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(Jacob's POV)

Ok so she's in the house, now what do I do? I thought as I walked up the dirt path behind her…god, I had taken a shower less then an hour ago and now you could barely tell. I looked down at the layers of dirt and leafs caked onto my feet, they looked horrible.

Shoes would have been a good idea….pants would have been even better. When I got into the house I saw Charlie peering up from his newspaper with a look of astonishment.

"How'd you?" he started to say. I just shrugged. I had no idea how I got Bella to come out of the car.

"Well…if you two are ok here we'll be on our way", Charlie said as he opened the door for Billy and followed the wheelchair out. Now all I had to do was figure out what we were going to do.

What would you do if you were stuck alone with a depressed, suicidal, girl? "Hey, you want to watch a movie?" I asked looking over at her, she was sprawled out on my too small couch.

"I don't like movies." She mumbled.

"Is it because of him?" I asked, I wouldn't dare mention his name and set her off again.

"Maybe…."

"Well…we don't have to watch romantic comedies or anything…how about something completely unrelated…like horror? A vampire movie?" I asked as I took out an under world movie.

All of the sudden she became pain stricken and tears started streaming down her pail face. What could I have said?

I ran through my last few sentences in my head…horror, movie, vampire? What the hell set her off?

I couldn't think of any sort of explanation unless…no the rumors couldn't be true, vampires weren't real, it was impossible…she must have just thought something depressing.

"Are you alright?" I asked walking over to her.

"Do I look alright?!?!" She snapped at me…so much for breakthrough.

I quickly thought of a subject change but came up a little short…all I could think to ask was, "You want something to eat?" Which really had nothing to do with anything.

"No thanks" She sighed, staring at me…what was she looking at? I thought. I began to feel self conscious…I needed to put on some pants.

"If I leave to get dressed will you promise to stay here?" I asked. She didn't answer….I decided to just hurry up, god knows if she'd be back when I was done.

As I searched my dresser for something suitable to wear I heard a strange noise coming from what sounded like the kitchen…oh god what the hell could she be doing now?

"Bella are you alright?" I asked as I stumbled out of my room, zipping my pants as I went.

When I got to the kitchen I saw her with scissors tightly gripped in her hands. "What are you doing with those?" I asked questioningly coming into the room.

"……Nothing." She mumbled putting them away. As she placed the scissors back into the drawer, little red specks started to drip off of her arm. I sighed, taking her arm in my hands.

"I can't leave you alone for two minutes can I?" I asked as I started to look down at my own hand, it was covered in blood. "Oh my god Bella did you hit a vain?" I asked, taking a better look at her arm.

She was squeezing it in some insane attempt to stop blood flow.

"I need to take you to the hospital, get in the car!!!" I yelled, rapping her wrist with a towel, and getting my keys.

Authors note: Oh gosh….Bella's in trouble now… You think she's gonna die? IDK maybe just some stitches.