How did my life, which had been so perfect, suddenly spin out of control? Why did I have to yell at Jake? He's my best friend! Well, I guess he was my best friend. There's no reason for him to talk to me. Oh, I'm a horrible person!
"No you're not," muttered Edward. I frowned.
"Did my shield slip? Oh, no, no, if I can't control my shield, Demetri can find me, and when he does, Jane can hurt me, and, and I'm USELESS!" I shrieked. I buried my face in Edward's shoulder and sobbed. Soon, I stopped crying and I felt better, calmer. Good timing, Jasper, I thought. I looked up at Edward. "Did you hear that?" I whispered. He shook his head.
"It's just trauma," he said gently. "You have to make up with Jacob." I nodded. Then, Edward's eyes glazed over, and he seemed to be staring off into the distance. He paused, and then said, "He's coming. Don't worry, Bella." I drew back from him and watched the door.
Soon, it swung open. Jacob looked at me with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry, Bella," he said quietly, gently. I could tell that he'd been crying. "I can…forget about-her," he said with a pained expression. I soon realized what he meant.
"Oh, no, Jacob!" I said softly. "She loves you. I didn't mean what I said. I was just…" I ran through excuses in my head. I wasn't tired, hungry (at least not for food), cold, sick, or pregnant. Stupid vampirism, I thought angrily. "…an idiot," I finished lamely. Jacob seemed to accept that.
"I'm sorry for stealing your daughter's life," he mumbled wearily.
"Don't be," I told him. "You aren't stealing anything. Actually, I think you're giving her a life." He smiled. "Friends?" I asked, grinning.
"Never," swore Jacob solemnly. "Best friends." I smiled widely and hugged him. Life was back on track.