No copyright intended, all credit given to Stephenie Meyer, the creator of these characters.
I'm just having a little fun with the plot.
Jacob
No! I thought desperately.
We'd just come across the scent of the leach we'd been tracking down all month, bad thing was, I could smell Bella on the trail, too.
Why did she go out today? Couldn't she of stayed in?
We were too late. I knew that, but I didn't want it to be true. I could hear them, but we weren't close enough to stop it.
The packs mind was in chaos; everyone was running at full speed, listening to the sound of Bella's pleading voice.
Jacob. Sam thought. It's going to be too late for her. He's already bitten her. She's changing, there's nothing we can do to stop it.
I blocked him out. She was going to be fine. We would kill the bloodsucker then save Bella. She was going to be fine. She was going to be fine…
Everyone stiffened; it was hard on everyone to know that we were too late to save a human life. The past few weeks had been turmoil; people being murdered in the middle of the street.
Those blood-sucking freaks just can't stop, can they? First they leave Bella like she's some doll, played with and broken, and now this…
We were always too late to help them, the people who had been hunted, but not now. We would save Bella…
Sam had already reached the meadow, tackling the bastard off Bella. We burst through the trees into a circular meadow, where a heap of blood-sucking rubble lay scattered on the ground.
Bella was hidden in the shadows, staring bewilderedly at Sam. When her eyes flickered to me, I saw her blood smudged down her arm.
No…! I needed to save her, I could suck the venom out; it hadn't reached her heart yet... I took a step in her direction, getting ready to shift. No! Sam growled. Their venom is poison to you! You can't help her now, it's too late. Don't kill yourself over something you can't save; help me with this. He glanced towards the torso of the parasite, which Paul was now dragging towards the trees.
I knew Sam was trying to move my mind off the image of Bella, but I had to follow the Alpha's orders. My feet moved without any thought on my account, carrying me into the shadows out of Bella's sight.
I glanced back, and instantly regretted it; Bella's face was contorted with pain; I doubted she was seeing what was infront of her anymore. Sam was right, there was no helping her, and no matter what I did there's nothing I could do to save her.
A thought hit my mind then; she wouldn't survive. Not because of the pain, or the vunrable place she was left, but because of the threat she would become.
Sam would want her dead if she touched any human. He couldn't save her, and his quick mind had already made the decision that, if more lives where threatened, the threat must be destroyed.
I couldn't let him do that. I needed to get him away from her as soon as I could, even if it meant I had to go too. I tried to keep my thoughts hidden, although I knew most of the pack were avoiding what was going on inside my head it was likely Sam was listening.
I glanced at the mangled body that Paul had almost finished shreading and trudged towards him, helping make the vermins body small enough that it would burn easily.
I'll give her a chance, Jake. She had a kind heart, maybe she'll be lucky enough to keep it once it's over.
I glanced up at Sam. He was looking at me intently, his back turned to Bella. Although his words sounded true, I heard the doubt in his thoughts; he would never believe a leech could have a good heart, he didn't think they even had souls.
He tried to show me images of the Cullens, and Bella with treacle eyes, but it just made me cringe. The images were something I'd tried to avoid thinking of a thousand times before this day.
You better stay true to that, Sam.
Without waiting for a reply, I phased. I didn't want any more flase hope from Sam.
Quickly pulling on my pants, I grabbed Pauls lighter and started a fire with the tinder I kept in the pockets of my shorts. As Paul threw the body onto the fire, the choking smoke bellowed upwards, becoming trapped beneath the thick canopy and suffocating the living things that hadn't already scurried away from the commotion.
I couldn't listen to Bella's screams any longer. I had to help Paul under Sam's orders, but I was frozen to the spot as Bella let out another round of piercing shrieks. Each of her whimpers left me feeling more and more distant.
I ran then; away from it all. I didn't want to hear Bella's screams any longer, I couldn't keep them from echoing in my head, piercing my heart.
I couldn't stay here. No matter how strong the Sam's words were, I couldn't.