A/N: I felt Jacob's pain one day and decided to write. I always write from Bella's perspective. :) Again, I am not Stephenie.
Jake
Jake. That one single word, that one name made me feel so many different feelings, but right now, all I felt was helpless. Jacob Black was in horrific pain, and I could do nothing. He was my best friend, and as I'd discovered recently, I loved him. But I could never fully comfort him again. He was practically being tortured by inner turmoil. And all because of me. I was so selfish. I wanted nothing more but to run to him and give him what he needed. But I couldn't. I'd already practically broken him. And there was no way I could exist without Edward. There was no question about how much I needed Edward. Yet Jake needed me. How could I choose? I already had – but the consequences were still just as painful as before. Was it better to completely cut him out of my life or could we still be friends? At this point, was being friends possible? Would he even want to be friends with a soon-to-be vampire?
I signed, letting the questions surround me.
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