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the middle of the night—I was
still half…asleep； maybe more than half。 I closed my eyes wearily and prayed
for a dreamless sleep。
That's when I heard the noise that must have wakened me in the first place。
Something sharp scraped
along the length of my window with a high…pitched squeal； like fingernails
against the glass。
12。 INTRUDER
MY EYES FLEW WIDE OPEN WITH FRIGHT； THOUGH I WAS so exhausted and muddled that
I
was not yet positive whether I was awake or asleep。
Something scratched against my window again with the same thin； high…pitched
sound。
Confused and clumsy with sleep； I stumbled out of my bed and to the window；
blinking the lingering tears
from my eyes on the way。
A huge； dark shape wobbled erratically on the other side of the glass；
lurching toward me like it was
going to smash right through。 I staggered back； terrified； my throat closing
around a scream。
Victoria。
She'd e for me。
I was dead。
Not Charlie； too！
I choked back the building scream。 I would have to keep quiet through this。
Somehow。 I had to keep
Charlie from ing to investigate
And then a familiar； husky voice called from the dark shape。
〃Bella！〃 it hissed。 〃Ouch！ Damn it； open the window！ OUCH！〃
I needed two seconds to shake off the horror before I could move； but then I
hurried to the window and
shoved the glass out of the way。 The clouds were dimly lit from behind； enough
for me to make sense of
the shapes。
〃What are you doing？〃 I gasped。
Jacob was clinging precariously to the top of the spruce that grew in the
middle of Charlie's little front
yard。 His weight had bowed the tree toward the house and he now swung—his
legs dangling twenty feet
above the ground—not a yard away from me。 The thin branches at the tip of the
tree scraped against the
side of the house again with a grating squeal。
〃I'm trying to keep〃—he huffed； shifting his weight as the treetop bounced
him—〃my promise！〃
I blinked my wet blurry eyes； suddenly sure that I was dreaming。
〃When did you ever promise to kill yourself falling out of Charlie's tree？〃
He snorted； unamused； swinging his legs to improve his balance。 〃Get out of
the way；〃 he ordered。
〃What？〃
He swung his legs again； backwards and forward； increasing his momentum。 I
realized what he was ttying
to do。
〃No； Jake！〃
But I ducked to the side； aecause it was too late。 With a grunt； he launched
himself toward my open
window。
Another scream built in my throat as I waited for him to fall to his death—or
at least maim himself against
the wooden siding。 To my shock； he swung agilely into my room； landing on the
balls of his feet with a
low thud。
We both looked to the door automatically； holding our breath； waiting to see
if the noise had woken
Charlie。 A short moment of silence passed； and then we heard the muffled sound
of Charlie's snore。
A wide grin spread slowly across Jacob's face； he seemed extremely pleased
with himself。 It wasn't the
grin that I knew and loved—it was a new grin； one that was a bitter mockery
of his old sincerity； on the
new face that belonged to Sam。
That was a bit much for me。
I'd cried myself to sleep over this boy。 His harsh rejection had punched a
painful new hole in what was
left of my chest。 He'd left a new nightmare behind him； like an infection in a
sore—the insult after the
injury。 And now he was here in my room； smirking at me as if none of that had
passed。 Worse than that；
even though his arrival had been noisy and awkward； it reminded me of when
Edward used to sneak in
through my window at night； and the reminder picked viciously at the unhealed
wounds。
All of this； coupled with the fact that I was dog…tired； did not put me in a
friendly mood。
〃Get out！〃 I hissed； putting as much venom into the whisper as I could。
He blinked； his face going blank with surprise。
〃No；〃 he protested。 〃I came to apologize。〃
〃I don't accept！〃
I tried to shove him back out the window—after all； if this was a dream； it
wouldn't really hurt him。 It was
useless； though。 I didn't budge him an inch。 I dropped my hands quickly； and
stepped away from him。
He wasn't wearing a shirt； though the air blowing in the window was cold
enough to make me shiver； and
it made me unfortable to have my hands on his bare chest。 His skin was
burning hot； like his head
had been the last time I'd touched him。 Like he was still sick with the fever。
He didn't look sick。 He looked huge。 He leaned over me； so big that he blacked
out the window；
tongue…tied by my furious reaction。
Suddenly； it was just more than I could handle—it felt as if all of my
sleepless nights were crashing down
on me en masse。 I was so brutally tired that I thought I might collapse right
there on the floor。 I swayed
unsteadily； and struggled to keep my eyes open。
〃Bella？〃 Jacob whispered anxiously。 He caught my elbow as I swayed again； and
steered me back to the
bed。 My legs gave out when I reached the edge； and I plopped into a limp heap
on the mattress。
〃Hey； are you okay？〃 Jacob asked； worry creasing his forehead。
I looked up at him； the tears not yet dried on my cheeks。 〃Why in the world
would I be okay； Jacob？〃
Anguish replaced some of the bitterness in his face。 〃Right；〃 he agreed； and
took a deep breath。 〃Crap。
Well I—I'm so sorry； Bella。〃 The apology was sincere； no doubt about it；
though there was still an
angry twist to his features。
〃Why did you e here？ I don't want apologies from you； Jake。〃
〃I know；〃 he whispered。 〃But I couldn't leave things the way I did this
afternoon。 Thar was horrible。 I'm
sorry。〃
I shook my head wearily。 〃I don't understand anything。〃
〃I know。 I want to explain—〃 He broke off suddenly； his mouth open； almost
like something had cut off
his air。 Then he sucked in a deep breath。 〃But I can't explain；〃 he said；
still angry。 〃I wish I could。〃
I let my head fall into my hands。 My question came out muffled by my arm。
〃Why？〃
He was quiet for a moment。 I twisted my head to the side—too tired to hold it
up—to see his expression。
It surprised me。 His eyes were squinted； his teeth clenched； his forehead
wrinkled in effort。
〃What's wrong？〃 I asked。
He exhaled heavily； and I realized he'd been holding his breath； too。 〃I can't
do it；〃 he muttered；
frustrated。
〃Do what？〃
He ignored my question。 〃Look； Bella； haven't you ever had a secret that you
couldn't tell anyone？〃
He looked at me with knowing eyes； and my thoughts jumped immediately to the
Cullens。 I hoped my
expression didn't look guilty。
〃Something you felt like you had to keep from Charlie； from your mom ？〃 he
pressed。 〃Something you
won't even talk about with me？ Not even now？〃
I felt my eyes tighten。 I didn't answer his question； though I knew he would
take that as a confirmation。
〃Can you understand that I might have the same kind of situation？〃 He was
struggling again； seeming to
fight for the right words。 〃Sometimes； loyalty gets in the way of what you
want to do。 Sometimes； it's not
your secret to tell。〃
So； I couldn't argue with that。 He was exactly right—I had a secret that
wasn't mine to tell； yet a secret I
felt bound to protect。 A secret that； suddenly； he seemed to know all about。
I still didn't see how it applied to him； or Sam； or Billy。 What was it to
them； now that the Cullens were
gone？
〃I don't know why you came here； Jacob； if you were just going to give me
riddles instead of answers。〃
〃I'm sorry；〃 he whispered。 〃This is so frustrating。〃
We looked at each other for a long moment in the dark room； both our faces
hopeless。
〃The part that kills me；〃 he said abruptly； 〃is that you already know。 I
already told yon everything！〃
〃What are you talking about？〃
He sucked in a startled breath； and then leaned toward me； his face shifting
from hopelessness to blazing
intensity in a second。 He stared fiercely into my eyes； and his voice was fast
and eager。 He spoke the
words right into my face； his breath was as hot as his skin。
〃I think I see a way to make this work out—because you know this； Bella！ I
can't tell you； but if you
guessed it！ That would let me right off the hook！〃
〃You want me to guess？ Guess what？〃
〃My secret！ You can do it—you know the answer！〃
I blinked twice； trying to clear my head。 I was so tired。 Nothing he said made
sense。
He took in my blank expression； and then his face tensed with effort again。
〃Hole on； let me see if I give
you some help；〃 he said。 Whatever he was trying to do； it was so hard he was
panting。
〃Help？〃 I asked； trying to keep up。 My lids wanted to slip closed； but I
forced them open。
〃Yeah；〃 he said； breathing hard。 〃Like clues。〃
He took my face in his enormous； too…warm hands and held it just a few inches
from his。 He stared into
my eyes while he whispered； as if to municate something besides the words
he spoke。
〃Remember the first day we met—on the beach in La Push？〃
〃Of course I do。〃
〃Tell me about it。〃
I took a deep breath and tried to concentrate。 〃You asked about my truck〃
He nodded； urging me on。
〃We talked about the Rabbit〃
〃Keep going。〃
〃We went for a