I Wouldn't Leave If You Let Me
Summary: Sometimes, Jacob could be a little impulsive, grabbing her arm, shaking her, yelling, and, when the anger got to be too much to contain, Jacob liked to throw things, so Bella wasn't afraid. Because Jacob would never hurt her.
"For the possession of what we love is an even greater joy than love itself."
― Marcel Proust, The Captive & The Fugitive
"Are you still mad about that?" Bella finally asked, "Is that why you called? You said it was an emergency,"
"You still going through with your…" Jacob waved his hand in a vague gesture that made no real sense, "…thing?"
"If by 'thing' you imply my flight tomorrow morning, I might add, then yes. Have been for months now Jacob."
Whenever her leaving was mentioned, Jacob would get a little tense, he could argue against it for hours so Bella decided to make herself comfortable, so they could talk this out.
"Have I mentioned it's fucking stupid?"
"Every single day. You even sent me a text this morning that said 'Moving to Alaska with Edward is fucking stupid'."
"And you're still going through with it?"
"Yes," Bella replied as she watched her friend closely, trying to figure out what was going on in that thick skull that had him calling Bella in the middle of the night.
"Fucking. Stupid." Jacob repeated, taking a sip of his beer.
Her friendship with Edward was something they had never been able to, or would be able to, agree on. While Bella really liked Edward and his family, Jacob saw them as some crazy cult who brain washed her.
"It's my life," Bella said, softly, and Jacob chuckled.
"Our life," he stated.
"Mine," Bella repeated, firmly.
"The sense of ownership is one reason why abuse tends to get worse as relationships get more serious. The more history and commitment that develop in the couple, the more the abuser comes to think of his partner as a prized object. Possessiveness is at the core of the abuser's mindset, the spring from which all the other streams spout; on some level he feels that he owns you and therefore has the right to treat you as he sees fit."
― Lundy Bancroft, Why Does He Do That?: Inside the Minds of Angry and Controlling Men