Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor any of its characters. If I did, I would have made sure the movie had better actors.

This is my first fanfic. My coupling is really going to shock you, I believe. So stick around if you can, and see if you can guess who will be with whom.

'Pain, running, freedom.' These were all thoughts that scrambled through the young wolf's mind as he ran. The wind wrapped itself around his muscular legs, but he didn't notice it's cold. His long fur rippled in the moonlight, causing the fur to have a metallic shine. He soon discovered he couldn't stop, for each time he did, he encountered the same scene over and over again. The moist undergrowth and branches cracked as he continued.

The thought of her, choosing him angered Jacob Black. How could she do this? Why would she do this? Who was the one to pick Bella up and slowly move the jigsaw into place again?

'I was,' he thought bitterly. 'I did this for nothing. I gave up myself for nothing.'

The trees of the woods shuddered as a wolfish cry pierced through the night, seeming to be carried on by the wind itself.

"Goodness," I very frantically exclaimed. "Edward, you've really outdone yourself this time. I seriously don't think I can take anymore of this ridiculous shopping!"

Edward simply smirked and choose to ignore my latest remark. It wouldn't make a difference if he acknowledged it anyway. He thought every human needed new bedding for college dorms.

"Are you listening to me?" Edward picked up another comforter and glanced at its bed size. "No, Edward, that blanket is all pink. I hate solid colors, put it back."

I could tell Edward was really enjoying himself when he placed the package back, but picked up the same comforter, only in yellow. I hate yellow. It's a disgusting color that constantly reminds me of piss.

"No, I am about to leave, I will pick out my OWN comforter. YOU, however, MUST LEAVE."

He was satisfied with himself as he kissed me gently on my forehead as he merrily made his way to the music section of Target. I was not a satisfied person; I didn't understand all of these things Edward was forcing me to get.

I mean, its not even like it would matter within a couple of months. I would be turned, and I wouldn't need household items like bowls, spoons, lights, and alarm clocks. They really were unnecessary items, but Edward seemed to think that there was still a way to convince me to stay human.

"No chance in hell," I muttered to myself.

I would be leaving for college in one week. Edward and I were planning to leave together, go to Alaska, attend college there, and settle in an apartment together. Since the wedding, Charlie and Rene had no issues with Edward spending the night or us moving in together. Not that they had anything to worry about, its not like Edward was ever going to get intimate with me, while I was human.

I critically examined sheets and blankets as I walked down the aisle. I need to find the perfect blanket to lure Edward. Something subtle, like him, something that didn't seem too obvious nor too sexy, like I was trying to rape him. Which, at this point, rape was starting to sound like a good idea, because Edward refused to cooperate under any circumstance.

'Can you date-rape a vampire' I faintly wondered as I traced my hand on the plastic wrapping of a pink-and-orange polka dot comforter. My eyes settled on a satin gold comforter that reminded me of Edward's eyes. I hated yellow, but gold was an ok color and Edward seemed to like gold, since it was part of the color scheme in his room. Maybe it would remind him of his bed, which in turn would remind him of me.

I decided this comforter would have to be the one and as I paid, Edward seemed to magically appear beside me.

"Find something?" He asked smartly. "I am glad to see you don't have any battle scars."

He thought he was so funny.

"No," I shot back. "But this IS the last thing I will buy this week. Wait, I take that back. This is the last thing I will buy this YEAR."

He merely chuckled at I threw my plastic bag in his trunk and slam it as hard as I could.

Edward checked his rear view mirror as he backed out in his Volvo to head for my house. "Only seven more days until we leave Forks, Washington forever. Your life will start anew, old problems and friends left behind. Do you really want to do this, my love?"

I gulped. He has been asking me this question all summer, ever since I agreed to wait.

"Bella," he sighed as we worked our way onto the highway, going at an alarming speed. "I only don't want you to regret this; I love you the way you are. I don't want you to feel pressured into this."

Pressured? I was feeling pressured NOT to do it, if anything. I never should have agreed to wait until my first semester of college ended. The time period gave Edward too much time to scheme of ways to back out of the changing.

"I can always ask Carisle to help if you feel you shouldn't." As always, Edward stopped talking. I don't think anything bugged Edward more than Carisle changing me. I hated saying such things, but I wanted Edward to realize that changing was what I wanted.

Suddenly, out of character, he spoke, "He wouldn't show up to the wedding because of the possibility of change. What makes you think he would come back if you changed?"

Edward didn't need to reveal who he spoke of. I could tell by his words and the chill in his voice. My heart gave a little tender thump as his memory came swirling into my head again. I could almost smell the woodsy, musky smell of him. I turned to observe the window as my best friend's face materialized in my head.

Jacob Black.