A/N: I kinda like that Jacob was mean to Mel in this chapter. I think it's funny that he basically called her a whore too. But the 'Hate Mel' club is coming to an end. But don't worry, it'll be back later in the story!... Review please, love to hear your comments on the story!

Chapter 19: Sad Sunset

How could I live with myself
Knowing that I let our love go (love go)
And ooh what I do with one chance
I just gotta let you know
I know what I did wasn't clever
But me and you we're meant to be together

'Whatcha Say' by Jason Derulo

After running away from Mel I went to the one place that always made me feel better. The cliff that overlooked the ocean with the bleached log that acted as a bench.

I remembered bringing Mel here and I smiled at the fun we had.

I stilled when there was a sound. It was a howl, a howl of utter pain.

I approached the sound, ready to fight whoever was on our land.

Then I saw a black wolf and I immediately knew who it was.

Melanie sat there howling into the sky.

The sun was setting and the sky was a mix or oranges and pinks.

The mix of colors from the sunset was like a halo around her. Once again my heart squeezed. I loved her but I couldn't deal with what she'd done to me.

I wondered why we could no longer hear each other through our mind connection but I didn't want to think about that.

She sighed and then changed back into her human form. I couldn't help but watch her. She was so beautiful in any form.

She collapsed on the log like she was carrying the weight of the whole world on her shoulders.

Her head in her hands she said, "Dear God what have I done? How could I betray him like that?"

She sniffled and continued to cry.

I changed and put on the borrowed jeans from the Cullens.

She heard the rustling and shot up and went into a defensive stance.

"Who's there?" she asked.

Out of the shadows walked Jacob. I was so glad to see him that I almost ran up to him and hugged him.

But I remembered that he hated me right now, so I kept to myself.

I promised myself that I would explain to him what happened even if it killed me, and so I would do.

"Jacob-," I started but he raised a hand to me.

I stopped talking and waited for him, "Why Melanie? Why would you do something like that to me?"

"I – I don't know Jacob. That's what's wrong with all this. Something must have come over me because I had no recollection of what happened until Ana brought it up."

"Yeah, that probably because you were so piss-drunk that you can't remember."

The expression on his face made me wince. He'd never been so mad at me before. I don't even think we'd even ever had a fight. And if looks could kill…

"I wasn't drunk Jacob, I know that for sure."

"Then what the hell happened?! All I hear is that you don't know what went on that night, but you had to have known. So either you're lying and you know exactly what happened or you don't want to admit that you cheated on me."

The tears started again, "I'm sorry Jacob, I'm sorry that I hurt you like this but I'm not lying to you. I don't know what happened that night, you have to believe me!"

He shook his head, "I don't want to hear it. If you're not gonna give me a real explanation then we have nothing to talk about."

Sobs racked my body, "Please don't leave me Jacob. I'm so sorry, you know I love you."

He had started to walk away but he stopped and looked back at me, "Words are cheap Melanie, a lot like you."

My heart broke at his words, I felt like a piece of me died on the inside.

I couldn't take it anymore, I fell to my knees, "Please Jacob, I don't care if you never want to see me again just don't tell me that you hate me. I don't think I could live with myself if you did."

His face softened, "I don't hate you Mel, I couldn't even if I tried. But I don't think I can trust you anymore. I gave you my heart and you threw it away."

With that he turned into the beautiful russet-colored wolf that I knew and ran away.

I curled into a ball on the cold sand and cried.

---THREE WEEKS LATER---

Going through life was difficult.

Ana still wouldn't talk to me unless it was absolutely necessary. Wendy ignored us both, the Quileute wolves wouldn't let me talk to Jacob and my father was very distant.

He loved Jake as much as I did and was sad that I messed up such a 'picture perfect relationship'.

I didn't even care what I looked like anymore. What was the point? I had no one to dress up for. I wore sweats and had my hair up in a ponytail all day.

I also ate ice cream and watched sad movies like the Notebook and Titanic.

I was miserable, everyone was either mad or ignoring me, and Jacob hated me. But there was one person who was absolutely delighted about all this and that was Sebastian.

He liked to call me when I was my lowest point of the day. Sunset, because that's when I had that heart-wrenching conversation with Jacob – as well as the last time I saw or heard from him again.

The last conversation we had went something like this:

"Hello?" I answered in a monotone voice. That's how I talked now a days, with no emotion at all.

"Hello my love. How are you today?"

Anger flooded my system; it was his fault why Jacob hated me.

"What do you want?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Nothing, I was just seeing how my beautiful fiancé is doing today."

"Cut the crap Sebastian, and I'm not your fiancé. Why are you calling me? To rub it in my face that Jacob now hates me. Well congratulations, you broke us up. Are you happy now?"

He laughed, "You don't know the half of it."

I shook my head, "Why Sebastian? Why couldn't you just leave us alone? Let us be happy?"

He sighed, "Because I love you Melanie. I only want the best for you."

"The best for me?! What's best for me is Jacob! If you really loved me then you would know that I would be happiest with him! But now… you've ruined it," I ended in a whisper.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're blaming moi? You could have turned down my advances, but you didn't, so I'm not the only one in the wrong here."

"You did something to me Sebastian. I don't know what, but you did."

He laughed again, "Of course I did something!"

My eyes widened, "Really? What?"

He sounded hesitant but then he said, "Well what does it matter if you know now? It wouldn't help you at all.

Well, when I was searching through my mother's things – God rest her soul – I came across a book with spells in it.

Apparently, I had witches in my family and they like to specialize in love potions."

"So you used a love potion on me?" I said more like a statement than a question.

He laughed, "Yes I did. The one I used on you had ten steps but my plan worked so brilliantly that I only had to use the first step. Isn't that just lovely?"

I scowled at no one in particular, "Yeah, it's just fabulous."

"I knew you would see it my way. Aren't you much more happier now?"

I was about to say no and tell him how much of a psychopath he is, when I got a bright idea.

"You know what Sebastian? I am glad you did this for me. Would you like to come over for dinner tonight? I'll cook for you and everything."

He sounded shocked, "O- Of course. I would love to!"

I smiled an evil little smile, "Great see you at eight tomorrow."

"I'll bring the wine," he said before he hung up.

I put the phone down and said, "And I'll bring the camcorder."