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Bella's Second Chance

There are many big decisions when it comes to planning a wedding. Maid of honor, Best man, who comes, who doesn't, what happens whens certain people show up,all things that this time you get to decide. In the end it'll be your story, not mine. I NEED YOUR VOTE!!! YOU VOTE COULD BE THE ONE THAT CHANGES MY STORY!!!!!! MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS!!HELP!!!!!!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!!!!!!!

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6. Chapter 6

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Earlier...Jacob's POV

I don't let her beautiful face see my tears. I don't let his ugly face see them either. I charge through the church. The ugly church. I feel the numerous eyes follow me. They're curious, criticizing stares don't hurt as much as her words do. My heart is still stinging from what she said.

I slam the doors behind me. I run to my bike as fast as I can, resisting the urge to turn into a wolf and just run away forever. To never have to deal with any of this stuff again.

I start the bike and take off. I speed down the back roads, not caring about the speed limit. It helps me blow off some steam. Eventually I near the one set of train tracks in the Forks/La Push area. My bike slows. It object to the high speeds. I ignore and push it further. The bike beneath me rattles and makes noises. It hums angrily and backfires. It slows to a speed that I could walk faster than. Eventually it stops. It stops in the middle of the tracks.

I get off of it and take a look. I'm covered in grease by the time a police car shows up behind me. The sirens and flashing lights annoy me, just like everything else. I see Charlie get out. He says something to someone in the car. I count two heads nodding.

He comes up next to me ad watches as I tinker around. I don't look at him or stand up. I just don't want him to see the tears that are still flowing. Eventually I stand up and look at him. He looks at me with a worried expression.

"Jacob," He starts, "Are you OK?" He looks at me with concerned eyes.

"Yeah of course." I pretend to brush it off.

"Jacob" He warns. I don't say anything. I just concentrate on staring at the ground. Charlie understands though. He knows my answer. He knows I'm shattered on the inside.

"Just know, when Renee left, I felt horrible. I cried, and I never slept. I don't think I ate for months. I felt like I couldn't go on. I couldn't live But after a while, I shaped up and moved on. I slowly became myself again. I didn't turn out to bad did I?"

He chuckles at this. I manage to crack a fake smile for his sake. "Look Jake," He continues, "Just know-"

The blare of a ground shaking horn interrupts him. Our heads whip around to see a train heading for us. It's coming at us faster than I've ever seen a train go through Forks.
I don't move. I'm frozen. Suddenly I realize that I don't want to move. I want to escape this whole thing. The train isn't coming fast enough. It's not hitting me yet. It's not crushing me yet. I pray that it will hit me so hard that I'll never have to face anyone else. I'll never have to deal with people in my head. I won't have to deal with Bella, or Edward. I won't have to deal with any of this crap.

Move! You don't know what you're asking! Sam yells. The rest of the pack joins in but I don't pay attention. I just stare at the train hurtling towards us. Charlie's screaming something but I don't hear that either. I just stare at the giant train the will hopefully answer my prayers.

The horn blares again. I still don't move. The train comes closer and closer until suddenly it's almost before us. The horn blares some more.My dreams are about to come true when something hits me. Hard.

It catches me so off gaurd that I fall and tumble to safety. I turn to see Charlie still on the tracks. He's on the ground wincing at the pain of something. He's holding his leg and screaming in pain, and fear. I run towards him to save him. He yells at me to stay back but he's cut off by the iron mass. There's a disgusting crunching racking sound and I look away.

When I look back I pass out.

Later...Bella's POV

"Who?! Who is it?!" I scream into the phone. Nothing but static answers me. I can't breath. Edward comes running in. He heard the hysteria in my voice.

"Mrs. Cullen?" She asks, clear as day. No static blocks her question. I gulp. I can barely answer her.

"Yes?" My voice shakes and cracks with fear. Edward hears this too and takes a step forward. He places a cold hand on my back. Little does he know he's holding me up.

"Did you know one Charlie Swan?" I drop the phone. I can't breathe. I almost faint when Edward leads me to a nearby chair. He makes sure I can sit and breathe before he quickly grabs the phone and answers for me.

"Yes she did." He says calmly.

Did. As in not anymore.This is when the hyperventilation sets in. Edward comes to my side. He listens and rubs my arm at the same time. His cool touch keeps me conscience. He nods and then hangs up. He doesn't say anything. He continues to gently rub my arm.

Eventually I look up to his eyes. They are goldenly sad. They look at me with sadness, and pity. I know the answer but I ask anyway.

"Is he...?" I can't even say it. I gulp and concentrate on my breathing. I look up again to see Edward nodding through a pool of tears.

That's when the heart attack settles. My heart rate speeds and my breath slows. I almost fall over into a faint when Edward catches me. I'm leaning on him. I take in his scent hoping that everything will be OK.

"Bella" He says, his voice make his chest under my ear vibrate. "It'll be Ok. Don't worry. I'll be here. Please don't cry."

That's when I notice tears streaking down my face. My fancy wedding make up is running down my cheeks too. I don't bother to wipe them. There'll just be more later. I cry. I sob. I ruin Edward's shirt. Edward just crouches next to me. He holds me tight. Little does he know he's holding me together.

Moments beforehand... Jacob's POV
I open my eyes to realize that I passed out. Right next to the tracks. I see ambulances and police surrounding the tracks. I see a few mourners too. Someone notices me and runs to see if I'm OK. When this mysterious person gets close enough, I see her beautiful face. It's the prettiest face I've ever seen.

Something changes. I don't know what until Sam kindly reminds me.

Imprinting. He says. That's when I realize that my life just changed. Forever. It'll never be the same. I realize that even though the train didn't hit me, my prayers were answered. I don't need to worry about any of that crap anymore, just as long as she's here.