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-Bella's POV-

**SATURDAY NIGHT**

"Alice..."

"You can call me Ali, I like it better."

"Okay, Ali...quit worrying about tonight and just pick a fucking shirt." I said, smacking her butt as I passed her.

"Quite a mouth you have there."

"You can blame my mom for that." I said as I leaped on her bed.

"Which one do you like better? The red v-neck, or the white tee?"

"You know, no one's going to see your outfit with your coat on."

"White tee it is, then." She said as she took off her gray sweater with lightening speed and threw it at me.

I got it off my face quick enough to catch a glimpse of her bare back as she slipped on her shirt. I couldn't help myself as I got off the bed and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck. Wishing I hadn't agreed to go to the movies tonight, so I could stay like this forever.

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We met Jess, Mike, Eric, and Angela in Port Angeles at eight o'clock outside of the movie theater. Things weren't as awkward with the group as I was expecting them to be. All of them, except Mike, expressed their excitement that Alice and I were together. Unfortunately when we got seated, I was stuck next to Mike. Throughout the whole movie he had his hand on the armrest facing up, like he was waiting for a scary moment in the movie and I would grab his hand. Uh, no. I won't need you to be coming to my rescue...ever. It finally annoyed me enough to where I lifted up my armrest and snuggled close with Alice. I saw the jealous look flash across his face, and his jaw clench as he kept his eyes on the screen. Go ahead and be jealous, Mikey. You'll never have me, so you might at well just get over it. Eventually he relaxed again and he scooted closer to Jessica, which she was happy about. As long as his focus was off me, I didn't care. The movie was pretty bad. And not even the funny kind of bad, but plain stupid. But we all had a fun time joking about it as we left the theater. Overall our group outing went better than I, or Alice, had anticipated. I hugged everyone goodbye as we all separated, going to our own cars.

Later that night, sitting my my room all alone, I was missing Ali like crazy. After she dropped me off, her, Edward, and Jasper were going hunting. They were going to try and be back on Monday, she told me, but that seemed like forever away. A whole day without her would be torture, and since I didn't have to work on Sunday I didn't have that to distract me. Oh, wait...Jacob. I hadn't talked to Jacob since we had dinner on the reservation a week earlier. This wasn't intentional though, I had just been so consumed with Alice. And him being a werewolf didn't frighten me, he was the same Jake I had always known, just a bit beefier. I picked up my cell and dialed his home phone, waiting patiently as three rings went by.

"Hello?" His familiar voice answered.

"Hey, Jake."

"Bella, hey! I was wondering if you''d ever call."

"Sorry it took me so long. I was calling to ask if you were free tomorrow, and if so, did you want to hang out?"

"Just so happens that I am, and of course I would." He said. I could literally hear him smiling through the phone.

"Great! And this time we'll have a lot more to talk about..."

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"Uh, Jake...?"

"Hop on, Bella!" He said as he patted the small space behind him on the motorcycle.

"I thought you'd have a car by now."

"I do, but I'm still working on it. I went to the junkyard yesterday and got some parts, so I'm almost done. But for now this is my mode of transportation. She's a beauty isn't she?"

"Very...shiny."

"Okay, quit wasting time and get on." He said as he handed me a helmet.

I reluctantly strapped it on and hopped on the back, my arms circling around his extremely warm body. Next thing I new we were off, and chilly air was hitting my face extra hard as we got into the highway. I nestled my face into the back of his hot neck and closed my eyes, taking in his musky scent. He felt just like a teddy bear. A very warm, muscular, teddy bear that is. Occasionally Jake would put a hand over mine to keep them warm. Though I did appreciate it, I didn't like the fact that he would drive one-handed. We made it to La Push in about twenty minutes time, and parked in the back of his house. He led me into his small garage and turned on four space heaters that surrounded a small Lazy Boy chair, and gestured for me to sit. The chair was cold, but with the space heaters on all around me, I warmed up quite fast.

"How long have you been fixing up this car?" I asked.

"Oh...about a year now."

"Wow, that's a long time."

"Yeah, I don't have the money to order parts...so I just rely on the junkyard trips I go on."

We talked like that for a for time, all the while he was messing with something near the engine. I really wanted to tell him that I knew about him, but I didn't really know how to go about it. Same problem I had with Alice, but like I did with her, I figured just going for it was the best thing.

"Jake?"

"Yeah, Bells?" He said, glancing at me, then back to what he was working on.

"I...know."

"You...know what?" He asked with a smirk.

"I know...about you."

"Oh?" This time he stopped what he was doing and wiped his grease covered hands with a rag.

"So, you're a werewolf. That's interesting..." I blurted out.

He chuckled and pulled up another chair and sat down in front of me.

"So you finally figured Alice out, huh?" He smiled.

"Yeah, thanks to that book you let me borrow."

"Does it scare you?"

"What, that you are a werewolf, or that she's a vampire?"

"Both." I said after a few seconds.

"No. Because I know you, Jake. You're my friend, and you always will be. And with Alice, I got to know her before I even considered she might be something...supernatural."

"Good. I was afraid once you found out, you would be afraid of me and not come and see me anymore."

"Never." I said as I leaned forward and kissed him on his burning hot forehead.

"But I do have a question for you."

"Ask away..."

"In the book, it says that the werewolf and the cold ones are natural enemies. So how are you and Leah friends with Alice?"

"We are natural enemies. It all started back in the 40's, when two vampires nearly killed all of our tribe. So from then on we had this...hatred for their kind. The Cullens came here not long after that and claimed they were different, like the book says. We made the treaty with them, and all was fine as long as they didn't come on Quileute land. They moved away eventually to settle in another town so no one would see that they never aged. They came back three years ago, and because of that, we started to change. Our generation transforming into wolves one by one. Then one day three vampires passed through our land. We told them to leave, but they wanted to pick a fight. They tried to kill us, but we killed them first. But, Seth...he got badly hurt. The only thing my dad could do was call Dr. Cullen. He came and took care of him like his own, and he saved Seth's life. That was two years ago, and since then we have grown to understand each other. Once I gave them a chance...I actually liked them. And it's hard not to like Alice, she's...one of a kind." He chuckled to himself.

Aw, Jake...

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Before we knew it, hours had passed, and it was already dark outside. Billy let Jake drive me home in his truck, so I wouldn't be a block of ice when I got home. We said our goodbyes and I ran inside to the nice warm house. I heard Charlie in the kitchen messing with pot and pans, and I looked at the clock. Eight on the dot...he must be hungry...and so was I for that matter.

"Hey, Bells. Have fun with Jacob?" he asked, putting the pot in the counter and acting like he wasn't doing anything.

"Yeah. You hungry?" I asked as I pointed to the pot behind him.

"I'm not going to lie...I'm starving."

"If I hadn't of came home, what were you going to attempt to fix?" I giggled.

"Mack and cheese..."

"Yum. Well, I'll get on that, and you go relax." I said as I pushed him out of the kitchen and down the hall.

Oh, how I loved Charlie. He was adorable at times...and I don't think I will ever understand how he has survived this long...

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It was Monday, and Alice was still gone hunting. But she had Esme call me and tell me they would be back in time for school tomorrow, which made me so happy to hear. After school I went straight from school to work. Since winter was well on its way here, business had picked up a bit. Snowboards, skis, coats, and gloves were the top sellers, and I mainly just restocked them and swept the floor all day. Me and Mike were the ones closing tonight, so we were by ourselves getting things done. We hadn't talked all day until he came up behind me when I was getting my coat on.

"Bella, do you want to go on a date with me?" He asked.

"Um...Mike, you know I'm gay. And I'm dating Alice...so..."

"You're actually serious about that?"

"Yeah...is that so hard to believe?"

"The Cullens are freaks...I don't know how you don't see that."

"Just because they like to keep to themselves, that doesn't make them freaks, Mike." I said as I started to walk away, but then he grabbed my arm and swung me back.

"Ow! Mike that hurt!" I yelled at him.

"You won't even give me a chance, Bella."

"Mike...you have no chance. I like girls, not guys."

"Have you ever even tried to be with a guy, you might actually like it."

"Have you ever tried to be with another guy? Who knows, you could like it!"

"Fuck no, that shit is disgusting."

"Well the thought of me being with a guy isn't too far off from that feeling."

"I don't believe you. You probably just got hurt by a guy once and are afraid to be with one again."

"Think whatever you want you ignorant ass, but just leave me alone from now on!" I said as I stormed out of the building and got into my truck.

As the engine roared to life, I tried to calm myself down. Nothing like a fucking jerk to invoke road rage. Alice would be back tomorrow, and I would be better then. I missed her like crazy, ninety-nine percent of my thoughts were about her and how I can't wait for her to return so I could hug her and kiss her again. She made me happier than I ever thought that I could be, and I was so in love it was ridiculous.

As I got into the highway, I focused on the road ahead of me. There was plenty of time to day dream about Alice when I got home. The constant swerve of the road was making me sleepy, so I decided to turn in early tonight so I could be up when Alice would come in the morning. About five minutes into my drive, it started to rain. I hated driving in the rain at night, so I slowed down a little. The tapping of the water drops hitting the windshield was actually very soothing, and I completely forgot about stupid Mike. As I turned another corner, I saw a figure in the darkness, and it was coming right at me. It only when it came into the range of my headlights, that I realized it was a truck. It swerved more into my lane and before I could react it hit the front left side of my truck, which caused my truck to skid sideways and tip over. It seemed to all be in slow motion as the truck rolled. Small items of mine flying through the air and I tumbled. The next thing I knew, there was one last big crash, and everything went black.

I don't know how long I had been unconscious, but when I woke up, I was upside down. I could feel blood on my forehead, and heard it drop onto the roof if the cab. I was dizzy, and disoriented, but I quickly gathered my thoughts and went to reach in my jacket pocket for my phone. When it wasn't there, I started to panic. Who knows how long it would be before someone drive by us. I tried to unbuckle my seat belt, but it was jammed. Fuck. My eyes welled up with tears immediately. I couldn't just sit here and wait to die or get rescued. I didn't even know how badly I was hurt. It was then when I looked out the shattered window of the truck, I saw my cell phone. I reached for it but it was way too far away. Since I couldn't reach it, I knew what I had to do, but I didn't know if it would work. I hadn't even tried to do it in years, but it seems to be my only option at the moment. I never thought that I would have to use my...gift, if you want to call it that. I had kept this a secret for many years now, never telling a soul about it. But I had no choice now...

I reached out for the phone again, and focused. I concentrated as hard as I could in this state, but the phone only moved slightly. I wasn't going to give up, my life may depend on if I could do this or not. So I wiped my eyes clear of tears and reached out again. This time I focused so hard it hurt. Come on. I saw the phone start to move again. Come...on! It was then that the phone ripped off the ground, and shot into my hand. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly dialed 911 with tired, shaky hands. I was so drained at this point, I could feel myself slowly slipping away into blackness with every ring. But I fought to stay conscious for as long as I could. Finally, someone answered the phone, but by that time all I could get out of my mouth, was, "Help..." Then the phone slipped out of my fingers and dropped to the roof of the cab, and I was out for the count.