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Bella's P.O.V.

When I woke up, I was extremely tired and numb all over. I pried my heavy lids open and my vision was blurry. Frowning, I attempted to sit up—

Only to have two large, dark russet-colored hands push me back down. "Calm down, Bells, you need to rest. Are you hungry—? "

"Where am I?" I gasped out, looking around myself, still sleep dazed. I recognized where I was—it was as familiar to me as my own home.

The only problem was that it wasn't the Cullen's house. I started panicking.

"Shh, Bells. You're in my house. I would've taken you to my room, but you know, it's small… so we have to settle for the best bet, which is my living room, "Jake answered sheepishly.

"Jake, why am I in your house!? The last thing I can remember is being knocked out right before they began the operation… where's Edward, Jacob?" I blabbered, now feeling a slight throb in my abdominal area. I also felt cold, although I had an old, woodsy smelling afghan covering most of my body.

Jake looked uncomfortable instantly. "Bella… the Cullen family is gone. They left right after they… operated you. And this time it's permanent," Jacob swallowed.

I gasped and my vision went blurry with hot tears. "When? When did they leave, Jacob?" My voice was half-strangled when I spoke.
Jacob looked away from me as he knelt beside me. I noticed that he, too, looked tired and worn out. His dark hair was rustled and messy, sticking up. His dark eyes had circles under them, and his mouth was a thin line of worry. "Like I said, right after they operated you… which was about a week ago."

"I've been out for a whole week!?" I shrieked, my tears spilling over and rolling down my cheeks in hot trails. In an instant I was in Jacob's bog, strong arms, pressed tightly to his chest. I ignored the pain in my abdomen and placed my head on his broad chest, openly weeping now.

"I know, Bella. I know it hurts. I promise I'll be there every step of the way, though. I'm still your best friend, remember?" His voice was muffled by my hair.

I didn't answer, just kept crying. Jacob let me, hugging me tightly to his body. His musky scent filled my nose, comforting me and eventually making me relax. When I was able to speak again, I asked," What did he say, Jacob? Tell me everything that coward said," I was angry. I couldn't believe Edward had done it again. He'd promised me that he wouldn't ever leave me again. The truth hit me hard. Edward Cullen was a coward. He was a true coward.

Jacob cleared his throat and pulled back to look me in the eye. " Um, actually, Bella, he kinda left you a note," he answered sadly. Then he was pushing a very crumpled piece of paper in my hand, his big fingers wrapping around my relatively small ones. My eyes widened with disbelief. At least last time he'd had the balls to tell me that he was leaving me to my face. Now he thought he could do it in a letter?

Unbelievable.

I took the paper. Jacob shifted off and sat at my feet once again. He helped me sit up and freaked out when I gasped in pain. When I told him that it was my stomach, he immediately stood up and went to his medicine cabinet for some Advil. While he was gone, I unfolded the paper. It was so crumpled; looking suspiciously like someone had squeezed it in his fist. I shook my head softly and began reading.

Dear Bella,

I am sorry to have left you on such short notice, but I pose too much a threat to you. I apologize for all the harm that I have done to you and your family.

I shouldn't have ever returned. This time I will be gone forever. I promise – no I swear that you will never see me or my family again, Bella. It is for your own good, and perhaps mine, too. I became too infatuated with you and it has hurt many people. I am not saying that I regret it, though.

Have a beautiful, blessed life, Isabella Marie Swan.

I will love you always…

-Edward Cullen

I choked up and furiously swiped at the tears that trailed down my cheeks. So he thought he was doing a noble thing for me, leaving me. And even though he said that he didn't regret falling in love with me, I could tell he did.

I became too infatuated with you and it has hurt many people.

And in that moment, I swore to myself that I would recuperate from this had blow. I remembered the words he'd spoken to me when he'd left me last time.

"It will be as if I never existed"

And I would make sure of that.

Jacob's P.O.V.

"Bella?" I called to her as she sat on the couch with a cold expression full of hate. I nearly tripped over my own feet as I saw it. It was just so unlike her.

But, of course, I had to comprehend that she'd just had the cruelest thing happen to her. And I agreed to it, I thought. And I had. Edward had told us his plan to leave her right after he returned with Esme, Rosalie in tow.

I'd been pretty surprised to see that he still held that little bloodsucking beast in his arms.

"May I speak to all of you?" He'd asked formally.

We'd all simply sat there as confirmation. It'd been Emmet, Jasper, Alice, Dr. Cullen and I.

Then he'd basically told his family that they had to leave for Bella's safety, to sell their house as soon as possible. He hadn't allowed anyone to object. Then he'd stated the most absurd thing that made Jacob hate him much more than he'd ever hated him.

"I've decided to keep the baby," had been his exact words.

I had been furious and stalked out of the room to inform my pack of two. I'd left them to do their plans. The pack had been outraged as well, but glad that the Cullens were gonna leave. When I had returned the next day, they'd asked me to take Bella—she was okay to leave already. I agreed, and I'd grudgingly accepted the paper that Edward gave me. I think I basically crumpled it into a ball after he gave it to me. Then I felt guilty, smoothed it out, and roughly shoved it into the pockets in my sweats.

I'd brought Bella over to my house that same day. And the Cullens were gone instantly, their house up for sale. They'd take it with them to.

I coughed slightly, back in the present. "Bella? I have your painkillers," I mumbled awkwardly and went to stand in front of her. I handed her the glass of water and the small pill of the small container that Carlisle had given to me. It was supposed to make her pains go away and make her drowsy.

She took the pill in her small, nimble fingers and gave me the most beautiful angelic smile I'd ever seen. She never failed to make me breathless.

And now she's all mine, I thought selfishly.

"Thanks, Jake. I don't know what I'd do without you," she said softly. Then she placed the pill in her mouth and took a gulp of water to wash it down. I made her lay back down and told her to rest more.

Then I watched the beautiful girl fall back asleep.

I swore to myself that I would mend her heart until there were only scars to prove that the bastard had ever existed.

*Sorry that I haven't updated in a long time... .-.*