clattering sound broke us apart; we automatically looked over to where the sound emanated from. Of course, it had to be from Edwards's table. A cup had seemingly been dropped on to the floor. When I looked up I caught the hostile stare Edward was giving Jacob. If looks could kill Jake would be six feet under. When Edward turned his attention to me however his eyes swam with sadness, anger, regret and jealousy? I turned away from Edward's eyes before I could become too entranced by them and turned my attention back to Jake. He seemed oblivious to the non-verbal exchange that had taken place and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"You shouldn't feel sorry for me, Bella, I did something else even worse than that. I am a bad person," he declared looking dejected.

"You are one of the best people I know. You could never be a bad person. You can tell me anything, you know," I encouraged.

"Ihadathreesome" he said in a single breath. Now that I was not expecting.

"OK" I said slowly trying to take in what he had said.

"I feel so guilty because even though we were on a break, we didn't talk about seeing other people. It would have been bad enough just cheating on you with one person but two, God what kind of monster am I?" he asked rhetorically. I couldn't say anything; I just sat there looking at him. He took this opportunity to scoot his chair as close to me as humanly possible. "I know what I did was wrong, Bella, I know that but I just did it because I was drunk, high and lonely and those aren't excuses just facts. You are so good and pure I know you must be disgusted that I could do that to you when we were still technically together but could you find it in your heart to forgive me? I love you," he said as looked at me with hope in his big, brown eyes. I looked around the room, trying to find the words that seem to be evading me. Like a moth drawn to the flame, my eyes couldn't help but look his way. He seemed to be alternating between sending seething looks toward my table and lustful glances at his companion (and that is putting it nicely.) Jake took my silence to mean that I, apparently needed further convincing. "Bella, without you I don't know what I would do. You are my angel. I need you to show me how to live because if you ain't the most respectable person I know, I don't know who is. You are my guiding light, I need you. God, Bella, I need you," he said hugging me to him. "Look I was only away from you for a little while and look at the choices I made. You are just good and I need something in my life to be or I will just fall apart," he mumbled in to my hair, where his face currently resided. I needed to tell him about Edward. That I wasn't this angel that he made me out to be. That I didn't deserve the pedestal to which he had placed me. But how could I? If he needed me to be his "guiding light" I would have to be. I glanced over at Edward's table again to see both its occupants leaving. Edward had his hand so low on her back, to guide her from the shop; it may as well have been on her ass, which was fucking tiny. Skinny bitch. It was obvious they were going back to his place; well fuck him and his stupid skinny bitch. I mean yeah she was pretty if you were into that anorexic supermodel look. Which admittedly most guys are. Shit, Jake still wants an answer.

"OK, we will give it another shot," I said without thinking. Stupid, fucking mouth. Always getting me in to trouble and not always the good kind.

"Oh God, you won't regret this Bella. I promise. I will make up for cheating. I will get us back to normal," those words sounded like a death sentence.

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