Jacob was walking. His hands were in his pockets as his head hanged low. A small sigh exited his mouth. He watched his every step. Left. Right. Then left again. He kept on watching them and the lifted his head up and looked at his Motorcycle. He hasn't drove it in days. He figured he should take a small spin with it. He mounted the Bike and turned it on. He checked the engine and gas. He was good to go. He turned his head and heard someone calling. Whoever the person was they were only to see the side of his face. He looked forward and then placed the motorcycle in drive and started to drive ti towards a dirt path.

Jacob kept his eyes looking forward. He didn't bother to look left or right. He just kept his eyes open for what was in store for him in the front. He kept his head up high and proud as he drove the motorcycle on the dirty road. It roared with life as he sped up even faster not wanting to stop. This feeling. the feeling of power and freedom. Jacob loves it a lot. Not a worry in the world when he was on his cycle as he kepton driving. His hands turned red as his grip on the handlebars tighten; the motorcycle only went faster and roared even more. The wind that hit him powerfully did not push Jacob from the love of the cycle and driving at a high speed.

He Did not bother to slow down or bother to look what was ahead of him. He kept his eyes on the road ahead of him; watching his way. The trees that past him rapidly. The green colors pasting him like if something green was waving in his face. He settled his eyes on onoly the dirt and muddy road. As he kept on going, rocks from the back of the motorcycle shot up as the road became rocky. He grumbled at the feeling of the rocks hitting his legs. It gave him a few cuts but that didn't bother Jacob. It would heal anyways. So what was the point?

Jacob took a sharp turn to the right as he took another path going up . He looked ahead of him hoping to remember this place. This place he almost lost Bella. It was painful for him but it was a good place to think. A very good place. Jacob came there ever so often to think. Nothing horrible about that now? It was fine for Jacob but not his memories. He almost lost Bella that day. It would have killed him if he had. He loves her and couldn't live without her. As long as they were best friends nothing, nothing at all could come in between unless the bloodsuckers stopped her. But Jacob was sure not even Charlie could stop Bella to come to Jacob.

Besides Charile wouldn't do that. Charlie adored Jacob. Charlie didn't like Edward much and Jacob knew. Of course, Jacob had his own conflicts with Edward. Both of them love Bella and both of them knew it well. But Jacob was not going to give up so easily. He didn't want to. He knew somewhere inside Bella that she too felt the same way. But jacob was uncertain of her feelings. If only Jacob could read her mind. Now that could have been interesting. But Jacob could only read the minds of Werewolfs when he was in his werewolf form.

Jacob then started to slow down on his motorcycle and then came to a sudden stop. He turned off the motorcycle and placed the brake on it and got off. He patted the dirt away from his clothes and looked up at the cliff. His one and only thinking spot. Jacob then walked to the edge looking down at the water below. It was a pretty steep drop. Of course, all of the Lapush werewolfs jumped off here and into the water. They would get hurt but they healed right after. Jacob sat down on a rock as he rested his elbows on his knees staring at the cliff remembering how Bella had jumped off and he had to save her. This was a pretty rough time not only for Bella but also Jacob. He stared off thinking not noticing any noises behind him.

Jacob's mind started to wonder off but then he lifted his head hearing near footsteps behind him. He turned around. Bella.. he thought and half smiled at her. She was always a beauty. Her eyes. Her lips. Jacob just adored the sight of her. He was always fond of her - no- he loves her of course he would be fond of her. His smiled then formed to a full wide one. A thrilled smile. He hasn't seen her in a long time.Jacob looked at her.

"Hey Bella..." he replied noticing he was staring off at her. Like always. Well mostly. "I'm ok...I was just thinking over things...a lot of things" he stared at her and then half smiled. He didn't know why but he wasn't happy today. Maybe it was because Billy screamed at him because he broke another pair of shoes. Ouch. He could remember billy screaming in his ear at that fateful moment. "You?" he asked wonderinf how she was feeling today.

He looked at his motorcycle and turned back to her. "Yea...I just thought I drove around..to clear my head" he said wrinkling his nose from a sudden ich. He then looked at her and then back at the bike. He shook his head a little to quickly. "No, No!" he said. "I actually wanted some company" he said quickly then flashing her another smile. One similar to Sam's.

He grinned at her. Like always. He was always grinning even if he felt a little down today. He always seemed happy. Maybe it was because Bella made his day better. Wait. Bella always makes his day better. No matter what. Seeing her just makes him thrilled. It always had and always will.

"Sam and the pack. The vampires that came and invaded here just a while back" he said in a frown. He hated when Vampires crossed the line. It got him upset. Very upset. But he had reframed from killing Bella's vampire friends. They were trying to help her like he was trying the same. He grinned at her. "Well, If it makes you fell better, I can watch over the house for you tonight" he offered being himself.

He chuckled. "We can always ride together you know" he said flashing another smile. A mixture of his and Sam's smile. "I always like it when your around, Bells" he said looking at her with another smile. Now that was one of his own smiles. His very own smile that appeared. He frowned slightly. "Do you always need his Approval?" he asked looking at her with a straight face. Oh, If only she came without Edward letting her go. "Isn't it your choice if you could come or not" he asked a simple question with no anger attached to it.