Guilt

The Sixth Month Anniversary- Chapter 2

*Jacob POV*

Today is the sixth month anniversary and I'm still thinking about the day Bella left for Edward Cullen.

I remember a year ago, that night at prom when I went to their highschool to tell Bella that my dad wanted her to break up with him. She quickly got angry despite her promise to remain civil.

Even amongst all of these thoughts of Bella, I still can't process it. Bella was the only person I'd ever loved. I knew she loved me (or at least felt bad for me) because she kissed me right in front of Edward.

I still don't understand how Dad is so calm even though he hates the cold ones. It's almost as if he knows something that he shared with the tribe, me excluded.

I easily got lost in my thoughts as usual and didn't notice Rachel coming in behind me. "Jacob. Come on. Dad wants you."

I was now alert but didn't care. "Can't you tell him I'm not in the mood?" She growled and hit the door frame with her fist. "I'm not doing sh*t like that, Jacob." and she spun on her heel and disappeared as quickly as she came.

I sighed audibly and lightly growled, the same as my sister had, and roughly stood up from my seat.

I stalked off across the wet ground. I had been tuning everything out so well that I didn't even notice it had stormed. Trees were knocked around and broken branches thrown several yards away from their home.

After walking a minute, I reached the place where I knew my dad was resting. I knocked on the door and waited for my father to respond. "Come in, Jake.", he answered gruffly.

I slowly opened his door and stepped in. He took one glance at me and knew I had been sitting alone again, thinking about nothing but Bella. " I'm worried about you, Jake."

I tried to sound tough as I spoke back to him, but my voice cracked. "You have no reason to be, Dad. I'm fine."

He narrowed his eyes and his expression said that he didn't believe me. Why should he? It was a lie after all. I wasn't fine. I needed Bella and I hated the Cullens for taking her from me.

I started to get lost in my thoughts again, thinking about how I could get revenge on them when my dad finally spoke. "This is what I mean. You look lifeless, Jacob. You're like a walking corpse."

I grimaced at his comparison between me and a zombie, but quickly shook it off. "Dad. I said I'm fine. Can we please just drop it?"

He sighed and gently nodded, then spoke quietly. "How about we go see if we can help Sam clean up from the storm?" I quickly agreed, despite the fact that all I wanted was to run away. Run away forever and never have any memory of anything to do with Bella, the rez, or the Cullens, but at least it meant we could drop it.

I walked around him and gently began to push his wheelchair out of the door. I rolled him down to where most of the wreck was.

I handed him some smaller branches to hold as I gathered the larger ones.

After a few minutes of this tedious routine, I walked with him to the edge of the woods with a stack of branches and sticks in my arms while he had a small pile in his lap and rolled his wheelchair. We stopped when we got to the edge and I dropped my pile and helped him toss his out. Just as I turned around to push him back, I saw something flash by beyond the first few trees. Was that a-? No. It couldn't be. I quickly tried to shake the thought and turned back to my father.

He seemed to notice nothing, which was strange because usually I'm the one to tune everything out, not him.

He just smiled peacefully as I pushed his wheelchair back towards our home. When we were back in the area, he told me to leave him outside. I listened and went back to my quiet place to be lonely. I sat there for a few minutes then suddenly remembered what I saw when we dumped the branches.

Who could that be? It didn't seem to be anyone from the rez and it was troubling me. I slowly recalled when we had to join the Cullens to fight. The cold ones moved like whatever was in the woods.

I broke into a cold sweat as I realized we could be in danger. What could this mean? The vampires aren't allowed in our territory. They know that. So why was there one here?