Jacob's P.O.V.

"Why are wewe following me, Jacob?" Leah had come to a sudden halt as she noticed me behind her. Her breathing came fast and I could hear her moyo beat in double time.

"I want to find out what the hell your bloody problem is."

"You know what my problem is, Jacob." She hissed.

"Oh, do I, Leah? Do I really? Ok then, tell me what did, Renesmee ever do to you? She has never been anything less than polite to you. So, tell me, Leah, what is your problem again?" My voice became louder as I spoke. I knew me imprinting on Nessie would make me bias but she truly was a beautiful person, both inside and out.

Tears brimmed in Leah's eyes, but they were tears of frustration. "You know I hate her, Jacob. All wewe talk about is, Nessie this and, Nessie that. wewe being with that monster goes against who wewe are." I was about to interrupt her. My hands began to shake as I heard her call, Nessie a monster. It should have been something I was used to kwa now, she did it on a daily basis. But I wasn't used to it and I hated it. I slowly took deep breaths and left her go back on her rant. "She is not right for you, Jacob. It wasn't supposed to be like this." Fresh tears continued to flow down her cheeks but she wasn't doing anything to wipe them away. It was like she wanted me to see her tears, tears that I had caused. "I hate her. I hate how everyone loves her, including you. It was never this hard when she was young, which didn't last long with that leech." Her words were words of sheer bitterness. "When she was young wewe only wanted to protect her. Yeah, wewe loved her, I got that, but not like wewe upendo her now. Do wewe know how hard it is for me to phase, knowing that when I do I can hear wewe thinking of her, of how much wewe want to be with her? And I don't mean kwa just sitting down playing scrabble for the night. wewe are supposed to be with me. Not her." She stammered each of her words.

These were all things I already knew, I could hear her every thought when we phased. But I could never upendo her like I loved, Nessie. Nessie was my whole life and Leah had always known that. I understood, that until Leah imprinted on someone she would never understand the strength of the upendo I had for Renesmee. I felt a sudden over-whelming gush of guilt. "I'm sorry. Leah. wewe know how sorry I am, I've told wewe hundreds of times." This imprinting this was really taking it out of, Leah. First, with, Sam imprinting on her cousin when they were going out, then with me and Nessie. But she had never felt that way about me before Renesmee.

"God, I wish that girl would just drown. au why couldn't the Volturi just have killed her years ago." Now, I was getting mad. There was no need for her to go that far. After all, it wasn't Nessie's fault. she had never done anything wrong to anyone.

"Leah, how dare wewe say that about her? If something like that ever happened to her, I wouldn't stick around this place without her. She is the upendo of my life, wewe have to see that. We talked about this, Leah, I could never upendo wewe like that. Someday, wewe will find someone who will upendo wewe the same way wewe upendo them."

"Oh don't give me that crap, Jacob. I thought that about, Sam." She stayed silent for a moment, I felt sorry for her. This world wasn't always fair to everyone. It could be a cruel and hurtful place if wewe did not play your cards right. She had stopped crying, the tears had dried into her hot skin almost immediately. Her face only looked sorrowful. She ran towards me then. But I knew what she was doing, it wasn't her first time. At least, now, I knew what to expect. I grabbed her shoulders before her lips could reach mine. I closed my eyes refusing to look at her pained expression. Nessie's face was there as my eyelids shut. Sitting kwa the bonfire, her chestnut brown hair blowing lightly onto her face. Her porcelain, tiled skin was flawless. I imagined staring into her deep brown eyes, her long dark eyelashes rubbing against her velvet skin. Her soft, full lips were whispering in my ear, they were the lips I had longed to kiss for two years. I wanted her and only her. I wanted her here with me to tell her how much I adored every inch of her.

I let go of my grip around Leah's shoulders. "Please don't." I whispered.

"Fine." She stomped. "But, I would tell your girlfriend to watch her back when she is hunting in the forest. Remember why we are here in the first place, Jacob? To take down monsters like her. I would only be doing my job." My eye's shot open but she was gone, leaving only her scent in the warm breeze. She had never gone that far before. She had never threatened herself on Renesmee. Nessie could usually handle herself, but to come up against a werewolf when your unaware of what they are about to do. Especially a werewolf she thought was her friend. A shiver crept its way down my spine like a cold snake. What scared me the most is that I knew, Leah would have one au two others to help her. Even though, most of the pack got on well with the Cullens, there was always a few that could never make sense of it. Leah would never do that, I thought, she wouldn't be able to deal with the pressure she would get from the rest of the pack afterwards.

I couldn't stay there, surrounded kwa hundreds of trees I began to feel as if I were suffocating. The cliff was the first and only place that came to my mind. I couldn't go back to, Nessie like that, I needed to calm down.

The ocean looked black in the darkness. The wind was stronger up there. It blew light sprinkles of salty water on my face. I always wanted to onyesha Ness how beautiful it is when the sun sets. I probably wouldn't look at the sun, though, only her. There was nothing that could compare to her beauty.

I heard light chakula steps behind me. Oh, does she ever give up. I just had to be cruel to her now, I hated myself for it, the last thing I wanted to do was be cruel to Leah, but I could apologize later. "What do wewe want? wewe are constantly there. wewe think because we spend so much time together that I want to be with wewe every sekunde of the day. wewe know I could never upendo you, I thought wewe dealt with that. Now, just go away." I sat looking at the ocean for a dakika and then, there it was, that ache in my heart. Stabbing at me. She didn't deserve that, wewe idiot, I thought. I turned to apologize but she was gone. She didn't ponder too long, I muttered to myself. The wind blew in a different direction now, it stung my face. I could smell the trees and the moss. I could hear the birds high in the sky and that scent that I knew all too well. The vanilla scent that clung to every inch of her being. I closed my eyes. Was I imagining things? "What is Ness doing in the forest at this time of night?" I wondered. Then I looked over the cliff face, Leah was sitting on the log of wood, burning marshmallows. How did she get down there so fast, this cliff is so high up? Then is hit me like a bomb had exploded under my feet. "Oh Shit!" I yelled. My legs had already started running after her. She had left in her truck, I could hear it. I couldn't phase, I would catch up with her in no time but talking to her could be awkward, considering I would be naked.

I heard my father calling me as I ran on the sand, I figured I should go to him just in case I was going mad and she hadn't left. I should have known that was wishful thinking. I didn't give him a chance to speak,"Nessie! Dad, where is she?"

"She went looking for you. I told her try the cliff. Is everything ok?" He asked, worried.

"Everything is fine, dad, but your son is a complete and utter idiot." I heard him chuckle as I ran to my truck. I hopped in and sped down the road after her. "You idiot." I repeated over and over again. "C'mon, wewe shitty truck." I shouted as I pressed my leg on the accelerator.

Vanilla!! That was her scent. I slowed down, she was very near. But she wasn't moving anymore. And then suddenly, there she was, the moon reflecting off of her tears. I turned off the engine. "Please forgive me, Ness." I whispered to myself. Her face. Hurt was written all over it. "You idiot," I muttered one last time before I opened the door of my truck.