Title: Mr. Lonely
Genre: drama… angst… hurt/ comfort… kind of…
Rating: M- for language mostly
Wolves in question: Jake mostly (no pairing this time) Quil, Embry and Leah
Word Count: 500
Disclaimer:
All characters and known situations belong to their respective owners. Everything else came from my own mind. In no way shape or form have I made nor do I intend to make a profit from this story…. All rights still belong to Stephenie Meyer…
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Author's Note: So this little number wouldn't leave my head…. It goes along with the first four…. Could actually be a companion piece to 'What's Not Said.' Keep in mind, not all of the flash fics and drabbles I post here will be from the same universe…. Just so happens the first few are ;) Enjoy :D
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Jacob growled and ran through the forest. Jared's revelation that Bella had run to Paul hurt. He'd tried for the past three weeks to tell her that Paul wouldn't change just because he had a kid. Beside him, Quil and Embry ran in silence. They didn't hear Leah, but they knew she'd joined them for their run. They hated seeing Jake so hurt, but they didn't think Paul was bad for Bella.
"You think Paul is good for her Quil?!" Jake growled.
Quil sighed. "He is, Jake. He treats her with respect… he listens to her when she's upset…"
"He loves her." Embry told him.
Jacob snapped his jaws and ran that much faster. "I love her, Embry. I listen to her. I'm there when she needs me! I've always been there for her. I've always treated her with respect! What the fuck does he have that I don't?"
"Her heart for one." Leah quipped.
"Fuck you, Leah."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Jake. I'm so sick of the damn pity party. Fucking listen to me douche bag. If you keep trying to break them apart, you're going to lose her for good. I suggest you leave her alone for while. She's happy and if you truly loved her, you'd be happy for her."
"What would you know about being happy Leah?"
"I pity you, Jake. I may have been unhappy with how things turned out, but Bella helped me move past it. What would you have done if you had started something with Bella and imprinted? You would have crushed her. You know you would too!" She snapped.
"Even if I did imprint, I'd fight for her!"
"You know you can't. Our imprints are our perfect matches in every way. Bella will always be your friend. Be happy with that." Quil muttered.
"Just go the hell home to Claire, Quil. You too, Embry. Go to Angela. I just want to be alone."
Quil and Embry sighed. They left him alone to run off his anger and heartache, promising to check in on him later. He ignored them and continued to run patrol routes through the trees. He'd never forgive Paul for stealing Bella. He'd loved her for as long as he could remember, and she'd been stolen by the womanizing, hot headed silver furred wolf. Could things get any worse?
He stopped just inside the tree line around Paul's house, watching him and Bella cuddling on his front steps. It had been an hour since Jared had shown up at Sam's and the two didn't look like they had moved. The sadness welled inside his chest when he heard Bella proclaim her love to Paul.
He turned and ran, too disheartened to stay and watch anymore. He never heard Paul asking Bella to be his girlfriend, and he missed her telling him yes. His thoughts were on his own sadness and the betrayal he felt with his pack brother, not how happy Bella looked with Paul in her life.