'Your my imprint' Jacob whispered

'your.. your what?' I stuttered

This cant happen what if dad comes back and the pack? what happens then? and and and .. I cant put them in danger.. I need a holiday.. I just cant do that to them.. I..I.I.I.I.

'No' I said firmly

'Sky just th-'

'You will not be forced to love me, never. I want to be loved for me- you ..jus-just you can't' I waved my hands around pathetically

Fuck .. urgh.. dont cry.. dont cry.. I can't cry not not now, I breathed deep.

'This is the last time you will see me Jacob. I wish you all the best in Life. Goodbye' with my face as stoic as possible, I spun on my heel getting on my bike and began my ride home.

I could hear the echo's of Jacob calling me but I couldn't... not today any way. I rode home feeling lonely, sleep it off I though. I could feel my phone on constant ringing. ringing. fucking ringing. I just turned that shit off and jumped into bed. It was about 8 when I woke up and I was missing Brandon, maybe he could put a smile on my face. Go see him I though way to surprise him, it's his birthday soon any ways.

Slept a good few hours before, I was on my way over to Brandon's god I've missed him so much especially with what happened would know what to do he's my best friend after all.. I mean he doesn't comment on mine and Paul's close relationship any more but he seems pretty cool with it.

I parked my bike outside Brandon's and jumped off my bike, I managed to somehow put on a fake smile. I couldn't have him see my sad smile and try and petty me, God I hate that, fuck the sympathy. Present in hand I was ready. I bought him the new play station 4. He would love it I just knew it, I could feel the genuine smile spread across my face as I strolled to the door large red wrapped present in hand. I balanced it in one hand as I lifted my hand to knock the door, but it just swung open. Oh? Okay?

It was dim inside as I crept in, forgetting to closing said door behind me. 'Brandon?' I whisper yelled.

I heard a moan from down the hall and my head snapped to the noise. Wtf? that was way to girly to be Brandon. I slowly walked closer as the moans got louder, it was definitely a girl and she was moaning...wait, did she just moan his name? I could feel anger build in me, as I felt my heart begin to break. Each step adding another crack to my already damaged heart, what felt like forever I finally reached the door, which was slightly cracked open door as I looked in I saw one of my worst nightmares. Brandon was bent over thrusting into.. some girl? so first he gay now he is having sex with some girl? he blew me off saying he was sick.. how could he do that to me? I though he was my bestfriend.. I trusted him he tolled me not to go after Jacob.. When really he was on Jessicas side.. I could feel a cold drip slither down my face and I could tell by now I was crying. I had lost a friend..

I swung the door wider and was sure of what I saw it was ... Jessica? I couldn't muffle the cry that left my lips as I covered my mouth to help ease it.

Jessica's eyes shot open and looked at me before smirking and moaning louder while Brandon looked at me and a look of pain and regret flashed across his face before he pulled out of Jessica.

'Shit Sky, wait. Hold on' He screamed as he attempted to get dressed quickly. I didn't even know what I was doing? where I was going? I just let my legs carry me, scratching the tears from my face as I practically ran from the house. It was suppose to be our house? one day.. Not any more.

I placed the present in the second carrier before jumping on my bike just as Brandon ran from the house.

'No you can't leave me' He grabbed me harshly off the bike, I stumbled slightly.

'Get off me' I shoved him, he grabbed at my wrist with amazing force. Never show weakness I though I bit my tongue hard not to let the pain that was shooting through my wrist register on my face. I kept my face stone.

'Get the fuck off me' I struggled in his grip, so I did what I do best. I punched him and hard, bust his lip too. However I didn't expect what came next though, I just couldn't dodge the fist that came hard for my cheek. With such a force I stumbled backwards into my bike. I looked at him for a second seeing the man that I though was my friend? No, this.. this before me.. he.. he.. was a monster. Besides who would want me? what was I think someone could love me? I should have known better.. Its simple I couldn't be loved.. Never. I quickly regain composure and got onto my bike, crying now. He's never hit me, ever.

'I'm so sorry I didn't mean it wait Sky' but I didn't stay to listen, I just got on my bike and rode home. Deja vu hit me hard.

As soon as I reached home and fumbled for my keys no longer crying and entered the house, I dropped the present on the floor not caring how it landed it meant nothing to me now. I need a drink, I practically ran for the kitchen and looked for the cabinet that held all my alcohol. I needed the strongest of all them, maybe a vodka, or even some real strong rum. As I reached over to open said cabinet, I realised the back door was open. Could this day get any worst?

1 I'm Jacob's imprint?

2 I have a cheating best friend...Ex best friend

3 I just got hit by my new ex best friend

4 Someone is in my house?

'Miss me?' I knew that voice, all to well actually.

Wow?! Well, you hit the motherfucking jack pot didn't you Sky?

5 My step dad was in my house. Nice touch by the way?

Shit! think? think? I spun around thinking of my easiest escape root. Back door! I ran straight for the door only to trip over a large over grown foot. 'Really think I would let you get away that easily?'

'Nah just trying to warm you up, you know?' Sarcasm in this moment? Really?

'Oh really?' He smirked lifting the silver blade threateningly. Shit, you really are fucked!

I leaned back reaching into a cupboard that he couldn't see into. Well, I found the rum, if that means anything know.

I jumped to my feet rushing towards him and bang I smashed the glass over his head effectively bottling him, I wasn't fast enough though. He lifted my effortlessly and banged me relentlessly against my kitchen wall. I must've hit my head hard against the wall, because my vision spun and blurred slightly.

Then...

Only then did I feel the piercing of my skin...

3-4 inched long and 4 inches deep. Minimum. Definite stitches. & not the butterfly stick on ones.

Forest. Bonfire. Help. Jacob.

I must've hit him hard, because he was out on my kitchen floor. I grabbed my gash, wincing in pain I slowly limped my way for the back door.

I tripped going down my back garden stairs as I rushed to get to the forest, I knew the wolves would smell me there.

I began to walk the small trek to the beach, I knew they would be there bonfire I'm meant to go.

I've been walking about 10 minutes and my vision was slowly giving way. I wouldn't make it? So this was the end? This was how I was going to die huh? Cold? Alone? Unloved? No, I have a future right? Right? About that future? Well i fucked up with Paul and Brandon that relationship is over? This was what I was made for just to, be unloved and die? That was all I was created for? What a way to go? huh? In a forest? I'll probably be eaten by the foxes, my rotting corpse just left? No one to remember me? There is no one to remember me. I was just about to give up when I realised I had been walking on sand, and I could now see the dim glow of the burning of the fire. I could faintly see the black shadows of people s he walked around a bright light I couldn't see their faces. I could feel myself bleeding out all over my hands leading up to my elbow drenched at the forearm, I'd left a steady flowing trail of blood behind me. Nice! I'm surprised a vamp hasn't eaten me yet?

My unstable foot took the next step before my vision began to spinning, coming in and out of focus. 'Jacob?' my dry voice came out rusty, sounding foreign to even my own ears. I could feel every eye turn towards me, happy smiles faltering on there joyous faces as there gazes set upon me. I couldn't see properly but I could feel tension in the air, it was suffocating and seeings as I was already short of breathe I didn't need the extra weight. I felt my knees hit the sand as I lay one hand forward to steady myself, rocking myself back an forth trying to concentrate on my breathing. While my 2nd hand cradled my still heavy bleeding stab wound.

I heard the yelling of Sam to Emily within seconds telling her to call Sue and screeching further orders to the pack, I was no sooner being picked up and placed by the still burning fire.

'Baby? Are you with me? Don't leave me? please I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I'll do whatever you want anything you need, I love you please don't leave me.. I.. I can't lose you' Jacob cried, his voice breaking slightly at the end. It broke my heart to see him, hear him so broken, so vulnerable. He wasn't crying but I knew he was hurting. I felt like I could feel his pain.

In that moment I promised myself I would never do that to Jacob. Never. I wouldn't put Jacob through his. No. I couldn't.

' I'm sorry' I choked out, I was slowly suffocating on my own blood I could taste it at the back of my throat. Metalic and stale. No sooner was I chocking coughing up blood and gasping for much needed fresh air.

'I love you Ja-' I was later consumed by the darkness...