After breaking dawn chapter 7
Sorry it's a short one⦠I have more but idk if I should post it yet. If you like the direction the story has taken I will post the rest but I want to know what you guys think. Comment please!!!
JPOV
Sam's face appeared out of the dark woods, and the fight immediately ended. We phased back, and he came closer. At first he did not speak, he had a certain look about him that I felt like I had seen before. Then I realized Sam was the burning man that Edward had been when Bella was dying. I shuddered. Paul was sitting on the ground, whimpering in pain; I had done some damage but I did not feel sorry for it.
"Take Paul back to the reservation and get Sue to help him." He directed Collin. Sue had been a key asset whenever somebody got hurt; when we were not friendly with the Cullens, she had been able to do some advanced first aid for us. With a huff Collin slung Paul over his shoulder and began jogging away. Still in shock that Sam would leave Emily's side, we all stood there, waiting for what he had to say.
"You are a pack." Sam spoke each word separately trying to control his temper; I had never seen him have to work at controlling his anger. This was serious.
"All of you are Quileute brothers. Start acting like you are. There is no reason for violence. Stand strong or else you are the monsters." Not even the birds sang; the forest was silent.
"Jacob," he addressed me without meeting my gaze. He began walking away and I followed, leaving the rest of the pack dumbstruck. In silence I followed him, aware of his every movement; until suddenly he stopped, turned to me and spoke softly at first.
"I'm dying, Jacob. I wish I was not, but there is nothing that can stop me from leaving this world along with her. I wish I could spare you the pain, Jacob. You have always been a free thinker, straying from the rules of the tribe to do what you saw was right." His voice gained a hard edge and he grew louder. "Not even I could control you. There is nobody who can help the pack, the tribe, as you can. I really am sorry Jacob, but this is what must happen if we wish to remain strong, in this dark hour." His voice shook with agony and I could feel his longing to be with Emily but I dared to keep him longer.
In a whisper I fumed, "Sam, I cannot do that for you. My mind is not with the pack anymore, it never really was. There is nothing that can tear me from my Renesmee unless I am taken by force." I finished with a hard edge in my voice before looking into his distress stricken eyes. A line had been drawn between us. We could never see eye-to-eye, even when he understood my pain for leaving Renesmee. The whole forest was dark now and not a sound could be heard.
"I see." mumbled Sam. "Just remember who your family is, who you really are, and who you are faithful to." Then he wandered away, back to Emily.
I wondered if that was the last time I would see Sam. I felt I had deserted him, held him responsible for my problems, even when he had tried to help me. I just couldn't help him. I reflected on the words he had spoken to me. He had pronounced them so separately and distinctly. I was Jacob black, and the pack was my family. They were a family I protected, a family I had suffered with and grown up with their guidance. With a pang I realized they felt I was choosing vampires over them, my family. I stomped angrily away from the forest with angry tears burning my eyes and wandered. I didn't know where I was going until my feet found the familiar path to my father's home.
