So this is my new fic! I'm excited to see how this progresses. I was really happy and surprised at how my first fanfic progressed and only hope that this one has the same amount of positive feedback. This is a Jacob/Angela love story and a spin-off of Bittersweet. So I hope you enjoy it and please don't be afraid to give me your opinions. Reviews are the best thing a writer can get!

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Jacob

Bella Swan.

Bells.

My Bells.

The girl of my dreams.

How I love this girl. It tears me up inside that she chose that leech over me. I thought after we shared that amazing kiss on the top of the hill that she'd finally realize I'm right for her. After I declared my love to her that she'd realize that she had options and that her choice would and should be me. Maybe in some way she did realize she loves me and that's what I've always wanted. But I wanted her to realize she loves me and want to be with me. She chose him though. They're getting married. And then she's― and they're- I can't even say it. I thought I had time. Time to change her mind. Time to make her see that I'm everything good and his nothing but bad. I love that girl so much it hurts and now she's getting married to some other dude- not just another dude― a leech. The idea of it all destroys me from the inside out. I have never felt the kind of pain that I did when she spoke the words.

"I'm choosing him Jake. You know I love you..."

How I wish it was enough! The pain I felt, that I still feel, is worse than being punched in the face. It's worse than the pain inflicted with your first phase. It's even worse than having the whole half of your body's bones shattered and then re-broken a thousand times. I knew she was marrying him. I overheard them talking about it. I knew she chose him. She told me so. But it all hadn't sunk in until the day that wedding invitation arrived at my house. The mere audacity of that action. I couldn't believe it. I was shocked both by the fact that she even sent me an invitation and even more so I was shattered by the realization that all my pleads and bargaining had been for nothing because in the end she chose him still. The pain is unbearable and indescribable. I was willing to fight for her. I wanted to make her see that the life she would chose with him would mean she needs to give up everything. With me she needs to give up nothing. But my pleads were wasted and now I'm left with nothing but a broken heart and an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.

It's been over a month since I've been home. And since I've been in my human form. I'm so far gone that I'm starting to lose my sense of humanity. I hear my brothers in my head but I never respond. They're worried about me. Dad especially. But I can never go back there. Everything about La Push reminds of Bella. All the places she fell down because that's just what Bella did. She fell down on any smooth surface even. The dirt track we used to take our bikes out on. My house. The garage. Emily's house. The beach. The cliffs. That place is exactly why I left. Because it reminds me to much of her and what I will never have with her. I thought that for one second we could be together. That she'd finally give up on the fantasy of being with him and choose a normal, healthy, living life with me. I can protect her just as he can. Even more so. I can love her unconditionally. I can give her kids. Her parents grand kids. I can make her happy. I'm everything that is good for her. She wouldn't have to give anything up for me. She would be my forever and always. I could be her moon, her sun, the best husband and best friend she could ever ask for. I could have given her all of that. How did I fall so deep into this? Maybe Embry and Quil and everyone else were right. What if I was pushing her to hard? Maybe if I hadn't pushed. Maybe if I was just a little patient, if I had a little more time.

Keep going over and over in your mind about this Black, it won't change a thing. My Pack brother's voice filled my head.

Shut it Paul!Embry growled.

I'm just saying. You should be happy; at least you're rid of the leech loving tramp.

Shut the fuck up! I growl, feeling more animal than man. You have no idea what you're talking about so just butt the fuck out. And don't speak about Bella that way.

And he still defends her. When will you ever learn? This is why I keep opening my big mouth. She's not even your imprint and you're acting as if your world is ending. Get the inch long stick out of your ass, stop feeling sorry for yourself and get your stinkin' ass back on the Res. And Paul phased out.

Don't listen to him man. Quil speaks up.

Yeah, take as much time as you need. Sam says.

But we miss you Jake. Embry says. Everyone does. So please come home. Soon.

I don't say anything just try my best to block out my Pack brothers until they finally get the message and phase out. As much as I hate to admit it, Paul is right. None of the other guys would say it but I know they're all thinking it. Paul's the only one with enough balls; or maybe it's just because he's a dick and doesn't really think before he speaks, to say it out loud. Bella isn't my imprint. She isn't my soul mate and we're not destined to be together. But oh how I wish she were. How I wish I could just have looked into those big brown doe eyes and just have my world shift. Have gravity tie me to her and only her. How I wish she could be my sole purpose on this earth. Be the person I'd do anything for, be anything for. How I wish she could have been my forever after. My everything. My imprint. My soul mate.