AN: I don't own the awesome song, 'Pain' by Three Days Grace. I also don't own the characters of Twlight.
(If I did, I would be rich and not writing fanfiction...)
Pain
Pain, without love.
Jake ran through the forest. Pain. It's destructive. Likewise, was love.
Why couldn't Bella realize that she liked him? Why couldn't she see that he was better for her than that vampire? He had hurt her so badly, the scars on her soul would never heal completely. And yet, Jake growled deeply in his throat, that bloodsucker, was welcomed back with open arms. Didn't she realize the pain he caused her? The pain she causes me?
He sped up, the trees flying by in a blur, trying to escape the glaring pain he felt. It wasn't working.
Pain, I can't get enough.
It's true. Even though it cut him so deeply, he had to be with Bella. He couldn't just leave her with that leech. He loved her, it was a curse. Imprinting… Why? It wasn't even worth him trying. He could tell by the way she looked at the pale, corpse of a soul. She would never like him that way. He should just leave. But he couldn't. There was always that chance, no matter how small it seemed. He had to be with her. It was a thirst, something that could only be filled by her. Bella.
Pain, I like it rough. 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all…