Bella's POV
"Isabella!"
I jolted awake from my sleep hearing a familiar voice.
"Who were you dreaming of?" I saw Jake sitting beside me on my bed, staring at me with a weird look on his face.
"Am I dreaming?" I doubted, confused between reality and my nightmare.
"You were smiling…" Jake took my hand in his. It burned when his lips brushed my skin as he kissed it softly.
A feeble whimper escaped my mouth. He was too cold like a dead man's body. I found myself in his embrace before I could even realise.
"I don't like it...I don't like it when you smile in front of others." His calm voice sent quivers down my spine as he whispered to my ear.
"Jake?" I gasped in disbelief. Why was he talking like this suddenly? I was definitely not smiling in my sleep while watching such dreadful
