A/N : This is my first fan fic. Please enjoy!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight would I really be on a fansite for it? Use your brains people.
Chapter 1- Running
Jacob's POV
I kept running.
I didn't know where I was going but I had to leave the awful thoughts of losing Bella .
It was bad enough that the bloodsucker was going to turn her into a disgusting leech like himself,
but did Leah really have to bring up the possibility that he might be too tempted and kill her?
Now her changing was terrible - a true tragedy and waste - but the chance that he may kill her put a burning taste in my mouth and a red haze that was nearly blinding.
However, this was not the greatest factor for me running in my huge wolf body as far as I could from anyone who could say Bella's name and send a ripple of agony through my already tortured heart.
The reason I left was to get away from the truth of it all: Bella was going to marry that thing ... her Edward.
I mean it wasn't completely personal, the hate I felt toward Edward. We're natural enemies.
I'm a werewolf.
He's a vampire.
Every time we werewolves come close to any vampire, even their icy, sickly-sweet, smell triggers the instinct to rip. To tear. To kill.
These days I try not to think about Bella, but it seems unavoidable.
Just today Edward sent me a wedding invite- against Bella's wishes- saying :
Jacob,
I'm breaking the rules by sending you this.
She was afraid of hurting you, and she didn't want you to feel obligated in any way.
But I know that if things had gone the other way, I would have wanted the choice.
I promise I will take care of her, Jacob
Thank you - for her - for everything.
Edward
This letter was between layers and layers of see-through flowered paper - much too expensive for Forks.
I tell you this vamp is into gloating.
Why the hell would he ask me that?
I f anyone should be asking, it should be Bella . On normal, not done-up paper; in her normal, casual handwriting.
But this damn vampire will marry her, whisk her away, then turn her into one of them.
But I won't let that happen.
I'll fight till her heart stops beating.