Jacob and Renesmee -COMPLETE!

Chapter forty-two: understanding now

"Carlisle!" I shouted, and the whole group gathered. "What is it Edward?" he asked, before Jasper jumped in. "What's wrong with Renesmee." "Alice had a vision." I told them, and I could see Jacob hanging on my words. He reminded me much of myself when I tried leaving Bella. When Alice had told me she died. "The Voltori. The building they live in has been burnt down. Apparently no survivors are found." I explained, and Jacob fell to the floor. Jasper gasped, as the pack ran to his side. "Anything about Renesmee?" Esme asked, and I shook my head. "Alice is looking." I informed them.

"So they're all dead?" Jacob's small voice spoke. He sounded broken. This was a side none of us had seen. "I believe so." I nodded, and he stood. "I can't even rip their heads off!" he exclaimed, before running into the woods. I heard the tearing of clothes, before Sam and a few others chased after him. I have to be with her. He was chanting, and I followed his thoughts as Carlisle spoke to the rest of the family. Jacob was running in no direction. I stepped aside, I couldn't hear him anymore. "I'm going to follow Jacob." I stated, before running. I found his scent, quickly chasing the wolves.

"Jacob, just step down." I heard Sam bark, and that's when I realised what he was doing. Hey, Bloodsucker, this kills you right? Jacob thought, a large piece of wood on fire in his hand. "Jacob!" I called out as I got the small clearing in the wood. "You don't want to do this." "Fire destroys you, yeah?" "JACOB!" Sam shouted again, and I wasn't sure why any of them hadn't attacked him, try and save him. Was their kind simular with fire?

"Just Stop." Sam continued, his hands out to help the young male. "We will do everything we can to help you." "You don't understand Sam. The pain, the suffering-" "I do." I stated, looking directly at him. "You know I know that pain. I've always felt that pain." I spoke directly to him. "This is different. When you lose the one person. Your world." "It feels like you keep dying." I finished his thought, not even needing to read his mind. He knew this to. "Like every waking moment you're being tortured, on the brink of death yet never tipped over. And you look for a way to escape."

"I told you Jacob. I've been there. But you have to ask yourself what would Renesmee want here? She wouldn't want this for you. What about the kids? Can they lose both their parents? They need you Jacob." He took my advice, dropping the burning log. A few of the wolves began smothering the fire, putting it out as Jacob jumped off the rock that he was on. "I know what you mean. I wouldn't wish this pain on anyone." He told me, and I nodded. "Let's go home." I told him, and he patted my back. It seemed as if he had changed for the better, that we had some sort of understanding of each other.

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