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Summary:
Post Eclipse WITH spoilers. Jacob x OC Chapter 1 - My Bella
Chapter 2 - Home
Chapter 3 - Epiphany
Chapter 4 - Confrontation
Chapter 5 - Truce
Chapter 6 - Sarah
Chapter 7 - Cancer
Chapter 8 - Delivery
Chapter 9 - Morte
Chapter 10 - Sino
Chapter 11 - Revealed
Chapter 12 - Agony
Chapter 13 - Killer {Just added 8/27!}


Notes:
DISCLAIMER: The only characters I own are the random patients of Dr. Carlisle Cullen and Sarah. All of the other characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. The plot is also mine, but I must credit Ms. Meyer again, because if she had not created these lovely characters in the first place, I wouldn't be able to toy with them as I do now.


1. Chapter 1

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Chapter 1- My Bella

The air whipped by as my feet flew - not quite gracefully, I wasn't a leech after all - over the uneven ground. The salt air stung my nostrils and helped to clear my mind.


Matrimony. Bella was getting married. To a blood-sucking monster. A filthy, blood-sucking, girlfriend stealing..

My train of thought halted. She wasn't my girlfriend. She had never been and, apparently, never would be. I guess a part of me had never quite given up the hope that maybe the love she felt for me would in some way at least compare to the love she felt for him. That same part of me even thought that for some reason she would eventually chose me over him. After all, I was the one here for her when he left her broken; practically dead. But the moment he had come back, she had pretended like he never hurt her in the first place. I was the only one who saw through his pathetic excuses. He didn't want to keep Bella safe, he got bored and so he left. Who knew how long it would be before that happened again. Only this time, I would never let him get away with it.

I snarled before I could stop myself and then slowed my running to a jog, trying to calm the shaking. In, out. With each lungful of air, another memory washed over me.

In. Bella was laughing, though it didn't quite reach her eyes, as we sat in my garage working on the motorcycles. One arm was wrapped protectively around her waist, and each time I turned my gaze from her face, her eyes would fill with tears almost automatically. I wanted to reach out; to hold her and tell her everything would be okay, but I didn't. She never knew that I noticed. Out. We were in the emergency room, her arm cut up badly from another accident on the motorcycle. As the door swung open to reveal the doctor, Bella's eyes lit up eagerly until she saw it wasn't who she was hoping for. I felt a twinge of disgust in the pit of my stomach as I realized how much she really hoped they were going to come back. The hope in her eyes flashed to the usual despair before she covered it up in the emotionless mask she had become accustomed to. Only I ever could really tell how she felt. And only I would ever know how much pain she was really in. Those damn leeches were going to have to answer to me. A shudder escaped my carefully composed facade and a small piece of the table I was leaning on for support broke off in my hand, but if Bella noticed she didn't acknowledge it. In. It was a long time ago, the very night he left. I hadn't been there, and I was always going to regret not being able to be there to help her. Even still, Sam's memory flashed through my mind in more detail then my own did most times. Bella was on the ground, sobbing. Her thin frame shaking and shuddering violently in the cold wind and rain, but she didn't seem to notice. Her eyes were wide, and her lips moved almost imperceptibly. He's gone. She chanted over and over, not even noticing when Sam lifted her gently in his overheated arms.


My arms began shuddering violently and I clenched my jaw, trying to stop the shaking. If I transformed now, everyone would surely chew me out for running away. There was no way I would be able to avoid their questions with their thoughts constantly bombarding my head.

I stopped jogging abruptly, standing and staring at the setting sun.

How ironic. My entire world was dreary and gray; dying. But you would never know that a heart was breaking when you looked at the beautiful patterns and colors in the sky. Briefly, I wondered to myself if Bella was watching this same sunset and thinking about me. I doubted it. She had her bloodsucker now, and she didn't need me. No one did.Except for maybe the pack. A small voice in the back of my head was constantly nagging me that I should go back. They needed their beta, and their friend. At this point, though, I wasn't entirely sure they would even consider me a friend anymore. I had run away from them because I was a coward and couldn't face the fact that Bella didn't love me. No one really understood how I felt. I never expected them to. The only person who ever came close was Bella, and I didn't want to think about who she felt that way for. My emotions were swirling around in my head and giving me a massive migraine. Nothing made sense. I hadn't imprinted, so why was I so damn attached to her?

No reason that I could think of really seemed to fit. I kicked a rock hard in my frustration and it hit a nearby tree, a few pieces of bark breaking away and falling to the ground. Why was I so attached to her? She wasn't anything special, merely a friend. And things change. We lose old friends and gain new ones. Life goes on.


But she wasn't just a friend. I loved her. With every ounce of my soul, I loved her. I loved her clumsiness and her carefree laugh. I loved the look on her face when she was trying to figure out one of the puzzles life threw at her, and I loved how she would never give up. My Bella was the most stubborn creature alive.


I almost laughed. Until I remembered yet again that she wasn't mine.


If only I could have stopped her, she wouldn't be marrying a disgusting blood-sucker right now. I wouldn't have to watch silently as my best friend turned into my mortal enemy.

Another tremor rolled down my spine and I waited for it to subside before sitting down on a big rock that was nearby. My fingers clutched at the edges anxiously with each wave of pain and anger (at myself) when I thought of the other possibilities.

I didn't have to sit by and watch silently. I knew that. But the only other options I had were to destroy her precious Edward and his family. That would hurt her badly, though, and the only thing I hated worse then the idea of her becoming one of them would be to hurt her again (and possibly worse then he did the first time). The small part of me that was still sane was what kept me from doing anything stupid. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold up, though.

A piece of the rock crumbled beneath my fingers while I grasped at it.

"Damnit," I mumbled to myself, laying my head down and keeping my fingers firmly planted on the edge of the rock. "What is wrong with me?"

A sound caught my attention and I turned eagerly towards the woods, almost hoping to see someone familiar. But it was just a rabbit, and as soon as it saw that I had been alerted to its presence, it hopped away.

It was time. Even if I wasn't ready, and even if I didn't really want to put up with the comments from the pack, I needed to go home. I needed to see Bella one last time; needed to make things right.

My mind conjured up a picture of Bella as I transformed, allowing the voices of the others to fill my head.

Jacob?

It was Sam.

I'm coming home.

In my mind, I could almost see him nodding sympathetically and the pain engulfed me again. I didn't bother trying to hide how I was feeling. Everyone would know soon enough anyway.

The pain surfaced as I ran, nearly choking me.


I was drowning, and I was desperate for anything to keep me alive. Anything to keep the deep blue water from filling my lungs and suffocating me. The only thing (or person) that could keep me from going completely under probably didn't ever want to see me again. But I had to try. Somehow, I wold get her to speak to me.

I closed my eyes and one tear escaped as I sped off into the woods again, hoping that maybe somehow I'd be able to survive the clouds without the help of my sun. My light. My Bella.

The faster I ran, the more I was compelled to return; the more determined I became to change her mind.


Soon enough, I was too tired and too hungry to continue. So I stopped and layed down in a field, gazing up at the stars. For the moment, I would stay in my wolf form. Just incase.


Bella. I sighed, absentmindedly picturing her face in the stars. I'll be home soon.

Just as I started to drift off, a snapping twig made my ears perk up. Sniffing the air, I caught scent of something - no, someone - very familiar.


I stood abruptly, staring off cautiously in the direction of the noise. I was about to lay back down when a pale figure appeared at the edge of the field, staring at me cautiously. Whoever it - no, she - was wasn't deathly pale, not like them, but was still slightly untanned for the usual human. Her brown hair lay flat against her face as her gaze darted down to something in her hand.

Just as I was about to dart, a light flashed on and I blinked rapidly, disoriented. A small gasp sounded from the human and, as I looked in her direction, I realized why the scent had seemed so familiar. My eyes flashed quickly from her face down her figure, committing in to memory, before I smelt him as well. He was somewhere near by.

My plan would have to wait until later.

Damn. I growled slightly and she backed up imperceptibly before speaking.


"Jacob?" Her smooth voice caressed me and brought me comfort that I hadn't found in such a long time. "Jacob!" As soon as she realized it was me, she ran over - stumbling only once - before enveloping me in a bonecrushing hug. I pressed myself against her and took a deep breath, her scent filling my nostrils and giving me hope. As soon as she had stopped hugging me, I backed up slightly and gave her a wolfy grin before licking her face from her chin to her forehead. She giggled uneasily and slapped me playfully before sitting down and gesturing to a spot next to her in the field. For a moment, my mind registered that Edward probably wouldn't like this very much. But, I couldn't care less at this point. Bella was with me, and that was all that mattered.


My Bella.