Yes, yes it's been a while. Sorry. So here's the next chapter.

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RPOV

A year later, a whole year, and he never came back. Quil started refusing to give me any new on Jake. It was sheer torture. I had read most of the classics (even the ones that are impossible to get), most of the academic books even old ones like On the Revolutions of Heavenly Spheres by Copernicus. Carlisle got me an original copy. I have no idea how.

I had exhausted almost every aspect of literature. I was pathetic. Dad, mom, Aunt Rosalie, and Uncle Emmett had finally left. It took me a long time to convince them that I didn't need a babysitter. Aunt Alice and uncle jasper had been easier to convince. Aunt Alice knew that I needed to be alone. Grandpa and grandma were still around, but they didn't hover like my parents did.

Quil was still the only visitor I welcomed. That is, he was, until Nahuel showed up. Nahuel actually turned out to be charming company. We had a lot in common. The only problem was his unhealthy interest in me.

When the one year anniversary of Jake leaving arrived, I got angry. I think that's what everyone was waiting for because they didn't seem surprised when I announced that Nahuel and I were going on a date.

JPOV

I'd spent the last year trying to make something of myself. I was almost finished. I'd put my mechanical expertise to use, and was actually making a name for myself. None of that mattered though because all I wanted was to go home.

I caught glimpses of Renesmee in the others' heads. Quil was the worst. He never gave me a break. He was always with Ness. Why did he care? He had his own imprint.

Hey, Jake.

Go away, Quil. I growled in my mind. He wouldn't leave me alone.

Dude, you're so stupid. You're taking this too far.

You don't know anything.

Oh, really? I didn't like his tone.

What do you know that I don't?

Do you want a list?

Shut up.

Okay.

Tell me.

No.

Quil… I threatened.

Fine, but you aren't going to like it.

Just tell me. How bad could it be? Wait. Is Ness okay? Did she get hurt?

No, man, calm down.

Okay.

Jacob, you should come home. There was no joke in his tone, just sincerity.

I will, just give me a little longer.

Did you ever stop to think about what she feels?

What are you talking about?

You're as bad as Edward.

Don't compare me to him.I hissed.

You left her just like he left Bella.

Oh, just shut up. I hated to think that he might be right. Is that what you were going to tell me?

No.

Get on with it.

Nessie's dating Nahuel. I phased back at record speed, not wanting Quil to hear my reaction.

I had been running through the woods, but now I was curled up on the ground. It was déjà vu. Why did thinking of Nessie always reduce me to this? Oh yeah, I's because I love her so damn much. I love her, and now she's with another guy, a guy who's perfect for her.

Pain ripped through me. I always thought my last words would be along the lines of "Oh shit, zombies." or "Die zombie slime!" I should have known that they'd really be more like "Nessie…" That's what I was moaning pathetically at the time. I felt like I was dying. I couldn't lose Renesmee. She was the only thing that mattered in my world.

I had to get her back. She couldn't really love that Nahuel guy, could she? She hardly even knew him. I refused to lose her.

I phased back, shaking off the hideous déjà vu. I'd spent one too many times lying on the ground in pain.

Sorry, man. Quil greets me.

It's okay. I'm coming home.

Good idea, genius. You would have been heading back anyway.

What makes you think that?

The Cullens went to find you.

What?

Well, just Edward, Bella, Rosalie, and Emmett. I think they feel guilty.

Shit. I don't really feel like dealing with them, Quil.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

I ran, sniffing for any trace of vampire scent. I still wanted to kill Edward for making this happen, but I thought Renesmee might not be too happy about that.

I had to sleep eventually. I curled up under a tree in wolf form and prayed that no vampires found me while I slept.

As I slept, I dreamt. In my dream I saw Bella as she was when Sam found her after Edward left. In the dream, I was the one stooping to pick her up. As I got closer, Bella's features morphed into Renesmee's. She had that same expression of complete and total grief and pain, covered by numbness.

She was muttering "He's gone." As I took her home and gave her to Edward, she said "Jake!" and started crying. I felt like my heart was being ripped out. Wait, it was. I zombie was attacking me from behind. They were attacking Renesmee. Suddenly, the dream turned into a huge zombie battle. All I could hear was Nessie screaming.

I woke up panting. Usually I loved zombie dreams, but that wasn't normal. I could still hear Renesmee's screams, see her tears.

I just had to get home. As soon as I was there, I'd go down on my knees and beg Renesmee to take me back. Then I'd go rip Nahuel's throat out for daring to make a move on my girl. Then I'd kill Quil for good measure. With those happy thoughts in mind, I ran faster than ever towards Renesmee, towards home.

This chapter is dedicated to everyone who believes that every story is better with zombies.

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