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Jacob's Ending

Summary:
What would happen if Jacob kept running at the end of Eclipse? What would happen if he met someone? He put Bella back together, What happens if jacob needs someone to put him back together?


Notes:
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1. Chapter 1

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My feet pounded under me, driving me to go faster. The human part of me struggled to keep up. Surely I was going mad. If Bel- is she could see me now, she would regret everything she had done. It had taken all of my willpower in the past year not to show her how I really felt, and now it was too late. She was married to Cullen now and was probably in Alaska learning how to not kill people. Lucky leech. He had her and she was probably no worse for wear after what she had done to me before she left. I remember the day she came and said goodbye. I had pulled her down onto my bed next to me, and she had not resisted. Well, she had blushed, but she did that near him all the time. Bastard. Always kissing her and running his fingers over her neck. It made me sick to think that his teeth had probably already pierced her; already claimed her as his. She was Mrs. Edward Cullen now. More like Mrs. Bastard. The invitation had said August thirteenth. I had lost track of the days, but I was sure that it had happened. I felt weird. Just like the night I had first made the change. I wonder why the pack hadn’t updated me on anything. Probably because I went AWOL. I couldn’t go back. Not to that house. Her scent was everywhere, on the couch, in the garage, even in my bed for christsake! It hadn’t bothered me before; knowing that that was the last time I would see her. I guess it hadn’t really sunken in. Now it had. I had been in love with her. And she loved me too, just not enough to leave Leech-Boy. Was I just some lovesick kid to her? I knew I was younger, and probably a lot less mature, but I could grow up. At least I had kissed her before she left. Twice. And they were both more involving than the kisses she got from him. She was too tempting for him to do any of the things that I’m sure he wanted to. I was better for her. I was human. I- Suddenly Sam’s voice rang in my head.

“Jacob, stop moping, you need to come home. And if not that, stop stewing about it. All it’s going to do is make you more upset. Emily wants us to come and find you, but I told her that you need time. I now you’re broken hearted, but you need to think about something else. You may end up doing something you regret.”

I snorted and growled at him.

“Like killing myself? Please. Do you really think I would do that?”

“People do crazy things for love. I’ll leave you alone for now, but don’t do anything drastic, like find her or anything.”

Finding her? That was a good idea…

Jacob...”

“I won’t. Just- just leave me alone.”

Sam’s voice left and moments later was replaced by Seth Clearwater’s

“You’re not coming back, are you?”

I felt bad about abandoning Seth. I knew how much he had looked up to me.

“Sorry Seth. I can’t stand being there. I just can’t. Take care of Billy and keep me informed, will you? I’ll keep in touch.”

“Alright. I will.”

There was a pause.

You really loved her, didn’t you Jake?”

Jake. She had called me that. I couldn’t stand much more of home connections.

“Yeah, I did. Bye Seth.”

I figured I was somewhere in Pennsylvania when I saw the signs for Gettysburg. Deciding to steal some shorts or something when it got dark, I changed back and curled up on the forest floor, closing my eyes and falling asleep almost instantly.

A sound much like the breaking of glass woke me up and through the leaves me saw I man collapse. Someone was standing behind him, the remains of a broken bottle in their hand. They both appeared to be men. Could this be murder? I stood and let fur course over my body, turning me into the beast I was about to act like. I growled, a low sound deep in my throat as the foliage thinned, revealing the same men. One was still clutching the bottle and stooping to find a pulse on his apparent victim. I barked, loud and about as vicious as I could. The man looked up, his eyes were slightly crossed and his jaw was slack. I decided that this wasn’t the time to get my revenge on cold-blooded (wince) killers and ran in the opposite direction. Finding a public phone nearby, I chose human form and dialed the operator. Making my voice squeaky, I told the woman on the line that I had just witnessed a crime on so-and- so- street. The woman confirmed my coordinates and said she would report the crime. Now was the time to get the things I needed.

The town’s department store had been padlocked, easy enough to break if you had super-human strength. The lock snapped easily in my hands and I slid through the doors quickly, not bothering to find any lights (obviously). I made my way through the aisles of darkened clothes and found the men’s section, selecting two pairs of jeans, some boxers, socks, and a package of tee shirts, boots, and a sweatshirt. Before I left, I decided to get a few things that I was sure to need later. A backpack quickly found its way into my pile along with an industrial water bottle, a box of matches (with water-proof casing), a rope and a pocket knife. I felt awful about stealing so much, but it was needed and I didn’t have any other clothes or anything.

After dressing in my recent “purchases” I stuffed the rest into the bag and slung it onto my shoulder. I would figure out a game plan later. Right now, I was exhausted and I used the bag for a pillow back in the trees.

Sleeping had proved affective and I woke up feeling energized. Well, as energized as one could feel when they hadn’t eaten in almost two days. I was forced to hunt. There was a nest of rabbits nearby and if that failed, I could always catch a few squirrels. I just had to be careful of rabies.

A half an hour later, I was full and curled up on the forest floor as a wolf. A deer was eying me speculatively, as if it expected me to eat it. I snapped at it, just because I was in a bad mood and watched as it darted away, immediately feeling bad. I changed back and dressed, finding a small freshwater stream to fill the water bottle, and then set off jogging through the woods. I remembered the last time that I had jogged like this. I had been carrying…Bella. There. I thought her name without wanting to kill something. Well okay, not totally. Anyway, it was much easier to jog on unlevel ground without carrying a teenage girl you were in love with, knowing she wasn’t happy about being so close to you.

Hours later I found myself in an expensive looking subdivision. By the looks of it, these people had five star security systems. Damn. I snuck through the darkening trees and dumped my bag down in one that had been carved out with age. Just as I sat down, rain began to trickle through the leaves, seeping into the ancient wood. Perfect. Bella and Cullen were probably cozied up by a fire somewhere, or worse… No. I wouldn’t get upset again. There would be no more tears, no more. I grumbled some more before closing my eyes and sleeping again.