AN: this is a one-short on when right before Jacob and Bella kiss. Here they do kiss and the phone does ring just a few minutes later. Everything is the same except that they kiss. I might do a second chapter in Jacob's POV but i ahve to know what you thought about this fist. Just to remind where it is there's a text from New Moon.
New Moon p.411
"Bella," he whispered.
I was frozen.
No! I hadn't made this decision yet. I didn't know if I could do this, and now I was out of time to think.
But I would have been a fool if I thought rejecting him now would have no consequences.
I stared back at him. He was not my Jacob, but he could be. His face was familiar and beloved. In so
many real ways, I did love him. He was my comfort, my safe harbor. Right now, I could choose to have
him belong to me.
Alice was back for the moment, but that changed nothing. True love was forever lost. The prince was
never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what
was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn't break any spells?
Maybe it would be easy—like holding his hand or having his arms around me. Maybe it would feel nice.
Maybe it wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.
Keeping his eyes on mine, Jacob began to bend his face toward me. And I was still absolutely
Jacobs head bowed lower and I was powerless. I couldn't move and I couldn't think. I was paralyzed.
That's when his lips met mine. I instantly felt a surge of warmness gather at my lips. It almost burned and it was at the point of being uncomfortable and painful. I wanted to remove my lips but I couldn't. I was still frozen and my eyes were wide open. I could see Jake and his eyes were closed as he kept his lips locked with mine.
Somewhere in the back of my head I was screaming: "This is wrong! I can't do this." That's when I finally unfroze and tried to jerk my head to the side. Jake being so much stronger than me kept his lips locked to mine. I tried harder but nothing. I now put both of my hands on his chest and pushes. He does not move with my hand but he gets the point and moves away.
We just stare at each other for what seems like hours but really were just a few seconds. Jake then smiles at me and I am left frozen again. He raises his right hand to my cheek and whispers "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that." He is about to let his lips return to mine that I, fast, jerk my head to the side and backs away.
"Jake" I whisper but cannot continue. He just stares at me. His eyes are soft as he takes in my face and expression.
"What's wrong Bella?" he asks and comes towards me again. I back away as I think he will try to kiss me again. That's when he stops walking. I try to find my voice but it's not there.
I keep opening my mouth only to close it again. Another few agonizingly uncomfortable seconds pass and I slowly come back and relax a bit.
Jake must have noticed for he took one slow step towards me and that's when my voice reappears.
"Jake. Don't" my voice is just a whisper but I knew that he heard me. "You shouldn't have don't that." I look up at him to see his face hard but not angry.
"And why not?" he voice was also hard but I didn't really detect any anger in there, none towards me anyways.
"Because I can't do this" I swallow, only to find a lump in my throat "I just – I – I can't Jacob. That shouldn't have happened. It was wrong." My voice cracks at some places and I keep my eyes fixed on his face.
"Bella" he says with much force "It was not wrong, it was very right and you shouldn't be ashamed. He left and is not coming back. It's not right for you to dwell over him any more and you shouldn't feel guilty for wanting to move on." As he finish talking my eyes water up and tears spill over. I clutch to my chest and finds that the hole that have not healed is tearing open and i'm bleeding. How could he say that?!
I gasp for air and grip a chair to steady myself. He comes to grab my arm gently and I jerk it away.
"Jacob please. Don't touch me…" my voice is soft and not at all harsh. And yet he looks like I have slapped him. "And I'm not ashamed I just – we can't do this. It doesn't feel right."
Jake was about to answer when the pone rang. I jumped and was about to answer when Jake took the phone and answered himself.