Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. *tear*
Every time he looked at Nessie, he felt like that was where he was supposed to be. Where he was obligated to be. Every time he looked at Leah, he knew that that was where he wanted to be.
He knew that he broke her heart by choosing Nessie over her.
He told her before that he wouldn't do to her like Sam did.
He told her that he would fight the imprint.
He told her that he would fight destiny for her.
He left her with his child in her. Their miracle child. His and Leah's child. A baby.
It wasn't supposed to happen.
She wasn't supposed to have babies.
Just like there weren't supposed to be real werewolves or vampires either.
If there weren't those things, him and Leah would be together.
Just them. Jacob and Leah.
Leah Black. How he wanted to call her that so badly.
Jacob and Leah Black. That was what he wanted to see on his wedding invitations.
Instead, he saw Jacob and Renesmee Black.
Jacob blamed destiny.
It was destiny's fault that Bella broke his heart.
It was destiny's fault that Sam imprinted on Emily, Leah's cousin.
It was destiny's fault that Jacob imprinted on leech's spawn.
It was destiny's fault that his wife was cheating on him with Nahuel, yet he couldn't bring himself to leave her.
It was destiny's fault that Leah's heart was broken again.
It was destiny's fault that he ended up with the wrong person.
He really hated destiny.