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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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6. Chapter 6

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My alarm clock buzzed under my pillow, waking me up and reminding me why I was getting up this early in the first place.

Rolling out of bed, I yanked on the clothes I had set out the night before and tiptoed down the stairs. As I suspected, no one was awake and the house was eerily quiet. I fixed another plate of food and a thermos of coffee and slipped out the back door, finding the path I was going to follow and preparing myself for whatever I might find.

Jacob was asleep when I arrived at his tree and I poked him, mildly impressed by the solid muscle I felt. I had a sense that he was the kind of guy that my dad would stand for hours and watch at the sports club.

“Jacob,” I hissed

“Wake up.”

I poked him again and he rolled over, opening his eyes and looking up at me.

“I’m sorry for scaring you yesterday.” He murmured, not totally coherent.

I moved back a few feet and sat cross legged, ignoring the dampness of the ground.

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”

He crawled out and sat back against the tree, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

“I’m sorry for waking you.” I said as he watched me.

He eyed the plate I carried and glanced up at me, his eyes hopeful. I shoved it at him.

“Eat it. It’s for you.”

“Thank you.“

He accepted the plate and picked up some of the turkey I’d place on it, stuffing into his mouth.

“Why did you come here, not to be rude or anything, I’m just wondering.” I murmured.

“Um, well it’s kind of complicated and long.” He replied after swallowing a mouthful of granola.

“I don’t care. I want to know.”

He looked down at the plate as he spoke.

“My heart got broken."

I nodded and smiled softly at the incredulous look on his face.

“What? It was kind of obvious. I first saw you when you were asleep and, well, it was written all over your face. You were hugging yourself and looked like you’d been crying. It must have been bad to get here all the way from Washington.”

He nodded and looked at his hands, pushing the plate aside. He bit his lip and ran a hand through his messy hair.

“W-why do you care so much? I’m a-a stranger.”

It was clearly killing him to say this.

“I don’t know. I think you need me more than you want me to know. You won’t hurt me or anything.”

“H-how d-do you know?”

He was gritting his teeth to get these words out.

“Because of how much it killed you to say that. You won’t hurt me, Jacob. I know you won’t”

He smiled gratefully at me.

“You’re right. I never could and never will. I just don’t get how you’re willing to bond with someone you hardly know.”

I shrugged, standing.

“I have to go to school, but I’ll be home around four. Here,”

I took off my watch and tossed it to him. Stooping to pick up the dish I’d brought and the one I’d left yesterday told him that I would come and see him tonight after I got home.