Bella's POV-

Closing the door to Jacob's house, I broke out into a smile. I had been brave enough to ask Paul on a sort of date- it took great courage, but maybe if I could do that, it could lead to more.

My thoughts were rudely interrupted my Jacob marching into the hall, an expression on his face that could only be seen as fury. "Why the hell were you with Paul Lahote?"

My eyes widened in fear, suddenly comparing Jacob's angry voice with Phil's. I took a step back, and I felt my back hitting against the back of the door. I gulped. "I-I…we're….f-friends." My frame shook a little with fear as I stuttered my words out. I knew I was being irrational; Jacob would never hurt me, but somewhere in the back of my mind something told me to be scared- what if he was like Phil?

"He's dangerous Bella! You shouldn't hang out with him!" He spat, hands clenching into fists at his side. "He gets into fights, sleeps around with girls- how do you know he's not doing that to you?"

I looked down at his hands briefly, licked my suddenly dry lips and looked slowly back up at him. This time my voice sounded stronger- of course Jacob only knew the Paul everyone knew, not the real Paul. "He's not what you think Jacob. He's kind, caring, and vulnerable and he's going through a hard time!"

"How would you know?" He spat, his hands now shaking.

I glared at him and straightened my posture. "Because I'm going through the exact same thing as him."

"He could easily be lying." His frame had started to shake now, and a voice inside my head told me to be careful with my words.

"Not even he would be that horrible to lie about something like that." I snarled, and pushed past him, marching towards the stairs.

"Bella…" Jacob's voice was softer now, apologetic. "I'm sorry… I just… I overreacted. But you won't tell me anything these days, and you're so secretive and then I see you telling Paul your story. I just don't get it"

I frowned then. Had I really been that noticeably different? Had I really been so secretive with Jacob? Why didn't I tell my best friend, and tell Paul who I barely knew?

I realised then that I had to tell him, it was the right thing to do and Jacob was trust worthy. He deserved to know the truth. "Come up stairs; let's talk about it in your room."

Jacob smiled slightly and then dropped his hand and grabbed my own small hand in his, leading me upstairs. I smiled; it was warm like Jacob- who I always had called my personal sun. He always made me happier than - maybe not as much as Paul, but nearly as much.

We sat down on Jacob's small room in his box sized room across from each other.

"So, tell me. What happened Bell's?" He said as he leaned back against the back wall.

"Well…" I trailed off, thinking of how to start the story. "I don't know where to begin."

"How about from the start?" Jacob chuckled, filling the room with temporary happiness.

I giggled slightly before launching into the story. "Back in Phoenix when I was ten, Mum and I were at a football game and a guy was standing next to us- he was called Phil. He seemed charming and he took a real interest in my mum- they even exchanged numbers and started dating. After a few weeks, mum brought Phil around to have dinner with us- and he seemed just as lovely and charming- buying her stuff, taking her out to places she wanted to go to and spending time with both of us. Two years later, my mum came home one late night, a look of excitement on her face. She told me she was engaged- and I of course was happy for her, she had been lonely for years since she left dad. Phil moved in two weeks later with us but mum worked a lot so he would take care of me."

I pressed my lips together, to stop the over whelming sense to cry before continuing. "At first, he was still just as charming, letting me do whatever I wanted. But then he started shouting at me for something so stupid as not cleaning the dishes properly. I just thought he was going through a difficult time and was probably just angry. But then it got worse. He would beat me up so hard that the marks he left were hard to cover up- I didn't want my mum to see them, I didn't want to drag her into this. When he was drunk he was the worst- he would rape me. It was two weeks ago when my mum walked in on him in the middle of raping me. She ended it with him and kicked him out of the house. She was so upset, so distort that she hadn't noticed any sooner. She had sent me to Forks to live with Dad to start a new life."

I could feel the tears rolling freely down my cheeks now, and my lip quivered ever so slightly. Jacob stared at me and blinked. Once. Twice. Three times.

"I…" He trailed off and pulled me into his arms, sitting me comfortably on his knee and buried his head in my neck. "I had no idea Bells. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright Jake." I sniffed as I hugged him back, my arms lacing round his neck and set my head on his.

"I just wish I had been there." He frowned and then cursed. "Fuck. That… he's twisted Bella."

I sighed and shook my head, looking down at my hands as my lip quivered again. "I deserved it; I was getting in the way of his relationship with my mum. I was just an ugly, annoying nuisance."

Jake's head lifted up, and for the first time in ten minutes his face was replaced with anger. "Bella you did not deserve that! Not one bit, what he did to you was wrong, and you cannot blame it on you. He's going to pay for what he did Bella. He's going to go to jail."

I looked up and smiled weakly, if only Jake knew. If only he knew it wasn't as easy as that- there was no proof to show the court that he had in fact beaten me up- only my word and my mothers. "There's no proof Jake."

He blew out a breath and nuzzled my neck with his nose. "We'll find evidence somehow Bella. Even if it means going back to Phoenix and searching for it."

I shook my head, my breath hitching slightly. How could I go back to Phoenix after what happened? Of course I wanted to see my mother, but I didn't want to visit the place that I had been tortured in.

"Jake… I don't think I can. I mean….it's too much bad memories." I murmured as we pulled apart, my tears drying up and sat back up straight.

"Alright…" Jake huffed and then his eyebrows sat in a straight line, trying to contemplate something. "Wait, you said Paul had been through something similar?"

Shit. I had accidently told him Paul's secret- or hinted at- something I promised never to tell. I bit my lip and looked down not saying anything.

"He had been abused…by whom?" Jakes eyes were now wide and his lips slightly parted.

"I don't think I should say Jake. I shouldn't have told you that- it's his secret to tell." I said, shrugging and then closing my eyes- suddenly feeling exhausted from crying.

"Bell's… you know me. I'm as trusty as a therapist." He chuckled, but it didn't have humour in it.

"Well…" I entwined my fingers with each other and looked at my feet. "He was abused but his dad. And had to watch his mum get raped. He's in jail now. And his mum has gone to a mental hospital."

Jake's eyes flashed with guilt and pity. He shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the horrid thoughts. "How could none of us see that? If only one of us had…"

"Jake. It wasn't your fault, he hid it and it probably wouldn't have helped." I smiled and laid my hand on his shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze.

I realized then that maybe Jake was right. If we had told someone sooner they would help us. And I wouldn't need to feel like this scared little teenager quite so much.

Paul's POV-

Walking back from the dinner where I had lunch with Bella I noticed Sam Uley staring at me with cryptic eyes. I shivered involuntary, feeling slightly freaked out. A year ago he was dating Leah Clearwater, was engaged to her, and then he suddenly disappeared and came back one month later, inhumanely tall and muscly. Ever since then he thinks he ruled the place. And I hate him to death- Leah was one of my best friend until a year ago when he destroyed her and won't even take one glance at me. And now he keeps staring at me every time I walk past. And then I saw Jared standing beside him- that's where had been for the past week, why he'd been avoiding me. He had betrayed me for that ass whole- who persisted to get me into trouble.

Something took over me then, some kind of anger. "What the fuck are you staring at Sam?" I snapped, my hands balling into fists.

"Chill Paul." Jared said calmly.

"Chill? Don't tell me to fucking chill when you've left me on my own." I growled, creeping closer to him.

Jared hesitated and I could see guilt flash quickly across his eyes before it was placed with a hard look once again. "You were too much of a hassle."

"So you just leave me like a discarded toy? Like my dad? You fucking pussy!" I spat, and my fists started trembling.

"Paul…" Sam warned but immediately shut up when my hard glair fell on him.

"Don't dare tell me to shut up. You destroyed one of my best friends and took away the other. Bella is all I have left. Dear sweet Bella." I said the last words softly, I could never talk about Bella in a harsh tone, it was just….not right.

Sam frowned. "Bella Swan? The chief's daughter?"

"Yeah. She understands me, knows what I'm going through and is actually there for me." I glared at Jared as I said this and noticed that like Sam he had gotten freakishly tall and muscly.

Sam's face looked panicked and sad at the same time. "You have to stay away from her Paul. It's not safe for her."

I stared at him wide eyed in disbelief. Was this motherfucker out to destroy my life? Was he really trying to take the one good thing in my life away from me? Not on my fucking watch he wasn't. "You can't be serious. First Leah, then Jared and now Bella. I need her. I fucking need her and god forbid if you take her away I will lose it."

"Please just do it. I can't explain." Sam's shoulder sagged a little before turning away and walking away.

I stood their shaking for a few minutes trying to get my head straight. I hated Sam Uley. And I hate Jared. Fucking dick heads. But I didn't need them, I had my Bella.

My Bella? Where had that come from? She wasn't my girlfriend. My feelings must be making me go crazy.

Shaking my head I trudged home. I walked past a few girls I recalled having one night stands with, but I didn't really notice them, I didn't care about any other girl now, I was never going to sleep with any other Bella any more. Not until I have my Bella. My Bella who I always think about.

Woah! Bella what did you do telling Jake? Naughty! Wander what will happen there? Hmmm… and Paul! He should his sensitive side and dangerous side ;) I promise there will be an Edward POV!

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Oh and while I'm updating this story, try listening to music by Pia Toscano- this time, Ludacris- runaway love and Nickel Back- Never again- I think they relate well to this story and will hope get your mind set on it better

(ps. Sorry the chapter was short- I couldn't think of more to put in!)