HI-low everyone! I figured it was about time I made a Twilight fic, and since Jake is one of my favorite characters I made a little Jake/Bella angsty drabble. This is set in Breaking Dawn which will be obvious in the third and fourth paragraph.

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Jacob Black looked in the mirror.

His- medium-high cheekbones, dark rust-colored skin, dark brown eyes that are almost black, and his hair that most definitely was black and very long, silky, and pulled back into a ponytail- reflection looked back at him.

As Jacob blinked, so did the clone. As Jake raised a hand to scratch the back of his head, so did the imposture. When Jacob let his mind wander to forbidden places-to Bella- he had no idea what his refection was thinking, because he wasn't a bloodsucker with mind-reading powers as was Bella's husband.

Husband. They were supposedly on their honeymoon, and Edward and Bella were probably having… No . He dragged his thoughts away from there, he couldn't worry about Bella. No, no, no, no .

And yet, he found himself thinking of her constantly- when he was dreaming, when he was running around with the pack, when he ate, drank, watched TV, hung out at Sam's house, and even when he went to the bathroom.

What the hell was so appealing about Edward Cullen that Jacob Black did not posses? Was it his charming smile, golden hair, glittering skin, blood lust, personality that kills many, or was it just the fact he was dead?

Maybe he was right. He just wasn't the right kind of monster. Bella needed someone dead, who needed to drink animal blood to sustain from killing her, who was most likely killing her right now and shoving his cold, deadened-

Jacob punched the mirror and watched it crack and shatter as he felt his hand ooze blood and pain. Ignoring his hand, he kept his eyes on the mirror. Everything behind him in the bathroom was now oddly distorted- cracked, moved, fragments of all the shapes and figures behind him made his mind wander. Like he gave a damn, as the pain and thoughts kept his mind from going to Bella once more.

Everything in the mirror looked wrong, horribly wrong and misplaced. Looking down at his hand, Jake found that it was bleeding dreadfully fast and that bits of the cracked glass were stuck in his hand. With his uninjured hand he pulled those pieces out as to start the healing process.

A thought struck him.

That's what he needed to do with Bella. Let the memories fade as she would be dead to him soon anyways. If all went as the happy couple planned, she would be a vampire when she returned. All was at a loss anyways; it was time to let her go.

And as the last piece of the mirror was plucked from Jacob's hand and placed in the trash, he knew he couldn't do that as easily as he had taken away the glass. He was about as broken as the mirror in front of him.

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Alright, so that's my first Twilight fic ever . Please let me know what you think, I would like to know how I did.