The characters in my story belong to Stephenie Meyer, not me.
With my arms wrapped around my chest, I continued to pace the floor and glance out the window, watching for any sign of him. I had finally managed to stop crying, although it left me with a horrible headache and swollen eyes. It had been three days since Jacob had run off and Edward's subsequent disappearance. I was frantic with worry, not only because of Jacob, but because of Edward too.
Even after all of the conflicts between him and Jacob, Edward had sent Jacob an invitation to the wedding, against my wishes. I really thought it was a considerate gesture on his part, but I had been angry. Angry at Edward for telling Jacob, angry at Jacob for being such an adolescent werewolf but mostly angry at myself for continuing to hurt them both. How had I gotten to this point? How had I fallen in love with two very good people at the same time?
I still remember how Edward had deliberately allowed Jacob to overhear our conversation in the tent that morning in the mountains as we were about to begin the fight with the newborns. In his pain, Edward had stepped out of character. The torn howl of grief that escaped from the russet wolf that morning still echoed in my ears and would haunt me forever, but not as much as Jacob's kisses would. I touched my lips gingerly as I remembered the fire those kisses had left, along with my longing for more.
I peered out the window again, willing Edward to be there, but he wasn't. In my anger and pain, I had cried all night for the loss of Jacob that night as he lay in his bed mangled and in pain himself. His pain my pain. He had recovered quickly, but his pain from Edwards note had driven him past reason. He had disappeared. But that didn't change anything except make my pain even harder to bear and Edward guilt ridden.
I jumped in the bed and pulled the covers up over my head. I turned my head and screamed into the pillow as I remembered that night three days ago after I found out that Jacob had ran off.
"Edward how could you?" I cried out in pain. "I specifically told you that I didn't want to hurt Jacob by sending him an invitation."
"Bella, Bella, listen to me. I didn't intend for him to react that way." His butterscotch eyes pleaded for me to understand. "I just knew if things had been different and he had been the one to win your heart, I would have wanted to know."
"I know Edward but I didn't want him to find out that way. I guess I was being a coward. I should have talked to him myself." I wrapped my arms around my chest. Edward noticed the gesture. "No one knows where he is and can't even get in touch with him through that wolfy mind reading thing."
"Bella, I am so sorry." He sadly shook his head. "I admit that I am glad that you are mine and that you consented to be my wife, but I can't help but think that Jacob is the way your life should go. For one thing, he has a heartbeat. You can have children and grow old together. I have seen you in anguish over him Bella. It is obvious you love him." I opened my mouth to argue, but he gently placed his fingers against my lips. "Granted, I know you love me too. But be honest Bella, if I didn't exist, where would you be right now?"
"Ohhhhhh!!" I moaned in frustration. "I need a human moment." I headed for the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. Looking in the mirror, I began muttering about arrogant vampires and adolescent werewolves.
After washing my hands and face, I returned to my bedroom to find it empty. No sign of Edward anywhere. I rushed to the open window and called his name. There was no answer, only the hoot of an owl and the chirping of a couple of bullfrogs. I pulled my head in, dropped into my rocking chair and began to cry.
Now look where I had gotten myself. My soul mate was gone and my personal sunshine was gone. I wrapped my arms around my chest. A sickening feeling ran through my body as the hole began to rip open again.
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