Dear Molly,
By the time you read this. I'll be gone far away. I don't know how I could be so dumb and let something like that happen. Bella was my best friend in many ways and I can't go on knowing I am the reason she died. I don't know where I'm going or where I'll end up. All I know is I can't stay in La Push, or Forks, or even Washington. I just can't deal with this pain. I know my dad will probably read this, but in any case, I want him to know that I love him. He's been a great father and a great mentor, and for that I am eternally grateful. I wish that I could repay the Swan family somehow, but that's beyond reality. Molly. Dear sweet Molly. I don't even know what to say to you. I love you very much. Even if you are one of them, you are what completes me. You'll never know what just your presence can do to me, or how great my devotion is to you. Leaving is the hardest thing that I'll ever do, and Mols, you know that I've been through a lot. Don't let Quil, Embry, or even Sam try to hunt me down. I think it's best that I just go alone. I really, I just. Molly. Goodbye..
Love,
Jacob
Molly looked up and gazed at Billy, eyes solemn. "Billy," she almost inaudibly spoke. "What does this mean?"
"Molly," Billy started, "Jacob is a confusing boy. One thing I know though, he's a loyal friend. I don't know what kind of toll this will take on him or what he'll do. I just know he's not coming back. Not after all that."
"Isn't there some way that you can contact him and tell him that Bella isn't dead?"
Billy shook his head. "That's beyond us now. If you want to find him you'll have to do it the old fashioned way. That's all there is to it."
"Any idea where he went?" Molly gazed with hopeful expressions.
"No."
"Damn. Well I only have one hunch, and I really, really hope that I'm wrong. I'll need Sam and the others." As if by magic, several huge teen boys appeared from the woods.
"Molly," Sam spoke. "We're here."