I pulled away from Alice's arms. There was absolutely no way I was staying here. Not after what just happened. I ran blindly toward the door and straight into him.

"Move you moron!" I yelled at him. "MOVE." He stepped to the side and I kept on running, tears streaming down my face.

What do I do now? I asked myself. Where do I go? I kept thinking the same things over and over again while I ran. At the end of the driveway a single name popped into my mind. Jacob. I dug around in my purse for my cell phone and dialed Jake's number. He answered on the first ring.

"Hey Bells! Whats up?" I cried harder.

"J-J-Jacob... He... He... " That was all I could get out before I lost what little piece of sanity I had left and blacked out.

"Bella? Bella! Hey Bella! C'mon, wake up! Bella!" Something warm grabbed my shoulders and shook me gently. "Bella..." I felt the same warm thing brush my face, moving my damp hair away. I hic-coughed and opened my eyes to Jacob's worried face. "Oh Bella! Are you okay?" Jacob smothered me in a hug.

"Jake... C-can't breathe." He loosened his grip on me then stared into my eyes with a pleading look that I guessed meant "Tell me whats wrong."

"I was sitting with Edward in his living room when I started crying about Charlie and Renee. He looked down at me and said something along the lines of 'Bella, look, I don't want you anymore. I'm not in love. I'm not leaving, I'm just leaving you.'" I started to cry again. "Jake, why did he do that? How could he do that?!"

"I don't know Bella. But I told that blood-sucking leech wasn't good for anything. Now, how about we get you down to La Push and get you cleaned up? You can stay with me, of course." I smiled weakly at Jacob as he picked me up and started running.

Jake's skin was warm and comforting as I cried into his chest. Whispered reassurances, like "Shh Bella," and "It's okay..." were coming out of his mouth non-stop. But I couldn't be quiet. It wasn't okay. Nothing was okay. The love of my life had just said he didn't want me anymore and Jacob thought it was going to be okay? If I wasn't crying so hard I would've slapped him then and there. I closed my eyes and willed the pain to go away just before I felt Jacob stop.

"We're here, Bella," he whispered softly, "Come on." He put me on the ground and I started walking toward his house only to end up staggering backwards into his arms again. He chuckled. "Wow, Bella. You're really out of it." I glared at him and tried again, successfully this time.

"Please. Just please." I muttered more to myself then to Jake as I walked inside and into his bathroom. Now I understood why he wanted to get me cleaned up. I was a mess. My hair was knotted in a million places with leaves and twigs sticking out anywhere and everywhere. My eyes were puffy and red from crying, and my cheek was cut. How the hell did that happen? I wondered to myself as I reached up to touch the crimson colored mark on my face. I probably scraped it on a tree... The second my hand made contact with my face a searing pain flew through my body and I screamed in agony as I fell to the floor. Jacob was by my side in an instant.

"What happened Bella?" He bent down, brushing my hair away, and winced when he saw my cheek.

"I don't kn- ahhh!" I couldn't finish my sentence. The pain had me convulsing on the floor. "Jake! Make it stop! Ahhhh!" I scream-sobbed. "It hurts so bad!"

"Hang on, Bella! I'll get my dad." Jacob rushed out of the room, leaving me to scream to myself in agony.

The pain was getting worse and my hold on my conciseness was slipping by the time I heard voices in the hall.

"Shes... con......... floor?" One voice said.

"Yeah...... scr..... cheek. Real........ hurts." The other voice said

The last thing I saw before blacking out were a pair of feet and a wheelchair.

A/N: Took forever to get this posted, gotta love writers block. Sorry if its a bit short.

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