Ok, so this is my very first Twilight ff ever! I really want you to let me know what you think, so i can keep writing on this! I just wanted to write a Twilght fanfic, and this was the first thing that came to my mind. Hope you like it!

And i do not own Twilight, or any of the characters.

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When I woke up I found that I was just as frustrated as last night! .. And now I was tired too! Damnit! I had only gotten about two hours of sleep, cause I had spend half the night thinking.

Of him..

No! Stop that right now! You couldn't have… Not the leech! The filthy little bloodsucker!

But I could not deny it anymore. Last night I had hoped that I would wake up, feeling just as normal as any other day, that it would go away. But it hadn't. I had to face it sooner or later. I had to tell her. To tell him. Should I even tell him? Edward Cullen, my sworn enemy, that I Jacob Black, the werewolf had imprinted on him, the vampire!?

Could it get any stranger then that. Not only had I imprinted on another male, but that male was a leech.

.. A beautiful leech.

But he belonged to Bella! He loved Bella, and not me. How could he ever love me? He hated me from the beginning.

I sighed to myself, got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, where I took off my boxers and got into the shower. While I stood under the streaming hot water, I kept thinking of him. Thoughts I'd never had, at least not about another man. Last time I thought something like this, it was about Bella Swann.

I just couldn't forget the way he had looked at me, with his gorgeous topaz eyes, when I'd phased back to my human form, wearing nothing but my birthday soot.

I had no idea how long I had been in the shower till someone knocked hard on the door. I shook my head, confused, blinked the water out of my eyes, turned the water off and took a towel to rap around my waist. It knocked on the door again, and this time someone yelled. "Jacob Black, you open this door, right now!"

I sighed. Why did she have to come here!?

I opened the door and saw Bella standing outside with a note in her hand. My note.

Her expression changed from upset to embarrassed as I stood in front of her, only wearing a towel, my hair dripping wet, my skin still damp. The blood flushed to her cheeks faster than normal, even for Bella.

"Uhm, I'm sorry.. I didn't.. uh.." she couldn't finish her sentence.

"Well what did you expect? I'm in the bathroom," I said and couldn't help but to crack a little smile.

"I'll just wait outside.."

I closed the door again, and didn't bother to hurry to get dressed, cause I didn't know what to say when I was finished and had to confront her.

When I couldn't stall it any longer, I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room where I found Bella sitting on the couch. I didn't have to worry about Billy overhearing. He was at Charlie's today.

"Jacob, what's going on?" she asked, and held up the note written in haste yesterday.

Bella. I need to talk to you soon. It's important. Don't come to La Push. Wait for me. Jacob.

Obviously, she hadn't taken notice of that last part. Typical Bella Swann.

"Yea, that.. Could we go down to the beach?" I asked. I didn't know exactly why I wanted to tell her at the beach, I just couldn't stay in this house. I needed to get out.

"Jacob. You're freaking me out!" Bella said, but stood up nonetheless, so we could go to the beach.

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"Okay. Tell me what the hell is going on," Bella said, anxiously.

I looked around and remembered where we were sitting. On the same log of thrift wood, where I had told her about our Quileute legends, the day we first met.

I looked down at the ground, struggling with what words to say. I felt her hand on my shoulder, and I repressed the urge to shake it off. I didn't want her to comfort me. Not when I was about to hurt her.

"Bella.." I looked up, starring at her face, and I couldn't tell what she was thinking. She waited for me to keep talking. "I've imprinted on someone," as I had expected she was suddenly ecstatic, and happy for me, as she leaned in to give me a hug. "Oh, Jacob! I'm so happy for you! Who is it?" she said, eagerly. Then she dropped her hand from my shoulder, when I looked down again. "Why aren't you happy?" she asked.

"Because Bella.. It's… It's" I couldn't finish my sentence, and I heard her sigh.

"Oh no, Jacob! Tell me it's not me!" I quickly glanced at her. Of course she would make that assumption.

"No, Bella. It's not you." Now she let out a sigh of relief.. Would it really be that bad if I had imprinted on her?! Was I that repulsive? Thank you very much.

"But. Who then? You can tell me Jacob," she now grabbed my arm and forced me to look at her.

Now I was the one to sigh.

"It's Edward!! Okay?! It's your precious leech!!" I quickly stood up, and looked at the ocean for a second. I then turned to watch her turn white.

"Bella? Please, say something," I sat down beside her again, and took her lifeless hand in mine.

"Tell me that's some kind of sick joke!" she jerked her hand away, and moved away from me, so that we were farther apart.

"I'm afraid it's not," I had nothing else to say.

"How could you Jacob!? How could you!?!" she stood up now, and looked like she wanted to punch me in the face. Of course she wouldn't want to try, after what happened the last time she tried.

"You know it's not something I can control.."

"Still! Jacob! You know how I feel about him, you know how much I love him! And last time I checked, you despised him!" tears was starting to build up in the corner of her eyes. I hated seeing her like that. She knew what it meant to imprint. There was no way back.

"And I also know how much he loves you. You're not the one loosing, Bella. It's me,"

I could see her starting to calm down, but her fists were clenched and she still didn't want to sit down.

"But Jacob. You know this is wrong. You're a werewolf. He's a vampire.."

"Done is done, Bella. I've imprinted on him, vampire or not," now I was the one starting to get upset. This was wrong! But what could I do!? I couldn't just ignore this! Imprinting did not work that way!

I got up and looked at her for a while. "I have to go, Bells. I trust you, you wont tell him."

Then I left her. I half expected her to be the one walking away from me today. But after all, it wasn't her who had imprinted on another guy.. Another vampire guy. And, being a werewolf, that made it even worse.