A/N: I'm so sorry about the really long delay of about a year on this. It just wasn't working, I wasn't working. Then somehow I found some inspiration and found my way back to this. Thanks to my 3 reviewers for the first part of this long and extended song fic (another 3 or so chapters to go) – Bee93, Chocolatexsmore and IWillBeThereWhereYouAre (if you 3 read this, I really appreciate you waiting and hopefully this meets what you were expecting, although it's a bit rough in parts).

I tried to make it light-hearted in points and true to the characters natures. So, I hope you like it but please, please tell me which parts you like, which you don't and how I can improve – I don't display what I write publicly very often and so it'd be great to know. I'll update sooner with more reviews! Thanks :D xoxox

If I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I'd see you
the storminess will turn to light

"Bella"

It was almost a roar. The voice wasn't as expected, the tone, the texture, the roughness…it was all wrong. It wasn't the voice I wanted to hear, it wasn't him. I felt both sadness and relief as I saw my best friend and not Edward running towards me with inhuman speed, fear plastered on his face. I no longer felt the power of the storm; the rain was no longer a comfort as I suddenly noticed that my entire body was absolutely soaked.

Jake slowed as he approached me, as if he was afraid I would run away. But he didn't have to worry; I didn't feel like I could move. My body felt like it had lost its purpose as the disappointment of not hearing Edward struck me like a thousand knives. In the absence of his voice everything seemed just that little bit darker, a little bit louder and a lot scarier.

I didn't want to be here, I didn't want to be like this. I wanted it all to go away…the pain, the dreams, the memories, the thoughts…the hurt. Why had I fallen so deeply in love with him? I asked myself, a question that I just couldn't answer. It had felt…right, just being with him. I'd let him become my world, my reason for being – he was my sun and I was orbiting around him. So, when the inevitable happened, it felt like the floor had come out from under my feet and I was plunged into darkness, a darkness that I'd been hiding in and which had been surrounding me ever since. It was both my personal hell and my sanctuary. No one could take me from it and I remained tortured by my own thoughts and memories, but I wanted to stay there, stay with the memory of him and what we'd had. Or at least what I thought we'd had.

I was the fool, the idiot…the one to blame. I couldn't blame him at all; he was just being honest with me. No, it was my fault I hurt so much; I'd relied on him too often. I needed him more than I thought I would, there were too many shadows in my life that I just couldn't fight without his presence, be it imaginary or real. But, no matter how many times I told myself that he was gone and he wasn't coming back, no matter that my feelings were unreturned, and after all the pain and that night; there wasn't one moment when I didn't feel anything for him. There wasn't one single second when any part of my foolish being did not love Edward Cullen.

Jake was inching his way towards me, his expression appeared as if he was in some sort of pain, but at the same time he seemed to be trying to smile at me. He grabbed hold of my hand and roughly pulled me away from the edge of the cliff edge which was a lot closer than I'd realised. I'd been dragged a few paces before my mind functioned well enough to say anything to him. I was broken inside, still – though I felt nothing like the feelings of the last few months, nothing was as bad as that. It was almost as if the realisation of my situation had finally hit me. Edward didn't want me. Edward no longer loved me. I was alone and I had to deal with that, I couldn't keep wishing for him to rescue me. No amount of time would heal the hurt, but I desperately needed to move on. I was stronger than this.

"Stop Jake." The words were quiet. He span around to face me, the smile and the fear in his eyes gone and replaced with annoyance and behind that I could read anger in his face. The emotion was foreign to my eyes, Jake was rarely angry with me – or rather, at me.

"What are you doing Bella?" he almost screamed, although the sound of the rain on the trees around us gave him reason to raise his voice. "You were so close to the edge, and you're soaked through. Weren't you thinking? I can't believe you'd even think of jumping! It's dangerous Bells, even in normal weather!" He threw curses to the sky.

"I wasn't going to jump" I began, denying the conclusion he'd come to, "I…I just needed space, to think. I don't know I just-" Jake cut me off.

"You're shaking Bella" Jake said angrily, ignoring my comments, but putting his arm around me – even in this weather it was unnaturally warm. "I don't understand…Let me get you home, Charlie'll be worried." I had no idea how I was going to explain my appearance to Charlie. A few implausible excuses crossed my mind but it wasn't strong enough to stick to one. The whole idea of lying right now didn't make a lot of sense; I'd done enough of lying to myself.

Jake propelled me through a rough path through the trees, the way was unfamiliar and I kept catching exposed roots but Jake wouldn't stop or break the uneasy silence between us.

"I wasn't jumping Jake" his grip tightened on my arm as I spoke but he said nothing. "I really wasn't. Don't get me wrong, it was strange up there…I felt…It felt like nothing mattered Jake. Like I could fly, almost." I couldn't explain to him about attempting to hear Edward's voice. I risked a glance at Jake's face and met a stony expression, the contours of his face displaying nothing of the Jacob that was my best friend, my Jacob. "Jacob…Jake, please listen, please answer me. I'm sorry if I worried you. I'm fine, really I am fine-"

"Fine?" Jake interrupted, yet his voice was a lot calmer than it was on the cliff. "Fine isn't standing on the edge of that thing, during a storm. You're soaked through Bella. I called you twice before you heard me, your arms were raised…what was I to assume? I hate him for what he's done, what he's left behind, like I needed another reason to hate the bloodsucker". Jake refused to meet my gaze as we slowly made our way through the woods, but he slowed our movement, allowing me time to look where I was treading, not that this stopped me losing my footing on several occasions. There wasn't a part of me that was dry and I began to wonder what I must look like. The fact I was soaking had only set in as we'd entered the small amount of shelter that the trees offered and I began to shiver. Jake, somehow, noticed and pulled me against him as we walked, I hadn't realised how far in it had been to get to the cliff. After what felt like an eternity I could see a break in the trees to the road. "Bella, where's your Truck?"

"Jus-st down there" I shivered, and pointed to my left in the direction of a sign indicating the location of the La Push beach, the landmark that I'd parked near. Jake steered us left, but we still walked among the trees, searching for the best protection from the storm that the offered. I faintly remembered something about trees being bad places to seek shelter during storms, but the thunder had appeared to have subsided and I was sure Jake knew the dangers of a storm so didn't voice my concerns.

After a minute my Truck came into view and we hurried towards it out of the rain. Jake pushed me into the passenger side without a word, I was about to contest but he gave me a look as he shut the door that stopped the words in their every tracks. Jake ran round to the driver's side and slammed the door shut. I found a coat I'd left on the seat that I hadn't taken with me and Jake insisted I put it on. He began messing around with the controls, abusing my truck, searching for the heating.

"Be careful" I said hesitantly, unsure whether his mood had improved.

"Don't worry, I can't hurt myself" He replied without looking at me.

"I was more worried about the truck". Jake's mouth curled up at the edges and he smiled. He managed to get the heater working and turned to face me.

"I'm sorry Bells for being angry…you just really worried me, seeing you up there like that. Promise me you will never go up there without me again." I murmured my agreement. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern on his face.

"I'm okay, apart from being freezing" I smiled at him, "Are you?"

"I'm fine. I'm gonna drive to mine if that's okay? It's nearer. It's not safe to be out in this, plus you need to get warm as soon as possible" He turned the key in the ignition and my truck roared to life. We made our way to Jake's house as fast as it was possible. My body was weary and I was still freezing, I cursed my stupidity – If only Edward could see me now I thought, then regretted it. Edward wasn't in my life, I had to move on. To stop thinking about him was the first step.

Before I knew it we had arrived outside the Black's house, it was familiar and comfortable. Jake jumped out the cab and raced round to help me out, although I was capable myself. Jake half carried me to the porch and quickly opened the door. He propelled me to the bathroom, placing a towel in my hands and told me he'd be calling to me to make sure I was still conscious every few minutes. The smile had returned and played on his lips as he said this and it granted me a small moment of happiness. When I was with my Jacob it was if some of my worries and unhappiness disappeared. I'd be forever grateful for that.

The shower was pure heaven after being in the storm. In some sense, my old worries were washed away as the warm water fell on me. I realised that there'd always be a part of me missing and with Edward, but I had to keep on living without that part and that I could live without it, I could. I hastily jumped into a towel and suddenly realised that I was lacking clothes.

"Bella?" Jake called through the door, true to his word.

"Still Alive. But Jake, I'm lacking clothes" I answered him.

"Already thought of that! Can I bring some in?" Jake replied with a laugh. He slowly opened the door and deposited a small bundle of clothes on the side. "I'm sure these won't fit but I tried to find my smallest stuff. I haven't worn the boxers before either. You could wear them and we could try and dry your stuff on the radiator, or we can call Charlie and have him bring something over for you?" I grimaced at the name of my father, how would I explain this to him? Jake noticed, "We'll come up with a cover story Bells, we could say you were looking for me then got caught in the storm." Jake waited hesitantly for my response.

"Thanks Jake, I'll borrow the clothes and we'll figure out Charlie later" Jake grinned and left me to dress. It seemed odd to be dressing in someone else's clothes, let alone Jake's. My mind questioned whether the clothes should have belonged to another, a certain someone I tried desperately hard to not think about. The boxers Jake had left me were too big, but not too revealing and he'd left me a large baggy band t-shirt and a similar sized wool jumper to wear over the top that reached almost to the bottom of the shorts. As I exited the bathroom Jake called out the titles of movies that I guessed we were to be watching whilst my clothes dried and the storm passed. I went over to the Black's movie collection and chose one of my favourites, Romeo and Juliet.

"Where did that come from?" Jake asked in mock shock, "I swear we don't own a copy! You're really gonna make me watch this after I rescued you today?!" he teased, but took it out of my hands and proceeded to play it.

"My Saviour" I teased him back and sat down on the sofa. Jake left me to watch the film as he too took a shower, and then returned to accompany me on the sofa. My eyes were weary and before I knew it I had drifted off against Jacob's shoulder. I awoke as he was carrying me into his room and he placed me gently on his bed. "I'm missing the film!" I protested drowsily and Jake Chuckled.

"Bella, you didn't even make it to Mercutio's death scene" I could hear the smile in his voice. "You need to sleep now Bella" he murmured to me and tenderly moved strands of hair out of my face. I don't know whether or not I would have allowed him to do this, but at the present point I was drained of whatever strength I possessed and said nothing.

"I'll never leave you Bella. Never. I'll always be here for you. I'll always love you" Jake whispered, but my mind was already thinking of another subject, another person should I say. One who filled up my dreams, the times when I couldn't consciously push him out. My mind shifted to dreams, of beautiful topaz eyes and tousled bronze hair. Of water and storms, but in my dream there was someone with me, facing it alongside me. Those familiar eyes destroyed the power and the panic, and like that, the storm subsided.

and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and everything will be alright