The next day, I decided to stay at Jacob's house with Billy, I was safest there. "Come back to me in one piece." I told Jake. "Of course." He responded. He kissed me goodbye before leaving.
The day was filled with silence, both of us waiting for the pack to come back. I had decided to try and sketch something on some paper that was in the house, but I couldn't focus long enough to get anything good. Billy had made us some sandwiches, but we were both too anxious to eat anything.
It was late afternoon when we heard screaming from outside. The two of us rushed outside to see Jacob being carried by the rest of the pack. I choked out a sob, covering my mouth in shock.
"What happened?" Billy asked immediately. "A newborn got a hold of him and crushed every bone in the right side of his body." Sam answered solemnly. The pack went inside to put him on his bed, but I couldn't go inside. I couldn't see Jake like that.
After another 15 minutes, Carlisle came out of the woods and rushed to help Jacob. He made eye contact with me and nodded.
I held my head in my hands, letting the tears fall freely when Sam came over and put a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and squeezed it as a thank you. He left to go talk to Billy and I went back to crying.
Embry sat beside me and rubbed my back consolingly. I was thankful for that. I tried to not think about my boyfriend's screams of agony coming from inside the house, but it's difficult when it's the only thing I can hear.
Sue had come as soon as she heard the news, she gave me a small smile and went to comfort Billy. I felt horrible for not consoling him, but I was too much of a wreck to help.
I was still sitting on the porch chair sobbing when Bella and Edward drove up. I sighed, wiped away my tears, and tried to pull myself together.
To be honest I didn't even want to see Bella right now. She's the reason for the battle in the first place. I shook those thoughts out of my head and walked towards them.
As Bella talked to Billy and Sam, I went to Edward to ask about the others. He looked at me with a pained expression. My mind immediately went to the worst.
"What happened? Is your family okay?" I asked worriedly. He nodded, "Yes, they're fine. It's not that." I was confused. "Well then what happened?" I asked again.
He looked past me to Bella and seemed to be debating what to say. "I have to tell you something. You have a right to know." he stated before taking a breath I knew he didn't need, "Bella and Jacob... They... They kissed."
My stomach dropped and the tears returned to my eyes. My mind went blank. I had nothing to say. Or I didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell which. I turned to look at Bella and she was already looking at me.
She must have known from the expression on my face that Edward told me. She walked towards me and tried to put a hand on my arm. I quickly backed away from her, trying to catch my breath. "Y/N, I-" Bella started. "Don't." I growled, moving to talk to Billy.
"Y/N, are you okay?" he asked as soon as he saw me. I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come to me. I took a deep breath before speaking, "I need to go. Tell Jacob to come see me when he's better."
Billy held a confused look on his face. "Why don't you stay until he wakes up?" he offered, "I'm sure he'd be happy-" He was interrupted by Sam putting a hand on his shoulder and shaking his head. I looked at him confused before I realized.
He knew. Sam knew that Jacob and Bella kissed and didn't tell me. Hell, the whole pack knew and not one of them told me. Sam looked as if he wanted to say something, maybe make up an excuse, but nothing came. I scoffed and shook my head, letting out a small sob. "I'm leaving." I deadpanned before walking out to my car and getting in.
I saw Sam say something to Billy, and Billy looked at me with a remorseful expression. I swallowed the lump in my throat before starting my car, peeling out of the driveway and down the road.
I drove home in a daze, basically running on autopilot. Before I knew it, I was in my driveway. I turned off my car and sat there for a second, not wanting to move. Tears rolled down my face and I let out a sob I didn't know I was holding in. I put my head in my hands and let myself cry.
I was afraid of this. I did everything to convince myself I was wrong. Emily convinced me I was wrong. That Jacob didn't see Bella like that. I told myself not to be jealous. They were best friends and that's it. Jacob even told me that he loved me last night. I told him that I loved him. Was my love not enough?
I felt bad for Edward. He was probably going through the same thing. The same pain. I'm grateful he told me, even if it hurts.
After about half an hour, I dragged myself out of my car and trudged into my house. I didn't bother to turn on any lights. I kicked off my shoes and put my keys on the kitchen counter before going to my room.
I took off my clothes, put on a t-shirt, and got into bed. I wasn't tired. I just sat there in silence, staring at my wall. My head throbbed from all my tears, but I didn't care. I felt empty. Numb. After what seemed like an eternity, I fell asleep.
Was I not enough?