BPOV

Walking out the door and leaving Edward behind was like a punch in the stomach.

He told me he wanted me, fantasised about me – I felt exactly the same and because of this fucking society it will never happen.

Without this society you would never have met him – my more annoying side said.

“Did he treat you ok?” Jacob asked, I stopped in my tracks, it was the first ever time he has asked that and also the first ever time we have spoken until we have arrived home.

“Amazing actually” I was being sarcastic and truthful – double whammy.

Jacob just nodded and jumped in the car.

When we arrived home I took a seat while Jacob made a coffee, he was acting strange “Coffee?” Jacob called “Please” I replied wondering what the hell was the matter.

Five minutes later Jacob took the seat opposite the couch and smiled at me.

“Bella I cannot begin to apologise enough for the mess I have gotten us into”

“Ha” I laughed out

“Please Bella” Jacob whispered I frowned as his face did actually for the first time look genuine.

“I didn’t realise it would be this hard, I hated seeing you walk away from me tonight….with him” Jacob growled.

Because Edward was a god I presume.

“And why now, what has happened for you to suddenly feel like this?” I asked.

“Have you not noticed the way he looks at you Bella, he looks like he wants to eat you alive” and that he did.

“You’re imagining things Jacob”

“No Bella….no I am not, I was worried the whole time while I was with…..Tanya that he wasn’t treating you right”

“He treat me fine Jacob, trust me” and he was with Tanya….again.

“Bella I love you so much, I want to regain your trust, I want us to get married have children, grow old together, be us, be what we were two months ago”

Ah fuck he was being so sentimental but saying that last part made me take my shoe off and throw it at him, it hit his face, busting his nose and messing up my floor.