JPOV
Nothing.
That was all anyone had heard for hours now. Doctors and nurses would leave Bella's room, but they never approached me, or Charlie, who by now, was beside himself. I was just about climbing the goddamn walls! Why wouldn't anybody tell us anything?! I just wanted to know if she was ok!
Charlie sat on the uncomfortable, old waiting room chair, with a of disgusting coffee in his hands. He was swirling the hot liquid around with a wooden stirrer, as if the answers to all his problems were floating at the bottom on that cup.
While Charlie appeared to remain calm, I was ready to barge the fuck into that room, and take the doctors by their throats and demand they give me some news!
Since Bella had been admitted to this God-forsaken hell hole, it was like, without her, I couldn't laugh, cry be angry or even be sad. I had all of these emotions trapped in my body that begged to be unleashed, but without her, I could do nothing.
More hours passed. My pack had found out one-by-one about the accident and came to offer support. Emily was beside herself; she saw Bella as her sister, and her being in here had hit her hard.
"Oh Jacob, I'm so sorry. I cannot believe this has happened. Are they saying anything about her condition?" she asked as she enveloped me in a warm hug.
I shook my head. No.
I couldn't find it within me to give her the verbal answer she was looking for. I couldn't say the words that my baby still wasn't any better.
Emily nodded with sadness shadowing her eyes. "Has anybody informed Bella's mother? She should be here for this in case-"
In case. That small yet enormous phrase somehow triggered the anger I had tried to bury deep down.
"In case what, Emily? In case she doesn't survive?! She WILL survive! She has to."
Sam stood from his chair faster than a bolt of lightning, immediately taking his place in front of her, protecting her, just like I should have done. "Jacob, I know you're upset, but do not talk to Emily that way. She's only trying to help."
As much as I tried to take his advice on board, I was so angry. I was angry about everything that had happened that night. Why? Why was she ripped from my grip right when I finally had her? What had we done that was so terrible, that the Gods or Spirits found it possible to take away the one person I had always loved, and cause her so much pain?
I couldn't take it. I didn't want to take it. I refused.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to accept that the love of my life will give up so easily! She loves me! Our love is worth fighting for, it has to be!"
Suddenly I felt my entire body start to tremble and shake. I had to stay in control. Bella was my girl, not my wolfs; their souls may be imprinted, but she was MY girl!
"Excuse me," A doctor said, interrupting my inner argument. "I'm looking for Mr. Charlie Swan, Isabella's father?"
I jumped from my chair, earning a strange look from the doctor. Yeah get over it, she's my girlfriend I have a right to know!
Charlie shot up right away, anxiety written all over his face. "He's with me. I'm Charlie Swan. Is my daughter ok?" he replied quickly.
The doctor held out his hand to both Charlie and me. "Let's take a seat. Would it be possible to discuss this alone?" His eyes moved to my pack brothers.
Without hesitation I commanded, "Leave."
They carried out my command with no delay.
"Isabella has suffered various severe injuries. We've taken several scans to see the extent of the damage and so far, the primary damage appears to be in her head-"
"Her head?!" Charlie cried, not believing his ears.
Her head...
"When she was brought in, we noticed she has several lacerations to her face and scalp, although they didn't appear as serious, the brain is still at risk of being jostled inside of her skull because of the impact of the crash. As I said, we've taken several CAT scans to assess the extent of her injury and also to her spine. At this particular moment in time, Isabella is at high risk of brain or cervical spine injury." The Doctors paused to let us take it all in.
If she did pull through this, there would be a huge chance she wouldn't be MY Bells...
The person who put her in here was going to pay with their life!
He then continued. "The basic treatment for head injuries was carried out in the ambulance enroute here. However, due to finding a blood clot within the tissue and severe bleeding, we are now having to increase the treatment, which means I would need yourself or Isabella's mother to sign a release form, so I can go ahead and perform Neurosurgery."
Without hesitation, Charlie gave the go ahead. "Give me that release. If this is what it takes to speed up her recovery, I'll do it. I'll do anything..."
The doctor nodded in acknowledgment, and left the room briefly to retrieve the release forms.
The door opened moments later, and he handed over the paper.
Charlie sighed, looking at his wits end. "Just give it to me straight, Doc. What's the worst case scenario here?" he asked, while filling out the form.
"We are going to do everything in our power to make sure it doesn't come to this, but worst case scenario would be death."
.Death.
My Bells...gone forever.
.Death.
I couldn't accept that answer. I refused to accept that answer! My baby would pull through, she had to!
In reaction, my body started to tremble, and I knew what shortly followed. I needed to get out of there; the close proximity to death was unnerving. The fact I knew the worst case scenario and couldn't do fuck all about it, killed me.
"Sir? Are you okay?" asked the doctor.
"I...I...need to get out of here. I need some fresh air." And on that note, I shot up and flew out the door before the grief completely overwhelmed me.
CPOV
I was heartbroken, shattered beyond all repair. My precious angel was fighting for her life and all I could do was look through the goddamned window! I wanted to be in there, by her side, holding her hand, but the quacks wouldn't allow it.
How did they expect me to stay sane? It was killing me to know how much pain she was in and there nothing I could do to stop it! Wasn't that my job? Stopping her pain, shielding her from the evil of this world? So why the hell couldn't I stop this?
"Chief?" a soft, kind voice asked from behind me.
Slowly I turned my head to see a sad looking Emily Young approaching me. "You can call me Charlie." I paused, trying to control my tears. I knew how close Bella and Emily were. "What's up, Emily?"
She began to fiddle with her fingers as she stood before me. "I just wondered if you would like me to contact Renee? Nobody seems to have reached her and well...I kind of thought, as she's her mom, she should be here."
I sighed. It had completely slipped my mind to contact Renee. I was so caught up in getting Bella better, I forgot to inform her.
"Thanks Em, that would be a load off. " I paused. "After you do, could you also check on Jake for me? I don't think he's coping with it very well."
Emily nodded and gave a wobbly smile. "Sure thing Chie- Charlie."
And with that, Emily left to contact Renee, while I stood and gazed into Bella's room watching as they prepped her for surgery, praying that she would be ok.
I'd had enough for one night; I just wanted my daughter to pull through.
RPOV
"Renee, you have a message, honey," said my husband, Phil. The warm Floridian weather had been exactly what I needed. Phil wasn't around much because of his baseball, but when he was, I cherished our time together. As much as my new home in Florida was everything I'd ever wanted, It still needed one thing: my daughter.
I missed her terribly. Of course I would, I'm her mother. And it killed me when I had to leave her with Charlie, but what other choice did I have? She needed a stable environment, one that living with a baseball player couldn't provide, but Charlie could.
But that didn't mean that I didn't think about her; I did, every single day.
I placed my cocktail on the table beside me and climbed off of the sun lounger, placing my sun glasses on my head. "Coming!" I sung happily.
Making my way up the porch steps, I took the receiver from my husband, but not before giving him a swift kiss. He smiled, winked at me then walked inside, giving me some privacy. I couldn't help but feel hundreds of butterflies flutter around in my stomach. That man made me feel like a teenager again.
Smiling, I placed the phone to my ear. "Renee Dwyer."
"Mrs. Dwyer, my name is Emily Young. I'm terribly sorry to bother you, but I have some bad news." Bad news? What could possibly be so bad?
"I'm sorry, miss, do I know you?"
"Oh goodness, I'm sorry. I'm a close friend of your daughter, Bella." A wave of relief rushed over my body. I was glad my baby had finally found some friends, she needed that.
"No problem, sweetheart, now you said you had some bad news? Do I need to sit down?" I chuckled.
The line fell silent, though I could hear very faint hitched breaths.
"Emily? Is everything ok?"
"Yes, I'm afraid you may need to sit down. What I'm about to tell you won't be easy."
As I listened to Bella's friend, I could hardly believe my ears. A shockwave of horror struck my heart at the thought of my beautiful angel in the hospital. I didn't understand how that could have happened.
Before I knew what was happening, my legs went from under me and my entire body crumbled to the floor in shock and fear. I felt like my heart had been ripped out, my eyes couldn't contain the dam of tears slowly finding their escape.
I had to get to Forks as soon as possible.
BPOV
I could feel myself fading, drifting further into the black abyss. As much as I tried to bring myself around, the pain and agony I was in was just too much. I tried to open my eyes; I needed to see my Jacob. I needed to look into his beautiful eyes and see the life shine back at me. I wanted to kiss his lips and see the visions of our magnificent future before my eyes.
I wanted him to hold my hand as we walked down the beach. Whisper sweet nothings in my ear as we cuddled near the bonfire. Kiss, touch, caress and love every part of his body.
As much as I tried to force myself into consciousness, the more my life with Jacob seemed to slip away.
JPOV
I had been outside, pacing up and down for ten minutes. My head buzzed from everything that had happened. I couldn't ignore the aching, niggling feeling nipping at my heart any longer. My wolf was growing crazy without the closeness of his imprint. I was going insane without the touch and presence of the love of my life.
I needed to suck it up and be the man everybody needed me to be. I needed to go back into the hospital and stay by my girl's side.
CPOV
The next day, I sat in Bella's room along with a devastated Jacob. We were anxiously waiting for her to come out of surgery, and to be honest, not knowing how my baby was was killing me.
A moment later, the door flew open and the nurses caring for Bella came in pushing her bed. I gulped hard, and immediately stood. Jacob was up like a shot and striding towards her side. The nurses explained to him that she needed time to recover; she had been through alot, and her body was extremely fragile and sore.
The look of pure agony on his face brought tears to my eyes. I felt his pain; I knew how he felt as she was my daughter. It was tearing me apart to know how much pain she was in, but I couldn't do anything about it. She was my life, and my life was literally hanging in the balance.
That thought alone terrified me.
I glanced towards Jake, and saw the look of exhaustion in his eyes. He needed to sleep, but I knew he wouldn't leave her side.
"Son, you need to rest-"
"No, I'm staying. She needs me here," he snapped back. His eyes were boring into her body, almost willing her telepathically to wake up. Jacob held her hand within his and held onto her for dear life. His cheeks were stained from his tears. The rims of his eyes were red raw from the constant leak of salty tears. His eyes dull and bloodshot from exhaustion, and his entire stance looked almost defeated.
"Jacob, if anything changes I'll let you know. She would want you to sleep, son, you know that. There's nothing more we can do; her body needs to recover so she is our Bella when she wakes up."
At my words, his eyes snapped to mine. "Thank you," he whispered. "Thank you for saying 'when' and not 'if'. Everybody's acting as if she won't wake up, and I need to hold on to the fact she will. She has to..." He faded off with more tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I understand, son. But go home. I promise you will be the first one I call. I expect Renee will be here soon, and Bella doesn't need a crowd around her."
"Charlie I can't-"
"Son, trust in me. I know how you feel for her. I know how she feels for you; you will be the first one I contact if anything happens. But you need to rest."
I could see how reluctant he was to leave; it was like if he moved an inch from her side it would physically hurt him.
"Go son, rest then come back. You'll feel better for it."
His sad, forlorn eyes met mine. "Promise me you'll call?" He sounded almost pained.
I nodded my head in response; I was true to my word. I would contact him if anything happened. Jacob then nodded, and kissed Bella's hand. He whispered something in his tribal language and then left, very slowly.
JPOV
I smiled. My beautiful angel was lying next to me, with nothing but a sheet and my hand covering her body. Her eyes shone with love and devotion. Her heart beat increased every time our eyes locked. Her gorgeous brown hair was sprawled out over the pillow from our passionate lovemaking. God, how good it felt to be inside her, finally moving as one. Our bodies joined, connected for that period of time, rocking together creating unimaginable amounts of pleasure that I never knew existed. The intense happiness I felt as I looked into her eyes and saw the same emotions mirrored back at me. The way I felt when my lips touched and claimed every inch of her body.
The way my wolf purred with happiness; It was fucking amazing.
"You're so beautiful, Bells," I said softly, as my fingers traced over her creamy skin.
A blush played across her cheeks, causing her to look toward the mattress. "You are biased, you have to say that."
I lifted her chin, making sure to look her dead in the eyes. "Since when have you ever known me to have to do something? I'm a Black, baby; I do and say what I want. And I think you are fucking beautiful. Every single inch of you is so gorgeous." I kissed her lips. "So damn gorgeous."
As our kiss progressed into something a little more passionate, I heard her mumble against my lips. "I love you so much, Jake."
Fuck, how good did those words sound? Most of my life I've yearned to hear them and now that I have, I wouldn't change it for the world. Isabella Swan was mine, at long fucking last.
Her hands flew into my hair, forcing me towards her. I couldn't help it, my body, mind, soul and wolf craved to be close to her - inside her. Slowly my hands came down and gently cupped, then massaged her perfect breasts. Through touching and holding her body, I had finally found my heaven.
Instinctively my knees nudged her legs open, causing her to separate them and allow me in between. I groaned into her mouth as the blistering heat from her core burned my skin in the most amazing way.
"Jake..." she moaned, as my lips left hers and trailed down her body. I kissed, licked and suckled every inch of her skin until I reached her exquisite nipples. I found myself practically salivating just at the thought of what I could do to them, and the reactions I would evoke from her as my tongue lapped and flicked them.
I felt her body arch and writhe beneath me. She needed me-my touch-and I wasn't about to say no.
My mouth descended onto her hard nipple, taking her breast fully into my mouth. I teased her continuously, scraping, nibbling, lapping, flicking her nipple anyway I could, eliciting some incredible moans from her. Her hands found their way into my hair, softly massaging my scalp and holding me in place.
I moved my right hand over her body as my mouth continued its mission of pleasure on her breasts. I wasn't ready to let go yet. My fingers slowly worked their way down between her legs, caressing the soft, tender skin on her thighs. I needed to get her ready for me, prepare her for my size, so I let my fingertips glide over the outer skin of her lips, groaning as I felt how soft and moist she was.
I felt her buck against my hand, and after several more strokes, I knew she was ready.
"Jake, baby, I need you..."
An animalistic growl escaped from my lips. I couldn't help but push her further. "What do you need, honey? Tell me?"
My finger then moved on to her tiny bundle of nerves, slowly rubbing, causing her to gasp. "Ugh..."
My eyes rolled into my head as she moaned for me, her legs and body trembled under my influence. "Tell me what you want me to do to you, baby," I ordered softly in her ears, nibbling her earlobe.
She then said something which caught me completely off guard.
"Take me, Jake, fuck me." My jaw dropped. There was no hesitation or shyness in her demand; it was a flat out order and it turned me the fuck on!
"Fuck, you're so sexy." I growled into her neck as my fingers continued to tease her. I felt her warm, slick juices start to coat my fingertips, and I knew she was reaching an orgasm, but I wanted to be inside her as I gave her the much needed release.
Moving my hand away and bringing them to my lips, Bella stunned me again. She took my hand and placed my fingers inside her mouth, sucking and devouring her juices.
That had to have been the sexiest thing I had ever seen. She then released my hand and yanked me down, pressing her lips to mine. I literally died. The delicious taste of her pending orgasm coating her tongue, mixing with the natural taste of Bella, was fucking amazing. I took everything I could get.
I reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, and pushed the head of my cock slowly into her burning core. "Fuck, baby, you're still so tight," I moaned into her neck.
I felt her smile into my skin as I continued to stretch and move into her body. If I died now, I'd be a fucking happy man.
"Make love to me, baby," Bella whimpered against my shoulder, her hands clamping on to my ass as I filled her.
I intended on doing just that and so much more.
Then something struck me. She kissed my lips but it was different. It was hard, controlling and domineering, and nothing like my Bella. I tried to get her to slow it down but she demanded dominance, thrusting her tongue into my mouth- a tongue that wasn't my baby's.
"We can be together now, Jacob, just like we've always wanted." What the fuck?!
My eyes flew open, and before I could even process what was happening, a boiling hot hand found its way into my shorts, causing my wolf to go mad insane anger.
That wasn't my Bella.
I pushed the person off, and wiped the disgusting taste off my mouth.
"What the fuck, Leah?!"
A small smirk played across her lips. "Don't act like you didn't like it. We both know you were getting into that."
Was this chick for real? "I was enjoying it! Up until you laid your hands on me! Why don't you get it, Leah? I'm in love with Bella!"
Her frown faded instantly. "You were thinking of HER? Fuck sake, Black! Are you fucking stupid? I'm the one you should be with!" she fumed, her face turning red in rage.
I shook my head in frustration. "No. Leah, it's never been you. I'm sorry, but my heart belongs to Bell-"
I was rudely cut off by the sickly taste of Leah's lips on mine. For a few seconds I was so stunned I couldn't react. Then my brain registered everything that was happening, and I frantically pushed her off. "Leah, leave. Now!"
"No! I won't fucking leave! That bitch has taken everything from me, and I'm not taking her bullshit anymore! I mean fuck, the bitch isn't even here and she's still causing trouble for us!"
That was it.
I lost it. "There isn't a fucking 'us', why don't you get that?! I'm in love with Bella and I always have been! She's the one I fantasize about; even when I was with you, I imagined I was fucking her!" I roared.
I knew I had probably gone a little over the top, but the woman just wouldn't fucking get it! Bella was my life and always had been! I wasn't about to lose everything I'd worked so fucking hard for a meaningless fuck with that psychotic bitch!
My body, heart and wolf wouldn't allow it.
RPOV
I had jumped on the first flight available to Forks, and prayed with everything I had in me that my baby would make it out of this. When I got to the hospital, the place was full with half naked teenage boys, but at that precise moment I really couldn't care less about that.
I made my way toward reception and found out Bella's room, then sprinted there as fast as my legs would take me.
Now I sat by her bed an hour later, my hand holding hers, willing - urging - her to come back to us. We all needed her.
Listening to the piercing beeps of the machines keeping her alive was hell. The doctors had told me that although the surgery went well, the first few hours after an operation were critical. My baby looked so weak and fragile, it tore me apart to think of the pain she must have gone through. My only child, having to suffer so much pain, was an unbearable thought.
The doctors and nurses had told me she could hear everything we were saying, and to try and talk to her. So I did that.
Choking back my tears, I brought her hand to my lips and softly kissed it. "Hey my sweet girl, it's your mom. I know, you are probably thinking what the hell is she doing here. But you see, you're giving us all a hard time. I need you to come back, darling." I paused, the tears falling from my eyes. "Charlie needs you. You know what he's like, and he's useless around the house. He has trouble boiling water." I chuckled, wiping away my tears. I promised I wouldn't do this, but seeing her so lifeless...tore me apart.
"So, Emily told me you have a thing for Billy Black's son. I always knew you two would hit it off; you were unbelievably close as children, pretty much inseparable. You never went anywhere without one another; it was either you go with him or he'd find a way to go with you."
"I need you to wake up, baby. I need to hear your voice every week; I need to see the goofy pictures you send. I need to know my precious daughter is flying high and happy. Jacob needs to see into those beautiful eyes and see how much you love him. He needs to hold you close and plan your lives together. Charlie needs his little spitfire. He needs to be kept in line, and you seem to be the only person capable of doing that." I gave a sad chuckle, praying my words were working.
I held my hand out and stroked along her cold cheeks, wincing at how cold they were. My fingers moved into her hair, letting her know that I was there. "Please...please open those brown eyes. Please put us all out of our misery. I love you, darling, and I need my baby girl to come back and tell me she loves me. Please don't leave us...please?"
Suddenly a loud beeping sound echoed around the hospital room, waking Charlie and alerting the hospital staff.
Oh, God. Please...please...don't do this!
The doctors and nurses came rushing in, moving myself and Charlie out of the way. "She's going into cardiac arrest. I need to start emergency CPR!" the doctor instructed while getting the defibrillator.
"Can someone please remove Miss Swan's parents?" he ordered.
With us removed from the room, they cut Bella's nightgown and placed pads on her chest. He took the defibrillator and counted down. "Three... Two... One... Clear!" They collided with her chest, sending electric shocks throughout her body, causing her to automatically arch away from the bed.
My heart leapt from my chest. Tears fell uncontrollably down my cheeks as I watched them shock her body. My beautiful little girl was going through so much pain. I wanted to be in there, by her side, but I couldn't.
And that tore me apart.
Leah's POV
God! I was so pissed! That snotty little cow wasn't even here, and she was still fucking up my life with Jacob! Why couldn't he just let her go?
"All you ever think about is that clumsy bitch! Why won't you see I'm so much better for you than her?!" I yelled, while throwing daggers toward the love sick puppy in front of me. It was so fucking pathetic!
Jake jumped off the bed, and aggressively grabbed a hold of my arm. His fingernails were burying themselves in my skin. "I want you out! NOW!"
Shaking myself from his grip, I pushed him away from me. "No! You need to hear a few hard truths! That woman is nothing but a vicious, clumsy school girl! She couldn't handle the big bad wolf that is "Jacob Black," but I could!" The man made me so angry!
"I'm not doing this with you, Leah. I've told you where my heart lies. If you can't deal with that, that's your own problem."
He then delivered a killer blow. "Is that the reason you didn't visit her? You're jealous of my feelings for her?"
I scoffed. "Please, don't flatter yourself, Black. I didn't visit her because I see no reason to lower myself to vamp lover's level."
Glancing up, I started to see his body trembling and shaking with rage. "You will not SPEAK of those mother fucking leeches while in my presence! GOT ME?! Bella is my imprint! MINE!"
Imprint? I suddenly felt like I'd been punched in the stomach so hard I'd been knocked to the floor. "You've imprinted on her?"
With his jaw clenched, he almost proudly answered. "Yes. I have finally imprinted on her, and if you think I'm going to lose her over this thing you think we have, you are wrong. You have caused enough trouble! You are an unstable bitch who needs to get the FUCK out of my house!"
At his vicious, cowardly statement, I lost it. My entire body trembled from the inside out. My insides began to burn uncontrollably, and my anger reached boiling point. It was then that I knew what was happening, and I needed to get out of the dingy house. Now.
Before I knew what was happening, Jacob had dragged me arm first outside where we both transformed into our wolves.
It was then that I made the heart stopping mistake.
JPOV
My vision had been bombarded with a sea of mind-numbing images.
I saw everything.
It was her, my pack sister, someone I was supposed to be able to rely on. I couldn't believe it. I stood on my paws stunned, not sure of how to deal with everything I'd just seen.
I was drowning in her twisted thoughts as I saw through her eyes as she knocked my baby over. I couldn't take it; my entire body threatening to erupt with pure rage.
"She deserved it, Jake! She took you away from me! I love-" I lunged at her throat, running full speed. I completely lost it. My life had been completely ruined! My beautiful girl was lying in a fucking hospital bed because that psychotic bitch refused to understand the meaning over.
"HOW COULD YOU? SHE'S MY FUCKING LIFE!" I raged, my teeth sinking into her fur. Jake wasn't here any longer- in his place was a malicious wolf, torn apart and out for revenge. First on his hit list: Leah fucking Clearwater.
She may have been faster than me, but I was stronger. She tried to shove my wolf from her body, but my wolf wasn't going to be deterred from his mission. I lifted my paws, my razor sharp claws sparkling against the sun, and swiped it across her face.
"Ah! Jake, you're hurting me!" Leah's wolf whimpered from the pain I was inflicting upon her worthless body.
With my teeth bared, saliva flying out of my mouth, my nostrils flared as I panted furiously. "GOOD! YOU DESERVE TO BE IN PAIN!
Leah growled loudly, using her paws she violently launched me into the air. With my lightning reflexes, I managed to stop myself from crashing to the ground. She jumped up on all fours, our wolves' circling each other, as if stalking prey.
"Jake, we can be together now, why don't you see that?!"
I growled and shook my head, blocking out her voice. "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! THERE WILL NEVER BE AN US! THERE NEVER HAS BEEN AN US! YOU BETTER FUCKING PRAY SHE WAKES UP. OR YOU ARE DEAD!" I couldn't stand to be near that evil bitch. I wanted her gone, and gone forever!
Feeling the urgent need to remove myself, I ran towards the beach. I couldn't believe it. She was my pack sister for fuck sake! We were supposed to protect each other, not inflict unimaginable amounts of pain on one another. I needed to be away from here; I needed to be by my Bella's side, making sure she was ok.
But I was so fucking angry. I was out of my mind! Why was all of this happening? I just wanted to be with Bella, make her happy and give her the live we'd always dreamt of.
Were people ever going to let us be free?
~~WY~~
I had phased back into human form and was idly picking up and launching sticks, shells and stones into the rolling ocean.
As I threw them, I felt some part of me-somewhere deep within-slowly fading away. My life had suddenly lost all its colour, all the happiness that once filled my heart was slowly seeping away. The strength in my body - my will to fight - felt redundant. I suddenly became the young, innocent, naive kid I used to be before all the supernatural shit. Only this time, my love - my love for Bella, my beautiful angel - was a thousand times stronger.
Pain - unendurable pain - surrounded my beating heart, as the realization of what was happening finally hit me.
She was leaving me.
My gorgeous Bella, my beautiful Swan, my stronger, stubborn, hot-headed imprint, was giving into the fight.
Giving up on us - on me.
The sheer power of the thought sent me tumbling to my knees. I hit the pebbles with a thud as my body collapsed over itself. My once strong, unbreakable, invisible shield was slowly crumbling to pieces before my eyes. I suddenly felt weak, defenceless...vulnerable. So much so, I brought my trembling hands up and around my chest and held on tight as if my arms were keeping me held together. They weren't. Bella was the only thing capable of holding my heart, body and soul intact...and now she was leaving me. The tears of friendship, happiness, longing, sadness, anger, denial...love...violently broke free from my eyes as I held in the urge to scream at the top of my lungs- scream from the feeling of my baby slipping further and further away.
My body began to tremor ferociously as the scream I had forced deep within finally ripped through my entire body. Kneeling, I squeezed my eyes shut, threw my head back and roared towards the sky.
"BBBEEEELLLLLAAAAAAAA!"
I felt it; as the torrent of pain cascaded down my cheeks, I knew. I would never hear her beautiful laugh, look into her gorgeous brown eyes, watch as she danced around the kitchen or take us both to new heights of pleasure as I made love to her stunning body ...I would never have those things again.
My sexy, innocent, smart, beautiful Bella had left me. My wolf howled in pain as his imprint had broken his very soul by leaving him.
My best friend, love of my life and sole reason for breathing...was gone forever.
My life was over.
~WY~
Minutes, hours, days, months...years could have passed for all I cared. I had lost the will to fight, breathe, move...live. I was nothing without my beautiful Bells. I was a corpse, the walking dead. I had no life now. Everything I had fought so hard for, cried for, bled for...it was all gone.
More tears of devastation swam around my eyes as I remembered how she looked when we expressed our love for one another and she kissed me - really kissed me. She was radiant; an angel.
Now our happily ever after was no more. I couldn't be the Knight in Shining Armour and save her like in her romance books...because she had already left me.
My broken - shattered- heart was damaged beyond repair and the only person who would ever be able to fix it, was the one person who had broken it.
The sound of twigs snapping and leaves rustling brought me back to the painful present, a present where my best friend no longer existed.
"Jake?" Seth said, sadly. "I know you probably just want to be left alone to grieve for Bella. But I just wanted you to know...I'm here...if you need anything."
I clenched my eyes shut and fought the urge to tell him to leave me the fuck alone and let me die in peace. I couldn't; it wasn't his fault he was related to that murdering bitch. He was just the poor fucker having to clean up all her shit, as per fucking usual.
Well not this time.
My murderous eyes shot open, my entire body shook with rage and anger as I growled. "You wanna do something for me?"
Seth's heart raced with fear as he absorbed my icy tone and nodded cautiously.
I stood and turned my lethal gaze into the scared little boy in front of me. "Take me to Leah."
~WY~
Leah was never seen nor heard from again. No one knows exactly what became of her, and everyone is afraid to ask. She is simply...gone.