I am not SM. That is why I'm here.

A/N: read and review plz...


He knew one thing for sure.

He was never enough to stop the women in his life from walking past him. They always left behind wounds, raw and sore.

He wasn't old enough.

He was too young to remember the face of his mum when she was laid to rest. So innocent that he believed that she was sleeping.

He wasn't quick enough.

His friends always teased him that he was slow on uptake. They were right. He failed to realize that his sisters detested their house and planned to bolt as soon as possible.

He wasn't enough.

From his heart beating seventy two times a second to his 108 degree temperature, from his smile to his tears, every little thing that screamed 'Jacob' put together was not enough to make Bella stay (at least alive).

He wasn't important enough.

He did not have enough reasons to make Leah stay when she wants to pick up and leave. He knew that adding his name to the list of reasons won't make any difference.

At least he was smart enough this time to realise this:

His soul was not enough to be shared with Nessie for it was scarred too much.

But now he also knew how much time he had before the next loss hits.

Oddly this seemed fair enough.