Miles From Where You Are (But You're Still Standing Behind Me)
Summary: There is love in holding on and there is love in letting go. Sometimes two people need to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together
Chapter Two: I'll Look After You
"The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for."
― Bob Marley
(01/17/06)
"Bella, are you drunk?" Charlie asked, when they stumbled into the house, Jacob's arm around her to keep her from falling.
"You can yell at us in the morning," Jacob said, surprisingly sober, "I'm just going to take her upstairs, Charlie. Don't you worry bout a thing."
"Why would he yell at us?" Bella slurred even as Jacob dragged her toward the stairs. "He's the one who said that he wanted me to get out of the house and do something other than mope,"
"You're grounded," Charlie stated and Bella giggled.
"Am I grounded because I drank or is it because I snuck into a bar?" she asked, and Jacob winced.
"You snuck into a bar!" Charlie shouted, and Jacob laughs nervously.
"Bella, shut up—"
Bella pushed Jacob away and turned toward Charlie.
"I don't care if you ground me. Because I had fun. I…I haven't even thought of…Edward… in like four hours! Like how he left me…in the woods…crying…because I…because he thought I…" Bella paused as her throat thickened, and her eyes teared up, "I wasn't good enough for him and I just feel like shit, and—" She sniffed, wiping her nose with the back of her hand, and Jacob wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"Come on, Bells," he said, softly.
They made it upstairs, to Bella's bedroom, but Jacob lead her to the bathroom instead.
Bella looked a mess, her hair was tangled, there was a drink stain on her shirt, and her tears had made her mascara run down her cheeks.
"Do you have to pee?" Bella asked, giggling, and Jacob shook his head.
"No, we're in here for when you throw up." Jacob said, casually, sitting on the edge of the tub.
"I shouldn't have drunk so much," Bella muttered, sinking to the floor, bringing her knees to her chest, and wrapping her arms around them. "I just feel like I'm falling apart," she admitted, thickly.
"Look, Edward's an asshole, okay," Jacob said, giving her a smile, "I'd kick his ass for you if he hadn't left town,"
"No, he's—" She swallowed a sob. "He was perfect. I…I always knew he was too good for me. I knew one day he'd get sick of me. I just…I wasn't…" Bella choked out as she took a shuddering breath and more tears fell.
Jacob grabbed the roll of tissue and moved to sit on the floor beside her. He handed her some tissue, to wipe her face, and Bella took it and wiped, then loudly blew her nose.
"Thank you," she mumbled, tossing the tissue into toilet.
"No problem," Jacob smiled. "Break ups suck."
"Really suck," Bella agrees, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Edward was a dick and that was a shitty move to leave you in the woods like that," Jacob stated.
"Thanks for finding me," Bella muttered, then groaned, "Why does it still hurt so much?"
"He was your first boyfriend, of course you're hurt, but you deserve better."
"But what if your wrong? What If—"Bella swallowed, thickly, "What if he was the best I could do?"
"He's not." Jacob said, firmly and Bella started crying again, "No more alcohol for you,"
"Everything sucks." Bella groaned, trying to get up, but the sudden movement made her stomach lurch and she barely made it to the toilet before she was throwing up.
"I knew this would happen," Jacob sighed, getting up and holding back her hair
"I'm never drinking again," Bella groaned, lifting her head a little, "Never,"
"That's good," Jacob rubbed her back, "I'd hate for this to become a habit,"
Bella vomited twice more and then Jacob helped her stand so she could brush her teeth before he took her to bed.
"Thank you, Jacob," Bella said, quietly, laying in the center of her bed with her eyes closed.
"You should change clothes," Jacob suggested.
"I'm too tired,"
"There's vomit on your color,"
"Ugh!"
Jacob found her gown and tossed it at her.
Bella lifted up, and tried to change, but she couldn't get her shirt unbuttoned.
"Help," she begged, and Jacob rolled his eyes.
"Sure, sure,"
After Jacob helped Bella change, she stared at him with those big brown doe eyes.
"Jake?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever been dumped?"
"Yup,"
"Did you feel this terrible?" She asked, and Jacob shrugged.
"I was a little torn up, but I got over it. We're pretty good friends now," Jacob grinned.
"You can be friends with your EX?" Bella asked, surprised.
"Well, she wasn't really my girlfriend. It was more of a one-sided crush." He said, "She flirted with me and I thought it was going to go somewhere but she started dating this jerk instead,"
"She sounds like a bitch," Bella muttered, rolling over and making space so he could squeeze into bed next to her.
"Nah, she's pretty cool. I think you'd like her," Jacob joked, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her so her head was resting on his chest.
"Goodnight, Jake," Bella murmured, putting her cold feet between his legs for warmth.
"Night, Bells,"
Author's note: This is the past. I'll make sure to put the dates at the beginning of each chapter so you can see how far away we are from the first chapter.
Jacob comforting Bella through her break up and her actually dealing with her emotions instead of being a zombie, always good in my book.
Next chapter will be Bella and or Jacob dealing with their lives without each other.