My name is Jacob and I'm a werewolf. In all my years of liking her it hurt to get it all crushed by my enemy. Why did I have to get so close to her? If the stupid bloodsucker wasn't here she would be mine. I know this to be a fact.
I remember telling her when we where little that we would always be best friends no matter what, but sometimes I forget she's human. Human memories fade in time, to bad werewolves don't.
Every time I close my eyes I can just see her warm blush, her beautiful smile, the way her brown eyes sparkle. It sickens me when they sparkle over her leach lover.
She was meant to be with me, but then why didn't I imprint on her? I've seen the way Sam looks at Emily, and Quil looks at Claire. I think about Bella a lot yeah, but not as much as them.
They would die for each other. Don't get me wrong I would die for Bella, but not half as fast of that bloodsucker. I close my eyes but pray that I don't have dreams, for my dreams are filled with her. She's the one thing I want, desire, that I can't have.
She has a part of my heart and all in all I'm glad she's happy. I'm glad that her eyes sparkle with life again. She never had that sparkle when Edward was gone. It reappeared the second she saw Alice.
I'm just glad to know that I helped. I helped her to smile again when she needed to. I helped her make have a more willing to endure life. I might have even brightened up her day. I never made her eyes sparkle, but everyday I saw them become less dull, and that alone makes me happy.