This is Bella's perspective.

I picked up the phone. I had to speak to Jacob, not caring if he wanted to speak to me. I dialled, no answer. I hated myself for that second.

Great. As if it wasn't bad enough. I've crushed him, and now he's probably gone, because I couldn't realise his feelings.

I rushed outside to the truck. It wouldn't start. 'Of all times' I thought sourly, but then I stopped that thought, and just ran. It felt like my insides were burning. "J-Jake?" I spluttered. No answer. I rushed around the house, searching, for anything. My Jake was gone. I sat outside Jacob's house and burst into tears. I stopped and looked up when I noticed growling. Sam was growling at me in his wolf form. I stared at him as he edged closer. "Sam. I have nothing else to live for, so if you're going to do it, do it quickly." Sam looked as surprised as you could with a wolf face. He stared at me and beckoned me to follow him. I followed and collapsed when I saw what he was leading me to. "J-J-Jacob? What has Victoria done to you?"It was no use because he was out cold – However it was physically impossible for a werewolf to be cold. I carried him back home with Sam staring after me in wonder. After he phased back, he stared at me. "What do you mean you don't have anything else to live for?"At this, he looked utterly bewildered. I sighed. "Well, I just couldn't be with Edward anymore, also considering I hung up on him when he tried to speak to me." At this, Sam smiled." And." I continued. "With how I treated him, what would Jake want with me? I hate myself for what I did to him." I closed my eyes and lowered my head. Sam stared at me, and his gaze softened. "Bella. He loves you, but he needs time to recover from what happened." I nodded. But don't tell him I love him. I want to do that myself. Sam nodded solemnly.