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Jamie's Point of View

Without looking back the Jacob/Wolf tore into the forest, going so fast it looked like merely a smear in the background. And then, just like the Jacob/Wolf, I was running, running without knowing where I was going. Jacob. Jacob. Jacob. Jacob. He had… He was…he was a…a werewolf! I didn't question it for a second; I knew what I saw. I began to bawl uncontrollably. I was terrified. My Jacob was a monster. Oh God. My sobs grew louder. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. What was I going to do? Where should I go?

Finally, I reached a street. I ran beside it, not really sure why. Ahead of me I saw a brightly lit house. I sprinted towards it with all my might. I needed someone to take me home. Closer inspection showed me it was Sam and Emily's house. Even better. Not bothering to knock, I burst inside, still crying. In Sam and Emily's family room sat Collin, Brady, Kim, Nadia, and Emily. They looked up at my pathetic self, worried.

"What happened?" Emily's voice was sharp with anxiety.

"Oh God Emily," I swallowed, "Jacob he's a…he's a…" I stopped myself. They'd think I was crazy if I told them Jacob turned into some freaky wolf.

"Ah," Emily relaxed, "He told you."

"What?" My eyes narrowed. "Jacob didn't tell me anything!"

"Oh…"

Something slammed into me like a speeding car. "Oh God," I moaned, covering my mouth. "You know."

Brady approached me, hands held up in peace, and placed his hand on my shoulder. At his feverish touch, something in me clicked. He was one of them. Collin too. That's why they all looked alike, that's why they all were warm, that's why they all shook whenever they were upset! They were all wolves! They were all a…a pack. The room swirled around me dizzyingly. I jerked away from his hand. "Jamie I think you need to calm down." Brady kept his voice level, serene. But he was grimacing.

I backed away, trying to reach the door. "Stay away!" I warned. "You stay away from me you…you monster!" I cursed myself silently. How could I have been so stupid?! Going right into the den of them! I should have realized…I mean, I knew they knew…ugh, I am such an idiot!

Collin stood up abruptly. "I think I'll go get Jacob now. I'm pretty sure this is more important than a few stray bloodsuckers at the moment." Emily nodded and he left through the back door.

My heart stuttered at the promise of Jake's arrival. Jacob would make everything better…But then I remembered. Jacob wasn't who I thought he was. He couldn't fix the problem. He was the problem. Instantly I was furious. How dare he tell me he loved me when he wasn't even human!? How dare he even act like he even cared!? How dare he make me love him?

"Come sit down Jamie," half of Emily's face smiled. Half of her face. I gasped.

"They…they did that to you, didn't they?" Emily seemed reluctant to respond to my question. "Oh my God." They hurt people. Jacob had been right about his secret frightening me off. He was always right. "How can you…?" I spluttered, "How can you live with them? Look what they did to you! Look!" Emily dropped her head in her hands, tears leaking out of her eyes. I glanced nervously at Brady who was starting to move towards me again. "I can't stay here!" I twisted around and grabbed the door knob.

"C'mon James," Kim pleaded from her spot on the couch. "You don't understand."

I glowered at her over my shoulder. "Don't call me that!" I snapped. "And I understand enough!" I turned the door knob.

"Jamie!" I stopped at the sound of the newly arrived voice. I sucked in a sharp breath. He sounded agonized. And it was all my fault. Why did Jacob have to come? It made everything harder. Unwillingly, I faced him.

A strangled sort of whimper left my throat at his miserable face. Pull yourself together Jamie! He transforms into a freaking wolf! He slashes people open! Think of Emily! I wiped my face of all emotion. "Jacob," I said coldly, "What?" He moved towards me.

"It's not what it seems," he said hoarsely, still advancing.

I sneered. "So you don't explode into a huge wolf?"

He looked ashamed. "Well…yes, I do. But I'm good. If you would just let me explain—."

"And one of you didn't rip open Emily's face?!"

"Jamie…"

"And you go to my school?! Knowing that any second you could tear someone's head off!" Emily was weeping.

"I-I'm sorry," Jacob whispered.

"It's a little too late for that, Jake," I gestured to Emily's inconsolable form, my chest heaving. Jacob's eyes traveled over me, almost capturing my own. I looked away before that could happen.

"It wasn't on purpose Jamie…Believe me."

"Oh, so you can't help it? Even better!"

Guiltily, he moved his gaze to Emily for a second, then back to me. "I wouldn't do that to you Jamie. I wouldn't get out of control like that."

"How do you know for sure? How do you know you won't get out of control Jake?"

"I wouldn't!" he insisted stubbornly.

"That's not an answer, Jake!"

Jacob's face grew frustrated. "I just know, okay?! Trust me on this!" he yelled, the words exploding from his mouth.

"You just knowing isn't good enough, Jake!!! It never will be!!!" I screamed right back at him. Jacob's face hardened and he began to tremble.

"Well what would be good enough for you then Jamie?! 'Cause I sure as hell don't know!" He spat.

"Nothing. There's nothing you can do," I hissed, angry tears rolling down my face. "I won't stand around waiting for that—," I pointed towards Emily's face, "—to happen to me!" I took a deep breath, emptying my head of all thoughts. "This isn't going to work out for us Jake," I said without emotion.

Jacob's anger dissolved, replaced with immeasurable sorrow. "Don't say that Jamie," he said desperately, "It has to work out. It always does. Always! We're supposed to…We're supposed to…"

"No," I said firmly, "We're not."

He reached a quivering hand towards me. "Please Jamie. Please don't do this."

I recalled how he had shaken before he had become a wolf earlier and slapped his hand away. "Don't. Touch. Me." My tone was deadly. "We're over Jake. I don't ever want to see you again."

Jacob was shuddering violently, glistening tears rolling down his face. A bunch of the other boys…monsters burst through the door. I shrank back in fear.

"Oh shit," Embry said, alarmed. "He's about to lose it. Someone grab him!" At that I knew I had to get out of there.

"Move out of the way!" Sam ordered the girls.

"Bye Jacob. Have a great life," I managed to keep my voice free of the terror that was consuming me. I opened the door swiftly and slammed the door shut behind me. Loud. And just like that I had done the impossible. I had left.

I ran. A heartbreaking howl broke the silence of night, causing unimaginable pain to pierce my heart. I knew it was Jacob. Tears clawed their way up my throat. It was ironic, really, how I was so afraid that Jacob would leave me. It was undoubtedly my worst nightmare. Therefore, I never had even considered leaving him myself. And yet there I was….leaving. Yes, I guess you could call it ironic. Unspeakably so. I choked out a sob and collapsed by an intersection of roads. I couldn't find the will to do anything but cry. Several times people tried to call me but I didn't want to hear their frantic voices, fretting about nothing important to me. "Don't you get it?!" I wanted to scream at them, "Don't you understand!? My heart is broken! My heart is destroyed!!!" Because all I could feel was betrayal. Betrayal of the highest degree. Because Jacob had made me believe he could keep me safe when he couldn't. He had led me into a relationship that I couldn't possibly partake in. He had acted human! And mostly, he had caused this pain inside me. This excruciating, inescapable pain.

Finally, I pulled myself together. Who said Jacob was the be all, end all? Who said he could have this power over me? I didn't need him. I was perfectly fine without him. My heart panged, knowing that that was not at all true. I had been miserable before Jacob. And now after having him, knowing him…I pushed these thoughts away angrily. I would be fine. Fine. My phone buzzed in my pocket for the umpteenth time and for the first time I answered.

"Hello?" I answered with forced cheerfulness.

"Jamie? That you?" Alex.

"Uh huh."

"Oh thank God. Everyone is so worried Jamie. What the hell did you think you were doing, not answering the phone? Your parents were about to call the police!"

"Well, I'm fine, okay?"

"No! It's not okay! Why didn't you answer the damn phone?"

"It's...it's nothing, Alex."

"Did Jacob do something to you? Cause I swear to God Jamie if he did—"

"No he didn't do anything, Alex." I felt my perfectly happy pretense drop. A tear trickled down my cheek. "Jacob just wasn't who I thought he was." Emotion made my voice rough.

A long silence on the other end. "Where are you?"

I glanced up at the street signs. "Corner of Willow and Smith."

"I'm coming." The line went dead.

I closed my phone and waited, forcing myself not to cry. I didn't need him…I didn't.

Alex's Pontiac pulled up beside me and I climbed in. Alex barely looked at me. "Did you two break up?"

"Yes," I said gruffly.

Alex frowned. "Why'd you do it Jamie? He was good for you."

"Who said I did it?"I asked defensively.

He banged his hand against the steering wheel. "God damn it Jamie! He made you happy and you made him happy! I really can't believe you!"

"You don't know how it is, Alex." I pictured a pack of giant wolves running, their teeth bared, and shivered.

"He loves you. You love him. There's nothing else to know, Jamie!" Alex said, his voice rising in anger.

"Don't lecture me on love Alex! I know about love. I know how it breaks you."

"Fuck that."

"Why are you pissed at me about this?" I yelled.

"I really can't believe you just asked me that. Jacob's been nothing but good to you, Jamie, even though most of the time you treated him like dirt! Did you stop to think how much pain you've caused him? And you're not only hurting him, you know…you're sacrificing your own happiness in the process!"

I flinched. "You think it was easy for me?"

"No. I know it was the most painful thing you ever had to do! And that just makes it worse!"

"I had to do it. He hurt me."

"You don't look too upset," Alex accused, pulling into my driveway.

"Fine, think whatever you want about it. Thanks for being such a supportive friend," I said coldly and got out, slamming the door behind me.

When I entered my house I was smothered by my parents.

"Oh Jamie, you're okay," my mom breathed.

"What happened?" my dad questioned.

"Nothing, alright? Just shut up and leave me alone!" I stormed upstairs, not bothering to see their reactions. I opened the door to my bedroom and slammed it forcefully.

I sat on my bed, staring at the wall. My eyes suddenly caught sight of my violin. Could it only have been hours ago that I was happily playing it? I felt my face mangle into something horrible. Not fully aware of myself, I slowly pushed myself up and stepped towards the violin. I picked it up, holding it in my hands, not wanting to remember. But the memories of us together flashed and replayed over and over again in my mind: the butterflies in my stomach when we got close...his big, trusting smile that made me feel so safe and warm...the heat and electricity of our passionate, fiery kiss. How could I have let it get that far...to give away my heart, my soul, to a...a....

I squeezed my eyes shut, my face burning, not wanting to complete the last sentence. I stomped to my open window, the wind whipping my dark hair wildly around my face. Violin in hand, I lifted it up and smashed it on the windowsill. Stupid violin! A horrifying, screeching sound beat against my ears. I hit it again, harder this time, the rage piling up inside me. Stupid Jacob! A different, more depressing whine came out as the strings were marred and destroyed. I shrieked and banged it three more times, the shards of wood propelling downwards until they reached the grass. Stupid ME!!! I pulled the rest apart with my bare hands and dumped it out the window. I stood there, heaving, reaching over to the only thing that remained: the bow. I tore it in two and tossed it, watching somberly as the last broken pieces of my former life fell to the ground. I curled up into a corner and sobbed until fatigue took over my body. Cloudiness shrouded my brain, and I left behind the worst day of my life.


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