Summary: Jacob Black has been forced out of his home and sent to live at Cullen House for wayward kids. Things get interesting once he sets his sights on the Cullen's youngest son Edward. Edward/Jacob and possible Mpreg later on.

Cullen House For Wayward Teens

Jacob Black had never been so hurt, angry or depressed in his entire life. His asshole father was kicking him out of the house because he dared to be different without apologizing for it. The fact was that Jacob was gay. To make matters worse he was a gay werewolf.

As if that wasn't hard enough to deal with, his existence had managed to seep even further into the depths of hell on the day that his father just happened to walk in on him making out with the star quarterback of the football team. It was horribly embarrassing. The boy jumped up and ran out of the house as his father tore into him, asking how he could do this to him. How he could shame his family and his pack in such a way.

He found himself frowning at the memory.

Never in all of his life had he seen his father so angry. Part of him didn't even care about the mans anger. What hurt Jacob the most were the awful things that he had said to him, probably feeling the need to hurt the boy as much as possible. He called him a fag, a queer, a homo, the little bitch puppy that he didn't know he had. Jacob wanted to crawl under a rock and die. He didn't realize how much prejudice ran through the veins of the reservation but the members of his clan would soon show him all that he needed to see.

It didn't take his father, nor the pack too long to decide his fate. He was going to be sent away to a special "home" for kids just like him for a while. However not all of the children were gay. Some just had behavioral problems or had a love for fire or bad tempers but in any event it was the perfect place for dickward parents to get rid of the kids that had disappointed them or disrupted their wonderful lives, causing the neighbors to talk. The only condition was that you had to be some sort of magical or mythical creature. The residents there were mostly witches, werewolves and something that he wasn't too keen on, vampires.

The funny part was that this particular home was ran by vampires. Yep, that's right. His father hated him so much that he was sending the boy to live with their mortal enemies until he "came around". Then and only then would he be allowed to return back home to the reservation.

He sighed, trying not to look at the man who was abandoning him as they past a clusters of trees and wildlife that reminded him of home. The drive had taken two days and Jacob couldn't wait to get the hell out of the car and away from his father. He just wanted to start over, to see what else there was to life instead of dealing with the small minded fucks back home. Yeah, part of him was bitter about this but there was another part deep inside that felt as if this was the right decision. The teen just hoped that the bloodsuckers who ran the place weren't complete jerks. Maybe he would even meet some cool people or at least have sex with a hot guy.

The last thought made him smile.

It would be nice to have someone to talk to and who would love him unconditional since it was obvious that he didn't have anyone like that in his life.

Before his thoughts could go any further they pulled onto a long dark road. He could see bits and pieces of a house through the trees. He tried to make out exactly how it looked but he couldn't, not just yet. His excitement grew as he was finally able to take in the sight of the kick ass house or rather mansion before him. It was enormous and glamorous unlike the houses back home. His eyes widened in anticipation as he could see glimpses of a pool and tennis court in the back yard and the woods that surrounded it would be perfect for him to go running through after shifting. The house it's self had tons of windows that were separated by panels of bright wood. It's front yard was green and was lined with flowers. You could tell that the people who owned the place had money and weren't afraid to show it. If the house wasn't a clear enough indication then the many expensive sports cars that were parked in the front should have done the trick.

Jacob was blown away.

The second that his father stopped the car two people came outside with bright, warm smiles that put his mind at ease, even if just a little while. They weren't hard and bitter like the faces of the vampires that he had hunted down once upon a time. Maybe the Cullens weren't so bad after all.

He stepped out of the car, half returning their smiles as he went to the trunk to gather his belongings. After doing so he retrieved his iPod from the front seat and walked over to greet the Cullens.

His father didn't even bother getting out of the car or speaking a word to him.

"Hello there," the man spoke in a silky and oh so calming voice "I'm Carlisle and this is my wife Esme. You must be Jacob," he continued holding out his hand.

Jacob almost jumped back at the feel of his cold skin as their hands connected, luckily he was able to play it cool.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you Dr. Cullen, Mrs. Cullen. Thanks for taking me in, I guess." He spoke softly as Carlisle gave him a reassuring wink and his hand an extra squeeze before stepping closer to the truck.

"Mr. Black it's nice to meet you in person. We have all of your paper work in order, we just need Jacobs school records."

"The boy's got them in his bag. Was there anything else that you needed?" Billy replied rather rudely.

He couldn't believe how much of a douche bag his father was being. Why did he hate him so much?

Esme must have sensed his pain because she placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him an understanding smile.

"Don't worry Jacob. You'll be ok here, no one will judge you. You'll meet new friends and the pain will become less and less as time goes by. You'll see. We're your family now and you are ours."

Jacob found himself thinking about how nice the woman was, nothing like most bloodsuckers that he had come in contact with over the past two years. He also wondered if his mother would have been like her. So loving, accepting and comforting. He didn't understand how he could feel so at ease among the creatures that he was taught to hate from moment he was able to talk.

The sound of his father speeding out of the driveway made his stomach clench. He knew that the man was angry and disappointed in him but he didn't think that he was capable of hating him. And as much as he was as angry with his father for turning his back on him, it still broke his heart that he wouldn't be seeing the guy or talking to him any time soon. His father had been like his best friend. They used to talk about anything under the sun or nothing at all and still have the best time together. He didn't see how the stubborn bastard had the right to throw it all away simply because of who his son chose to sleep with.

"Jacob?"

"Oh sorry Mr. Cullen."

"It's ok son, and please call me Carlisle. We were just wondering if you planned on coming inside any time soon? Possible at some point today."

Jacob smiled. He could tell that the vampire was trying to take his mind of his situation. It was nice to have someone who cared.

The Cullens helped him inside with his bags and the teen wolf couldn't believe what he saw. The inside of the house was just as beautiful as the outside. He entered into a magnificent foyer with marble floors, expensive art lining the white walls with cathedral ceilings. On the right was the living room and to the left was a flight of stairs. As they climbed the stairs Jacob noticed all of the pictures of the kids that lived there along the staircase wall.

One picture was of a girl with long brown hair and dark eyes. She was smiling as she held her head to the side and struck a pose for the camera. Next to her was a blond boy wearing a lettermen's jacket. He looked kind of book wormish and the jacket didn't suit him. He looked so distant, so...out of place.

Next to that one was a photo of a girl who was very cute but kind of reminded him of a pixie standing next to a guy with a dead stare and curly blonde hair.

Man that guy was creepy.

Then there was another picture of a guy with dark hair and a bright smile. He was hugging a blond girl who didn't look all too friendly. She looked as if cracking a smile would hurt her face.

He made a mental note to avoid the chick at all cost for fear of shifting and taking her head off of her shoulders.

Next there was a picture of a boy with thick wavy hair, sexy honey colored eyes and perfect lips that bore no smile. He looked like a Shakespearian character who's life only knew pain, tragedy and loneliness.

He was so hot and in need of rescuing just like he himself was.

Maybe they could lose themselves in each other.

Jacob couldn't resist.

"Umm, Carlisle who is this?"

Carlisle and Esme shared a look and a smirk before answering "That's our son Edward," without even turning to look at the picture.

"Really? How old is he?"

"He's a 107 year old vampire but he died when he was 17." said Esme as they reached the top floor.

"Are all those pictures of your children?"

"No, Bella and Mike are witches who are here for the same reasons that you are. They had trouble at home and they are here to work through their issues. However their problems are nothing like yours. You are different. You're here to either accept who you are or change to make those around you feel better. In time, I know that you'll make the right choice for yourself."

He loved Esme already. She wasn't judgmental, snobby or accusing. She was simply awesome.

They went past a dinning room, a large second living room, a huge kitchen, gym and massive theater room before continuing up a second flight of stairs. Along the way they passed many nicely decorated bedrooms and three bathrooms before stopping in front of a closed door at the end of the hallway. "I hope that you don't mind sharing a bedroom with Edward. The additional two bedrooms are being renovated."

Jacob eyes went wide before he nodded his approval.

When the door opened it revealed a room with four large windows and a set of double doors that lead out to a balcony. On one side of the room there was a twin sized bed, a small dresser, and a set of bookshelves. It was neat and organized as if it had just been cleaned. On the other side of the room there was just a couch and a few stacks of books and cd's. There were also laptops on both the bed (which was still in the box) and the couch and two desk on either side of the room. He was also happy to see that he and Edward would have their own bathroom attached to the room.

Everything about this place was awesome.

"Good now go put your things away and then come one down for a bite to eat. You must be starving. Oh and the laptop on the bed is yours. A little welcoming gift from us."

"Thanks Esme. Umm where is everyone?"

"They're at school but they should be home soon. We're going to head back downstairs but if you need anything just give us a shout," said Carlisle giving a nod in Jacobs direction as he and Esme exited the room.

Jacob looked at his new surroundings and smiled. He was going to love this place.

After an hour of unpacking the long car ride and stress of the previous days begin to get to him. Not wanting to fall asleep before he had the chance to meet the rest of the household, Jacob decided to take a quick shower. That way he would be able to knock out after dinner and finally get some well deserved rest.

Grabbing some clean clothes out of his draw and laying them on the bed, Jacob stripped himself of his clothing, revealing his tanned muscular body. It felt good to be free, he thought as he made his way into the bathroom. After a few minutes of trying to figure out how to work the huge glass shower, the boy stepped inside, allowing the hot water to wash over him. His mind drifted as he bathed.

His life on the reservation, the pain of betrayal by those closest to him and what the future could possibly hold. One thing he knew for certain was that he could never go back home. They would never accept him for who he was and he was damn sure not about to change for them. His only hope was that his father would come around and visit him wherever he ended up. Maybe, in this distant future, they could recapture the love, friendship and trust that they held for one another. Jacob wouldn't hold his breath but there was a part of him that believe that once his father got past the hurt, and stopped listening to his asshole friends, then things between them could get back to normal, maybe.

When he was finished Jacob stepped out of the shower and went to retrieve a towel from the linen closet. Not bothering to wrap it around his waist he just started drying off his long dark hair and arms not bothering to look up as he re-entered the bedroom. He had made his way down to his chest and stomach, continuing down to his legs. Only then did he feel a set of eyes on him. He slowly lifted his head to find Edward Cullen sitting on his side of the room. Eyeing him.

His heart was beating a thousand miles per minute and he felt as if his day couldn't get any worse. There he was butt naked in front of a hot vampire.

Way to go Jake he thought. Yeah this wasn't going to be awkward at all.

With a smirk on his face and his arms folded across his chest Edward slowly walked over to the door, placing a hand on the knob before slightly looking over his shoulder at Jacob.

"Esme is waiting for you. She said to hurry down so you can meet the rest of the family. Oh and just so you know, you really don't have to put those clothes on. You look just fine without them."

Jacobs cheeks reddened as he heard the door close.

Life at the Cullen House was going to be very interesting.