Outtake 1: Jacob Black's last day on Earth.

Blondie's visit really stirred some memories for me. Claire, my nurse, was upset because the visit rendered me tired. But what she didn't know was that for once, I felt alive. Just remembering those days...

When I told Blondie the station was my kingdom, I wasn't kidding. I was a God who determined who still kept his job or who lost it. Of course, I never got someone fired who didn't deserve it but still, my word was the law among the employees.

Girls flocked to me, always so eager to get on my good side. Sure, all they wanted was a promotion or a raise in their salary but who's to say I would give it after they so easily offered the goods? It wasn't like they could complain, my sisters knew better than to bother Dad with such inane topics.

Oh, there were the ones who wanted to catch the future owner of the station. Jesus, those were relentless. Meh, but after one only mistake, I made sure to keep those at bay. Better just play for a raise than for some sort of commitment.

Ah, but then Bella came back. She was superior in every aspect to any of the other girls. Too bad she had bad taste. She had to go and hook up with Edward. Then, of course, Dad felt it was time for me to settle down. Noticing my interest in Bella, he made it his mission to get us together, not that I minded, Bella was a nice piece of ass.

But she chose Edward. That was a mistake.

I made it my mission to show her what she was losing. I tried to shower her with gifts, she gave them back. I had the other girls praising my performance, there was no way Edward was better than me, but she still chose that looser. She didn't let me another option: I had to force her to chose me.

So whenever Dad asked, I told him she wasn't serious with Edward. He always believed me over my sisters. The first problem arose when she got engaged. How could I lie to Dad when she was prancing around with the ring? I had to lie again and tell her how angry Dad would get and how he could fire her or Edward. Dad helped, always making his opinion known, adding to the pressure.

But I guess he also grew tired of waiting and he told me he would make the big announcement at the opening of the new wing. What a way to light a fire under my ass! I made sure to leave the old wing empty and asked Bella to meet me there before the party 'to discuss how we were going to deal with my Dad'. Ha, I was so proud of my plan. But again, Bella went and did the unthinkable, she married the looser.

I was so mad! I know I kicked and screamed. Then the stupid fire happened. Blondie was the first person to hear my confession. By the time I woke up, Dad already dealt with everything. He told me my only job was to recover.

A few days later, I found Bella watching me at the foot of the bed.

"So you finally wised up and left the dork," I told her.

She only lifted one brow and glared.

"Well, you must be happy. You are already moving around and I'm here bedridden plugged to all these contraptions." I tried to convey how unfair it was to be like this.

Bella didn't say a thing. She just glared.

One of the cute nurses walked by but didn't get in to check me.

"You just wait, Bella, once I'm feeling better, I'm going to get that nurse to give attention to my neglected nether regions," I remember I tried to wriggle my brows, but it was painful.

Bella brought a mirror and put it in front of me. I had to admit I didn't have the chance to look at my face since I woke because the nurses took care of my personal hygiene.

I took a look, expecting to see my handsome face...

"Aaagh!" It was impossible! My face, one of the reasons women loved me, it was destroyed.

I turned to call Bella every name I could think of, but she was gone. The next day I found she was dead.

That was the first time she came to torture me. Sometimes she brought Edward, showing me how I was incapable to break them up, not even in death they broke apart. But the times she came alone, those were the worst. Bella had a cruel side and enjoyed to show me how I was just a waste of space. She made sure to show me how the nurses, whom I swore would gladly suck my dick if I asked, found me hideous and avoided to tend to me. I've lived without sex for forty-three years! Even an ugly one would do.

She blamed me for the fire, for her and Edward's deaths, for whatever happened to her friends. If she was honest, she was the one to blame. She only had to marry me, or not even that, just let me have my way with her.

"Mr. Black, it's time for your lunch." Claire interrupted my walk down memory lane. "Today you're having roasted chicken breasts with broccoli."

Puaff! What I would give for a hamburger! But my weak stomach can't handle the fat.

"Thanks, Claire."

When Claire left and closed the door, Bella and Edward were standing in front of me.

"Perfect! Just what I need today."

Edward, the jerk, gave me his crooked smile. He couldn't even smile like normal people.

"We come bearing news."

"Like I would care. You're dead, you can't do anything to me."

Bella laughed. "I know you had a friend of mine coming here to ask a few questions."

"Ah, right. Blondie is your friend now. What is she going to do? One call and I get the girl fired."

Now both jerks were laughing at me.

"Don't fret, this is our last visit. You'll be free from our presence in a few minutes." Bella told me. "We just came to say goodbye."

"Oh. Well, goodbye. Go and haunt another poor unsuspecting man."

"Right, well, I'll just tell you that Rachel and Rebecca now know the full story. So don't bother calling to fire anyone, as, since yesterday, you're on both women's shit list."

"And," Edward seemed too happy so it must be some bad news, "they aren't the only ones."

"So? I don't care. What could be worst to live here, seeing only these four walls, disfigured and crippled? Eh?"

They looked at each other and laughed.

"You're about to find out," Bella said.

Then I felt like I couldn't breathe. My lungs were on fire. Then, the strongest pain I ever felt, invaded my body. It hurt from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. And it wasn't the worst.

A black hole appeared at the foot of the bed coming closer and closer, engulfing my unmoving legs. That's when I heard it. A grave voice called my name.

"Jacob Black, you didn't show repentance from the sins you committed. You like to abuse the power you were given and enjoyed killing a loving couple. Now, you will feel their pain... forever!"

xxxx

"But he was in such a good shape for his age." Dr. Waddell lamented after covering the cold body laying on the bed.

"Well, he lasted too long if you ask my opinion," Claire answered, folding the soiled set of sheets that were covering said when she found him unresponsive.

"Was he a difficult patient?"

"Meh, he had his good days. At least he never tried to grope my ass, the night shift nurse had to sedate him to get him to leave her alone. He still believed he was a hunk." Claire sighed. "At least his friends managed to say goodbye."

"His friends?" Dr. Waddell asked. He knew nobody visited Jacob, he was the black sheep of the family.

"Yeah, a short young woman with a blue dress and one copper-haired man. They were the last ones visiting him."


So, do you like what happened to Jacob? I know just being hurt wasn't enough.