Stolen Heart

Life isn't fair

EPOV

"Jacob, Jacob has imprinted on me." She whispered. My head started spinning. The words just couldn't compute in my brain, things were making less and less sense by the day.

"I don't…understand." I stuttered breathlessly. She swallowed, and said nothing. Her heart was hammering under her sweater.

"If he has imprinted on you, how could he do … this?" I gasped, gesturing at her face. "Doesn't it mean that he has to give his life up in order to protect you, not attack you!" My voice was becoming desperate.

"Jake sometimes…loses control." She mumbled, a hint of a blush creeping upon her battered cheeks. "Sam loses control with Emily too. But he's not so bad." She continued. I suddenly felt the panic tickling my veins, there was going to be consequence to either, Jacob, Bella or my family. And I was there right in the centre, causing this catastrophic mess. I was the nails in the scaffolding, just about balancing Bella and my family, holding them away from the intimate danger that was Jacob Black.

"There's no escape from him, is there?" I whispered slowly, tracing her cheek gently. She simply shook her head.

"I'm sorry Edward I have to stop this now, I've had enough of being the one causing all the problems. I'm going back; he can tear me into shreds, as long as you are safe." She stood up. No! I can't let her do this; she may as well commit suicide. I winced at my previous thought, and brushed it away.

"Bella, stop please, you can't go, it's a literally a death trap!" I pleaded, but my pleas resulted with no avail. She had a determined look in her unreadable eyes.

"I just have to Edward. I love you, and I'm sorry. Jacob won't kill me; I'm his imprint for Christ sake!"

"Let her go Edward, it really is the best" Carlisle thought solemnly. It looked as if no one could help but eves drop on Bella and mine's conversation. I sighed, knowing he was right. We walked into the hall, where everyone stood nervously I blocked their thoughts. I knew they were mentally preparing themselves for the outburst I will have the moment Bella leaves the house. She tenderly kissed my lips. Then she glanced round at everyone, and nodded once, leaving the house. My shoulders slumped, everyone but Carlisle and Esme, abruptly left the room. I sagged slowly to the floor.

"She'll be alright Edward I just know it." Esme whispered softly. I shook my head.

"She'll never be alright, being with that monster." I felt the usual anger rise through my body.

"He may not kill her, but he'll put her near to it." I spat through my teeth.

"You know it was the right thing to do."

"It was right but wrong at the same time." I hissed. How was that possible? Though it seemed a lot of unnatural things happened to me. Take the fact, after one hundred years, I had finally found the one I love, but to then have to let her walk away and go to a werewolf version of a paper shredder. It made no logical sense.

"It's not fair!" I screamed. Although they didn't say it, I heard the automatic response in their thoughts.

Life isn't fair.

BPOV

Walking out that door, was probably, the most terrifying experiences, I'd ever put myself through. And trust me; I've been through a lot.

I knew I was torturing Edward by leaving him like that, but it was the only way. The wrong way for me. The right way for everyone else.

It was half past eight when I made it home. The house looked warm and welcoming. Home. Yet in the course of a day, it suddenly didn't feel like home. It was just a house, with a lonely middle-aged man living inside it. I sighed and pushed the door open. What happened afterwards shocked me to the core.