Twisted Jacob Black
AN: Ok so I'm TOTALLY Team Jacob. I kind of made him the bad guy in this one, but not really. This is only because I feel sorry for him and want him to be with me instead (I know he's a book character. I was kidding) and I'm a little bit weird cuz death and dark stuff like this fascinates me. This is what would have happened if Jacob in fact had gone crazy without Bella. I know this level of violence is out of character but I think of Jacob as a violent paranoid schizophrenic or something. I got the idea from a quote I heard from a game called Twisted Metal Black. And all the people in the game are violent crazy people so since it was my inspiration I feel like Jacob should be the same way.
So DISCLAIMER- I do not own any part of the Twilight series or that amazing game. (P.S. italics are flashbacks. Except for the quote right below. That's the quote that inspired this.) ALL HUMAN!
"They say the mind bends and twists in order to deal with the horrors of life. Sometimes the mind bends so much it snaps in two."
I sat still on my rusty, lumpy bed, staring at the dark wall opposite me. The broad iron door to my left slowly creaked open. Several men and a woman walked in. One man held leg-cuffs, another, a straight jacket. I kept still, continuing to stare at the wall. The men surrounded me and began to restrain me, not like they needed to. I haven't attacked anyone sense the first month I was here. But I was expecting this; it happens every day, three times a day, for meals. What I wasn't expecting was the sweet, familiar, voice of a woman.
"Wait, don't put those one him." As her words registered in my mind, I looked at her. And for the first time in god knows how long, my eyes focused on something.
"Look lady, you're new here. This low life has been here for 8 months, you don't know how he'll react." said one of the guards.
"When was the last time he was violent?" the woman questioned. The guards shut up then. I've been good and they know it. She drew closer, if her voice seemed familiar, it was nothing compared to her smell. I inhaled deeply and my eyes fluttered closed. So sweet. Lavender, strawberries, and a hint of vanilla. My eyes shot open when I heard her voice in front of me.
"Jacob." God, she even breathed my name like her.
"Bells," I whispered, a smile playing on my lips. Her expression turned confused. It wasn't her. But god she reminded me of her.
"Uh….no. My name is Lily. I'm your new nurse." I really thought it was her. The love of my life. My world. And the reason I'm here in this insane asylum. "Here Jacob," she handed me a plate of food and put a fork in my hand. "I'm not going to feed you, Jacob. You can do it yourself."
She was so like my Bella. Knowing I can take care of myself. But it wasn't her. This woman's hair was auburn and short, not dark brown and long. And her face was too narrow, her nose too big, and her cheeks weren't flushed red. But her eyes. They were the same chocolate brown. I stared into those eyes and my head slowly cocked to the side. A grin slid across my face as I whispered "You have her eyes." I heard the guards whispering about how that was the most I've said since I've been here.
Lily's brow furrowed. "Whose eyes Jacob?"
My smile only grew wider. "My Bella." Calling her 'My Bella' again out loud brought back memories of how I ended up here.
"I love you Jacob. So much it hurts. But I love Edward more. I choose him Jake. Im so so sorry."
"Bells, don't…don't do this. Please." I begged through ragged tears. I can't live without her. I'm in too deep.
"I'm sorry Jake. Good bye. Forever." I took one last look at her tear streaked face just before she placed a small kiss on my lips.
I stood back and watched her leave. As soon as she was out of earshot I broke down. I screamed the tears from me trying to relieve the pain in my chest. She walked out. Again. But this time, for good.
Days after Bella left my life, I've been feeling odd. I mean not only am I completely heartbroken and alone but I also feel so empty. My mind is blank. I can almost feel it bending. It's the only way I can deal with this. This pain. I'm going crazy without my Bella. I'll eventually go off the deep end.
"Jacob?" my father asks, for the hundredth time this week. But just like every other time, I stay silent. He is getting worried, I know it. But I just can't bring myself to care really. My mind was completely void. It has been for a while. I remember hearing once that the mind bends and twists to deal with the horrors of life. Well sometimes it bends so much it breaks. I don't know the exact moment my mind snapped. All I know if that ever since it did, I've been having strange thoughts and dreams. Dreams were I go to the Cullen's house and kill every single one of those fuckers. One by one. Sometimes I strangle them. Sometimes I drown them. But I always save Edward for last. And I always kill him as slowly as possible. I promised myself that one day, they won't be dreams anymore. I'll make them real.
I walked up the long winding road toward the Cullen's house. Their front door was unlocked and I walked in. I smiled to myself, piece of cake, I thought. I silently made my way down the hallway, hearing the TV on in the living room. I snuck up behind the only Cullen in the room, Alice. I put my hand over her mouth to keep her scream from being heard. I wrapped my arm around her tiny neck and twisted. With a sickening crack she fell limp to the floor, dead.
I quietly made my way to the kitchen to find the mother Esme washing the dishes in the sink, her back to me. Too easy, I thought to myself. I slowly made my way behind her. I grasped her neck and forcefully plunged her head into the water. I held her under until the bubbles stopped and she went limp in my arms. I need to make all this quicker, I told myself. I rummaged through the drawers until I found a perfectly sharps wide knife. I smiled to myself, perfect.
I made my way through every last one. Carlisle was in his study. I came up behind him and slit his throat. He was dead in seconds. Rosalie was quick, I slit her throat to. Jasper was finished after I stabbed him a couple of times. The big one, Emmet, was a little harder, he put up a fight. But I stabbed him in the abdomen once and he went down. It was easy then, I simply grabbed the hair on his head and tilted it back. Then I slowly and deliberately slid the blade along his throat. But Edward wasn't home. He was the only one I really wanted. But I wanted to save him for last. I want him to suffer like I suffered. I want him to see his entire family dead.
I stood, knife in hand and drenched in blood, when I heard the front door open. I made my way to the hallway, thinking it was Edward. I stopped when I heard a blood curdling scream. I then saw Bella run to kneel next to Jasper's bloodied corpse. I smiled to myself, proud of my work. She then looked up at me. Her eyes danced between the knife in my hand, my bloody clothes, and my face.
"Jake! Wha…what did you do? Don't say you did this! No, Jake…please don't say you killed them." She said, tears falling down her beautiful face.
I took several slow steps toward her. With I huge smile on my face I said "I did it for us Bells. With them gone, we can be together. Don't you get it, hun? You're free Bells. They're all be gone. We can finally be together." I drew even closer my arms outstretched. I couldn't keep the smile off my face. I was too happy. Me and Bells will be together now. As soon as I end Edward, we will be together. As I stepped nearer, her expression changed to pure fear. She stood up rapidly and backed up until her back was against the wall. I halted my approach. Why was she so afraid? Then I heard a gasp behind me. I turned to see none other than Edward Cullen. Oh, he would pay for placing such fear in my Bella. i started toward him. Then I suddenly felt a huge throbbing pain on my head as a lamp was crashed over it. I fell to the ground, and just before I blacked out, I heard Bella's terrified whisper. "Who are you?"
"Hello? Jacob?" I snapped back to the present at the sound of Lily's voice. The room only held three other people, two guards and Lily. I guess the others left during my flashback. I looked again into her chocolate brown eyes. Instead of seeing Lily, I saw only Bella. Only Bella's fear and rejection. I felt the anger swelling up in my chest at the memory of her hate filled eyes. Of her terrified whisper. Anger, no, rage is something I haven't felt in 8 looong months.
"You remind me of her." Lily smiled at that. She felt complimented. She must know who Bella was and how I felt about her. What she doesn't know is how much Bella will pay for rejecting me once again. "If I can't have her, no one will. And Cullen won't see another day." I said in a hoarse whisper. My eyes were focused on the fork in my now shaking hand.
"What?" Lily asked. I shot my eyes upward to look into her eyes again. She look confused. I grinned and her eyes widened. I chuckled as a plunged the fork deep into her chest. She gasped and fell to the floor. The guards lunged but I was too quick. I grabbed one around the neck and snapped it. Just like what I did with Alice. I stabbed the other guard in the stomach and he went down. Just like Emmet. I finished him off then went to kneel next to Lily's weakening form.
"Why?" she said in a small voice.
"You remind me of her. Of what she did. She'll be dead soon too. Along with Edward Cullen." I said calmly with a small grin. Before I stood up I thrust the fork one more time into her chest and twisted for good measure. I slowly stood up and walked to the door. I glanced back at the dark iron room which was my home for the past 8 months. Then I confidently walked out the door, leaving Lily behind to bleed out. I left the asylum determined to finish what I started.
AN: I know that this was really dark and creepy but the game that was my inspiration is a dark and creepy game. I hope you liked it. Sorry if it disturbed you a bit. And no I am not goth. Im just a little weird i guess.