It's been two weeks since the fight.

He hasn't made any contact with me which can only mean one of two things: He realised his mistake but is too prideful to ask his daughter to come home or…he sees Jacob more as an offspring than me.

To everyone I act like I don't care but inside I'm secretly hoping it's the first conclusion. Maybe I was too harsh on him, I knew that Renee and Phil was a sensitive topic to him but at the time I had no filter to my mouth and look where that landed me, staying in Leah's room hearing the tapping sounds of the laptop as she types to Paul till early hours of the morning, depriving myself of sleep. But I guess I can't complain, Leah is the only one who would accept me in her home. Sue was so generous to let me in, having the same experience when she became pregnant with Leah at only sixteen. Distracted in my own thoughts I only realise sometime later that my phone had been ringing. The caller ID shocks me and I answer the phone immediately.

"Edward?"

"When were you going to tell me that you're moving?" he snaps harshly. I take a deep breath to calm myself down before I land myself in another screaming match with someone important to me. "I was defending you to Charlie and some things were said by both of us, but I'm not moving Edward. He has to forgive me."

"Bella, he's packing up boxes of things that I'm assuming is yours. Look where are you I need to see you before… something happens."

"I'm at Leah's house. She knows about what our rela…what we're doing."I had to cut myself off. I may probably be in love with Edward Cullen but I can't admit anything, especially when I'm not sure if I'm real to him or not."

"I'll be there in fifteen to twenty minutes max."

"The last time I was here I was on the verge of dying of hypothermia. It's much better when there's no hail pelting my body." I sighed; resting my head on Edward's stretched out bicep. We'd been laying in the same meadow that I took refuge in not too long ago. This right now between us is what the people of society would describe as nice, but to me it's magnificent. Everything I could've imagined. We laid there for maybe three minutes or three hours. We hadn't said much in that time, just simply stared at the sky giving and receiving light caresses. "How much convincing would it take to get you to stay?"

"He chose the scum at the bottom of the Earth over his own flesh and blood. Even if I stay with Leah till the end of senior year, I'm going to see him and I don't want to be reminded of that. It's just better for everyone."

He huffed. "Not for me." I raised myself to my elbows to look at him. "Why would you say that? With me gone, you could go on with your normal life. You could have a different girl on your arm, without worrying about some snotty girl in middle school. You would be able to talk to your family about anything, no secrets. It would be a huge advantage to you if I left."

"Stop talking about leaving!" he yelled. I tried to speak but he quickly interrupted me. "Before you I was so lost, I used girls to pleasure myself and never gave two shits about any of them. I only spoke to my parents if I had detention and needed them to get me out of it. Don't you get it Bella? You made me a better person. When I wake up the first thing I think about is what I can do to prove to myself that I am meant to be yours. The thought of you not being around scares me, immensely. I…I love you Isabella Marie Swan. You captured my heart ever since I saw you reading Wuthering Heights at the age of eleven. You continued to steal it when you looked at me with such innocence and told me that I should've been your first kiss. When you're angry or hurt by me I just want to shower with whatever your heart desires and apologize. I thought I lost you not so long ago and I could function without you in me in my life. I never want to hurt you because hurting you would be like hurting myself because you have become a part of me, heart and soul." He pulled a small, velvet box out of his jean pocket. "My grandfather gave this to my grandmother when they were both fourteen. He said that no matter what happened he would always pick her. It's not an engagement ring, it's a promise ring. No matter what happens to us in life. I pick you to spend the rest of my life with." He opened the box. Inside was a plain stainless steel ring. Metallic flowers were placed around the band with an engraving I pick you. "Bella, I want you to promise that in ten years time, we will come here and nothing about us will change." I was so shocked and joyful. Tears of happiness streamed down my face. I took one look him, slipped on the ring and whispered: "I want to give you my gift." He looked at me, doubting for a moment before quickly straightening the blanket that we had been laying on. He pulled me down to his level, capturing my lips and quickly ridding me of my clothes. He pampered my skin with light kisses, starting at my eyes moving down to my swollen lips to the hollows of my neck. From there he moved to my collar bone staying there for a while. Kissing, nipping, and licking I could feel myself growing aroused from this small gesture. I reached down to the bottom of his t shirt, tugging it over his gorgeous set of hair. He took himself off my skin for a split second to throw his the item somewhere before returning to my skin, only this time he moved to my right breast.

I admit I am below average breast size, but he didn't mind. He just continued to suck, twist and pinch each nipple while undoing his belt and pulling his pants and underwear down in one go. He laid me down on the blanket and placed himself between my legs. He quickly pulled up for air to retrieve the small, squared package.

And that's when it hit me. This was real, I'm about to have sex with Edward Cullen. Was I ready? Probably not. Do I want this? Yes. Will I regret this? Never and why? Because I loved Edward Cullen. "Hey come back to me." He whispers as he opens the packet using his teeth and rolls the latex over his erection. "It's going to sting a lot at first but don't worry about it. If you want to stop, just tell me." I nodded and closed my eyes, waiting.

Slowly he entered and the further he went the more pain I felt. I grabbed onto his hand lacing my fingers in his, silently asking him to keep me safe. "I'll never hurt you, ever." He kissed my face as he moved in further, breaking my barrier. I gave out a strangled cry, he stopped and whispered soothing words of love and comfort.

After a while the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. I rotated my hips, testing, and Edward let out a strangled groan. He looked at me, silently asking me if he could start moving. I nodded and he slid himself out, leaving only the tip in before sliding all the way in again. Soon I was clinging to him as he kept sliding in and out slowly, making love to me.

It wasn't long till we came. Screaming each other's name and I love you, we both rode out our orgasms till there was nothing left to do.

Sometime later we had gotten dressed and packed up. I insisted that Edward drop me off at Charlie's house to just talk to him. Although he was quite sceptical, he agreed. We kissed each other goodbye and I descended to the house. The house was dark so I called out Charlie's name repeatedly, hoping he was asleep.

"Charlie? It's me Bel-" I was quickly cut off when a large hand slammed over my mouth. A deep dark breath whispered in my ear: "Now that Cullen got what he wanted it's my turn."

Jacob Black.