I was a wolf.
So was he.
I saw him.
He saw his girlfriend.
I imprinted.
He bought her flowers.
I walked towards him.
He kissed her.
So sweetly, as if she were his whole world.
Like he was to me.
My heart broke, as he stepped away.
His foot faltered, he kept walking.
I followed.
He stepped into a lovely Rabbit.
I looked at my red, beaten up, truck.
I felt my heart rip even further as they drove away, I felt cold.
So cold.
I felt a warm sob rip from my chest, Sam looking at me questioningly.
Sam knew, and when I ran, he followed.
Don't tell, I cried behind me as I ran, don't tell him what I saw.
He didn't respond.
Sam, was only fast enough to find my cold, dead, body before the La Push rain washed me away.
He was there at my funeral.
Sam told him. Sam told him.
He cried over my grave.
He left his girlfriend.
He felt the hole in his chest, the one that killed me.
Only a month later, he followed me.
I don't own Twilight.
I think… this is kind of a reverse Jacob/Bella situation…. But Bella's a wolf.
She sees him with his girlfriend, and dies of grief.
Just a little plot bunny.