"Jacob…"
I see her. She's just out of my reach. Just a little bit further.
"Jacob, I need you…"
I'm almost there, Bells. Don't worry. I'll keep you safe.
"Jacob, I'm fading. Time is running out."
I go to grab her. To hold her and never let her go.
My arms will be your savior, Bella.
I touch her and she turns to dust. All that is left is the necklace I gave her, wrapped around my fingers; the wooden wolf nestled in the palm of my hands.
All of the pain, the anger, the sadness… it all comes at once. My chest starts to heave and I go to throw the wretched thing from my grasp.
But wait, I see something.
"…Bella?" I mutter into nothingness.
It's an awful sparkle, a bad smell in my nose, a heart that beats no more.
It was Edward Cullen.
"She won't walk this earth with a rosy touch to her cheeks for long, Jacob. I'm winning."
I clench my teeth together, but not for long, because the wolf in my hands ignites in flames. I drop it and watch it fall, disappearing without a trace. I let a low growl emit from the depths of my throat. That was it, the last straw. He is the epitome of all the hatred I have for those bloodsuckers. They take what is not theirs. They use what they have no right to. Bella never deserved how he left her broken. I was going to show him how a man dealt with a boy.
Age has no authority here.
I charge at Edward as fast as my human feet are willing. His eyes never left mine. He just stood there with his hands behind his back. He wasn't even trying to put up a fight. Ridiculous, too easy.
Suddenly there is no Edward, but cliffs. Before I could stop myself, my toes hit the edge and I plunge forward into the darkness. Without Bella, there is bleak, endless black. Losing all hope, I close my eyes and await my lonely, miserable death…