I belong wherever I want to be.
When I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark - on both of you.
Do you have a multiple personality disorder?
Bring on the shackles - I'm your prisoner
The only reason I left was to protect you.
"What are you thinking?" he asked curiously. I looked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth. "I'm trying to figure out what you are."