Disclaim: Sadly I don't own either Twilight or YYH! Bad for Jacob, Good of Eddy. I want to thank my beta yet again with her great work on this intro. Thanks Erin I would be lost without your help. You truly are a great friend. =^.^=
Introduction
I laughed at the irony of it all. Of all the pain and heartache. Of the love triangle that will soon come into play. Of the envy I hold against my dear, old, mousey cousin, one Bella Swan. I also laughed at the beauty I have and the kindness I hold in my heart. And at my inability to capture the heart of one male, much less two! Of the pure bullshit of the whole situation and at the melodramatic scene that just played out down stairs, not even fifteen minutes ago.
I sighed heavily as I flopped down on the small twin bed ungracefully. I laid there and watched the scenes I saw in the damn pixie's head play out behind my closed eyelids. The visions of what would have been if he had chosen to stay are nothing more than what-ifs. I even swallowed my pride, which is a hard thing for me to do, by the way. I swallowed it and let him go with a simple nod and a goodbye. But the damn fool has to think that my feelings are my weaknesses.
Whatever. Then why did he sleep with me? That's not what the pixie's vision showed. I guess he chose to just ignore the possibilities. He really is foolish. I watched the scenes play over and over again in my mind like a broken record.
I wish that I had called the asshole out on it, but I couldn't. Why, you may ask? Well, that's simple. Why waist time and embarrass myself? Why try to talk to someone who is too thick-headed to listen?
As I laid there in my bed I suddenly felt a rush of anger flow through me, like blood through the Nile river. And I ended up letting out a gut wrenching cry that could be heard for miles. Somewhere close by in the woods a lone wolf howled in agony, answering my pain with his own. And that was when I realized that I was not alone in this mess.
They say that misery loves company, but if there is one thing I do know it's this - I will never, and I mean never, not even in a million years, forgive the prideful monster for making this choice. For changing our possibilities. Hell, even our could-be future. I know, I know…could've, should've, would've. Right? No, wrong. It was all taken away from me, while Bella was given hers on a silver platter!
This shit aggravates me too no end. And now I'm left with a nearly shattered soul and a newly re-broken heart, that will never stop bleeding now. All this thanks to the black hearted beast! Did I mention how much I despise the little, arrogant fool? What hurts the most is that the possibilities were there, right in my grasp. But he ripped them out right from under me. And now the what-if's are tearing at my soul and eating me alive.
Because, every time I close my eyes they're there, haunting me, taunting me. Laughing at my misfortune and egging me on until the point that I'm about to snap. The damn visions are slowly driving me insane, and it hasn't even been an hour yet.
Yep, that settles it, I'm in for one hell of a night. A whopper, dozy of a night. And if by some strange miracle I don't go insane, I'm going to rip the little mind reading Imko to shreds and burn his body to ashes while I dance around the flames. Yep, I know I'm now officially a lunatic. And the God damn possibilities are still there, dancing around in my head, every time I close my eyes.
But look on the Brightside of this fucked up mess, that is now known as my life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I'm Mr. Brightside, well, Miss. Brightside. Black has taken the Mr. roll here. As I was saying, ever so wisely. I'm looking on the Brightside of all this sickening madness, and angst mayhem. At least I'm not alone, or as much as I thought I was.
A piercing howl ripped through my unconsciousness as I bolted up right. I laughed as the howl had woken me from my dream. I laughed at the sheer irony of this mess yet again. It was just a dream. Damn. The wolf howled again in pure torture. Yes indeed I'm not alone in this Hell.