Bella and Jacob...A different choice

A Different Choice

Jacob stopped the truck in front of my dark house, cutting the engine so it was suddenly silent. Like so many other times, he seemed to be in tune with my thoughts now.
He threw his other arm around me, crushing me against his cheat, binding me to him. This felt nice. Almost like being a whole person again.
I thought he would be thinking of Harry, but then he spoke, and his tone was apologetic.
"Sorry. I know you don't feel exactly the way I do, Bella. I swear I don't mind. I'm just so glad you're okay that I could sing–and that's something no one wants to hear." He laughed his throaty laugh.
Wouldn't Edward, indifferent as he might be, want me to be as happy as possible under the circumstances? Wouldn't enough friendly emotion linger for him to want that much for me?
I thought he would. He wouldn't begrudge me this: giving just a small bit of love he didn't want to my friend Jacob. After all, it wasn't the same love at all. But Jacob cared about her, he was patient and kind and understood her. He loved her, and I loved him enough to want him to be happy.
Jake pressed his warm cheek against the top of my hair. I turned my face to the side– pressed my lips against his bare shoulder... and we kissed. It was a sweet, short kiss.
Them he kissed me, with more passion, more roughly. When the need of oxygen became dire,  we finally broke apart. He smirked and said, " told you persistency pays off." I just smiled and blushed.
Then Jake opened the truck's door and the cool air came rushing in. "OH!" The breath whooshed out of Jacob like someone had punched him in the gut. "Holy
crap!"
He slammed the door and twisted the keys in the ignition at the same moment. His hands
were shaking so hard I didn't know how he managed it.
"What's wrong?"
He revved the engine too fast; it sputtered and faltered.
"Vampire," he spit out.
The blood rushed from my head and left me dizzy. "How do you know?"
"Because I can smell it. Dammit!"
Jacob's eyes were wild, raking the dark street. He barely seemed aware of the tremors that were rolling through his body. "Phase or get her out of here?" he hissed at himself.
He looked down at me for a split second, taking in my horror-struck eyes and white face, and
then he was scanning the street again. "Right. Get you out."
The engine caught with a roar. The tires squealed as he spun the truck around, turning
toward our only escape. The headlights washed across the pavement, lit the front line of the
black forest, and finally glinted off a car parked across the street from my house.
"Stop!" I gasped.
It was a black car–a car I knew. I might be the furthest thing from an autophile, but I could tell you everything about that particular car. It was a Mercedes S55 AMG. I knew the horsepower and the color of the interior. I knew the feel of the powerful engine purring through the frame. I knew the rich smell of the leather seats and the way the extra-dark tint made noon look like dusk through those windows.
It was Carlisle's car.
"Stop!" I cried again, louder this time, because Jacob was gunning the truck down the street.
"What?!"
"It's not Victoria. Stop, stop!
He stomped on the brake so hard I had to catch myself against the dashboard.
"What?" he asked again, aghast. He stared at me with horror in his eyes.
"It's Carlisle's car! It's the Cullens. I know it."
He watched dawn break across my face, and a violent tremor rocked his frame.
"Hey, calm down, Jake. It's okay. No danger, see? Relax."
"Yeah, calm," he panted, putting his head down and closing his eyes. While he concentrated on not exploding into a wolf, I stared out the back window at the black car.
Hadn't the Cullens hurt me enough already? When he left me, it cut a deep hole through me, riddled me up, i was inhuman for months. Did I really want to see them again? No! The loud answering shout in my mind surprised me myself, as I realized that a few minutes ago,  I made a choice,  a choice that changed me,  that gave me the strength to say no. I loved Jacob, and I wasn't going to do anything to hurt him.
I said to Jake, " keep driving Jake! Take me far from here.  I don't want to see the Cullens, never again. I won't allow myself to be hurt again.  I love you,  and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. "
Jake was speechless as he turned the truck and took it further away from the Cullens. Then he stopped the car, and kissed me once again.
" I love you too Bella, and I swear I am  never going to hurt you."

*Jake's P. O. V*

At that moment, I felt like I was connected to the earth not by gravity, but by her. I felt like there were invisible strings, holding me to her, drawing me closer to her. 
I felt a wave of pure joy run through me as I realised that I just imprinted on Bella!

Alice's P. O. V

I waited in Bella's house, hoping to see her alive, eve though I had just seen her diving off a cliff. I couldn't believe it.  Bella had killed herself over Edward. I warned him that leaving Bella wouldn't help matters. Now look what the brief had done to both of them! Bella was jumping off cliffs and Edward was so miserable that he couldn't do anything.  He didn't even talk to us and stayed far away. At that moment,  I heard the loud noise of her truck's engine, and heard her beating heart. She is alive,  I though with relief. There was someone else with her. Standing near the door, I heard everything she said. She had gotten over Edward and was leading a safe and happy life. I was really happy for her,  though it hurt me to know that she didn't want  to see any of us now.  But what else could be expected? Edward left her, hurting her badly in the process.  But she did  move on.  I satisfied me to know that she was safe and happy. Then,  I got out from a window and ran, as far away as I could.