It had been a couple months since he left, but I still felt broken. Jake helped with the holes in my heart and for the time I was with him I felt healed. The empty void in my life was filled and I was whole. But then Jake started ignoring me. He was never up at the rez when I was there. He never returned my calls and he never visited me anymore. So much to the dismay of Charlie, I started to fall back into my zombie state.

"Bella, why don't you go up to the rez and try to talk to Jake? You can't avoid each other forever you know." Charlie yelled up the stairs.

Over the past couple of weeks he had been doing everything he could to get me going again. I stomped down the stairs and went out to my truck. I shoved the keys into the ignition and heard the familiar roar of my truck starting up.

Nobody was home when I got up there so I turned off my truck and settled down to wait. After ten minutes of waiting, Jacob came out of the forest. I jumped out of my truck and raced towards him, trying not to trip. As soon as he saw me he sped up. I was in front of him before he could get to the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jacob hissed at me. I was taken aback.

"I, uh, um.. Why are you ignoring me?" I managed to get out.

"Just leave Bella okay?" I flinched.

"No I will not leave until you tell me what the hell is going on with you! I have every right to know if you are mad at me!" I shouted. He started to laugh. It was devoid of joy.

"You think I'm angry with you?" he asked incredulously, running his hands through his close cropped hair. I started to get confused.

"You know what? Forget it Jacob. I'm outta here," I turned to leave. A hand grabbed my arm,

"Wait, Bella I'm sorry okay? I want to tell you but I can't," Jacob said.

"Jake you can tell me anything," I answered look into his eyes.

"No I can't tell you this time Bells. I'm sorry," he answered.

"Jake, please! I want to help you," I pleaded. His eyes softened.

"Fine! Oh boy am I gonna get it for this one. Well you know the Quileute legends right?" I nodded. " Well there's one about werewolves, or shape shifters. Well… I happen to be a descendant of one of them so I'm one too. God I'm a crappy explainer. You probably think I'm crazy," Jake finished looking at me. I smiled.

"Jacob, I dated a vampire. Crazy is normal for me," he looked relieved.

"So, that being said how would you like to come to a bonfire tonight and meet the rest of the pack and hear all the legends?" he asked me with a goofy grin on his face. I laughed.

"I would love to Jake," I replied.

"Great! I'll pick up around sevenish okay?" I nodded. I felt loads better as I hopped into my truck and slowly drove back home. Charlie wasn't there and it was only three o clock so I went to finish my homework.

As seven o clock grew near, I started to get nervous. Would the pack be angry that Jacob had told me? Would they reject me because of the Cullen's? Anxiety gnawed at my stomach. Just then I heard a car horn and I ran outside to where Jake was waiting in his Rabbit.

"Ready Bells?" he asked. I shook my head and he gave me a grin.

"It'll be great," he reassured me. I looked out the window, watching the trees go by. When we arrived at the cliff where the bonfire was taking place, Jake opened the door and helped me out.

"Hey guys this is Bella!" he shouted. Everyone turned towards us. I blushed scarlet.

"The vampire girl?" asked one of them. Jake growled.

"Hey Bella!" shouted Quil.

"Hey Quil," I answered glad to see someone I knew. Jake introduced me to all of them and they were all nice and welcoming aside from a few teasing comments about being a "vampire girl". After we ate, I settled down next to Jacob and was instantly captivated by the Quileute legends. When Billy finished I stood up.

"I'm gonna take a walk along the beach kay?" I told him.

"Kay," he mumbled. I started along and was out of sight of everyone in no time. I looked behind me, back up at the bonfire and as soon as I did I tripped. I threw out my hands, but before I hit the ground a pair of strong, warm arms caught me. I looked up. It was Paul.

"You should really watch where you're…" he trailed off looking into my eyes. "Holy shit," he breathed.