Dear Agony

Chapter 1

Two hundred and twenty miles away from La Push, Washington stood the town of Langley, British Columbia, Canada. The town was surrounded by woods, which is exactly what he wanted. It looked as though there weren't a lot of attractive females, even better. The last thing he needed was another distraction from his true potential.

A russet colored wolf surveyed the area through the trees, snarling, knowing he probably should go further than Langley. Something told him to stay here, that over two hundred miles was far enough. All he wanted was an escape from the pain that was slowly eating him alive.

Was it so hard to believe that, even being a male, he had deep feelings nobody could understand? He remembered Leah's words, knowing how bitter the woman was, especially since her cousin, Emily, stole who she thought was the love of her life –Sam Uley, the pack's alpha- away. Leah should follow her own advice because, as far as Jacob was concerned, she was no more over Sam than he was over…her.

Even over two hundred miles away, Jacob still couldn't escape the pain and rejection, looking up at the night sky in wonder. Why was fate so cruel to him? Why would fate deliberately send an angel his way, only for her to fall for a bloodsucking leech? Jacob snarled, the thought of Edward Cullen making his skin crawl and his blood hot with rage.

He wanted to rip Cullen limb from limb, but knew that would only hurt…her.

He couldn't fathom saying or even thinking her name, knowing that would just make another explosion of pain course through his body. Jacob had to move on and get over her, which is why he left La Push. Sam understood, as well as the rest of the pack, but Jacob knew deep down they all thought he was a coward for running away.

All because SHE didn't choose him in the end.

He could still hear her words in his head echoing repeatedly like a record skipping on a player.

I love you, Jake, but I can't live without him.

She wanted to be a bloodsucker, something he still and would never understand. How could she want to live off of animal's blood for the rest of her life? How could she want her heart to stop beating and her skin turn cold as ice? As far as Jacob was concerned, when she finally did decide to become a bloodsucker, he would be ready to end her misery.

He had every right to do it because of the treaty. It clearly stated that if any of the Cullens bit a human, the truce would be over. She couldn't believe it and tried telling him if she chose that path, it had nothing to do with him.

None of that mattered though.

He warned the bloodsucker who stole her away from him. The treaty would be null and void, which would leave Edward Cullen unprotected and Jacob could finally exact his revenge. Feeling the bloodsucker's throat in his mouth as he tore it open would be the greatest feeling in the world.

The more Jacob thought about it, the more he wanted to feel the bloodsucker's icy blood in his mouth, a growl escaping him. He still couldn't believe the audacity of her bloodsucker to send him a wedding invitation, as if silently driving that knife deeper into his heart. The whole 'I win, you lose' silent statement. It was politely written, but Jacob knew what the true meaning behind it was.

Edward had gloated about her choosing him over a dog and that just pissed Jacob off even further.

I will rip him apart! Jacob thought angrily, running through the woods at top speed, gaining a second wind as he tore through the trees, the ground thumping beneath his huge paws.

Jacob stopped briefly for a drink of water at a nearby spring, his ears perking up at the sound of something in the far distance. Raising his head, Jacob's dark eyes watched as a woman ran through the woods, dressed from head to toe in black. What the hell was she doing out here in the middle of the night?

Moving gracefully and without a sound, Jacob headed in her direction, deciding he would follow her in case something happened. He was a protector of all humans and decided this was the perfect distraction, eyes narrowed in focus. Though he couldn't help thinking what an idiot this girl was for running in dangerous, dark woods in the middle of the night.

Jacob didn't have a hard time keeping up with her, seeing how much she stumbled, and coughed several times in his wolf laughter. He thought he would stay a wolf, having decided that the moment he left La Push, but it was obvious just from the crying coming from this girl that she needed help. She definitely wasn't coordinated and reminded him of…

No!

Jacob wouldn't think about that and pushed those memories to the far recesses of his mind, needing to focus on protecting this human. He saw her scramble for the bag she'd brought with her, eyebrows furrowing in thought, wondering if he should phase into human form. Would it scare her more than him being a wolf?

He honestly didn't know.

Her head snapped up when a snapping of twigs echoed in the near distance, immediately scrambling up, wincing at her hurt ankle. She had to get away and fast, feeling as though her heart would leap out of her chest at any given moment and land on the ground before her. Limping, she used the trees to keep her balance and to push her forward, trying to see what was in front of her, hating that it was pitch black outside.

There was no moon on this night.

"Please…please see me through this…" She whispered into the cold night, finally falling to her knees as the tears cascaded freely down her cheeks.

Her entire body shivered from the cold, even though she was dressed in a black hooded sweatshirt with black jeans and fingerless gloves. It didn't matter, this was Canada and it was always nearly freezing at night. She wasn't used to this weather and probably never would be, wishing for the hot climate of Texas.

Jacob watched as she curled up in a tight ball on the ground by a tree, knowing she would freeze to death since little snowflakes began to fall. It didn't matter that it was early June, not in Canada. Sometimes it snowed in La Push during June, it just depended on what the weather wanted to do.

Sighing, Jacob waited until she was asleep, watching her chest rise and fall evenly, and lay down beside her. He knew his one hundred and nine body temperature would definitely come in handy, feeling her instantly cling to the warmth he provided. Jacob let out a deep grunt, already feeling her shivering subside, and made sure to curl up against her so she didn't lose any toes or limbs.

Wherever this warmth was coming from, she didn't want it to end and curled further into. A deep, trembling sigh escaped her lips as she slept soundly, exhausted from the running she'd done. While she slept, Jacob surveyed her ankle and frowned, knowing it was badly bruised. He decided he would be sticking by her, though wondered why she was running.

Judging by the tearstain streaks on her cheeks, Jacob had a feeling she was running away from something or someone. From what he could see, since his vision was perfect at night, she had long honey chestnut colored hair that fell over her shoulders and bunched up on top of her head. She had black fingerless gloves on that looked like they wrapped tightly around her wrists, sparking his interest even further.

Jacob.

He sighed, hearing Sam's voice in his head, knowing he was worried sick. I'm fine, Sam. He was busy looking over the girl, knowing she couldn't have been anymore than sixteen years old, reaching his paw up to place over her folded hands on top of her chest.

Jacob, you have to come back to La Push. What's going on? Sam could feel like Jacob wasn't paying attention to him, pacing back and forth in the woods, looking over his shoulder at Paul and Jared.

Jake, man, it ain't the same without you. Jared whined, sniffing the air, knowing he was far away from La Push, at least in human speed. To the wolves, they could probably reach him in two hours tops.

Should Jacob tell them about the girl? He already knew Sam heard his thoughts and mentally cursed; sighing heavily when Sam began demanding what he was talking about. Paul shook his head, his sleek black and white fur shining in the moonlight, wondering why they were out here when it was obvious Jacob didn't want to come back.

What girl are you talking about, Jacob? Sam ordered, knowing Jacob couldn't deny the alpha an answer he demanded to know. Where are you?

Langley. Jacob was trying to bypass what Sam really wanted to know, desperately wanting to be left alone, but knew the pack wouldn't allow it.

What girl is he thinking about? Paul demanded, his temper already flaring, though curiosity was definitely peeked since it wasn't Isabella Swan.

The moment Paul thought that name; Jacob closed his eyes painfully shut, the devastation overtaking him all over again. Sam sighed, feeling his fellow member's agony, and wanted growled angrily at Paul. Jared lowered himself to the ground, planting his paws as the claws came out, and lunged at Paul as they both toppled into the woods.

Morons. Sam thought angrily, deciding to let Jared and Paul release their anger, even though Paul really needed to learn to control his thoughts. Jacob, you didn't answer my question.

Leave me alone, Sam. I want to be alone right now. Jacob bit back a howl, knowing he couldn't wake the girl up, especially the dark circles under her eyes. That told him instantly she probably hadn't slept in days.

Sam was going to murder Paul slowly and deliberately as the connection was abruptly cut off, deciding he'd see what kind of damage Jared did first. Jared was pretty tough when he wanted to be and also one of Jacob's best friends. A chocolate brown wolf came trotting up moments later, having heard the rumble in the woods.

I heard what Paul did when I phased. Quil said before Sam could question him, both of them looking at the area where Jared and Paul disappeared to. How's Jake?

The same, though he mentioned a girl. Sam briefly wondered if it was Bella, immediately pushing that thought from his mind, knowing she was with the bloodsuckers.

A girl? Now Quil was intrigued, wagging his tail back and forth. Do you think...?

No, Bella is on the other side of the treaty line. She wouldn't come here, especially with the wedding and whatnot. Sam was sure of it as he headed back to La Push, knowing Emily was expecting him back.

It was supposed to be his night off from patrolling, though with the pack split in half…things were tense to say the least. Seth and Leah refused to follow Sam, for obvious reasons, and Paul's temper was nearly uncontrollable. Jared and Quil were Jacob's followers and best friends, so that made it even worse.

How's Claire? Sam asked, deciding to change the subject, not wanting to talk about Jacob anymore.

She's fine, growing up fast. Quil sighed, knowing the pack didn't blame him for imprinting on a two year old. He couldn't help what the process did, especially since it was ostensibly supposed to be only legend.

Sam nodded once and walked behind a tree, phasing moments later as he slipped his shorts on, tying the band that was around his left ankle to his wrist. It was the only way he could carry around the shorts so he wasn't naked. Quil was on patrol tonight, so he ran off, needing to find Jared.

Who was this girl that Jacob mentioned? Sam couldn't help thinking about it the entire walk back home. Emily was probably sleeping, hoping she wasn't angry at him, but he couldn't help being worried about Jacob.

Bella Swan had really messed him up physically and emotionally. Sam hoped she never stepped foot on Quileute lands again. He wouldn't be responsible for what happened if she did or her bloodsuckers for that matter. Sam knew what it felt like to have his heart ripped out of his chest and stomped on because he felt that way when he had to break things off with Leah.

He truly loved her, but knew he belonged with Emily due to the imprinting. It shattered him to break her heart, but there was nothing Sam could do, it was simply out of his control. Every day Sam felt pain and guilt because he had to look at Leah, who was part of the pack, and see how much hurt she still felt from his betrayal.

"Sam?" Emily's sweet voice called from the distance, his thoughts instantly vanishing.

"What are you doing out here?" He demanded softly, picking up the pace and finally arrived, walking up the porch steps where she stood waiting for him. "I thought you were sleeping."

"I was worried about you." Emily replied, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand, staring into his eyes. "You know I can't help it."

Sam sighed gently and pulled her into his arms, hugging her close, nuzzling her neck. Not only did he have to feel guilt every time he looked at Leah, but also whenever he looked at Emily. She had scars all down the right side of her face, remembering that horrific night, swallowing hard.

He phased in front of her during an argument they were having and Emily was standing too close when it happened. Sam immediately phased back and took her to the hospital, thinking he'd lost her for good. When Emily assured him she wasn't angry and loved him no matter what, Sam knew instantly he'd made the right decision, as hard as it was leaving Leah.

"You have to stop worrying about him." Emily murmured, knowing it was hard because Sam thought of Jacob like a brother, along with the rest of the boys.

Jacob was his closest though for obvious reasons, mainly due to the fact that Jacob should technically be the alpha of the pack. It was in his blood from his great-grandfather, Ephraim Black, who was the one that originated the treaty with the Cullens to stay off Quileute lands and to maintain peace between the shape shifters and vampires. Ephraim was the alpha of the pack back and Jacob was supposed to take that position once he phased, though told Sam to keep it.

"He'll be back. Come on, let's go to bed." He guided Emily inside, looking over his shoulder, and hoped Jacob made it back safely, still questioning who this mystery girl was.