First story ever, anybody? I'm gonna confess to a huge amount of bullsfly in that I've never read these books. I'm just in it for Taylor Lautner's fantastic abs. Hah. xoxo. Just kidding.

I really haven't read the book, but I do rather like the character. In any case, writing this is neither intended as a work of art or any serious fancrush fiction. It's just for the sake of fluff and I wanted a character to put in place of it all and since Jacob Black fits in there.. why not? He's young, he's hot, and he's.. muscular. My god, those fantastic abs. Someone tell me they agree with me.

Anyways, here it goes:

Disclaimer: Really... nothing's mine except Ruby, the protagonist you will meet later in this story.

So shut yer worryin' and enjoy the damn story.

Affectionately Yours

The silky appearance of white passed his eyes and Jacob did not even bother to look up. He was too tired of everything and too dead to feel anymore pain from being where he was. Bella smiled widely and beautifully, but not at him. Edward returned the gesture from where he stood, full of happiness in her face as Charles walked his daughter down the aisle. It was truly a happy day indeed, but not for Jacob.

Seated at the back row, he watched as the woman he loved walked out of his life and forever into the arms of another man, a Cullen, no less. The family has accumulated their share of wealth, but they did not stop there, at least not until they pushed the Native Americans into a dead end. The Quilette Reservations housed the few number of Native Americans who were simply too stubborn to leave and Jacob Ephraim Black was one of them.

The fact that the Cullen family was a bunch bloodsuckers did not help the feud between them at all, but civilized interaction was a necessity for those shape shifters who were Bella's friends. After their marriage, Bella and Edward would leave. When Jacob heard the news, he thought he would jump in joy if it didn't mean that the love of his life would be leaving as well. Then again, he found that he never really knew the meaning of joy and at this rate, probably never will. Carlisle seemed to be the most civilized of them all, but appearances were deceiving. After all, he was the prime instigator of the whole affair. The vampire had learned about the power of money early on in life, which had been centuries before now.

He had, time after time, used his money and power to keep the Native Americans off vampire land, no doubt allowing passing vampires to feed off innocents. Jacob never trusted the treaty enacted between the two opposing sides anyways, who knew what dirty secrets lay beneath everything that had happened?

He wondered if Bella wanted him to stand up and object when the priest voiced the famous lines, but he didn't. His knees were too weak to even stand and it had taken him everything not to let the tears flow down his face. Leah, who sat next to him, gripped his shoulder reassuringly, to which he merely smiled before leaving the chapel. He couldn't stand to see them kiss, not like the last time they had. The lips he had once touched with his own were dirtied by another man, and Jacob would never let that happen if Bella didn't love Edward so much.

He let out a scream when he slammed the door shut on his truck. The Native American gripped tightly at his black hair and growled as he slammed his fist against the steering wheel. When he finally regained his cool, all he could think about was driving away. To where? He didn't know. Anywhere, but here. His truck sped through the road leading to his land, but Jacob hadn't actually planned on going home. The seventeen-year-old rested his head for a second before leaving his truck, allowing his feet to step onto the soft grass of the forest that would lead to the meadows overlooking the cliff.

Jacob didn't really plan on dying, but he was damn tempted to give it a try. Many times his friends have taken on the brave (or stupid) task of feeling the thrill that would come when one comes diving towards the ocean, but he never thought of trying. Now he couldn't think of why he hadn't done so when Bella first told him that she would marry Edward. He had loved her so much. He gave her his heart, his soul, his loyalty, and this was what she gave him: nothing. The waves crashing into the stones looked so... chaotic, but at the same time, they seem to be calling him. He wanted to be swallowed up by the dark sea so that he didn't have to worry about anything else.

Love, it hurt so much for the first time that he didn't want to try again. Would he love another as much as he loved that pale, clumsy girl? Would he be able to forget her? To stop thinking about her? His heart rammed against his chest as he took a shaky step forward and closer to his death. The violent winds blew against his dress shirt, now pulled out of his pants and unkempt. He didn't remember a time when he wanted to eat ever since he heard the news. He felt so weak that-

"WAIT!" Jacob's head jerked back towards the forest, charcoal eyes meeting with that of chocolate brown. The voice sounded so sweet to his ears, as though he has been waiting to hear it for his entire life. "DON'T JUMP!"

His heart stopped as he took in the sight in front of him. The olive complexion against the midnight blue sleeves of her blouse. Her ebony curls unraveled before him as she ran as fast as she could towards him in heels and slacks. The world around him disappeared and for that moment, he could almost feel the earth spinning, his breath leaving his body, another second ticking by, closer to death, closer to life. He forgot about everything and thought of nothing. The pain disappeared as if that dark part of his past had been snipped away by a pair of scissors.

Time to start anew, Jacob Ephraim Black.

He felt lighter, as though he were floating on some type of cloud. Some type of euphoria filled his chest, drowning him in some strange emotion that he had never felt before, not even with... her. The mere thought brought him crashing back to reality as it hit him fully. His feet were not touching the ground and behind him, he could hear the sound of the crashing waves grow louder. Jacob snapped his eyes tightly shut, waiting for it to come. Before his death, he heard himself asking:

Could I ever love her as much as I did Bella?

The answer was no. Even though he didn't know her name, his soul mate, Jacob didn't think he could love anyone so much that his love for Bella paled in comparison.

I don't usually say this because it seems to add a lot of pressure on the reader to review or something, but it would be nice to hear some feedback.

1. Did I go horribly wrong on some grammatical rule?

2. Is it simply terrible as a storyline? Is anyone confused?

3. What did you like about it? What are you looking forward to?

Kindly answer if you would, but I won't bite ya if ya didn't.