Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer, although I hate to admit it. On the bright side, she doesn't own my plot.
Jacob POV
*Jacob, your projecting again and it's making me want to kill myself, shut the hell up.*
*Thought you felt like that all the time Leah? I'm pretty sure that one isn't Jakes fault.*
*Lay off him guys, he's been having a shit time with Nessie gone and you all know it.*
My pack mates thoughts swirled around me as I ran, it wasn't my fault my mind was always on her. It physically hurt me to have her so far away, the last few years have been the worst.
I remember the day she left like it was only today, the pain still fresh as the day it happened, the hole in my chest still just as big.
It was just the beginning of fall, like it was now.
I heard them whispering when I walked up to the house, something about a new property they just bought somewhere across the country, like they needed a new one.
Just like I always did I opened the door and walked in without knocking, it's not like I wasn't a permanent fixture here anyways.
I glanced around the room and saw that everything was packaged up, the couches coated in translucent plastic and the photographs and mirrors that once framed the walls in boxes.
I frowned, turning around to see most of the Cullen's over by the windows.
"What's going on?" I asked
"Jacob, we are moving." Carlisle said smiling gently.
My face must of looked confused because Bella added,
"People are getting suspicious, it's time."
"Besides, I think you and Nessie could use some, er, separation." She added turning into Edwards side.
"What do you mean separation? She's my imprint!" I said lowering my voice.
"She needs to be able to have a normal life, free from Werewolves." Edward said sternly.
"Did you even ask her opinion on this? I guarantee she won't be cool with this."
"No, but she will get used to it soon. Jacob I'm going to have to ask you to leave now."
My eyesight blurred as I vibrated violently, I turned on my heel and ran out the door before exploding into a huge russet wolf.
The moment I was in wolf form, my thoughts were no longer mine and I tried to block out the corresponding thoughts of my pack mates.
The days and nights that followed were bleak and gray. Nothing seemed to matter anymore and I saw her face everywhere I went.
A week after the talk with the Cullen's I went back to their estate, only to find that everything was gone. Packed up, barren. I knew deep down that this was what I would find, but part of me, part of my hoped. Hoped to find them still here and to have everything go back to normal. The worst part? The worst part is that I could still smell her, Pomegranate and Forest. The perfect combination of savory and sweet. I had tried to find them, but they left without a trace. Like they were never even there.
A/N I know this is a pretty short chapter but I really wanted you all to see how Jacob was dealing with this. So don't worry! Longer chapters to come! I hope you liked it and if you review, favorite, or follow- I will send you a digital cookie!