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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!}

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.

13. Chapter 13

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My paws thudded against the ground as I ran, faster than I ever thought possible, towards the big white house in the woods. It wasn't hard to find - the stench of those leeches made my skin crawl - and as soon as I got to a spot where I thought the mind-reader could hear me, I started bombarding him with thoughts.

Get out here, leech. And don't bring Bella. Trust me, she won't want to be out here. If she comes out here, I might kill her. So keep her away from me, please.

It was true enough. I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to kill Bella, but if I thought about Sarah enough..

I halted my thought process before I could get too far. Sarah was gone. She was in heaven, and soon, hopefully, I would be with her too. I still wasn't sure if a monster like me would get into heaven with an angel like her, but damn if I wasn't going to try.


I'll be right back. I want to be human for this.

He nodded stiffly and I ran off into the trees, feeling my body quiver as I went. As soon as I was standing on two feet again, I pulled the pants on that I had secured around my leg when I had dropped off Sarah at La Push and slowly walked back towards Edward.

"Hello, bloodsucker. Feel like doing me a favor?" I didn't feel like beating around the bush. It was too late for that.

"That depends, mongrel. What do you want me to do?" He was truly curious, and rightfully so. I had been sure to hide my thoughts right up until now, carefully concealing my intentions.

"Kill me."

He hesitated. "I'm... not sure I can do that, Jacob. Not that I don't want to, because, I assure you, I do. But Bella wouldn't like it very much."

"Right," I snorted. "'Cause when you love someone, you kill the person they love the most. Definitely."

"Technically, dog," Edward's tone was icy now and I could feel my instincts starting to take over at the threat in his voice, "Bella didn't kill Sarah. You did."

I felt like an icy dagger had been stabbed directly into my heart. I had killed Sarah. It was true. But what other option was there. "Would it have been better if I had let her turn into one of your kind?"

He shrugged, his shoulders still stiff with tension. "Maybe. She wouldn't be dead, at least."

"She would! In every way that matters, she would have been," I argued.

"Are you still trying to argue your point, Jacob?" Edward was regaining his composure; he seemed much more relaxed than just a few seconds ago. I snorted, and he continued. "You said the same thing for Bella. But, obviously, she's still alive. And she feels terrible for what she did. She wanted to apologize, but didn't think you'd listen."

"She's right!" My hands were starting to shake and I could feel my control slipping. "I wouldn't have! The fact that she killed Sarah is my point you stupid, filthy leech! She's not Bella, anymore! All she cares about is blood. And I'd be damned if I let Sarah turn into someone like her."

"Watch yourself," Edward hissed, leaning forward into a crouch.

"No!" I yelled, my voice echoing around the empty forest. I lowered the volume slightly so that the rest of the family in the near-by mansion couldn't hear. "Kill me! Fight me! Do anything! I can't take it anymore! Your precious Bella killed my life! She took away my only reason for living! Kill me!"

And before I could control it, I was standing on four legs, growling at my natural enemy that was standing, frozen with shock, before me. It was a snap decision, something not even the fortune-telling blood-sucker could have seen if she could have seen my kind, and I knew it would work. I lunged at Edward, aiming straight for the jugular.

Edward pried me off of him and flung me to the ground, pinning me there. "Don't do this, Jacob!" He growled through clenched teeth. "Think of Bella!"

I am, I snarled back, my thoughts venimous. I went to lunge again, and just when I should have sunk my teeth into Edward's flesh, something shoved me backwards into a tree. The trunk snapped under my weight and I landed on the hard ground, shocked.

There, in front of me, stood Bella, protectively crouched in front of Edward. He was whispering feverently in her ear, and she was shaking her head, glaring daggers at me.

"Bella!" His whispers grew more urgent as he started to sense the remnants of my control slipping away. "Leave, now!"

"No," she hissed, leaning towards me.

That was all it took. I snapped. Lunging towards Bella, I had her pinned to the ground within seconds, my teeth at her neck. She dug her nails into my sides and though it hurt, I didn't dare yipe.

I saw Edward coming before he hit, and I tried to dodge the attack, but misjudged. His granite body slammed me off of Bella and onto the ground. I reached up to rip off his arm and he growled, sinking his own teeth into my flesh.

"Stop it!" Bella yelled.

I managed to throw Edward off of me and I jumped on him, this time successfully pinning him to the ground. Bella tried to shove me off, but I snapped at her and shoved her backwards. As she went to lunge again I sunk my jaw into Edward's shoulder, tearing. He hissed and kicked me off of him, straight into another tree. Any minute now, the rest of his family would be joining the fight. Either way, I would die. But this way would be best.

As soon as he wasn't expecting it, I backed off from the fight, only to run full speed towards Bella. I stopped two feet from her, looking up into her hate-filled eyes.

Kill me, bloodsucker. Or I'll kill her.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him stiffen, but he didn't move. I took another step towards Bella and snarled, leaning back into my back paws so that I could leap forward...

And then Edward's teeth were on my neck and I didn't fight him as he sunk them in. The fire spread through my veins and I convulsed as the world went black with one deafening snap...

- - -


I stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of me, unable to move. I could hear Alice and Emmett running quickly through the trees. They would be here any second. But it was too late. Too late to save Jacob, too late to stop everything from happening.

Edward turned towards me, eyes wide and palms up. A wave of déjà vu crashed over me as I remembered that fateful night in the clearing where Edward had beheaded Victoria a few mere feet from me. Somehow, this seemed so much worse.

"Bella, love," he began, walking slowly towards me. "I'm sorry. I couldn't... I couldn't let him kill you. Please..."

I ran towards him with my new speed and jumped into his arms, nearly knocking him over. His arms wrapped around me and I sobbed tearlessly into his shoulder. Around me, I could hear Emmett and Alice arriving, both of them gasping as they took in the scene. But none of it mattered. Edward had almost died, and Jacob did, by Edward's hand. It was all too much to handle.

After awhile, my sobs began to slow and I took a deep breath, smiling cautiously at Edward.

"Are you okay, Bella?" He asked, his voice wary.

I could only nod, my eyes straying back to the spot behind Edward where I knew Jacob lay, motionless. His heart had stopped beating long ago, and I could feel that the earth was just a little bit less bright.

"Edward, take Bella back to the house," Alice chimed in, placing a small hand on my shoulder. I put my hand over her's and squeezed, letting her know I was grateful for the support. "Let Emmett and I take care of this."

I laid my head on Edward's chest, suddenly too tired to stay standing. My eyes closed and I prayed for sleep that would not come. I could feel Edward's arms as he placed them under my knees, and I could feel the moment my feet left the ground, but I was unaware of the conversations going on around me as soon as we got into the house. I was like a zombie: walking and moving but feeling nothing. I was numb.

My feet seemed like lead as I trudged up the stairs. Each step was painful; it felt like my dead heart was breaking. What had I done? If I hadn't been so stupid, so careless, Sarah would be alive. And if Sarah was alive, Jacob would never have come looking for a fight, and he would be alive, too. We would still be friends, as odd of a friendship that it was, and he still could be my sun in my eternally dark world.

It was all my fault.

As I collapsed on the unneccesary bed that Edward kept even after my transformation, I felt his cool arms wrap around me. I hadn't even noticed that he was there.

"Shh, Bella," he soothed, and that was when I realized that I was sobbing. "It's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay."

"N-no it's n-not. I k-killed my best f-friend's mate and that g-got him k-killed. It's all m-my fault."

"No," Edward protested. "It's not your fault, love. You couldn't help it. I'm sorry I couldn't control myself with him. He was going to kill you... I couldn't let him do that. I'm sorry. But he's happier now. He's with Sarah, and that's what he wanted."

I nodded against the pillow and rubbed my dry eyes. They felt awkward without tears leaking from them. It felt almost wrong that I couldn't even mourn Jacob properly. But it was the best I could do.

I would cry as best as I could for Jacob. I would make sure him and Sarah were buried together. And then I would live. Because I knew, had I not so royally screwed up our relationship, Jacob would have wanted me happy. And I was going to be. For him.