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Post by Jacob Black on May 5, 2008 22:38:32 GMT -5
Jake sat down on the cliff, feet dangling in the air. He was sick of this! Sick of that monster having his Bella! Sick of trying to keep his thoughts from that stuff when he was running with the pack. He clenched his fists, as he felt the anger and bitterness wash over him. It wasn't fair! That the bloodsuckers came back! If they hadn't Bella and him would have been completely content. With no myths coming to life. Nothing of the sort.
He stood up, looking out at the water. He wasn't going to jump in, like he would have done if any of his brothers were there, but he was thinking about how one jump had ruined his chance with Bella. That stupid female having to see Bella jump in and then 'jump' to the conclusion that Bella was dead!
He closed his eyes tightly before opening them again. He also hated having to fight the change every single damn time he got angry!! He was shaking slightly, why couldn't they have waited another fifty years before they'd returned??
With a sigh he sat down again, to stare out at the water and try not to blow up.
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Post by Leah Clearwater on May 7, 2008 20:25:35 GMT -5
Leah crossed her arms across her chest tightly. She was wearing simply a tank Top and some jeans that were torn at the knees. The bitter chill that came naturally each day hadn't bothered Leah in sometime. And because of her werewolf status, her skin was a natural hot temperature.
Upon the cliff near the beach, Leah spotted a figure sitting on the edge. She glanced around her and then started walking in the person's direction.
As she neared the cliff, she could make out that it was one of the pack members and after a few more moments she could see that it was no other than Jacob Black, not one of her favorite people.
She gave a quiet sigh and then came up behind him. "Hey there Black. What'cha doing all by your lonesome?" She asked without any real interest.
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