Scars
The first time you see me, all you see is the scars.
The second time you see me, you see Emily with the scars.
The third time you see me, you just see Emily.
That's what I told everyone.
And it was true.
The boys had stopped noticing them – had stopped trying to stare at them without me or Sam noticing.
Kim and Leah were also used to them.
Heck, even Bella didn't stare 0 but then again, she had the same scars as me, only hers were on the inside, only showing through when she lost her tight control on her emotions.
When she would think that no one was watching her, or someone mentioned the Cullen's – especially Edward.
She was worse than Leah – Leah, who lost her fiancé to her cousin – who was her best friend.
No, Bella had lost a lost more.
And, in those rare moments when her pain got away from her, it was plain to see to everyone, that she was far from healed.
Her scars were still raw, still bleeding.
It would take a lot on Jacob's part to heal her.
At lot of his magic.
A lot of his heart.
But he was willing to do that – he loved her that much.
Sam told me once, that Jacob's love for Bella rivalled an imprint, but it was enslaving – he could still think about things, still do things, and a thought of Bella wouldn't enter his mind.
But, for an imprint, it was all about the imprint. Every little thing revolved around the imprint.
Jacob didn't have that – yet he chose to think those things sometimes. He chose to be almost imprinted on her.
She was lucky.
Jacob didn't love all that easily – not after his mom.
Not after his sisters ditched him.
Once she had finished healing, she would realise that.
But right now, the pain of her loss – the loss of her first love, the loss of her first possible future, the loss of a boyfriend who ditched her for reason, the loss of a family, the loss of close friends – consumed her.
But not forever.