Brea stood next to Jacob...looking out into the ocean both watching the ice cold water smash up against the rocks while Bella was at Emily's place helping her cook.

Brea wore a baggy grey sweater and a thick jean jacket with leggings.... and a pair of hiking boots. Her long blonde hair danced along with the wind.... causing her to smile.

"I love coming here," Brea smiled.

"I just wanna do this differently. Smoother, but now I'm out of time," Jacob said.

"Differently....how?" Brea asked, turning to look at Jacob.

"Brea, you need to hear the truth. Understand all of your options, you need to know that I'm in love with you and I want you to choose me instead of him," Jacob sighed.

"I-I thought you understood. I don't feel that way for you," Brea groaned.

"I don't buy it!" Jacob snapped.

"What don't you buy? That's how I feel...maybe you should ask Bella how she feels about you," Brea sighed.

"No! You feel something else for me. You just won't admit it. So, I'm not given up. I'm gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating," Jacob said.

"Well, then you're not gonna have to fight long," Brea growled.

"You're rushing into it because you're afraid you'll change your mind!" Jacob snapped.

"No! No, I'm not! I know what I want...and It's Edward," Brea sighed, trying to calm down.

"You wouldn't have to change for me or Bella....or even say goodbye to anybody. I can give you more than him. I mean he probably can't even kiss you without hurting you," Jacob said, taking Brea's hand and placing it on his chest.

Brea tried to pull away...but he had a strong grip.

"Feel that! Flesh and blood and even warmth," Jacob snapped.

Suddenly Jacob slammed his lips on hers....Brea grew angry and shoved him away.

"B-Brea? Your eyes are golden!" Jacob whispered.

Brea balled her hands into fists...and punched Jacob in the face. The strength of her punch sent him flying. As she punched him in the face a loud crack echoed..... Brea had broken her hand. She screamed out in pain.

"Brea! I think you broke my nose!" Jacob cried out.

"Don't you ever do that again!" Brea growled, holding her hand.

"Brea?" A voice from behind them said.

Brea turned around and saw Bella, who looked upset.

"Bella!" Brea replied, throwing her hand behind her back.

"Emily said dinner is ready....I came out here looking for you both and saw you punch him, why? Also Edward is gonna be pissed when he finds out you broke your hand" Bella frowned.

"Jacob kissed me! And I got mad.... so I punched him" Brea frowned.

"HE WHAT?! OH BOY EDWARD IS GONNA KILL YOU" Bella yelled.

"He kissed me! A-and I was just defending myself.... right?" Brea asked.

"Unbelievable! Jake, why in the hell would you do that? And Brea what you did was a good thing! Women should always defend themselves.... especially from horny men" Bella frowned, looking over at Jacob.

"B-Because I love her! But I also love you," Jacob sighed.

"Brea, are you okay?" Bella asked, looking at her very pissed off sister.

"I'm fine! But I would like to leave! NOW!" Brea growled.

"Jacob take us home. NOW!" Bella ordered.

Brea and Bella climbed into Jacob's car.....both refused to speak to him.

Jacob pulled up to the Swan's house and moments later....Edward pulled up, bolting out of his car....slamming his hand against Jacobs chest.

"If you ever touch her against her will again! I swear to GOD I'LL KILL YOU!" Edward growled.

"Edward! Don't do this!" Bella sighed.

"OH YEAH! She's not sure what she wants!" Jacob snapped.

"Well, let me give you a clue. Wait for her to say the words," Edward smirked.

"Fine! She will," Jacob smiled.

"JACOB JUST LEAVE! OKAY!" Brea growled, stepping between Jacob and Edward.

Suddenly Charlie came running outside.

"What is going on here?" Charlie asked.

"I kissed Brea. And she may have broken her hand by punching my face! Oh she also broke my nose!...total misunderstanding," Jacob said.

"And I'll do it again!" Brea growled lunging at Jacob, but Edward quickly grabbed her.

"Dad...maybe Edward should take Brea to see his Dad and make sure she's okay," Bella said.

"Edward....would you mind?" Charlie asked.

"N-No not at all!" Edward replied.

"Dad....I'm fine," Brea sighed.

"Brea, I can see your hand from here.... it's purple and looks like a noodle," Charlie said.

"I'm sure it's just the lighting," Brea replied.

"Bella... go with her and make sure she gets checked out, please?" Charlie asked.

"Sure!" Bella smiled.

Brea threw her head back and let out a loud groan before slowly walking towards Edward's car.... and slowly climbed in.