Leah
I let the silent tears fall as I stared out across the ocean, lost in the dark haze of my own mind. The dark sky resembled that of velvet, star-sprinkled and beautiful. I felt a sense of pride rush over me, pride that I could look at something without turning my nose up in disgust. I was fortunate enough to have a few spare moments in which no one was inside my head; I thought about how lonely I was, how much I needed someone who loved me the way I used to – and still do to this very moment – love Sam Uley. I remembered our plans, how we had intended to spend our lives together. I lay my head on my thick paws and watched the silent clouds pass by the moon, creating a ghostly shadow and affecting the little light that was shining upon me, and then indulging me in an eerily white luminescence.
'Getting emotional are we Leah?' Jacob interrupted my moment.
'Go away, Jake, you're not wanted here.'
'I lost someone too, y'know? I know how you are feeling; I understand how much pain you are in.'
Jacob didn't know the first thing about how I was feeling. He had no idea how much my heart ached, the strain each pound put upon it. I sighed mentally and adjusted my position so I was facing the direction of Jake's thoughts, although I could not see him for the thick forest of trees.
'Maybe, but at least you found someone. I don't believe there's anyone out there for me.'
Jacob growled moodily, obviously tired of my constant complaints; 'trust me, I thought exactly the same when I lost Bella. I thought my life was over, I thought there was no one else for me out there until that moment when I stared into Nessie's eyes...' Jacob's thoughts turned to when he had first met Renesmee and then changed abruptly to Bella as a vampire.
'Jake, please?'
'..Sorry.' Jacob hung his head in mock embarrassment. Honestly, he could be so aggravating sometimes. I supposed he thought he was helping me to move on but in fact, he was feeding the jealous monster inside me, urging it on, and tempting it to do things that I would never have dreamed. A loud growl ripped from my chest and ran for the forest, the tears streaming.
Blythe