Picking up the pieces-part 2
Jacob never believes in a god and when he took his last breath he didn't know where life went on. But it did exist, he never stopped living. In the clods, watching over his tribe. His Bella. He wished to hold her through the months when she had nothing, when alll she did was lay in bed and just die. It killed him to no end.
He was so happy when she finally chose him. Once he received the invitation of her wedding, he couldn't stand it. She was there though, in time to change his mind, to tell him that leaving meant she went with him. She chose him and he would forever choose her. They were happy until they came. Royalty. Vampires. He chose her and he always would. Which is why as a leech lunched at his woman, he intercepted it, taking the hit. His bones were crushed in seconds and so was the vampire's head.
He remembered the look on Bella's face, and he just smiled. "Everything will be okay. I love you." He always smiles about anything, but as days and months passed after his death, his soul was hurting. His mate wasn't happy and he'd give anything for her to be happy. Which is why he hoped to give her signs that she could move on and in cane Paul. Paul was there for her day after day, trying until he gave up. At least that's what everyone thought. No Paul never gives up. He cane back day after day and instead of coddling her, he helped her. He wouldn't let her stay silent, he moved and she moved.
Soon Paul became all about Bella and from there on, it was fate. And Jocon was finally at peace, he could finally stop watching. She was happy in life and so was he in death. The one person he trusted with her life was her life now and he couldn't be more greatful.