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Now I knew how a windshield on a car felt. I flew through the forest, never tiring, never thinking. Rain pounded against my face and plastered my hair to my back. My clothes protested as rocks and twigs tugged against the threads. I didn't feel the rough, jagged forest floor. I barely noticed when the rain ceased. Trees that stood in my way were reduced to firewood. My sight was a never-ending green streak.

I burst out of the forest so fast that I almost ran off the edge of a cliff. I stopped horribly, gouging up rocks and dirt, sending them skittering and falling into the water. I sat, disoriented, pulling my knees The ocean stretched, gray and calm, to where the sky met it.

The clouds changed from grey to blue to purple. Gentle waves lapped far, far below me. I stopped at the edge, dangling my legs over the dizzying drop and staring down into the now violet water. I looked over my clothes and sighed. Alice's designer jeans were caked with mud and torn past repair. The sleeves of my shirt were ragged and threadbare.

I wrung out my hair and stared blankly into the darkening sky. Water splashed onto the dirt. I flung my hair onto my back. I was on what Renee liked to call autopilot. My body moved while my mind had nothing to do with it.

Renee. My sweet, childlike mother. Memories flooded my mind. The one who forced me to try her homemade sushi. The one who had dragged me along through her adorable hobbies, from parasailing to scrapbooking. The one who drove me to the airport, asking me if I was really sure. Of course I was sure. Then. My dear mom, who thought I was tucked safely away in Charlie's tiny house back in Forks.

Charlie. My mind took control. Where was he now? It had been nearly four days since I'd flung myself off that stupid cliff. Was there a search party scouring the Olympic Peninsula for me? Had he pasted fliers all over town? I smiled. Yes, he probably had. He had probably called Billy to ask if I was there with Jacob, and then switched into Chief Swan mode.

Jacob. I sighed and rubbed my temples. Oh, Jake. My best friend, my personal sun. I glanced at the blackening clouds. How I could use my sun right now. I needed to feel normal, like me. Not this too beautiful, sickeningly angry Bella who ran from her problems, whether it be jumping off a cliff or propelling herself through a window.

My hand reached absentmindedly to the small silver cellphone resting in my pocket. Maybe just a phone call… I snapped my hand back. No. Jacob couldn't know what happened. He would be furious with me. I shook my head. No, He would be even more angry with himself. I bit my lip. But I just needed to talk to someone, someone who preferably wasn't a vampire.

No. I told myself firmly. I was never going to call Jacob Black, ever.

The phone rang once. My hand trembled. A small click sounded on the other line. If I were human, my heart would be racing about now. I almost hung up.

"Hello?"

"Billy?" There was a small scuffle and then he answered.

"B-Bella?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Bella, where have you been?"

I sighed. If I wasn't going to tell Jacob, I definitely wasn't going to tell Billy.

"Can I talk to Jacob?"

"Yeah, sure."

His voice was an irritated huff. I held my breath as the phone was passed off.

"Bella!" Relief and annoyance rang out when he said my name. I could have danced. I could have jumped off this cliff.

"Jake!"

"Where are you, Bella? Where the hell have you been? We've got fliers up everywhere in this freaking hemisphere."

I smiled at the last part before recalling his questions.

"I… I can't tell you that right now."

"The hell you can't tell me."

I grinned. That's exactly what my Jacob would say in my mind.

"Jake." I said firmly, "I'm not telling you."

"Why?" He demanded.

"Because I can't, Jake!"

He didn't respond for a long moment.

"You sound funny, Bella."

Panic overwhelmed me and I answered much too quickly.

"No, I don't."

"Yeah, you do. I mean, I can tell its you, but your voice is all pretty and-"

There was a sharp gasp and air whistled, followed by a loud thunk. I held the phone in front of my face and stared at it. My voice. I hadn't controled my voice. I had let it ring pretty and clear. Of course Jacob would figure it out. I mentally kicked myself before gingerly pressing the phone against my ear once more.

"Bella… are you…" His voice was breaking. I felt a stab of guilt. He couldn't know. Oh, God, please, no.

"Jacob, please listen to me."

Of course he didn't. Also what my Jake would do, and I silently cursed him for it.

"It's been about four days. For three days you didn't call. God, Bella, please tell me you're not… one of them."

Of course, I couldn't tell him that. I just sat there, feeling ridiculous and horrible.

"Jake, I-" I was cut off by a choked sob. Oh, god. Don't cry, I begged him in my mind.

"Why, Bella? Why would you want that?"

Anger flared up in me. What was with men and their stupid questions today?

"You think I wanted it, Jake? You think I ran off looking for it?" My voice was small, but forceful. Jake started to say something, but I interrupted.

"No, Jake. I jumped off the damn cliff. There was a storm coming. I was drowning. Alice had seen it and she plucked me out of the water. I was dying so she freaking bit me!"

After I spat out the truth, the other line was silent, so I continued.

"Yes, I had wanted it, back when I thought he loved me. I didn't choose this, Jacob Black."

And I hung up. Jamming the phone back in my pocket, I ran. I sobbed dryly, wishing that tears could pour down my cheeks instead of stinging the backs of my eyes.

Before I could calculate how long I'd been running, the Cullen house came into view. I went gracefully through the hole in the window that I had broken earlier that day. I could have sworn I felt my cheeks turn hot.

I walked slowly into the front room. Then I froze.

Seven faces stared back at me.

Dun dun dun. Who could it be?! Just kidding, I know you know. I hope you enjoyed the healthy dose o' Jacob. I personally love him, and I had to include him in here! Review, review, review.