A/N: So, this little story started out because I saw this beautiful graphic that was up for adoption on a site I belong to called FWAR (Freewriters and readers). The moment I saw it I squealed in excitement because this banner was just gorgeous.

With that being said, I jumped in with both feet and decided that I wanted it. So, I adopted it. And I'm praying like hell that this short story will do it justice.

If you'd like to see the banner, please pop over to freewriters and readers and search for Kitty. I am a Five-Star Ficster so my name will be under the Five-Star Ficster tab.

On another note, I am beyond thrilled to tell you that my fic Unexpected Happiness is up for several nominations on The Non-canonawards blogspot

I'm nominated for:

Best Bella/Jacob Pairing

Best Original Character: Jaymie

Best Romance

Plus I have a banner and manipulation nominated under the name of Rhodes11!

ALSO up for an award are several of my friends!

The lovely Petersgirl for The Non-Canon Author Award, Best Crossover & Best Humour

Kraftychik for The Underdog, The Underfictionated & Best Video

And last but definitely not least, my supremely talented sister & best friend, Simply Jaded4 for Best One-Shot

We'd be eternally grateful if you could pop over and vote for each of us. Voting closes April 9th!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read! And my bad for such a long A/N! Lol.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story idea.

Thank you to my Beta: Simply Jaded4

My Pre-reader SassyNoles!

Prologue

"Fuck!" Jake roared into the night before slamming his fist into the nearest tree.

The anger he felt, the red-hot rage that spread throughout his chest, taking over his mind as he leaned his heavy body against the tree, was overwhelming. It consumed him.

How had this happened?!

How had his life changed so drastically within the span of a few weeks?

Two weeks ago, Jake's life was perfect. He had a beautiful, stunningly gorgeous wife who was just as eager as him to try for a child. Friends that were loyal to the bone. An auto-repair shop that was thriving, and a mother and father that were happily married after thirty-five years, and then BAM! Because of the freaky fucking gene that had been unfortunately passed down from his ancestors, he was on the verge of losing the most important thing in his life.

His wife.

"Shit!" he yelled, pushing himself away from the tree and pacing rapidly over the mossy forest floor.

Crumbling the letter that had torn his heart out and all but fucking shredded it to pieces, he brought his hands to his head, raking his fingers through his hair helplessly.

He needed to get his shit together and sort this out before she walked out of his life for good, but as much as he tried to see through the red haze, all he could picture was her haunting words: I'm sorry.

A tortured, strangled cry of agony tore from his lips as his knees buckled from under him and he hit the ground with a loud thud.

Nothing made sense.

Jake couldn't understand any of it.

Why him?

Why them?

They were so happy, so why the fuck did this have to happen?

Images of their life together began to flash before his eyes like a slideshow: the first time they met, their first date-how nervous he'd been asking her for a first date. Their first kiss, the first time he'd made love to her on the tail of his pickup by the cliffs and under the glow of the stars; it might not've been his best idea considering the fact she shook in his arms for a large part of their lovemaking, from the sharpness of the air, but it was perfect to them.

Then there was the first time she introduced him to her parents, and her to his. She was nervous as hell to meet his mom and dad, but he couldn't wait. Jake knew that his parents would love Bella. He'd known from day one, and he wasn't wrong. They adored her; so much so, his old man took him to one side and demanded to know when he was gonna slip a ring on her finger. Funny thing was, he was already planning on asking her that night, and that's exactly what he did. Jake drove them to the dock where they'd first met and went down on one knee, asking her to marry him.

In case you hadn't figured, she'd said yes.

And then this happened.

This...anger.

Constant, pure, unchained and uncontrollable rage.

He wasn't sure what the hell was going on or why he was so whacked out, but one thing for damn fucking sure: he wasn't losing his wife.

Not for his heritage.

Not for anything.

Collapsing in on himself, Jake's body tumbled to the earthy ground as a fierce unwavering slice of agony shot through his entire body, rendering him motionless, and for the first time since he was a child...he cried.

"Bells," he croaked, his voice nothing more than a tortured plea as tears of fear streamed down his cheeks. "I love you, baby...please don't leave me."

Voila!

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