Jacob x Leah

Leah

“Face it, Jacob. She’s not coming back.”  

A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat. I could tell he was trying to make himself sound like he wasn’t about to fall into a million different pieces. It didn’t really work as well as he had probably hoped.

“If that’s the best you can do to shut me up, I’m going to be talking all night.” When he didn’t respond, I turned to look at him.

Jacob was sitting across from me, his sullen face illuminated by the fire that separated us. His usually playful demeanor was replaced by hopelessness. Wrinkles lined his face, making him appear much older than he was. A desperate longing burned in his dark eyes that I’m pretty sure wasn’t just the reflection of the firelight. It took all the strength I had to restrain myself from snarling out loud.

Who was that half-leech to think she could just walk away and leave Jacob like this? Renesmee was just like her worthless mother - going around, breaking people’s hearts just for the fun of it. And I hated them for it. Both she and Bella deserved to burn in…

“You’re right.” I looked up in shock at Jacob’s words. It couldn’t be… did he just admit I was right? Jacob Black?  

Well, I did tell him so. I opened my mouth to say just that, but something stopped me. Even though I excel at kicking a man when he’s down, I couldn’t break Jacob any more than he already was. Not when I knew how it felt. Not after we had worked so hard to build a rough understanding of each other.

I found the nerve to speak. “Not that I care, but you know, I think Renesmee will be happier with Nahuel.” It came out more bitter than I had intended.

Jacob looked up at me, hesitating slightly before saying, “I’ve been thinking…”

“Well, congratulations. There’s a first time for everything,” I joked. He just ignored me.

“I’ve been thinking, about this imprinting situation, and I’ve realized that it’s not the same… It’s not really love. Just some sick mimic.” He hesitated. “I think I’ll be happier now, too.”

“That’s good.”

Jacob and I sat in silence for the rest of the night, enjoying the warmth and light of the fire and the eventual peace that had settled between us. A true companionship.