Hello! Okay, first things first:
THIS IS NOT MY STORY! It's my bestfriend's. I'm simply posting it for her.
Secondly: If you happen to be reading Heart to Heart, I'm sorry for not updating recently! My teachers all had the same thought. "Essays and ISUs are so cool! Let's all give them out now!" -party dancing here- So I will try my VERY hardest for Sunday!
"Bella, please!" Jacob pleaded helplessly, knowing her decision had already been made. "It doesn't have to be like this."
"Jacob, I've made my choice; him. Don't make this any harder for me than it already is, please." Her choice trailed off, her nerves overcoming her thoughts. Her best friend pouring his heart out in front of her, and all she could think of was how much she wanted to leave.
"Bella! You have no idea what you're doing!" Jacob grabbed Bella's shoulders trying to shake some sense into her.
"I can't, I can't do this, Jacob. I have to go." Bella turned away and began walking towards the shiny Mercedes Edward had convinced her to drive instead of her truck.
"I love you, Bella! You can't do this, don't leave me." He dropped to his knees in front of her. She looked down only to see the fifteen year old boy she loved gleaming from his sad eyes.
"I have to go, Jacob." Her annoyance overbearing the remorse she felt.
"Please, Bella." Jacob cried in a low, infinitesimal whisper, tears swelling in his eyes.
"This is good-bye, Jacob." She wiggled from his grasp and walked to her car without glancing back, taking his heart with her.
Cool wind blew as the morning sun began to rise. La Push was beginning to wake up as light touched the roof of each cabin scattered throughout the forest that engulfed the reserve. The water glistening like diamonds only made Jacob think of her.
"Maybe it's because his skin sparkles in the sunlight…" He was trying as hard as his mind would allow, finding an explanation as to why she chose a leech over him. He glanced down at his paw. The long reddish brown fur had a blood red tinge in the sunlight. Jacob wondered if Bella was thinking of him. He had been ravaging the forest for two days in his wolf form, too angry to change back into a human. Sam had already tried to calm him down but it was no use, if he didn't stop thinking of her he'd remain a wolf forever.
"Jacob…" The voice of Leah Clearwater entered his mind. Jacob let out a small grunt; they hadn't exactly been on the best terms since her stupidity ended up in Jacob breaking half the bones in his body during a war two months earlier with a coven of bloodthirsty, newborn vampires.
"Leah, really, just leave me alone." Jacob answered. What he hated about being a werewolf more than anything was that the rest of his generation who've made the change could read his thoughts in their wolf forms. It resulted in zero privacy and the last person who he wanted in his thoughts was Leah.
"Jacob, I'm coming to find you, we need to talk." Within the next ten minutes a smaller, grey wolf emerged from the trees.
"This isn't helping, Leah, whatever you think you're doing." Jacob said in a harpy tone.
"Will you just listen to me please?" She begged. Her eyes dropped; it was hard to imagine Leah Clearwater as timid. The previous couple years had been very hard for Leah to live through. Originally, Sam and Leah had been in love before Sam had made the change, he was first. That put a lot of stress on everyone because no one knew, or could know, what was going on with him, but when her cousin Emily had come down from the Makah reserve to visit, Sam imprinted on her. Leah was heartbroken. Then not to long after her father Harry, one of the remaining Quileute elders, passed away. Of course, everyone gave her enough sympathy to last her a lifetime, the changed ones didn't. She used the mind reading to her advantage and began bringing up thoughts of the past, making everyone relive what should have been laid to rest.
"I don't exactly have a choice, do I, Leah?" Jacob said sullenly.
"Jacob… can you please try to change back so no one else hears this. I don't want to anyone to be mad at me." Leah looked full of remorse.
"It's a little late for that," Mumbled Jacob. "You've done a pretty good job of making everyone miserable up until this point."
"Please, Jacob; be a little more understanding here, I'm trying to help." Leah pleaded.
"I don't need your sympathy." Jacob began walking away.
"Yes, you do." Leah was right, he need someone, anyone, at this point. "Where are you going?"
"Give me a sec." Jacob walked off into the trees and emerged again five minutes later, human, wearing only a pair of track pants. Leah followed, going behind the giant boulder that sat in the middle of the beach and emerged wearing a pair of shorts and a sweater; her copper skin glowing in the sunlight and her black hair loose down her back. "Alright," Jacob sat down on the sand beside her.
"Jacob, as hard as it may be, you need to forget about her. Dwelling only makes the emptiness feel emptier." She toyed with a piece of driftwood sitting beside her.
Jacob chuckled, "It's not that easy."
"Jacob, it's not like you imprinted on her or anything, it's possible to forget."
"You would know right? You like to remind us everyday that Sam left you for Emily when you know damn well he couldn't help it, and you can sit here and tell me not to dwell." Jacob looked at her with an empty stare, he was right; she was the prime example of someone who would never forget.
"I'm trying to make sure you don't make the same mistakes I have. Jacob, you can move on. Find someone else. She was only your first love." Leah said with a sure tone in her voice.
"I guess you're right, Leah, it'll just be hard. It's almost impossible. Everything around here reminds me of her. I can still smell her! And to think she will never smell like that anymore, that fresh, clean, smell of my Bella." He glanced around. Everything, the trees, lake, cliffs, and beach, everything reminded him of her. "Now she's going to smell like a…" He paused for a second, trying to prevent himself from changing into a wolf again out of rage.
"A leech?" Leah finished his sentence. Jacob sighed nervously. What if she had made the change already? What if her heart had stopped beating in the night and as they were speaking she was morphing into a demonic, blood-thirsty leech like… he couldn't bring him self to think of the name.
"Jacob? She isn't worth what she put your through." Leah was right, again, and if Leah Clearwater was actually beginning to make sense then Jacob knew it was time to forget.
For the remainder of the summer, Jacob would snap at any given moment. He was constantly on edge in regards to things that reminded him of her. He was finished saying her name, he burned a sweater that she left at his house, and he sold the motorcycle they built together. He even went so far as to avoid Charlie, Bella's father and practically a member of the family, whenever he came over to watch a basketball game with Jacob's father, Billy. Some nights would become too much to handle and Jacob would run off his anger in the forest as a wolf; he needed the release. As the days turned into weeks Jacob was beginning to block out his thoughts of Bella but on occasion they would rise out of no where and send him into a spin cycle for hours on end. It also didn't help that every night he had a dream that centered her.
No matter how annoyed his friends or Billy got, he still couldn't shake the thought of her completely out of his mind. She was Jacob's first love, and the way he felt himself heading, she would be the only love.