BPOV
"Bella, love, can you hear my voice?" An angel's voice asked me gently. I opened my eyes. A very muscular man was hovering over me; pulling stray pieces of hair away from my face. I pulled my head away from him. The man looked at me confused.
"Bella?" The man asked. He wasn't wearing a shirt and had just cutoff jean shorts. He noticed me looking him up and down like I didn't even know who the hell he was.
"Bella, who's this Bella? I'm not Bella. I...don't even know who I am." I fell to the ground crying. A phone rang coming from my back pocket. I looked at it. The caller ID said Edward. Who the hell was Edward?
"Um, Hello?" I answered.
"Bella," that voice…it sounded so familiar, "It's me Edward." A moment passed. Instinctively, I clutched my stomach. The memories flooding through me, all too fast and all too painful.
I screamed out in pain, arching my back as the feeling of him gone and the love I had for him shot through me.
"Bella? What's wrong?" Both Edward and the man asked in horror at me. Then I had the memories of the man. Of course the man was Jacob; after seeing the memories and feeling them, I knew that Jake was in love with me. I was in love with him, too. I was just using him to get rid of the pain of losing Edward. Jake had always been there for me, even when I pushed him away, even when I was hurting him, he still stayed for me. I stood up and looked at him.
"Edward, I'm fine. Call back later." I hung up and dropped the phone. Jake looked at me in horror and confusion.
"Bella, do you…have your memories back?" He whispered slowly. I walked to him, standing only inches away from him. The pain in his face was evident and it broke my strength. I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my arms around his waist and squeezing his unbelievably hot chest. He hesitated, but then wrapped his arms around me in response.
"Jake, I am so sorry for…basically using you these past few months, because when I looked at my memories I saw that that was what I was doing. I feel like such a horrible person. I know that you are in love with me. You stayed when I pushed you away and refused to move on," I leaned back to look into his eyes. A tear had fallen from his face, "Oh Jake, I'm so sorry. You seriously must've thought I was pathetic to cry and be miserable over that…that…heartbreaking leech." Jacob stared at me with wide eyes, then broke out into a hysterical laughter.
"What?" I asked, laughing too. Jacob pulled me to his chest and hugged me tight.
"You called him a leech. That's my girl." He said patting my head. I giggled and pulled back to gaze deep into his eyes.
"May I finish my speech now?" I asked. He looked down at me and turned his laugh into a serious smirk. He nodded. I took a deep breath.
"Jacob, through all these months, I realized that I…I'm…in love with you." I paused waiting for him to respond.