AN: I was asked why Jacob was running away from Bella in Chapter 2. He was pushing her away to make it seem as though he had no idea about the werewolves. She doesn't bring it up because she fears he'll think she's crazy and she's not too sure herself. Sorry, I didn't make that clear.
Something sharp scraped against the length of my window with a high-pitched squeal. My eyes flew open with fright, though it only lasted for a moment. It was soon taken over by shock. Outside my window, Jacob was clinging to a tree.
I got up, stumbling slightly from exhaustion, and threw open my window. Before any words escaped my mouth Jacob was jumping through my window. I jumped out of the way just before he hit the floor with a small thud. I sighed in relief as I saw he wasn't all bloody on the ground.
I waited for Charlie's snoring to pick up before I started talking. "Get out." I hissed.
He seemed shocked that I reacted that way. "No, I want to apologize."
As if an apology would make everything better. "I don't accept. Leave." I tried to pushing him but quickly removed my hand since he didn't budge. His bare skin was burning hot, like he had a fever.
I swayed slightly. All off my sleepless nights and stressed my days were finally taking a toll on me. "Bella?" he asked worriedly. He pulled me back to my bed so I could sit down. "Hey, are you ok?"
I looked up at him, tears still had my face wet. "Why would I be ok?"
He sat beside me. "I'm sorry. I screwed up again."
"I told you I don't want an apology. Why are you here, Jacob?"
He grabbed my hand. "I had to see you. I had to make things better. I'm sorry for all the mean things I said earlier. I want to explain, but I can't." He clenched his teeth together. "This is all so frustrating."
I yawned. "Jake just go." I whispered. It hurt so much to say those words.
"No Bella. Not until you figure this out. You already know this. Please just say it." he begged. We couldn't possibly be thinking of the same thing. They were all just stories. "Bella, come on. Tell about the last time you were in the woods. What happened?"
I gasped as my eyes widened. I wasn't crazy. That all really happened, which meant… "Laurent wasn't lying. You…You're a werewolf."
"Yes!" he exclaimed quietly. He pulled me into his arms.
"Werewolf." I breathed.
He went stiff in my arms. "Is that okay with you? You… You aren't afraid of me, are you?" His eyebrows furrowed with worry.
"No more than usual." I whispered. He pulled me tighter to his chest. "Why didn't you want to tell me?"
"I did. Sam told me I couldn't though. He's the alpha of the group. We have to listen to him but I couldn't stay away from you." He brushed my hair down my back. "Why was that bloodsucker trying to kill you anyway.
"It's a long story and I'm very tired." I slurred.
"Will you even be able to sleep? I've heard you scream." he admitted.
My face heated up, not that he would notice. "I have nightmares." I said, quieter than I had been speaking. He leaned back to look at my face.
"Would you like me to stay with you? I could wake you before they started." he offered. I couldn't help but to think he was sweet. He was a true friend.
"Jake Billy wont let you and Charlie would flip out."
"Billy doesn't care and Charlie wont know."
"What about Sam?"
"I'll deal with him. I'm sure he knows I'm here anyway. I don't want you to have to deal with this all alone." He rubbed my cheek. "Can I stay?"
I sighed. "Yeah." I moved so I was laying down. Jake sat on the floor beside me and rested his head on my bed. "You wont be very comfortable like that."
"It's fine Bella. Sleep." I ran my fingers through his short hair and shut my eyes.