I don't own any of the characters from the story, except Kittredge! The story is going to alternate, each is going to be in the other's view. Starting off with Jacob, then going to Kittredge. I'll alert if that happens to change. Enjoy! :)

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I stood outside of the door, my body quivering violently. Bella's screams had died down long ago, and I didn't hear a sound from the room. However, I smelled blood. A lot of blood. My stomach churned nervously as I waited for Edward to walk out, holding the little leech baby with a stupid smile on his face... But that didn't happen. Then I heard Alice scream out as loud as she could, and it was the most horrifying noise I had ever heard. She and the others rushed past me and threw the door to the room open, entering and slamming it behind them. I stood there dumbfounded, not sure what was going on. But I couldn't stand here while they were in there, and I was alone out here. My hand shook rabidly as I walked towards the door, grabbing the knob and twisting it slowly. Pushing it open, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I stepped in. And the second I opened them, I wished I hadn't. The sight before me... was hideous, grotesque. Something out of one of those amazing horror movies. Except this wasn't amazing. "…Fuck." was the only word that I uttered, as I stumbled back and hit the door. Blood was everywhere… Bella's blood everywhere. I looked at what seemed to be left of her body lying on the table, and became even more terrified as I looked. Her stomach was ripped open completely, and the remains of that leech baby lay inside. Her ribs were broken to pieces, shards sticking up. I had to tear my eyes away from the gore, to look at the others. Alice had her head lying on the table next to Bella's body, her body visibly trembling. Jasper was kneeling beside her, his arms wrapped around her. The look of discomfort on his face was apparent, but he held his breath anyway. The blood had to be driving him crazy. If he went for so much as a taste, I swear…

My eyes quickly shifted to the pale figure sitting in the corner of the room, grasping at the wall behind him. Edward sat there, writing in agony. His eyes were bulged out of his head, he was almost gasping wildly. Then he let it out -- a shrill wail of agony. It shot through my body, as I felt my legs leave the floor beneath me and I slid down the door. My body was trembling wildly, and I knew I couldn't contain it. I felt my skin explode, and I was standing there on all fours now, panting. I matched his wail; with the only noise I was capable of making. I howled loudly, and it gurgled off at the end as I walked towards the table. Her arm hung loosely off the side, her fingertips grazing the floor. I stepped to her hand and nudged my nose against it once, savoring the soft feeling of her skin one last time before I took off, jumping through the window the stupid leech was curled up by, snarling as I passed him. 'Bella was dead. She was dead! SHE WAS DEAD! AND IT WAS HIS FAULT! I should go back and rip him apart…' "No, Jacob…" Sam's voice was clear, and mournful. Nobody else dared chime in; they didn't want to face my wrath. I don't care, Sam. I don't fucking care! And when did you start to care again? I have my own pack now; I don't listen to you anymore! My muzzle curled back over my teeth as I growled lowly, letting out another wild and miserable howl. How were they gonna tell Charlie his only daughter lie dead, not suitable for an open casket? "I don't care, Jacob. You're not starting a war over this." I growled even louder, stopping in my tracks. 'Over THIS?! HE KILLED HER SAM! I'M NOT LETTING THIS GO!' It seemed like a split second, and three other wolves that I knew well surrounded me. I watched as they tried to close in on me. I felt the fur around me shifting, and before I knew it, I was on my knees with my forehead lying on the ground.

The howl I had been holding back turned into a horrifying scream of agony as I clenched the earth beneath my fingertips, my body convulsing wildly with my sobs. I wasn't trying to change back… I had managed to keep that much together. Miraculously, I had. But I didn't know how much longer I'd be winning that losing battle. My body was uncontrollable, and I heaved repeatedly. My stomach had been empty for so long, I was almost positive that there was nothing to throw up. I felt a hand lay on my back, and I turned around to knock them away. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I shouted harshly, glaring at my pack… or what was left of my pack. "Jacob, calm down.." Sam tried to reassure me; he acted as if everything would be alright. But it wouldn't, nothing would ever be okay again in my life. The love of my life, my whole existence was lying in shambled pieces on a table, all thanks to a big monster and then the smaller one inside of her. Turning to Sam as I ground my teeth together, my eyes locking directly with his own. "I'm leaving… Don't try to stop me. I'll be back soon." I saw sympathetic gazes from all of them. Closing my eyes, I let out one last yell… letting it fade to a howl as I changed, and I felt the earth beneath my paws as I ran away from Forks. Away from every memory, it brought me, every touch of her lips against mine, the rush of rose to her cheeks at the silliest things I'd say… I ran until I stopped at my highest peak, tilting my head back and howling. Mournfully, the sound echoed throughout the forest; and not a bird flew from a tree. Not a sound was heard, except the returning howls from my brothers. Their pain was just as evident as mine was. But I'd suffer alone this time. Her deep brown eyes passed through my head as I pushed myself, leaving Forks and Washington far behind me.