AN: I didn't want to just leave the story hanging so this is an epiloge.
BPOV
I pulled my car into to the dark driveway. I cut the engine and it went silent. I sat there in the darkness for a while. I sighed, in exactly 4 months; it will be the anniversary of the Cullen murders. Not only am I upset because more than half my family was killed, but because it was my fault they were killed. Jacob Black, my best friend in the whole world and one of the men I'm completely in love with, killed them. I told him I was leaving him for Edward and he went insane. I don't blame him for what he did. He wasn't in his right mind. I could see it in his eyes. He wasn't himself. He was interviewed by multiple psychiatrists and they all said the same thing; he was mentally insane. At his murder trial he wasn't convicted 'by reason of mental disease or defect'. Instead of going to jail he went to an asylum for the criminally insane. He would be there for a minimum of 8 years, more if he doesn't pass his psychiatric exam at the end of those eight years. I cried when I heard I wouldn't see him for 8 years, if not more. He wasn't allowed visitors. I remember Edward thought I was crying because I was relieved. When I told him I would miss Jake, he got mad. He didn't understand why I was defending Jacob after what he did. But he doesn't understand, Jake wasn't himself, he would never do anything like that if he was.
I sighed again. Jake wasn't himself because of me. I had caused him so much pain and heartbreak over the years. And I should have known that he wouldn't be able to handle anymore. But I didn't, I broke him even more that night. When I told him I was choosing Edward. God that was the hardest thing I ever had to do. And not a day goes by that I don't regret that decision. I mean I do love Edward, but not in the way I loved Jacob, and still love Jacob. Every day I think that if I had just followed my heart instead of my head and just choose Jake, none of this would have happened.
I shook myself out of my thoughts and opened the car door. I slowly made my way to the front door and slid my key into the lock. The heavy door swung open and I flipped on the hall light. Immediately I knew something was wrong. The small table at the end of the hall was knocked over and the pictures that hung on the wall littered the floor.
"Edward?" I asked cautiously. I slowly walked down the hall and into the living room. What I saw took my breath away and my heart started beating faster and faster. I saw Edward's limp form slumped against the wall and I saw Jacob sitting in the chair opposite him. He looked like he didn't even notice I was here. I just stared blankly in front of him. I needed to get his attention.
"Jake?" His eyes snapped up to meet mine.
JPOV
I stood in front of the dimly lit house. Finally i was here. I walked up the porch and up to the front door. It was locked. No shocker there. So instead I made my way to one of the back windows. After breaking it and climbing in I stood looking around the room I was in. It was their bedroom, I cringed inwardly, not wanting to think about what might have gone on in here. I made my way through the house and found Edward alone walking through the hallway toward the living room.
"Cullen." I said harshly. He spun around immediately.
"Jacob? How...how did you...?" He stuttered, his eyes wide with shock and fear.
"I escaped. I be with Bella. And to get rid of you." And with that, I lunged. Edward, still in shock of my appreance, did nothing. My hands snatched at his throat. Finally shaking out of his stupour, Edward fought to release my grip. We stumbled along the hall, both of us slamming into the walls, pictures fell on our heads and we tripped over a fallen table. I pushed him away from me and into the living room. He stumbled backwards and fell against the wall. I took the opportunityi needed and grabbed the hair on his scalp and smasked his head into the wall. He went limp and slumped against the wall. He was unconsious.
My breating was ragged and heavy as I steppped away from him and sank into one of the chairs. I just sat there staring at the wall. I don't know how long he'll be out. But i wanted to wait for Bella to get home. I just have to see her face. I sat there for I don't know how long. Suddenly I heard the most beautiful, senseual, voice I've heard in 8 long months.
"Jake?" My eyes snapped to hers.
BPOV
"Jake...is..is he..dead?" I asked nervously. He shook his head slowly. He heard him mutter a small "no" as he looked down to the ground. " Jake? What are you doing here?"
"To finally be with you Bella" he said, still staringat the floor. "I have been through hell away from you. And if I can't have yo..." I cut him off and launched myself into his arms.
"Jake...I'm so sorry for everything I've done to you. It's my fault you were put in that asylum. I've regreted it every day. I don't blame you. I never did. You weren't yourself. It's my fault." I said as i released him to look into his eyes. I was relieved to see my Jake in them.
"You can't be with me..." he said in a sad voice. "I know you can't. Even with Edward dead. You would never be able to look at me the same again. You can't look at me the same way now. I love you Bella. I have to be with you. I'm so sorry." He said as he looked sorrowfully into my eyes. I furrowed my eyebrows
"What are you sorry for?"
"For this." He then stood up quickly and wrapped his hands around my throat. I did nothing, i didn't even struggle or try to losen his grip. I looked into his eyes again. He was gone. My Jake was gone. The monster was back. This isn't him. I told myself. But i didn't fight him. I wasn't going to. Nothing could stop him. He just kept whispering "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." over and over again. Tears were silently falling down his russet cheeks as my vision started to turn black. His grip tighted and i felt myself drifting away. I was dying.
JPOV
I saw the life slowly leaving her eyes. I just kept whispering "I'm sorry." She started to go limp. I tightened my grip on her throat and i heard her heart stop beating. She was dead. I slowly released my grip and gently lowered her to the ground. I then made my way into the kitchen . I grabbed the sharpest knife i could find and went back into the living room. I changed my mind, I wasn't going to kill Edward. It would be much worse for him to wake up and see me and Bella, dead in eachother's arms. I pressed the knife to my wrist and sliced a long, deep, vertical line. Blood immediately started to drip onto the floor. I could already feel myself weakening. I layed down next to Bella and pulled her into my arms. I placed one last kiss on her forehead before blackness overtook me.
AN: Yeah so this part was'nt AS gruesome as the other. I hope you liked it. And P.S. SUISIDE IS NEVER THE ANSWER!