Hi, I'm Ari. I just got inspiration, and decided to write New Moon from Jacob's point of view. Since this is my first fanfic, I apologize if it's horrible. Title is unoriginal, I know, but I can't make those things. Constructive criticism and reviews would be much appreciated.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Twilight series, nor do I wish to.

After I changed, Sam showed me something. Something I didn't want to see -- but probably would have asked to, sooner or later. And I saw it, through his eyes, undiluted, just as she was before the others got to her, started talking to her, asking questions. I saw what she had become. Curled up on the forest floor, looking like one of the undead ... as if her grip on life, her reason to be alive, was gone. Edward, I thought scathingly. I was furious.

I knew, I knew that, even now, she was still in love with him. The way she cringes whenever we get close to talking about him means that she can't forget. And I hate it. I hate him, that stupid, bloodsucking leech that left her broken, her for making me feel like this, and, most of all, me.

Why? WHY?! I love Bella. I love her so much … but I am no better than Edward. I'm hurting her, pushing her away. And, for all the love I claim to have for her, I can't even heal her wounds; much less fill the hole in her heart that he left. But if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that Edward doesn't deserve her. Not anymore. Not after he abandoned her. Bella was like Humpty Dumpty – she couldn't put herself together again. Smiling grimly, I recall the old nursery rhyme, humming it to myself. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men, couldn't put Humpty together again …