I entered the meadow and stood there for a moment. I had had a craving to come here, and now that I had made the slow hike here, I was going to enjoy it until I had to leave. A nice breeze ruffled my hair, and the birds sang beautifully. I chose a spot beside a tree that was splashed in sunlight. Taking off my small backpack, I pulled out a book. I opened the book and began to read. I quickly became engrossed in it, being all track of time.
Suddenly, I got the feeling of being watched. I didn’t feel like I was in danger, though, I just felt like I should really look up from my book. So I did.
Directly into Jacob’s eyes.
He was some distance from me, and in werewolf form, but I could tell that it was him, regardless. The ache in my heart intensified as I looked at him, unable to turn my eyes away.
It had been a month and a half since I had last seen him, a month and a half since I told him goodbye. I didn’t think that I’d see him again, especially after Edward’s trick with the wedding invitation. I wanted to reach out to him, but I was frozen in place. I wanted to call his name, but my voice died in my throat.
He wasn’t supposed to be here. This was Cullen territory, according to the treaty. Although I wasn’t a vampire yet, I was a Cullen now, based on my own decisions. As important as those facts were, they seemed insignificant right now. It was just Jacob and I. Nothing else.
I might have already chosen Edward, but that did not change the fact that I still loved Jacob. No matter how far apart we were from each other, we were still close. I still needed him. There were nights that I ached to hear his voice, longed for his smile so like the sun. Nights that the pain almost became unbearable. His pain was still my pain.
The wind rose, blowing my hair into my face. I blinked, and he was gone as suddenly as he appeared. It was if he had never been there in the first place. I placed one hand over my heart, waiting for the pain to subside into its everyday ache, the one that I was slowly getting used to. But it did not begin to lessen. Tears prickled behind my eyes, ones that I tried to hold back, but when I closed my eyes, the tears began to fall.