Jacobs P.O.V

I was standing in the middle of the forest floor, looking at everything around me. The fog in the air, the moss hanging over the dead branches that seem to have an attraction to the ground, looking like drapes. I then stopped and realized I was trying to distract myself. From thinking. It had been 4 days after her wedding, and I had still been depressed about it. The thing was….I wasn't mad at Edward. I was mad at Bella. How she chose him. Over me. I soon got cut off by Leah, seeping in from the tree's behind me. She spoke softly, as if she would brake something fragile if too loud. "Jacob, You need to come home. All the wolves are worried about you… Or well…most of them". hah, Most of them, as in everyone but her. How caring. I just shook my head, but she just wouldn't stop. "Jake…please…I know how It feel's" she walked slowly towards me, and put a hand on my cheek. She looked into my eyes, trying to soften my mood. She didn't help, because I could tell the only reason she came, was because someone told her to. She wouldn't ever do this because she was thoughtful. I growled, and threw her hand off my cheek. No. She didn't understand. "Jacob…pl-" I couldn't stand it. I started breathing hard, trying to keep it in, but I couldn't. I ripped out of my clothes, and phased, right in front of her. I looked up at her, and she had similar marks to what Emily had gotten from Sam. I felt terrible. How could I have hurt her..? She was only trying to help. I turned away and ran off. I needed to be by myself for a while.