A/N: This happens after Eclipse. It is told in Jacob's POV.
Bloodsucker or leech is referring to Edward Cullen. If there is any "bloodsuckers" or "leeches" word, it means the vampires.
Disclaimer: All characters here belong to Stephanie Meyer. NOT ME.
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It does not matter where I am heading. Not anymore. I am just running and letting my legs carry me wherever they want to. This whole business is exhausting. I am tired. Very. I am still in my Werewolf form. I do not intend to change back. Not now. Maybe not ever. I am not caring about borders of countries or anything like that. If only I could have Bella and that bloodsucker would just leave and vanish like what he did. If only. One moment, that bloodsucker had been gone, abandoning poor Bella. I was the one who healed her and tried to make her happy. You could call me her "personal sun". I was very happy and if given time, Bella could have healed and we could be together. However, that bloodsucker… He ruined everything. I had a wonderful master plan that could work. It could and would. Now, everything is ruined and Bella is going to marry that bloodsucker or Edward. I can't believe that she will actually allow him to freeze her over and transform her into a cold-blooded predator no better than a rock. In that process, that bloodsucker could kill her. Kill her. Those two words. They mean everything. In MY opinion, the word "Bella" can describe my pathetically long life. Bella meant everything to me. She was MY sun. She brightened up my day and even though she thinks that I'm obnoxious and all, I still love her and I know she loves me too. I made her realize that. However, it will no longer make much difference. She is going to marry the bloodsucker and become a cold-blooded predator. They are engaged.
Engaged. My teeth gnashed together at that word. There are so many things that I can do for her that the bloodsucker can't. My body is not a cold rock that can freeze anyone on a cold winter's day. My body is 108.9 degrees Celsius. MUCH better than a rock. I could warm her up on a winter's day, rather than freeze her to death and make her lose all her toes. Kissing me would also be much better than kissing that marble-like bloodsucker…
No. I must stop thinking about all these things. It's all over. All over. Those two words. Those two simple words are making my heart ache. My pathetic long life would have to continue. No matter what. Even if Bella is gone (or turned into a predator), I will still have to live my life as if it were normal. As if EVERYTHING was normal. That is an understatement. EVERYTHING is NOT normal. Everything has changed. In the few years. Years ago, I would be just Jacob Black, without any ability to transform into a freaky werewolf. Now, I am half-Jacob and half-werewolf. That fact has changed my life completely. More enemies. The BLOODSUCKERS. I feel like killing them. Who needs those bloodsuckers in this world to suck out life from us? Bella. Why did she choose that bloodsucker in the first place? What is so great about a ROCK?
Sigh. I have got to stop it. Edward. He was trying to be kind and everything. I suppose I could just let go…
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I've been running for ages. I guess I am tired. As I ran, I thought about everything. Maybe, maybe… I could still stand a chance against the bloodsucker. I will just have to play with what I can. This game is not over yet. I am going back to Forks and I will play this game with what I can. It doesn't matter what I lose. What have got to lose anyway? Bella is gone. With that bloodsucker. However, not for long. I will play this game and if that bloodsucker wants Bella, he will have to get past ME first...