Jacob dies of Cancer, breaking Bella's heart. 12 Letters, designed to help her through the next year. Will it work, or will it only stop Bella from Healing?
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I sighed and, despite the sombre circumstances, Jake laughed; a humourless chuckle.

'Jake, is there really nothing I can do? Anything, Jacob, I'm sorry...' My words were cut off by another loud, tearless sob escaping my lips. I shook my head and leaned into his broad shoulders.

'Jeez, Bella, calm down. I need you to do one thing for me, smile. Just one last time.' I looked at him like he was crazy. Smile? Now, when my still heart is shattering into thousands of tiny pieces? He must be joking. 'Please Bella, don't be sad for me. Fate, that's how I see it, I finally imprint and find the love of my life, only to be told I'm dying. And we thought werewolves couldn't be affected by silly little things like Cancer...' He spat the word out like it burned his tongue.

'Please, Jacob, let me fix this. I can change you, it might save your life and...'

He laughed loudly, yet humourlessly again and pulled my face round to look at his 'Isabella Marie Cullen, you listen to me now, I'm dying. End of. Nothing you can do can save me, just be happy Bella, look after my Nessie with all your might, love her like I have, tell her about me, explain how she made my world tick. Look after yourself, smile, and smile often. Don't let my memory haunt you, stay strong Bells. Please, for me. Let the little things make you happy. Keep in touch with reality, Bells, even when it seems hard. Remember, I'm always here' he said, placing his hand over my unbeating heart 'And most importantly, remember, I love you, Bella.'

And that was the last I heard of Jacob Black...

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'I miss you Jacob, you big Wolfy fool. Every frigging day. Nessie misses you too, you know. She may not realise it, but I think she needed you, nearly as much as you needed her.' I smiled to myself as memories of happier times came flooding back, and I dropped my bunch of flowers on his grave. 16.01.07. The death of Jacob Black. A day that would stay burned into my mind, a day that brings nightmares when I'm not sleeping. A day that changed my life.

I turned on my heel and bumped, quite literally, into Leah. That same, heartbroken look etched on her face, she held out a crumpled envelope.

'He asked me to give you this. There's 12 of them, don't know why there is 12, but there is. I hope they help, Bella. I hope they help heal wounds...' She thrust the inoffensive little envelope at me and I backed away. 'Take it Bells, please.' I took it from her gingerly and turned to leave. And my heart broke all over again, that messy scrawl on the envelope.

Bella.

My own name, yet it hurt in more ways than I thought possible.

Ok, so this story, I'm hoping, is going to be a bit of a tear jerker. It's based on the book/film PS, I love you. Please Review. Emily xxx