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This is my version of Bella's cliff diving experience in New Moon, continued:

“Breathe!” A husky, anxiety filled voice barked at me. Water was pouring from my mouth, and the familiar jagged stones from the La Push beach were digging into my back. A large rock slammed into my now upright upper back, directly between my shoulder blades. More water than I thought possible flew out of my mouth as I tried to breath. I could not obey the command. My lungs were burning.
    “Breathe, Bella! C’mon!” I suddenly recognised the deep, barking voice. Jacob. My eyes flew open, desperate to see my best friend, but also out of guilt. I had not thought about him in what I thought were to be my last moments on this Earth.
    Black and red spots dominated my sight, leaving me with only a few glimpses of Jacob’s face. I expected his eyes to be filled with hate and anger, to him it must have seemed like I just committed suicide. Instead of fury, I saw desperation and tears. I had never seen Jacob so child-like and vulnerable, not even when he was sprawled across his far too small bed, sleeping.
    The rock struck me again.
    The rock was not as cold as I expected. The rocks in the water had been like ice against my skin. Everything around me had been dead cold. Nothing was warm. Although, now, I could feel heat pulsing towards me, reminding me of Jake’s skin ever since he had become a…a wolf. My skin was burning from where the rock grazed any exposed flesh of mine.
Even though the heat reminded me of Jacob, the burning reminded me of whenever he would touch me. The tingling on my skin whenever our bodies touched in any way. My brain was working a lot slower than usual, due to the lack of oxygen, but I then realised, it was no rock. It was Jacob’s hand. He was saving my life and, once again, I was thinking about Edward. I mentally kicked myself, Jake deserved better than the way I was treating him.
    An ear splitting crash of thunder and spark of lightning caused my vision to become even more impaired. One thought made me loose consciousness again, one thought brought me back to reality, and that one thought caused my body to weaken even more and smash back into the needle sharp stones beneath me.
Baseball.

(A/N: If you don't get the baseball thing, it's because the thunder reminded her of when she played baseball with the Cullen’s. Only further torturing her with thoughts of Edward.)

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