Guns & Horses
Life Is So Damn Hard
POV; Jacob.
Bang! I groaned, my eyelids fluttering opened as the loud 'bang' startled me - I don't know why though, after all, I was a big bag werewolf. If things came to such a bad ending, I think I'll be able to protect myself rather well. I wasn't wearing a shirt - I never did, even if I was awake. I found no use for T-shirts; I didn't feel the cold any more. My hair was in its usual tousled standard; my muscular frame looked almost too perfect for it to be even real. Getting up from my cosy bed, I started at the red letters which told me what time it was, I was confused really. Who'd come here - to visit me - at 12:00 in the morning? Another bang at the door, but there was something else, sobbing - with heaps of tears and possibly even snot. Eck. I looked through the peep hole too see two much too familiar figures standing outside, in the rain, one of them crying her eyes out and the other standing, looking up at the crying soul, soundlessly and helplessly. I walked through the door open, careful not to break it as I allowed the two too come inside the door. The older one was scattered in blood as was the child - who was growing up way too fast. The two rushed inside, the child rushing towards the lounge room, sitting herself on the sofa, whilst the older one crawled into my arms and cried even more, my arms tightened around the female trying too sooth her.
"Bells." I murmured into her hair. Ugh, she reeked of . . . vampire. Not only a vampire, but an unfamiliar creature. What the hell was going on? I didn't know, but I wanted to find out. I also realised the blood that was scattered all over the body of girl whom I love most, wasn't hers. I felt thankful for that, but whose blood was it if it wasn't hers . . . or Renesmee's? "Bells," I repeated her name, not only because it sounded nice to say it, there was slight urgency in my tone. "What's wrong? What happened?" I pushed the question, us werewolves needed to know. So we could do what we did best, protect.
I heard Bella gulp in air, her tears soaking into my chest, if I was wearing a shirt, it would be drenched by now. "I-i . . . Cullen's' . . . dead . . . massacred." Bella stuttered the words out, I felt rather devastated, no matter how much I hated those bloodsuckers, especially Edward - for taking Bella away from me - I felt sorry for Bella, and for Renesmee, who had too live without her father any more. "I hid in the closet, Edward locked me and Renesmee in there, it took me a while to get us out of there. I don't know what killed them, but it wasn't a vampire. It wasn't a werewolf. And it definitely wasn't a human being."
I felt Bella shudder, I kicked the door shut. A little too much. It cracked in the middle of the bottom half. I'd have to fix that; Billy will get angry about it. Luckily, Billy was still at Charlies', they were watching some football game really early in the morning, having a male sleepover. Something I never heard of before.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I really am." I apologised for her loss - major loss. Bella shook her head frowning. With a gentle sigh, I hugged her even more tightly, sponge bob square-pants were blaring out of the television, and Renesmee loved that show. She was too young to know what was going on, but she was smart, she probably did know, she just didn't want to show her emotions out right now. I'd make sure the pack would know about the massacre, we'd do our best to find whatever it was.
"Don't be Jake. You didn't kill them. You have nothing to apologise for." Bella shook off my apology, her legs buckled underneath her. I caught her legs, lifted her up and walked over to sit next to Renesmee, who looked close too falling asleep. There was just really one thing I wanted to know.
"Bells, why didn't Alice warn any of you? I mean, she must have known already." I said, unsure. I knew Alice loved the Cullen's' and Bella, she valued them all too much too let them all get killed - along with herself. Something was definitely not right.
