A/N: Hi! im new to this so please review! Thanks
Just to let you know where this starts... it takes place right after the epilouge in eclipse, so after jacob runs a way. It is probably all going to be in Jacobs POV so yeah, Enjoy! (or don't just tell me about it when you review!)
I opened my eyes and rolled onto my back. I looked up and saw a dark ceiling. For a moment I couldn't remember were I was or why I was there. My life was just a blur. I closed my eyes again and remembered pain; my pain. Then it all came rushing back to me.
The day of the fight was the worst and best day of my life. The worst day because I found out that Bella was going to marry that stupid Bloodsucker. She didn't even tell me. She probably wouldn't have ever told me. I had acted like a fool, chasing her like the dog I was when she had already decided to be with him. Still, it was worth it because she finally realized that she loved me too. I knew it from the beginning when that filth bloodsucker left her. She needed someone and I was there; her shoulder to cry on.
I understand why Edward left and I know he thinks he was being noble but if you have a good thing going for you, why let it go? She'd kill for that guy. And worse she'd die for him. What was so good about him? Money? Looks? I wanted to kick myself for that. I knew she wasn't shallow, just blinded. He'd been first and apparently, that was all that mattered.
I got up awkwardly, partly because I was still sleepy and partly because I had tried to get up as a human when I hadn't phased back yet. It was approaching dawn, just like when I took shelter in this cave so I'd been asleep for about 24 hours.
I wished I knew how many miles it was because I had finally lost the connection with the pack. It had been sometime two days ago and since there weren't exactly any highway signs in the forest, I had lost track of where I was. I got out into the dawns faint light and looked at my right leg that held the thin cord for my clothes. Usually I had a pair of sweats or something tied there. Usually. At the moment, I just had the cord. I cursed, which came out as a low growl. I recalled phasing before starting my long trek but I hadn't been thinking much about how I would need clothing in the future.
I heard a grumbling and turned instinctively behind me but quickly realized it had come from me. I was incredibly hungry. That could have to do with the fact that I hadn't eaten in about a week. Depression could mess with your head… and stomach.
I made my way north, following my nose. I ended up by and empty highway. I ran along it until I found a directional sign. Apparently I was headed towards a small town outside Alberta, Canada. I ran farther until I saw a sign welcoming me to Little Alberta. Very creative, I thought as I ran faster.
I was thinking about other problems in my planning besides stopping for food. That was a big enough problem in itself considering how much werewolves usually ate. My lack of clothing kept popping in my head. I would have to steal some so I desperately hoped that this town had a clothing store. At least it was still early so no one would see me become little Alberta's first Streaker.
The town lived up to its name. It had a main street and that was about out for stores. I circled the entire area looking for somewhere less public, even if it was deserted, but there were only small cabin looking houses surrounding the area. Luckily, everything was surrounded by thick forest that reminded me of Forks.
The stores lining the street looked mostly touristy but there was a small mall that looked promising. Otherwise my choices were Bob and Bill's tackle and bait, or a shabby looking grocery store that looked like the equivalent of Wal-Mart. Daylight hadn't hit the town yet so it was close to pitch black. I crept to the back of the mall and listened. I only heard a few birds so I phased quickly and went inside.
The first store I found sold only cookware all made by hand in the village down the highway, according to the giant red sign that hung in the display window. The second shop was specialized in tools and on the third I got lucky. It was a small store that sold clothing; it looked like a boutique. I quickly got clothes that weren't too conspicuous and quickly tuned to leave. As I turned my reflection caught my eye. Whoa. My hair was past my shoulders and extremely shaggy. I had never really thought about it so it surprised me. It made me look older than I had before. Even with the extreme growth spurt. It reminded me of Bella. She had always liked my hair longer and that was why I had started growing it out again in the first place.
Voices brought me back to reality. One voice was clearly a man's, deep and raspy, like he was a long time supporter of the Tobacco Industry. The other voice was a girl's. They were just outside the store it sounded like. I could here the girl saying something about calling the police. I wasn't sure what to do. They could just be joking in which case, I should get out of the mall before they called he police on me. But what if they weren't?
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