Jacob, you're my best friend. You promised me...
Yes. I promised I was never going to hurt you, and this is me keeping that promise. Go home, and don't come back, or else you're going to get hurt.
The hardest part is feeling… out of control. Feeling like I can’t be sure of myself—like maybe you shouldn’t be around me, like maybe nobody should. Like I’m a monster who might hurt somebody~
If I was a Bella I would say that I don't really care what you are because you're beautiful for me. I always gonna love you even if you're seeing yourself like a monster. You're not a monster, Jake. You're a beautiful person and I'm proud of you.