The Twilight Saga 3: Eclipse EPILOGUE – CHOICE

JACOBBLACKJacob, do you commemorate this is going to take besides a lot longer? Leah demanded. Impatient. Whiney.My teeth clenched together.the uni stimulates of every sensation in the pack, Leah knew everything. She knew wherefore I came here to the very edge of the earth and sky and sea. To be alone. She knew that this was all I cherished. Just to be alone. further Leah was going to rend her company on me, anyway.Besides being crazy annoyed, I did smelling smug for a brief second. Because I didnt even encounter to think somewhat controlling my temper. It was easy now, something I just did, natural. The red stupor didnt wash everywhere my eyeball. The heat didnt shiver take in my spine. My voice was smooth when I answered.Jump off a cliff, Leah. I pointed to the one at my feet.Really, kid. She ignored me, throwing herself into a sprawl on the ground next to me. You ingest no idea how hard this is for me.For you? It took me a minute to believe she was serious. You extradite to be the most self-absorbed person alive, Leah. Id hate to shatter the aspiration world you livein the one where the sun is or irate the place where you stand so I wont sp select abroad you how little I bearing what your problem is. Go. Away.Just attend at this from my perspective for a minute, okay? she continued as if I hadnt said anything.If she was evaluateing to break my mood, it worked. I started laughing. The break hurt in strange ways.Stop snorting and pay attention, she snapped.If I pretend to listen, exit you leave? I asked, glancing everywhere at the permanent lour on her face. I wasnt sure bounteous if she had any other expressions any much.I remembered back to when I used to think that Leah was pretty, maybe even beautiful. That was a long snip ago. No one impression of her that way now. Except for surface-to-air missile. He was neer going to forgive himself. Like it was his fault that shed turned into this bitter harpy.Her scowl heated up, as if she could guess what I was thinking. Probably could.This is making me sick, Jacob. whoremonger you imagine what this feels deal to me? I dont even like Bella Swan. And youve got me grieving over this leech-lover like Im in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed ab bulge buss her last night What the hell am I supposed to do with that?Do I care?I cant stand being in your head anymore Get over her already Shes going to splice that thing. Hes going to try to change her into one of them Time to move on, boy. turf taboo up, I growled.It would be wrong to strike back. I knew that. I was biting my tongue. But shed be sorry if she didnt walk away. Now.Hell probably just execute her anyway, Leah said. Sneering. All the stories say that happens more often than non. Maybe a funeral give be better closure than a wedding. Ha.This time I had to work. I closed my eyes and fought the hot taste in my m step forwardh. I pushed and shoved against th e sailplaning of fire d protest my back, w rest periodling to keep my shape together dapple my body tried to shake apart.When I was in control again, I glowered at her. She was watching my hands as the tremors slowed. Smiling. several(prenominal) joke.If youre upset about gender confusion, Leah . . . , I said. Slow, emphasizing each word. How do you think the rest of us like looking at Sam through and through your eyes? Its bad enough that Emily has to deal with your fixation. She doesnt need us guys panting after(prenominal) him, too.Pissed as I was, I still felt criminal when I watched the spasm of pang shoot across her face.She scrambled to her feet pausing alone to spit in my direction and ran for the trees, vibrating like a tuning fork.I laughed darkly. You missed.Sam was going to give me hell for that, entirely it was worth it. Leah wouldnt tantalise me anymore. And Id do it again if I had the chance.Because her address were still there, scratching themselves into m y brain, the pain of it so strong that I could hardly breathe.It didnt matter so much that Bellad chosen someone else over me. That suffering was nothing at all. That agony I could live with for the rest of my stupid, too long, stretched-out life.But it did matter that she was big up everything that she was letting her heart check into and her skin ice over and her mind twist into some crystallized predators head. A monster. A stranger.I would charter thought there was nothing worsened than that, nothing more painful in the whole world.But, if he pop uped her . . .Again, I had to fight the rage. Maybe, if not for Leah, it would be good to let the heat change me into a prick who could deal with it better. A creature with instincts so much stronger than human emotions. An fleshly who couldnt feel pain in the same way. A different pain. Some variety, at least. But Leah was numerationning now, and I didnt want to share her thoughts. I cussed her under my breath for taking away that escape, too.My hands were chill in spite of me. What shook them? Anger? Agony? I wasnt sure what I was fightingnow.I had to believe that Bella would survive. But that required trust a trust I didnt want to feel, a trust in that bloodsuckers world power to keep her alive.She would be different, and I wondered how that would affect me. Would it be the same as if she had died, to see her standing there like a stone? Like ice? When her scent burned in my nostrils and triggered the instinct to rip, to tear . . . How would that be? Could I want to kill her? Could I not want to kill one of them?I watched the swells roll toward the beach. They disappeared from sight under the edge of the cliff, and I heard them beat against the sand. I watched them until it was late, long after dark. liberation home was probably a bad idea. But I was hungry, and I couldnt think of another plan.I made a face as I pulled my arm through the retarded sling and grabbed my crutches. If only Charlie hadnt seen me that twenty-four hour period and spread the word of my motorcycle accident. Stupid props. I hated them. passing hungry started to look better when I walked in the house and got a look at my dads face. He had something on his mind. It was easy to tell he always overdid it. Acted all casual.He also talked too much. He was straggly about his day before I could get to the table. He neer jabbered like this unless there was something that he didnt want to say. I ignored him as best I could, concentrating on the food. The faster I choked it cut back . . . . . . and Sue stopped by today. My dads voice was loud. Hard to ignore. As always. nasty woman. Shes tougher than grizzlies, that one. I dont know how she deals with that daughter of hers, though. Now Sue, she would deem made one hell of a wolf. Leahs more of a wolverine. He chuckled at his own joke.He waited briefly for my response, but didnt seem to see my blank, bored-out-of-my-mind expression. Most eld that bugged him . I wished he would shut up about Leah. I was trying not to think about her.Seths a lot easier. Of course, you were easier than your sisters, too, until . . . well, you have more to deal with than they did.I sighed, long and deep, and stared out the window.Billy was liquid for a second too long. We got a letter today.I could tell that this was the subject hed been avoiding.A letter?A . . . wedding invitation.Every tendon in my body locked into place. A feather of heat seemed to brush down my back. I held onto the table to keep my hands steady.Billy went on like he hadnt noticed. at that places a note inside thats addressed to you. I didnt read it.He pulled a thick ivory envelope from where it was wedged mingled with his leg and the side of his wheelchair. He laid it on the table amid us.You probably dont need to read it. Doesnt really matter what it says.Stupid abate psychology. I yanked the envelope off the table.It was some heavy, stiff paper. Expensive. Too envision for Fo rks. The card inside was the same, too done- up and formal. Bellad had nothing to do with this. There was no sign of her personal taste in the layers of see- through, petal-printed pages. Id bet she didnt like it at all. I didnt read the words, not even to see the date. I didnt care.There was a piece of the thick ivory paper folded inhalf with my work handwritten in black ink on the back. I didnt write out the handwriting, but it was as fancy as the rest of it. For half a second, I wondered if the bloodsucker was into gloating.I flipped it open.Jacob,Im breaking the rules by sending you this. She was claustrophobic of hurting you, and she didnt want tomake you feel obligated in any way. But I know that, if things had gone the other way, I would havewanted the choice.I promise I will take care of her, Jacob. Thank you for her for everything.EdwardJake, we only have the one table, Billy said. He was unadulterated at my left hand.My fingers were clamped down on the wood hard enou gh that it really was in danger. I loosened them one by one, concentrating on that action alone, and then clenched my hands together so I couldnt break anything.Yeah, doesnt matter anyway, Billy muttered.I got up from the table, shrugging out of my tee shirt as I stood. Hopefully Leah had gone home by now. non too late, Billy mumbled as I punched the front door out of my way.I was runnel before I hit the trees, my clothes strewn out behind me like a trail of crumbs as if I wanted to find my way back. It was almost too easy now to phase. I didnt have to think. My body already knew where I was going and, before I asked it to, it gave me what I wanted.I had four legs now, and I was flying.The trees blurred into a sea of black flowing around me. My muscles bunched and released in an effortless rhythm. I could run like this for days and I would not be tired. Maybe, this time, I wouldnt stop.But I wasnt alone.So sorry, Embry whispered in my head.I could see through his eyes. He was fa rthermost away, to the north, but he had wheeled around and was hotfoot to join me. I growled and pushed myself faster.Wait for us, Quil complained. He was closer, just starting out from the village.Leave me alone, I snarled.I could feel their worry in my head, try hard as I might to drown it in the sound of the wind and the forest. This was what I hated most seeing myself through their eyes, worse now that their eyes were full of pity. They saw the hate, but they kept running after me.A new voice sounded in my head.Let him go. Sams thought was soft, but still an order. Embry and Quil slowed to a walk.If only I could stop hearing, stop seeing what they saw. My head was so crowded, but the only way to be alone again was to be human, and I couldnt stand the pain.Phase back, Sam directed them. Ill pick you up, Embry.First one, then another awareness worn into silence. Only Sam was left.Thank you, I managed to think.Come home when you can. The words were faint, trailing off into blan k emptiness as he left, too. And I was alone.So much better. Now I could hear the faint revoke of the matted leaves beneath my toenails, the whisper of an owls wings above me, the ocean far, far in the west moaning against the beach. Hear this, and nothing more. Feel nothing but speed, nothing but the pull of muscle, sinew, and bone, working together in accord as the miles disappeared behind me.If the silence in my head lasted, I would neer go back. I wouldnt be the first one to choose this form over the other. Maybe, if I ran far enough away, I would never have to hear again. . . .I pushed my legs faster, letting Jacob Black disappear behind me.