I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear.

Of course, you’d warm up faster if you took your clothes off.

Only you could be more important than what I wanted...what I needed. What I want and what I need is to be with you, and I know I'll never be strong enough to leave again.

I was consumed by the mystery Edward presented. And more than a little obsessed by Edward himself. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I wasn't as eager to escape Forks as I should be, as any normal, sane person would be.

But... when I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave it's mark - on both of you. I'm not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can't blame either of you for something I made necessary. I may gain forgiveness, but that doesn't let me escape the consequences.

There was a different ending to New Moon originally. It was a much quieter book. It was very much all in Bellas head.

Please don't run away. And, um, I'd rather you didn't kick me again either.