A/N: This is obviously set before Breaking Dawn. It is also my first Twilight fanfiction. I'm not quite sure where this is going, so bear with me.
Prologue
All relationships have a beginning, some are odder than others. There are many ways outsiders perceive a relationship; age, race, gender...and species. All of those traits have ordinary sides and they all seem to be against me. Fate itself seemed against me and since when have I ever fit in?
My name is Jacob Black.
I've been rejected by the one who meant the world to me.... I put my soul, my heart, into her hands and she broke me. She's the perfect puppet master, the strings attached to my fragile heart are under her complete control. That is until they snapped and wrapped tight around my neck.
Bella Swan, my dear Bella. Who could ever imagine beautiful Bella with the Beast?
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Writing seemed impossible, breathing hurt, thinking managed only to anger me. Everything was more intense than ever and yet in a way it all felt useless. When your only love rejects you what's left to live for, when everything around reminds you of her smile, her laugh, the smell of her skin. The only thing is the memories, and those hurt most of all, like thousand of needles stabbing away at your heart. I swore, over and over, that I would never move on.
I can't tell you how many pencils I've broken trying to write her one last goodbye, I had to move onto pens but I had no luck with those either. They simple crumbled under my shaking fingers, I still have the ink stains.
Frustration, anger, sadness, depression. Those are some of the reasons why I finally ran. Destination, I didn't care. Result, life changing.
But.
I guess everything changes, eventually.
I just never expected to fall in love with the enemy.