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I don't know how long I ran for, the days and nights seemed to blend together now a days. The only thing that constantly reminded me, in my wolf form, that I was ever human was the pack always in my head letting me know they were there for me, and of course my memories of Bella. I kept replaying the night of her wedding over and over again, trying to see if there was any other possible way I could have handled the situation. If they're was possibly still a chance that she would have chosen me, even then. But I knew there wasn't , I had to face the truth, Bella had chosen Edward. She had given me up on me , on any chance of there being a 'us'. To me there was no longer a day and night. I fell asleep wherever I felt like it, whenever I felt like it. I hunted when I was hungry, always alone. And then I ran, and ran, and ran till the whole process started again. I was free, this was freedom I knew that much, but yet I knew I couldn't run forever, I was bound to la push , bound to it the day I became a werewolf. I was becoming more and more wolf than human every day, it would only be a matter of time before the wolf took control of me completely. When I slept I was haunted my nightmares of a red eyed Bella, no longer the shy, innocent brown eyed girl I had fell in love with, but a blood thirsty, red eyed, vampire. I'm sure thousands of people had heard my howls over the thousands of miles I had run. And I felt everyone of those miles, everyday. My life centered upon la push. No matter how many miles of earth I put between us, I was always aware of it. I knew exactly how many miles I was from it, in which direction it was in, and of course thanks to the packs linked minds, what was going on there. I realized I couldn't run from my fate, my destiny, and that meant Bella swan wasn't meant to be in it. After I don't know how long of thinking about Bella I came to the conclusion that I didn't need her. That she was bad for me any way. She left me in the dust along with a life I was positive she would love. With kids,with charlie, with sleep, food and a heartbeat. A pulse. I hated her, for leaving me, for teasing me, for making me fall in love with her. So I went back to the only thing I knew could never leave me and would always be there, I went to la push. Back to my pack. And back to my life..