BPOV

Five days, five fucking days i had spent reading through the damn contract i scaled the pages a hundred times but couldn’t work out what i was missing.

I threw the contract to the side of the bed in a fit of rage “of course they aren’t going to fucking put clauses in, they don’t want any fucker to leave” i yelled at the top of my lungs.

Jacob came running through “found something?” he actually turned white….fucking as WHITE as me at the thought that i had got us out of the situation, i loathed the ground he walked on – wanker.

“Oh you just love that i cannot find a way out of the mess you got us into, well damn you to hell Jacob Black, i will find a clause and when i do……oh……you’re going to damn well pay”

“Bella do you really believe i want this, if your unhappy then i am” i turned red i felt my blood boil and it took every ounce of strength i had not to jump off the bed and put a stake in his heart.

“Well this time last week weren’t you just saying to me we needed to take a break? I damn well wish i took you up on the fucking offer” the swearing coming out of my lips was driving me insane, but he had me so worked up i couldn’t help it.

“I explained that to you Bella, you knew i didn’t mean it, please don’t be like this” one deep breath later and some ten seconds later Jacob has a lump on his head from the lamp i had just whacked off his head…..fucking telling me not to act a certain way.

“Shit Bella” Jacob called while blood poured down his face

“It’s a fucking graze Jacob, deal with it” i called while walking out the room, i didn’t want to look at his damned annoying face.

The dreading evening

We pulled up to the mansion and i felt the goose pimples rise on my arms; Jacob had a grin the size of Mount Rushmore on his face till he noticed me look and quickly frowned, needless to say i punched him in the side of the face, he didn’t utter a word – the boy was learning.