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JACOB was bedridden for at least a week.
The battle was won, but that didn't mean Jacob was left unharmed, just as his imprint had predicted. He tried saving Leah during the fight, not noticing the newborn charging forward towards him, who almost cracked his stomach in two. It was a good thing for Jacob that healing was never an issue, but he was still scarred and beaten down. He survived, though, enough to allow him to walk again. Nothing kept him down.
Not only did he suffer with the pain of his wound, but the pain regarding his separation from Margo was even worse. He relished in the thought of being tied to her for eternity, but this was one of those times when the imprint became a true curse. He also missed her, and he wondered if she was truly okay. His father had taken his phone away from him after the battle so Jacob could get proper rest. He was dying to know how Sacramento was, and the pessimist inside told him that she liked it so much that she was never coming back.
When Billy finally permitted him to walk again, the first thing Jacob did was drive the bike over to her house. She had to be back home by now. She just had to. Jacob had never driven his bike so fast in his life. It usually took eight minutes to get to Margo's house from the reservation. This time, it took five.
