Bring Me to Life

Chapter Three: Tragic Memories

By: KellyCRocker59

I'm so sorry that it has been forever since I updated! I have school and work and so much pain in the you-know-where stuff going on that I haven't had time. However, this chapter is probably not enough to satisfy. I promise, though, that the next will be very intense (and very disturbing). I just couldn't combine the two chapters; it would have not turned out good.

I looked at Jacob in shock, trying to grasp the concept. How could he just not be a werewolf anymore? He had told me that it took a lot of control, but still, I didn't think that he had that kind of control. Besides, why would he not want to be a werewolf?

I choked up an answer that sounded a lot like a cough, and he looked up from his cinnamon rolls.

"Oh, yeah. You...don't know. I forgot."

I looked into his guilty eyes, and I suddenly became very worried.

"Jake, what happened? How..." I couldn't fathom how this could have happened.

"It's...a long story. Besides, you would just take their side again." He said, glaring down at his food.

"I won't, Jake...I promise." I said. What could be this bad?

He sighed.

"Okay. When you left, Victoria got mad. Really mad. She had counted on you staying in Forks, so when you fled, she was trapped without her prey. She had always been trapped, with the Cullens on one side and us on the other. But now she was trapped without her prey. So, to get revenge, she ran to our side of the line."

"So?" I interrupted.

"So, Jasper was looking for...the body. When she wandered over the line, Jasper sensed her, and tried to chase the bitch down. But she knew he was coming, so she led him right over the line. And Seth Clearwater was on the other side."

"So?" I asked, "Why didn't they just gang up on her?"

Jake sighed.

"She fled too quickly. But before she left, she tore off Seth's arm."

I gasped in shock.

"Any other Cullen would have been able to suppress the urge, but Japser...

"Hasn't been trying as long as they have." I finished in a whisper.

"The treaty was broken, and Sam launched an all-out war against the Cullens." Jake said, and I felt my stomach drop.

"W-What happened?" I asked finally, my heart stilling enough to let me think.

"Jasper was the first to go. Followed by his 'wife' and the big one. We lost Paul and Jared, but Sam got the doctor and his wife soon afterward, but not without losing Leah. The really pretty one was the last to go." Jake said, looking at me intently.

The tears came in a rush, and I felt Jacob's not-abnormally warm body against me, his arms pulling me close. I couldn't believe what had happened. I couldn't believe the amount of people that had died. Alice, Esme, Emmet, Jasper, Paul, Jared, Carlisle, Rosalie, Leah, Seth; all of them were dead. Gone forever.

Jake held me all throughout the night, my eyes running like faucets. Many questions raced through my head as I curled up against Jacob's form and eventually fell asleep; Why did it have to be like this? Why did this have to be so sad? Why did there have to be vampires or werewolves or any of this shit? Why?

I awoke to find myself lying on the couch in Jacob's arms, not used to the normal warmth that surrounded me. Jake was lying with his eyes closed, light snores sounding and gently vibrating my thin form. I looked up at him, and saw faint tear stains tracing down each eye. I reached up, gently cupping his cheek.

Jacob snapped awake, slightly rigid, but instantly relaxed as soon as he looked down at me. I laid lightly against his chest, and he let me lay there and think without any interruption. I thought about what he had said, how so many people so close to me at one point were suddenly gone. Finally, Jake spoke.

"I'm surprised you didn't take their side again." He said, an edge of bitterness seeping into his voice.

I shrugged.

"Why should I take their side. Victoria is to blame, but Jasper started it. You guys didn't really have a choice."

"Actually, I didn't fight." Jake said.

"What?" I asked in shock, pulling back to look up at him. I had always thought Jake to be the most eager to kill the Cullens.

"I...knew how much it would hurt you. When you left, I...after that battle against the Cullens, I vowed to stop being a werewolf. To stop being a monster."

That was the first time I truly realized just how much I had hurt Jacob. I felt so horrible about it. I wanted to just take it all away. I didn't want to hurt him anymore.

"I love you, Jacob." I whispered, lying down close against his chest.

I felt him wrap his arms protectively around me, and I felt, for the first time, really safe.

Sorry it was so short! Please don't be mad! I promise that the next one will satisfy.