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He ran as fast as he could, wet air and leaves flying against his tan skin as he dodged every tree in front of him effortlessly. Keep running,he thought. He knew no one could hear him anymore and right now, he was thankful for that. He didn't want anyone to know.
Bella was dead. It was his fault.
She had jumped off of a cliff last night, after the bloodsuckers left. Jacob swore to protect her, and he had failed. He didn't understand how anyone could be so in love with one of those leeches. That was where he was going—to kill Edward Cullen. He was only a few miles away from their house now, well withing reading distance from him. Come and get me, he thought angrily, knowing Edward would hear him. When he cleared the trees, he was standing in the field behind their home. Obviously, the message was heard because in front of him stood the vampire.
His pale skin had the faintest sparkle to it, and his amber eyes were prominent—he must have recently hunted. Jacob didn't care if that meant he was stronger, it meant a better fight for him.
"Jacob, please listen to me," he said, voice soft and warm. "I didn't know-"
"How could you not know?" Jacob thought, his wolf form only yards from Edward.
"I didn't think she would kill herself! Believe me, if I thought that than I wouldn't have left."
"She's gone now, and it's all your fault," he growled as he pounced forward, knocking the vampire to the ground. They wrestled for control, rolling around on the ground gnashing their teeth. Finally, Jacob ended on top of Edward once more, his figure shrinking into his human self.
"She's gone," he sobbed, hands covering his eyes. His naked human form curled against Edward's chest. At first, the taller boy was shocked that his enemy—this werewolf—was laying on him, bawling his eyes out. His next reaction was that this was his dead girlfriend's best friend, to which he had to help. He scooped him up in his arms, ignoring the fact that he wasn't clothed, and carried him inside. It's a good thing everyone else is out hunting besides Alice. He knew she wouldn't mind.
"Ed, is everything ok—" she began as she rounded the staircase seeing him enter the backdoor. "I'll get some water."
Jacob was carried upstairs to Edward's room where he fell asleep on the couch before Alice returned with the water. He covered the sleeping figure with a blanket and let him rest. Edward, why is this dog here? And why the hell are you being so nice to it?
"This is the last tie I have to her, the last tie I have to Bella. I'm not willing to let go of everything. Just explain that he needed someone when Carlisle and them come back." Alice walked over next to him and put her icy hand on his shoulder.
"Caring for Jacob won't bring her back, Edward."
"I know, I just don't wanna let go."