Merry Christmas! Here's my little gift for you. It is one of my longest chapters so far, and the climax for my story… Which means I have little left to write! I will miss that. Anyways, please read and review!

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BPOV

Jacob's eyes were staring, fixed, at his bare hands. They were clasped together firmly around his knees and clenching his tuxedo. He was leaning against the far side of the bathroom, away from me. His breaths were heavy, and irregular. Every few seconds he sniffed or ran his hand through his untidy brown hair.

I was on the other side, sitting on the toilet seat. I stood rigid and not moving. My breaths were unusually loud. Though maybe this was because of my vampire hearing. Still, I held my breath as to not make any more noise.

The eerie silence was enough to make someone go mad. Not only was it threatening, but overpowering. It reminded me of when we used to have too much to tell each other that we cut each other's sentences off. But I could not bring myself to speak.

I wondered what Jacob was thinking at the moment. Was he thinking about me? Probably not, I guessed. Most likely, he was thinking about Nessie and what to get her for Christmas. Or something.

Strangely, I couldn't bear to think about this at the moment. I listened to Leah and her friends outside. From the laughter and shouting coming from underneath the door, they were having a grand time. Vicky was telling them a story from when she had been in MacDonald's one day with Leah. I listened for a short time, to her describe herself choking on a chicken nugget, and how Leah had started yelling around the place for help. Addie found it hilarious but I found it rather tiring- I just wanted to have Edward in my arms, and go home. What was taking him so long anyways?

Breaking out of the bathroom wasn't an option, even though it was entirely possible. I decided to take the situation to more desperate measures instead. I lifted myself from the toilet seat and crossed the tiny room in one stride.

"Open the door!" I yelled, banging my fists softly (for a vampire) against the oak wood.

All I got were a few giggles and an "In your dreams" from Vicky.

Admitting defeat, I sunk against the wall, letting out a big sagging sigh.

"What is your favorite color?" Jacob asked from the other side of the bathroom.

"What?"

I was slightly confused at his change in attitude.

"I said, what is your favorite color?" he asked again.

"Blue"

"And what would you say is your favorite place to be?" he asked

Edward's arms, of course.

"Can I ask why we are playing twenty questions here?"

Jacob smiled at me.

"No reason"

"Yeah right," I retorted, "You don't talk to me or look at me al night, and then suddenly you're asking me stupid questions like if we were best friends or something all of a sudden".

"Of course were not best friends," Jacob's smile changed into a grin, "You are a bloodsucking leech and I'm a dog!"

I laughed at his statement. He said it as if it was nothing, as if it was usual to find vampires and werewolves everywhere.

"Well, then I guess there's no point in answering the question," I replied, smiling back.

Jacob leaned forwards and stretched his legs out.

"Well," he said, "You wouldn't know that, would you? Maybe someday in the future the fact that you answered my questions might be of high importance."

"I can just go and ask Alice if I'll need them and get back to you."

Jacob laughed softly, inching a bit closer to my "side" of the bathroom.

"You know, we are supposed to be fighting," I told him, "And I think Leah and her friends outside might be quite surprised to hear you laughing."

I didn't want him to think that I wanted to be friends, so I turned my slight smile into a solemn look that I hoped said, "I couldn't care less".

"Oh, right"

Jacob walked over to the sink and let the tap run. He was right next to me, now. I was close enough to watch him use some soap and wash his hands. His muscles on the back of his hands and wrists contracted as he rubbed.

In one quick movement, he removed his hands from the tap water and flicked them in my direction. It hit my right cheek, but I screamed anyways. The scream was heard from the people outside the bathroom, and I heard Leah's friends gasp. Leah and Nessie, on the other hand, were giggling.

"Jacob! Stop that!"

He flicked some more water. This time, it hit me square in the face, some spilling on my new dress. It was cold, but not cold enough for a vampire like me. It felt refreshing, in a way.

I yanked one of the lights off the wall and threw it. Jacob ducked as it flew towards his head, laughing all the same.

"You'll have to do more than that, bloodsucker!" he teased.

I took some of the toilet paper rolls placed on one of the shelves and chucked them at his head. His hands caught one and he chucked it back, laughing hysterically. His laughter was contagious, and before I knew it, I was laughing jovially with him. Our troubles and arguments were far behind us.

A slight knock on the door told me that Vicky could hear our shouting.

"Guys?" her voice said, "We are going to head downstairs to get some drinks. Do you want anything?"

"Yeah, I'd love to get out of this room" Jacob said. It sounded more like a question, not a suggestion.

"Nope." Vicky said

"Come on!" Jacob argued.

"Later!" Addie replied in a cheerful voice.

"See you Jakey" Nessie added, giggling.

I listened as they all got up and left the room, shutting the door behind them. They left pretty slowly, or at least slower than normal. I guess that they wanted to hear if Jacob and I were going to say anything else.

Somehow, we managed not to say a single word as they left. As soon as they were out of sight, Jacob lifted himself off the floor and came to sit across from me. His legs were so long that I had to curl mine up so that they wouldn't bump. I caught a stronger whiff of his smell, also, as he sat down

Jacob's werewolf smell still stung my throat, but it wasn't as intense as it used to be. Spending so much time with Jacob in this bathroom probably was one of the reasons why. I thought of it as if had become "immune" to him. I chuckled lightly.

No human would have been able to hear my soft chuckle, but Jacob's eyes darted in my direction.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing that a werewolf needs to know" I responded. My voice sounded sort of high-pitched… and- nervous? I saw that my hands were shaking a bit, sort of.

Jacob didn't notice my strange voice; he was too busy staring at the place where one of the bathroom lights used to be (the one I had ripped out).

"You know, it wasn't that hard"

What wasn't that hard?

"What?"

"To be in the same room with you." Jacob admitted, leaning forwards onto his elbows, and exposing his bare neck.

His neck smelled ok, actually, compared to what it used to. And it looked quite… appetizing. Why did he have to lie near me like that? I couldn't resist his looks any longer, could I? His skin looked so soft and nice. Yes, I found myself admitting that he looked-nice. Something was wrong with me.

"You know," he continued, "I was expecting it to be more… difficult"

"Well, we used to be friends, you know" I told him with a nod of my head.

"We used to be a bit more," he teased, grinning widely.

"Hey!" I frowned but broke a smile just as fast, "You wish."

Jacob stayed silent for a minute or two, and stared straight into my eyes. His eyes were unusually soft. They reminded me of Nessie's tender, chocolate eyes.

Jacob was extremely close to me now, our heads almost touching. He sighed and looked down at his hands. Then he looked up into my eyes again.

"I thought when you imprinted on someone, nothing could change it" He spoke quietly, and was barely audible.

"You mean you changed your mind about Nessie?" I asked, slowly lifting my gaze towards him. He looked so- depressed.

"I think I imprinted on the wrong girl. I almost didn't realize until this afternoon"

No. This wasn't happening. Jacob didn't like Nessie anymore? I heard my breath pace quicken, waiting to hear whom the girl Jacob liked was. In a way, I hoped it would be me. But it couldn't be. And I didn't want it to. Did I?

I just kept quiet and listened.

"I imprinted on her because she reminded me of someone else. She reminds me- of you, Bells. I love you, but now, unlike all those years ago, I am not giving up. Even though you stink, Bells. But not as much as you used to"

I laughed at his silly remark, because it was the same for me. But unlike his heartbeat, which was slow and steady, I was panicking. I didn't love him! This was outrageous! And where was Edward, anyway? Had he left or something? It had been hours since I had last seen him. Had he- and I didn't want to think about it much- gone home?

"Hey" Jacob said softly when he saw my worried face. Our gazes met again. "Hi."

I didn't know what I was supposed to say or do next. Because, suddenly, my body was tingling with excitement and glee. What was Jacob doing? I mean- what were we doing?

Jacobs' lips swooped down on mine and he started kissing me, running his hands through my hair and exposed back. I think I liked it, or at least my body did. I waited for the hallelujah chorus to start playing in my head like when Edward kissed me, or for my breathing to stop. But neither happened.

I tried to make it happen. Jacob Black was kissing me. Jacob Black was kissing me.

That's when I remembered Edward- and pushed Jacob off, so that he was caught off balance and stumbled backwards. He was wearing a hurt expression and he kept staring at me.

"I'm sorry, Jake, but-"

I sustained the gasp when he lunged onto me again. This time he tried going further, pushing me down onto the floor, unzipping the back of my dress. I didn't kiss him back but tried to wrench his head from mine, but he was strong and pulled me back.

Yet today, unlike a few years ago, I was a strong vampire, and managed to push his lips off mine, and demand "What do you think you're doing?" in a fierce voice.

"Please, Bells. You know you love me too, remember?"

So I let him kiss me. And I think that in some moments, I kissed him back. Jake ran his hands down my spine and up my neck; he kissed my fingertips and grinned. And I smiled back. Edward had abandoned me, hadn't he? Maybe he had left again.

A few minutes later, Jacob was still going at it. His fingers were slowly bringing my dress down; his eyes were light and happy. He seemed to be having fun.

Apart from Jacob's ragged gasps for air, there was another gasp from behind me. A gasp that sounded familiar. Edwards' gasp.

He was standing at the doorway, stock-still and silent. His body looked calm and composed. Everything except for his eyes. His eyes were blood red and deeply troubled.

"I'm sorry, Bella"

These were the only words that escaped his lips. And with these words, he turned his heel and left. Did I say left? I meant ran.

Away. He ran away from his horrible wife, for the second time in his life.

A/N: Wasn't that shocking?!? Please review before leaving the page! It would mean a lot =)