What happened in those 10 minutes were blurry memories. I try not to remember that event, but no matter how hard I try those moments come up like vomit. It's easy to forget about the living but the dead is like this huge roadblock at every thought you make.

It's easy to lose somebody. And I lost him. He slipped out of my fingers like silly putty. His warm smile is 6ft underground.

Flashback:

"Look, Jacob you know you'll never get her, she just doesn't love you that way," Sam teased.

"Shut up don't talk about her, it's bad enough her little bloodsucker can read my thoughts and badger me for the rest of my life, so just don't," Jacob angrily retorted. I could just barely hear the brewing fight.

"Don't ever tell me to shut up, Black, I'll whip your little tail so hard you'll go crying home to the chick you can't seem to get," Sam snapped. By now this wasn't a conversation it was more of a verbal fight.

"Look, don't get all up in my Barbecue Grill because your jealous since I have a somebody who has a normal face!" Jacob pushed even more of Sam's buttons.

"Oh, you've done it now Black," Sam exploded on Jacob. Just as I was walking through the back screen door when, Sam transformed into a wolf and knocked Jacob onto the next century. Jacob got back up and went full on for Sam. Of course Sam being Sam Jacob was rejected off of Sam's body like a trampoline.

End of Flashback

BPOV

I'm sitting in the funeral parlor with Jacob in a cold wooden casket. I felt alone, with Edward out hunting I had no one they're other than Billy, Charlie, and a couple of Jacobs school friends. Billy got up and wheeled himself over to the podium.

"Thanks to all of you who came out here…..," Billy whimpered quietly