“And you can sleep on the fucking couch tonight……love!” I yelled while punching him in the face again.

I stormed off into the bedroom and sat silently on the bed, everything was going through my mind, how bad is this? How often do we have to go? How many different men do I have to sleep with? How many women will Jacob sleep with other than me? What the hell has he fucking done? I may get to sleep with Edward Cullen and there the damn stupid thought came into my head.

I wondered if he had tricked his lady friend into the society the same as Jacob did me. I suddenly recalled Tanya’s face and questioned if the two most beautiful people on the face of the planet cannot make it without having sex with other people, what chance does the rest of the world have?

“Bella love” Jacob called while knocking on the door.

“I warned you about calling me love” I screamed back through.

“I didn’t think it through Bella, I’m really sorry” there was no sorrow in his voice at all.

“HOW OFTEN?” I yelled.

“What do you mean love?”

“How often do we have to go?” I tried to compose myself but I really wanted to slam the door off his damn head.

“We have to go at least once a week” I nearly fucking choked on my own vomit, at least once a week AT LEAST ONCE A FUCKING WEEK.

“I hate you Jacob Black, just leave me alone…..GO”

“Bella baby, please, we have to talk”

“Oh you want to talk now the contract is signed and I have no say in the matter, gees how fucking gentlemanly of you, Jacob just go before I say something we will both regret”

“Baby” he pleaded, which annoyed me, he was pleading more at the fact he was screwed if I refused to go back, which I considered a lot, but then Claire’s words hit me strong (FATAL) someone had actually died because of the society, how many? One, ten, a hundred? The thought petrified me.

Somebody actually died for their need of sex with someone else, how wrong is that?

I was not going to die because of Jacobs wants and needs and I would work a way to get out of this, I will find that clause were nothing can be done and damn it, Jacob Black will be a dead man if I don’t, as a matter of fact, Jacob Black will be a dead man either way.

It was time to read the full contract again, there had to be something I was missing, it was over a hundred pages after all.

“Jacob make use of your pathetic self and go get me that contract” I doubt he dared reject me anything right now.