Jacob
Most people dislike being away from the people whom they love, but this is different. It isn't just love; it was obsessive, undying devotion that shook me to my core from the moment I laid eyes on her. The physical pain of being separated seemed to grow stronger with each passing day—like my heart is slowly being ripped out and scalded with flames that sear all the way down my throat, making it difficult to even breathe. I don't know how much longer I can tolerate being away from her without going insane.
Nessie has been gone for a full two months with her father and mother visiting their dangerous friends in the Amazon: Kachiri, Senna, and Zafrina. Meanwhile, I have spent the summer worrying and making long distance phone calls every few minutes. The telephone bill is going to cost Edward a small fortune, but I cling to the few moments out of everyday that I can hear her voice and it seems like she is close again and I know she is alright. She must sense how much I need to hear her, because we always come up with something to talk about. She never lets the phone ring more than once, before answering with the most beautiful voice in the world.
Of course, being worried about Nessie was nothing new. I have worried about her liking the taste of human blood. I also worried that she was aging much too fast and how to tell her I had imprinted. My first two worries had already been taken care of, her thirst is easily controlled without innocents dying and Nessie's rapid development has finally started to tapper off, though she is still growing quicker than a normal human.
Nessie isn't human. She is half-human, half-vampire hybrid. It has only been six years since she was born, but she appears closer to her early teens and usually acts older. Bella and Edward Cullen are her parents and they live here in Forks, Washington with the rest of the Cullens. Their family is bond together by love and the two things they all have in common: vampirism and their ability survive on a strictly non-human blood diet.
I'm not entirely normal either, which is why I have my third worry. I am the leader of a pack of shape shifting werewolves. A pack dedicated to protecting humans from unfriendly immortals. And like all the wolves in my pack, there was a risk of imprinting, becoming uncontrollably bond to another. It's like love at first sight, only a bit freakier and 1,000 times stronger.
Nessie knows that I love her and worry about her. She doesn't know that I have imprinted on her. She doesn't know that I am in love with her, that I am devoted to her for all eternity and I would rather die than see her unhappy. Not to mention being separated from her is almost unbearable and waiting for her to return is driving me insane. The only break I get is when I phase into the wolf and escape from the human emotions for a little while, but even as the wolf I feel her absence.
The grass in front of the Cullens' large white house is getting worn down into a path. I've been pacing here since I phased back into my human form at sunrise. Alice got tired of watching me pace and left with Jasper for the airport early. Alice promised she would pick them up at the airport and they would be home by noon, but she wouldn't let me go with her and Jasper to the Airport. Stating the car would be crowded enough without trying to squish a werewolf in the back seat, which even without luggage was a tight squeeze. She insisted that after two months, waiting a few minutes longer wouldn't kill me, but I am beginning to doubt that. It was a quarter 'til twelve already. Where the heck is she?
