Literature
Cursed
I don't know how long it has been since that day. Minutes, hours, days; it has lost all kind of meaning to me. I only count stretch of time based on her. The amount of times she's laughed since she woke up, how many times she's blinked her mesmerizing eyes, how long it has been since she touched me. She's all that matters to me now, she's my life. She is everything.
I'm not quite sure how it went down, my memories of the moment is slipping, getting blurred around the edges. All I know is that as suddenly, the boy who had been Jacob Black, shape-shifter, leader, friend, jealous as hell and ready to kick some serious ass, was no more. He cease