A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer

And the plot is over all Carla Estrada's. I tweak it a lot for the flow though.

Marriage of Hate

Chapter 10

Corporal Jacob Black POV

I was cold, hungry, and delusional. I was currently lying in a dirty foul smelling jail cell trembling with pain. I don't know the charges made against me but what I was one hundred percent positive about was that this was an injustice and I was innocent. I had been beaten to a bloody pulp and my leg felt as thought it was hanging by the flesh. I remember a doctor looking at it and telling the nurses to prepare for an amputation. I literally begged the doctor to let me be and that I'd rather die than live with one leg.

The day that I was getting ready to head back to Benicia, I remember stopping by the market to buy some fruit for the long journey. As I was leaving the market lieutenants asked me to surrender to them because I was being arrested. Of course I didn't offer my wrists without a fight. The lieutenants were forced to tie me up with a rope and pull me while they rode their horses back to the base. Thankfully they didn't drag me but I sure did have to walk quickly.

I was never given a reason for my arrest and the days were dragging on longer when I was beginning to get abused. I lost count of the days but I didn't give in to the idea of dying this cruel, animalistic manner.

I was not going to give up. When I felt like I was going to resign and accept my fate the memory photograph of Isabella would come into the fore front of my mind. She would wait for me. She was most likely worried sick not having heard from me. I didn't like to go more than a week without writing her and I was certain a couple had passed by now. When I blink and look around me I regret not having ran away with her and marrying her even if her family would have objected.

"Should I even ask if you're well enough to eat?" a voice interrupted my musing. I looked up and a young kid in a lieutenant uniform looked down on me. He decided to squat in front of me I'm sure to get a better look at me.

"My l-l-leg" I stuttered out in pain.

"You still have it. It looks horrendous my friend, you should have let them cut it off" he said looking at me with pity in his eyes. I decided to present myself to this young fellow. I raised my hand in a weak salute and presented myself.

"C-c-corporal Jacob B-black. I d-don't know the c-charges made against me b-but I assure y-you I'm innocent" I barely got out. "Please, p-please help me prove I'm i-innocent. I've done n-nothing"

"I believe you friend. They've really done a number on you. But what can I do when the orders for your arrest came from the top; General Dominguez Wilson"

"But what are t-the charges?" I moaned in pain.

"Let me bring you some water, and you should eat. We'll talk more when your energy is better and you've rested. By the way," he turned back around and saluted before walking out "Lieutenant Paul Lahote" he turned and left.

I had no explanation to what was happening to me but I now had a spark of hope to get out of here and get back to Isabella Swan, the love of my life.

A/N: So now you have an idea about where Jacob is. I'll update more on his status as the story progresses. So for your knowledge, Jacob is not married.