This is my first attempt at writing fiction, I guess I will learn as I go. I am hoping for reviews to that end.
Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I'm just a bit obsessed with it.
Falling
This isn't how it's supposed to end, Bella thought, beads of perspiration rising on her brow. She could feel a void opening up under her feet as the family she had come to think of as her own drove off into the night. The taillights grew smaller and then winked out as the last luxury sports car rounded the bend, carrying Edward out of her life. At that moment Bella felt herself receding, and her knees melting, then she crumpled to the ground.
Here we go again, thought Jacob as he scooped her up and dumped her gently into the passenger seat of her old pickup truck. The young werewolf didn't know whether to be angry that the bloodsucking creep had hurt her yet again, or grateful that she'd inevitably turn to him for comfort, the way she always had, ever since they'd become close friends on the beach at La Push.
Jake turned on the radio, and wouldn't you know it, "Brown-eyed Girl" was playing. She was his brown-eyed girl, his, but he was her second choice. Could he really open himself up to her again, after all she'd put him through? He'd asked himself this question many times before, and the answer had always been yes, until now. Now he felt unsure. If they were meant to be, shouldn't it be easier than this? Could he really live the rest of his life wondering when Edward would return, and what would happen when he did? Even if he had some sort of guarantee that the vampire was gone for good, how would he feel knowing that Bella was secretly pining for another, even as they built a life together? Jake knew from past experience how he would feel when she got that far away look in her eyes. He didn't deserve the pain, the unending jealousy, the humiliation of knowing he wasn't enough.
Somewhere out there, there must be a girl who will feel about me the way I feel about Bella. In Jacob's heart, something shifted, a door closed, and he was filled with both sadness and hope, even a little pride in himself. He was worth more than Bella could ever give.
Bella stirred, and then opened her eyes. She looked at him and he saw her tear up as she remembered where she was and why. With a soft moan, she reached for him, her best friend. ..
