Here's the first installment of the sequel to Falling Slowly.
It's on the short side, but I promise the next one will be longer.
The next one won't be written like this either, I just wrote it so you could get taste of both main characters.

Well I hope you enjoy.
Leave reviews of what you think so far :)

Jacob ran as far as he could away from the Winter's house. He couldn't fight the unwanted pain he felt again, the same pain he felt when Bella chose Edward over him. He never wanted to feel that pain again. He never thought that anything could hurt more than that right now.

The way his chest felt like it was collasping, he couldn't breathe, he didn't know how to. His body ached in places he never knew existed, he needed to feel her one last time. He wanted to feel her cold, fragile lips upon his aching hot ones. He needed to see her eyes staring up into his, she was so hard to read and comprehend, but that was what he loved about her. He loved the way her face would flush whenever she was nervous or embarrassed. He loved making her blush, it was so easy for him to do. He loved her gentle little voice, and the way she smiled. It brightened up the whole room. He missed her warmth, her sweet scent of roses with a tint of freesia.

He was in love with Amanda Winters, and he thought she hated him. He always knew he would never end up with the girl of his dreams. Even when imprinted was granted with the love in return, he knew his imprintee could never love him. He was bound to being lonely for the rest of his werewolf life.

He let out a loud howl, letting out all his emotions out. He knew he had to return back home soon, school was still in session and he couldn't fail out like he wanted to do. He didn't want to return to the sympathetic glances from the pack, and he didn't know how to react with Amanda.

Whenever the pack would phase, they were very careful not to show any unwanted images of Amanda to Jacob. Embry or Rhiannon sometimes would let it peek through for a split second, but it was like Amanda never knew he left according to the memory.

Jacob would repeatily ignore the words the pack would think towards Jacob. He didn't want them to talk to him right now, he just wanted to be by himself.

Jacob considered never returning, but whenever he would think about Amanda, he didn't need to think twice.

He would return for her, even though he thought she hated him. He just needed to see her again, he needed her to love him back. And he would try his hardest for her to. Even if it meant he would have to climb the highest mountain, if she wanted him to, he would in a heartbeat, especially if it meant that he would finally gain the love he longed for.

Amanda couldn't think straight with Jacob gone, he had been gone for almost a month and a half now. She would laugh and smile whenever she thought she needed to, she didn't want anyone being concerned of her well being. Even though Amanda was still with Adam, she felt like she had a huge whole in her heart. She felt like her heart wasn't even beating, she was numb everywhere. She needed Jacob, he was her anti dope to this sickness known as a heartache.

The nightmares she used to have were now returning. It wasn't like the ones with Silas, but this time it was much more terrifying. She didn't know why, but everytime she woke up she would be crying, shaking and dripping in sweat. It was never that bad before, but ever since Jacob left they have been more frequent, and almost like it was happening at that exact moment. After a few seconds the nightmare would vanish without another second thought, she could never remember what the dream was about.

She was falling slowly into herself without realizing it. She was desperate for Jacob to come back into her life, she missed him. Rhiannon was almost pulling into herself more frequently, Amanda thought she blamed her for Jacob running away. But she took full responibility for that, and was ashamed of how she reacted to the whole situation.

She promised herself never to run away from anything again. Even if it meant she would die in the poccess, she wouldn't run, she would face her fears.

She would never run away from love and Jacob Black ever again.

That is if he ever returned back to her.