Three: Runaway

I wanna run awayNever say goodbye

Linkin Park

"Hello there, can I help you?" the man asked. He wasn't as the young as I remembered him, to tell you the truth he got older, way, way older. Though the last time he came he was in his late 40's, now he's got to be in his 50's or something. He looked just like my mom, he had her eyes, skin tone and the same hair color. He looked up at me and was still wondering who I was.

"Um, I don't think you remember, but I'm you nephew." He squinted and looked at me, from top to bottom, and then looked back towards my face, he doesn't remember, but then I say, "I'm Sarah's and Billy's son, Jacob, Jacob Black." His eyes widen and a smile developed on his mouth.

"Oh, my, you've grown so much. I didn't recognize you, you sure your little Jake, Sarah's child?" He asked me, he was amazed by my height and everything else about me, "My God, I haven't seen you since…" He stopped and shook his head and smiled again, "What brings you here?"

I sighed, and looked around the neighborhood. "It's just that, um, I was just thinking if I could live with you for a while, because…," I couldn't breathe, it's as though my lungs have shut down and I can't talk, as I try to get the words out I kept on hyperventilating.

"Come on in," He moved to the side and let me through, "Please, sit down, son. You looks sick." I sat down on the couch.

"Thank you," I looked down on his floor and he sat right next to me, he patted his hand on my back.

"Is everything alright?" He asked me.

I nodded.

"Have you spoken to your father," I shook my head, "does he know you're here?" I shook my head and just kept on looking down, trying to catch a breath but it wasn't possible.

"I'll give him a call and let him know that you're here with me, do you have your cell phone with you, by any chance?" I nodded and reached into my pocket and gave him my phone.

He went outside and left me all alone inside his house. I felt myself calming down and was able to breathe again, I looked around and saw his small living room how it was filled with pictures of him and my mom. I also saw a cross in the center of the many of pictures that surrounded it, and a single picture of my mother and me when I was a baby. Man, she was pretty, I got up and picked up the picture, she holding me and a smile on her face, my smile, and her eyes bored into me, those eyes looked a little like mines only hers were more warmer and kinder. And then I saw myself in her arms, I was so small, so tiny, compared to now.

I moved to the next one showing my uncle and her, he was smiling while she was kissing his cheek. On the bottom of the frame was engraved 'Sarah and Laurence' and then the next one which showed my dad and my mom both of them kissing each other under a tree, I forgot how tall my dad was before the accident. On the bottom of the frame it said 'Sarah and Billy, together forever.'

And then it was the final one that made me stop. My parents, two sister's and me along with Laurence all in a family photo. Only there is nothing engraved on the bottom of the frame.

"You looking at your mom," He stood next to me with a kind smile. I nodded, he touched my shoulder, "She was beautiful wasn't she? You, your sisters, and your dad must miss her." I shrug. No one in my house barely talks about her, not me, not my dad, not even Rachel since she's came down and has imprinted on Paul.

"What did my dad say?" I asked him.

"He says that you should stay here with me for a while, and he told me what had happen." I froze, he knows what has happened, but how much does he know.

"How much?" I asked him.

"Everything," he replied and placed his hand on my forearm, " You know Jacob, I've never thought that I'd see you again. Billy had called me a week ago and told me that he was concerned for you," I looked back at him and just went back to sit down on the couch and him on a chair.

"What did he say?"

"He told me that you were just locked up in your room, and at times you wouldn't come out for anything. Not to eat, drink, anything. All of this for some girl who broke up with you, or let me rephrase that was turned," I looked at him.

"You know?"

"Yes, for a while actually." He admitted.

"When did he tell you?" I asked.

"After Sarah died. Your father told me everything about the wolves, the new vampires that moved in a few months after. But then they left for some unknown reason. The Cullens, I think were their clan's name?"

"Yeah."

"And he recently told me about the girl." He waited a moment before he continued. I swallowed a bit. "Jacob, it's not your fault."

"It sure does feel like it." I sighed and put the picture back in it's place.

"Well it's not. The girl chose her destiny and it is what it is." He comforted.

"Your father also told me everything about you. At first, I was a bit spectacle," he looked at the pictures and mused, "I knew that there was something strange about your father the first time my sister introduced me to him,"

"In a good way?"

"Eh, not really" He replied. "But my nephew to be a werewolf, not something you hear from everyday."

"True." I responded with a small smile.

"He also told me that he was expecting that you would come here anyway."

"So, you were already expecting me." I said, he nodded. I looked up at him, "So, how does it feel to have a werewolf as a nephew?" I asked him.

He let out a small laugh, "Can't say much can I?" He got up,

"Come on, let me show you to your room." He announced, "I got it all ready for you." I got up and followed him through the small hallway and saw three rooms towards the end. He stopped at the third door and opened it up and let me inside my room, it was large, bigger than mines I'll let you know.

"This used to be your mother's room when she used to live with me." He told me with a small smile.

The walls were painted light blue and there was two windows in on the eastern and northern wall. The bed was towards the eastern wall and two tables, a mirror and a closet. "Will this be alright for you?" He asked me.

"Yeah, it'll be perfect." I smiled.

"The closet has a bit of your mother's old books from college and high school," He walked to the closet and showed me the giant books stacked on top of the other. "And your father's going to send you clothes soon with a friend." He stopped, "Is he another werewolf as well?"

"Yeah, he is."

"Right, so I'm going to have to go shopping soon because I remember your father visiting me and your mother and let me tell you, he was…"

"A fat ass?" I finished the sentence.

"No, more like a pig. That's a nicer way to put it Jacob, I'm a priest for God's sakes."

I laughed a bit. "And my schedule is here," He gets a paper from his back pocket and hands it to me. "I give masses at the local church, which is four blocks down from here, Monday through Friday in the morning, 6-12 and at night from 6-10. Just so you get a hint of it."

"Ok, is that it?" I asked politely. He nodded, "You think it'll be alright if I can have a moment alone?" I asked him, hoping that he'll say yes.

"Yes of course. I know, teenage years are a bit confusing right now, especially being part wolf. But I'll be down the hall in my room until 5."

"Ok."

"Alright, if you want to talk to me, about anything at all, just call me. And Jacob, I'm here for you alright. If you want to talk to me about anything, all you have to do is just ask me and I won't be obliged, alright."

"Yeah, and Laurence, um, thanks." He smiles and closes the door on his way out, and I'm all alone again.

I hear a knocking on my door. I open it and see it's him again. "One more rule. No girls allowed."

"Yes, sir." I said, feeling awkward and uncomfortable with the whole imprinting thing.

"I know about the whole imprint thing too," He told me, "But if it's just a friend, and by friend I mean, friend. She can be here. As long as it's outside, on the porch, not in here."

"Yes sir" I smiled.

"Good, because you are your father's son, and I'm going to leave it at that." I laughed a bit. "Alright, I'll be down the hall, like I said. See you soon."

"Bye."

The door closed behind him and I laughed a bit inside. But then I frowned as soon as I felt my phone vibrate. I grabbed my phone and looked through the call list and see that I've missed about thirteen different calls, I take a look and see that Embry, Quil, my dad, Rachel, Sam, Seth, and Leah had called me.

I go through the voice mail and listen to the very first one who is Embry: Hey, Jake, listen call me back when you get this message okay. Bye. I delete it and go to the next one which is him again, Jake, look I know that your probably hurt, but I need to talk to you. Call ASAP. Later.

Delete.

The next one is Quil: Jake, hey, um, look I know this is a bad time but you know you can call me for anything. The next one comes on and then it's him, Jacob, just tell me where are you? Are you sure your okay?

Delete.

After that another message from my dad and Rachel, I skip them both and head straight towards Sam's, he only leaves one: Jacob, I know that life right now is unbearable, and you know the only way for the pain to go away is if you imprint. Just think it through, come back as soon as your feeling alright.

I look at the phone and keep my breathing in check.

Delete.

I feel relief to hear a bit from Seth: Hey, look I know that we haven't talk in a while and I just want you to know that I could've never imagine how much it would hurt for you to know that she was turned. Hope you feel better, and I think you make a better alpha than Sam.

I smile a bit, but it disappears quickly.

Delete.

Then Leah's came on, and I can here her voice sound a bit like how she used to sound, kind and caring, Jacob, I just want you to know that I was never mad with you that you just went back to Sam after, you-know-who, turned into a leech. But that doesn't mean that you should stop living. Anyway, come back soon, and don't try anything stupid.

Delete.

The only two left were the ones I saved for last. I go straight towards my dad and Rachel's, I listen to my dad's and I hear someone in the background as though they're shouting and I hear my sister, must be Paul.

Jacob, I hold my breath as I hear my dad say my name, he sounds like he's in pain, sorrow and in shame, wonder why? I know that it's hard, believe me , I can't imagine why she would leave with them or better yet become one of them. Your one of the greatest sons a father could ever have, but I feel disappointed in myself that I've let you down as a father. I felt my heart break, I'm not disappoint in him, no I'm far from disappointed in him. He' s the best dad in the world, the best one I can ever ask for. Just please, when you get better come home, Rachel wants to talk to you.

I heard Rachel grab the phone and listen to herself crying, Jake, I know that I wasn't here long enough to know what's going on, just be careful up there and don't give Uncle Laurence any trouble, and come home as soon as you can.

The message ends there.

Delete.

I can't believe that this many people are worried about me. That this many people care for me. Should I call one of them and maybe everything in my head would just clear and I'll do what Quil and Sam had said, imprint and move on?

But… I don't think I can do it. I'm afraid that I'll be rejected again, and live a life alone, for the rest of eternity with a broken heart because of her. She's done this to me, Bella has done this to me and I need someone to replace her, the picture of her came into my head. I grabbed a fistful of my hair and felt my body tremble and the heat surge through my body as I saw her there, white, dead, red crimson eyes, and the white sharp teeth.

"Leave me alone," I hissed through my clenched teeth as I closed my eyes and felt everything in rage, everything in heat, wanting to break something. I didn't care if something, someone, anything got hurt, I just wanted to pain to go away.

And then, I opened my eyes and felt myself sweating, tears welled up in my eyes and felt myself almost exploding, but for some reason I felt a wave of peace wash over me and felt the sudden calmness come over. I closed my eyes again and the tears fell from my eyes and saw the girl that I'd picture in my head, I saw her in what looked like a building that I once saw here in Port Angles once, and saw her go inside with a white mask along with a few other girls. She was giggling and so were the other girls.

Come on Raine!

And then it was gone.

"What the hell?" I wondered. Why am I seeing this imaginary person in my head, she doesn't exist, she's only in my head.

I felt my phone go off, and I looked over and saw that Quil was calling me. I flipped it open and looked as it continued to ring, I was going to press the busy button but instead I pressed the green one and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I said, as I wiped the sweat from my forehead and the tears from my eyes and hear other people whispering on the phone.

"Hello? Jake, finally. Hey man how are you doing?" He asked me, I sighed and bit my lip.

"Not that good," I blurted out.

"Do you want me and Embry to come over there?" He asked. I thought about it for a while and just sighed, I looked out the window and see that there was the regular overcast as night was drawing in.

"Yeah, you think you guys can come by tomorrow? My dad want's you to send me something for me."

"Ok, will do. And yeah, we'll be up there. Don't worry about anything, Jake, things are going to get better."

"Quil, I think your right." I blurt out, wait, why did I just say that?

"Right about what, Jake?" He wondered.

"About the whole stuff about imprinting, I think it really will help me if I do imprint on someone, anyone." I say, maybe I do need it. Just someone who can make me forget.

"I told you. But hey, Embry wants to talk to you real quick. And by the way, I told you so." I heard him say again as he passed on the phone to Embry. I shouldn't have said that out loud.

"Hey, Jacob. So listen, I heard that you want to look for an imprint," Wait, how did he know…, Quil, he must've told whoever is there. When I get back I'm going to kill him.

"Yeah, so?"

"Geez, attitude much, anyway so there's this party around Port Angles and that's the perfect place to start looking for a lucky lady for you," I fell silent and just listen as kept on going with his plan, "Okay, I got an invite from a friend who lives up there and says that it's for the owner's birthday, and since his son is a friend of mine, he said that I can bring anyone I want along with me. So I'm bring you and Quil along, and maybe, just maybe we might find someone for you and maybe me too."

"But what's the name of the place?" I wondered.

He chuckled. "I was getting to that, it's some club up there, really nice too got a garden, huge dance floor and everything else that you can imagine. And it's called Dark Blue or something like that, not sure, but I'm absolutely positive that it's Dark Blue."

"Wait, where did you met a guy who's dad is that loaded?" I nearly shout.

"Old friend of my mom's, so are you in?" He finally asked. How can I say no to that really?

"I'm in." I finally say.

"Awesome, so listen when we get up there tomorrow we're going to bring you some clothes and a mask for the party, so see you tomorrow." He said.

I hung up the phone and just went towards one of the desks and shoved it towards the drawer and laid down on the bed and watched up towards the ceiling. I rubbed my eyes and just waited for something to hit me, anything at all, that's when I started feeling warm and looked out towards my window and saw the sun going down.

"Jacob, I'm leaving." Laurence shouted. He opened the door to the front of the house.

"'Kay" I whispered.

I fell back down and just saw the shadow of the tree that's outside from my window and just relaxed and finally felt tired. And just like that I fell asleep.