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Behind the door, I'm hyperventilating. My skin is clammy, and it feels like I have the weight of the world pushing on my shoulders. I sink to the floor, put my head between my knees and try to breathe through the panic attack.
What am I doing? I need to pull my shit together and fast!
"Bella!" Jacob is knocking on the door, asking me to let him in.
It takes me five, ten, perhaps fifteen minutes, I not sure, before I'm composed enough to get off the ground and unlock the door.
Carefully, Jacob crouches next to me, searching my face for some sort of clue about what the hell just happened.
"I'm sorry," I blurt at once.
"What was that, Bella? Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"
I shake my head, and offer him a small smile.
"I think I drank too much last night. My whole body hurts, and, I don't know, you just startled me, I guess."
"Okay..." He looks at me sceptically. "Let's get you back to bed and get some pain killers into you then"
In one swoop, Jacob has me in his arms. He carries me back to our room, where I am promptly supplied with pain killers, water and instructions to, 'get some rest'.
When I wake, is to an empty house. There is a note from Jacob telling me that he has gone into the Office to get some extra work done, and not to expect him for dinner.
I find myself not minding too much about having a night alone. In fact, I decide it's just what I need.
a/n; thanks for sticking with me :)