Disclaimer (I do not own any of these characters, Stephenie Meyer does)
This is my very first fanfiction, so be nice :)
CHAPTER ONE
The Long Road
It would be the longest road that I had ever been down, or at least it seemed so at the time. My heart was pounding in an attempt to break out of my chest…but I didn't have to worry about that anymore. It wouldn't be an issue now. It's kind of an odd feeling not having to worry about my bodies reactions. You see with Jacob that wasn't a problem, it kind of became one of the final factors in my decision. Being with someone shouldn't be so hard and with Edward I had to watch myself.
With Jacob I could be myself.
Jacob couldn't hear my heart pounding when I came near and he certainly couldn't read my every movement. And best of all I could breath. I could gulp up the air at any rate I wanted. He wouldn't notice, he wouldn't even know it wasn't him breathing in so rigorously. I know this sounds confusing but it really isn't. You see Jacob and I are one, we are soul mates and apparently without my knowledge this is how it worked when your one true person was a werewolf.
The funny thing is he doesn't even know yet that I chose him, and worst of all neither does Edward. Although I assume on some level that they do already know, some how they just would know. I'm not looking forward to what lies ahead of me and that is why this will be the longest road that I will have ever gone down. I need to talk to Edward and he is waiting right at the end of it. I can actually see him right now, because he isn't rushing to me is the reason I know that he already figured out my decision.
I know Jacob knows because he isn't following me from behind the woods anymore. He knows that he won, ever since that kiss. He knows that I chose him over my sweet Edward.
I'm ranging in on about one-hundred yards from him now, he can feel my pulse, he can smell my blood. Once he told me that my sent was unlike any other, that it striked his senses in a manner not capable of being put into words. I was his and he was mine. I guess it will always be that way on some level, but for my sake I have to push that at the back of my mind. Pack it away for a while.
I love him, but I have to leave him.
I was getting closer, the air started getting colder. My eyes were closed and my fists formed balls to my sides. I could feel a hole ripping across my chest forming a wound that I knew could never be healed. I'd felt it before.
I stepped up to him as close as possible without actually touching him. I knew if I got any closer then things would have gotten out of hand. I took in his sent for one last time. Sweetness filled my nose leaving a tingly sensation. I'd miss that. My mouth opened and I spoke.
"Edward, there's something I need to tell you"