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JPOV

Running away never sounded so pleasing before. Running away from everything I had grown to dislike. It gives me a weird high. I can't begin to explain it.

I don't hear any of them; vampires, werewolves, or even Bella. I don't want to hear any of them, except Bella. Why couldn't she have chosen to stay human? Chosen to stay human with me?

Did she really need him to survive? I doubt it. I don't think she thought it completely through.

Gah! Why can't I stop thinking about her? She made her decision. She chose him. Isn't that enough reason to forget her forever? Why does this have to be so complicated?

I keep thinking of the last time I saw her. She came to me when I was still recovering from the fight. She had told me that she had made her decision; she told me goodbye, forever.

I took a deep breath. Forget about her, I told myself. She made her choice, that's it, it's done. She's not coming back for you. Get over it.

I looked up at the sky, it was a vew moon. I pushed my speed faster. I had been running for a few days. I knew that I was well into Canada by now. I looked up at the sky again. The twinkling stars winked at me, telling me everything was going to be fine, I made the right choice. She was going to marry that bloodsucker. She was going to become one herself, too. She was going to be disgustingly beautiful and seductive. And don't even let me forget about the horrid smell!

"Who's there?" a voice called out, I couldn't be sure whether it was in my head or out loud, it had been so long since I heard any speaking.

"Who is there?" the voice got angry. This person didn't like being ignored very well.

"I know you hear my thoughts. I can hear yours!" Shit, he can hear my thoughts.

"Fine. I'm Jacob. Happy?"

"Humph... Jacob, huh?"

"Yea, Jacob." this guy was really getting annoying.

"What are you? How come we can hear each other's thoughts?"

"I'm not going to tell you. I have no clue why."

"Well, where are you?"

"I'm in the woods, other than that, I don't know."

"Tourist?"

"In a way, yea."

"Okay, is there a river to your left?" I looked to my left, then to my right.

"Nope, my right."

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Don't move."

Great, I get to scare the crap out of a boy. Fun stuff, fun stuff.

"I'm here. Where are you exactly?" I saw a littler gray spotted black wolf next to me.

"I'm right in front of you." he jumped and whimpered at my tone.

"I'm sorry, Jacob. I didn't realize you were a wolf too."

"Happens all the time," I brushed what he said off. "How many of you guys are there, boy?"

"Five."

"What tribe are you from?"

"The Sioux tribe. We live over there." he nodded his head farther north.

"I lived in LaPush with the Quilete tribe."

"Lived?"

"Long story, one that I don't want to go over right now."

"Okay."

"Are there vampires near here?"

"Yea, they call themselves the Cotes."

"In my hometown, we dealt with the Cullens and their hostile visitors." then I thought of her. I saw her leaving me that last day. The boy winced at my memory.

"I'm sorry, man." was all he could say.

"Yea, well, I wasn't as important to her as the bloodsucker was." my thoughts were cloudy again, I could think clearer now.

"If my tribe comes looking for me, don't tell them I'm here anymore, say that I left. The leader will be Sam."

"Okay, but why will they be looking for you?"

"Because... because I ran away, okay. Happy? Do you have to know everything about me? I just couldn't stand being there with all of my memories of her and everyone feeling sorry for me. I just couldn't handle it, okay?"

"Okay, we'll hide you, relax."

"Thanks."