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Chapter 2: BPOV

I felt dead. Empty. He had left me. My world: gone. A few months had passed, as far as I could tell, and the pain was still eating away at me. Slowly. Painfully. Thinking about him left me clutching my stomach in pain, trying desperately to hold myself together. He had taken half of me with him, leaving a hole in my chest to tear me apart. Ripping. Shredding. I couldn't think, couldn't function without him. My life. My love. My everything.

I tried to carry on with my life as normal as Charlie encouraged me to do. It was hard. I couldn't concentrate, couldn't think without my mind leading back to...

I had become closer with Jacob Black, though I didn't like him the way he liked me. He was just a friend to me, like a brother, in ways. But nothing more. I couldn't love him. Not that way. My love, my heart, had already been taken. Broken. Ripped to shreds and throw away.

I had found but one way to be reminded of him without the pain in my chest: being in danger. If I was doing something stupid or reckless, I heard his velvety soft voice in my head. Usually the voice was angry at me for putting myself in harms way, as he would have been. But the anger only made the voice that much more addicting.

Jacob had helped me by fixing a couple of motorcycles, my first successful attempt to trigger the angel's voice. But the last time I rode my bike, the voice did not ring in my head, so I knew I needed a different trigger. I knew what that would be: cliff diving.

I was on my way to La Push now. I needed to hear his voice. Now. I wasn't going to wait until later to go cliff diving with Jacob.

Finally, I arrived at my destination, the peak of the cliff. I pulled off to the side and parked my old truck. I got out and walked up to the very edge of the drop-off, looking down to the dark water once I got close. Suddenly, I heard something rustling in the brush, causing my head to snap towards the noise. After some more noise, I began heading towards it.

"Hello?" I called.

There was more rustling before I heard what sounded like someone tripping. After a few seconds, a very drunk Jacob stumbled out of the forest with a beer in hand.

"Jacob?"

(A/N: Pretend that it sounds like he's drunk...please?? Sorry, I'm no good at drunk speak :S) "Hey baby!" His speech was slurred. "Wanna have some fun?" He hiccuped, causing his beer to slosh everywhere.

"You're drunk, Jacob."

He hiccuped again. "So?"

"What are you doing up here?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Waiting for you." He replied, grinning and sounding very stalker-ish.

"W-waiting for me? Why?"

He smiled wider, before he began stalking towards me. I took a couple steps back, but that only made him come after me faster. Finally, I just turned and ran, but I knew he could easily catch me.

Sure enough, he soon had me cornered at the edge of the cliff. And although I wanted to go cliff diving, I didn't want to fall off backwards, or jump off unprepared and injure myself. But I also knew I wouldn't get far anyways; Jake could swim ten times as fast as me.

My breathing was ragged from running, and I was about ready to collapse, so I had no energy to fight him. I guess he'd planned this all out, because he handed me a pen and some paper and told me to write. I did as he said, but tears streaked down my face from both defeat and fear of what was to come.

Once I'd finished writing, I handed him the paper and pen. He placed the note where it was easy to see – hanging from a branch in a nearby tree. Then he began walking towards me, and soon everything went black . . .

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