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Eternal Reminders

Takes place the day Bella escapes Alice to La Push while Edward is away hunting.

What if Jacob hadn't been able to control himself around Bella? Wouls she be yet again endangering herself, as her vampire family believes, or will she prove that werewolves are harmless around the people they care about? And what will the consequences be for poor Bella?

T just in case.

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This idea came to me whilst re-reading New Moon. I really like this idea, so I'll be spending most of my spare time updating on here!

9. Death Sentence

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Edward’s POV

I practically ran through the door in my haste to get to Jacob. In fact, the door did fly off of its hinges. I turned to look at the dog, who was sitting at his kitchen table. He looked relatively unfazed, but I did catch him cringing.

“So this is it, then, bloodsucker?” I couldn’t believe it. He actually had the nerve to smirk at me when I was about to kill him. I growled in response. Unfortunately, that got me a reaction that was the complete opposite of what I wanted.

“Bring it on, leech. Hope you don’t mind if I skip on phasing.” I can rip you to pieces without the fur, he added in his thoughts.

I acted without thought; launching myself at him with all my strength and speed, I landed a blow square on his chest. I heard a few of his ribs cracking, but he was still fast. He used his weight to throw me off of him and into the countertop surrounding the kitchen workspace. I could feel the wood splintering under me, and wondered if he thought that would actually slow me down. As he rounded on me to throw a punch into my face, I grabbed his wrist. It was hard to fling him to the ground. He yelled when the force popped his shoulder out of place.

“Still confident, dog?”

He responded with a kick that was hard enough to knock me off my legs. I was surprised, I didn’t think that the wolves had this much power when they were still human. But I wasn’t going to let that stop me.

But apparently he had other ideas in mind. While I was thinking this through, he managed to get on top of me.

Yeah, I think this is rather easy, all things considered. He thought while managing to scratch his way through the skin on my shoulder. I was stunned; never had I anticipated that he would be able to do anything like that.

Hissing, I reached for his neck, and somehow managed to close my hands around his throat. I was careful not to crush his spinal cord; I wanted him to feel the pain I would put his body through. Instead, I settled on using this as leverage to flip him over onto his back and continue choking him. I could feel his windpipe slowly collapsing, and he was having a hard time doing anything other than flail feebly around. I let my grip up, knowing he would act to get me off of him.

Killing him this easily just wasn’t satisfying enough.

When he hit me in the stomach I was prepared enough to use that force to flip backwards onto my feet, but my eyes still would have been watering from the pain if that was possible. He staggered to his feet and swayed as the blood finally reached his head.

“Come on, dog, I know you can do better than that.”

You’re gonna regret that. Even though his thoughts were aggressive, they were tainted with fear and uncertainty. He wasn’t sure that he would win, but he refused to believe that I would actually kill him.


I let him jump to tackle me, but at the last second I stepped out of his way and helped him along with a well aimed kick to his lower back. His hip shattered audibly when he collided with the couch and flipped over it. I couldn’t help but grin at the beating his body was taking. Even he couldn’t heal fast enough to recover from this.

I walked over to where he was feebly trying to stand up. Despite his best attempts, he couldn’t do much more than crawl along. This was when my conscience kicked in. Doing this to him was cruel. I should end this here and now.

But I couldn’t leave him alive. Not after what he had done to the girl I loved.

But how could I make him pay for his actions, and not have to be here to witness it? I only knew one way that I could do this.

I bent down and picked his wrist up.

“Sorry, Jake, but maybe in your next life, you should keep your hands, and claws, to yourself.”

I bit through the flesh on his wrist. His blood was vile tasting on my tongue, but I didn’t care. As long as the venom that was a death sentence to him was in his system.

And then I walked out of the door and ran. I didn’t stop until I was outside of the hospital, back in Forks, near the love of my life.