Disclaimer: I don't own (Nor do I particularly want to lay claim to the "Greatness" [insert sarcasm] that is Twilight. SM can have her credit. All mistakes are my own grammar/spelling wise.
Warnings: Angst/Depression/Sex... Unedited because I would have never posted this had I waited for myself to do so. I've already let it sit for a while untouched so I gave up pretending I would eventually do so.
Warnings 2.0: I do not, nor will I ever be fond or partial towards Twilight. So why did I write this? It was a request from a dear friend (Ironically named Seth) (Hey luv!) and I consented to writing it after much cajoling on his part. Obviously there will be a lot of discrepancies and it will hardly follow any of the original themes, so yes, I know, Its AU and the characters are OCC. I apologize if anyone is offended, though I will not apologize for my dislike of Twilight. I tried to write this without any bias towards it, so don't be scared off by this warning. It could still be good.
Start date- 11/17/2011 12:14 am.
End date- 12/25/2011 12:00 am.
Final edit- 1/25/2012 12:01 am.
Mistakes
Edward
Jacob had been gone for a week and it was tearing me apart. He called every day and we would talk for hours, but it just wasn't enough. I had never been away from him for so long. My mate, my Imprint.
I knew he was feeling the strain of the bond as well. I could hear it in his voice at night as we talked. It pained him that I could not be there with him. But this was alpha business, I was neither permitted to go nor would I have been safe if I did.
Looking at the calendar on the wall I sighed. There was still seven more days until he would return to my side. One long, lonely week. One long, sleepless week of torturous loneliness.
Sighing I rolled onto my side, closing my eyes in an attempt to slip away into that wonderful phenomenon known as sleep. With a bitter smile I remembered when not sleeping didn't bother me in the slightest. For 92 long years I had never slept a single night. But that all changed when I met Jacob. When he imprinted on me, when we were bonded.
The bond had changed the both of us. My dear Jacob had gained my gift of mind reading and his speed had increased tremendously when he ran. And I had regained some of my human traits, along with the ability to shift, though it was not as easy for me as it was for him.
So now I slept, I ate, and I no longer sparkled like a god damned bowl of glitter when I stepped into the light. For that I was extremely thankful. I still shimmered according to Jake, but shimmering was better than down right sparkling.
Rolling over again I whimpered, staring at my phone and hoping he'd call. This was the first night he had not called before ten. I knew he was busy, but I needed so badly to hear his voice. It was already 1.
I watched the phone silently, waiting. I had no sense of passing time, only the undying need to hear from my mate, my love. I whimpered again as the phone rang. I snatched it up and answered it before it had the chance to ring twice.
"Jake?" I whispered softly, praying it was him.
"Hey baby, you okay?" my mate cooed. I smiled sadly.
"Yeah." I said softly, getting up and moving to the living room. "I miss you…"
"I miss you too baby." He sighed. I frowned, knowing something was wrong.
"Jake? What's wrong?"
"Edward, baby, are you sitting down?" he asked, his voice strained. I blinked slowly and shook my head before realizing he couldn't see me.
"No, why?"
"Sweetie I've got something to tell you. I don't want you to worry, but baby, I think you need to sit down for this."
I felt my heart clench painfully. "Jake, you're scaring me." I whimpered, feeling my stomach clench painfully, fluttering rapidly. Sitting down I waited, my breathing slightly labored with anxiety.
"Edward, do you remember when we imprinted five years ago?" Jake asked softly.
"Of course." I said softly. I would never forget that day for as long as I lived.
"Ed, something has come up. I- I imprinted."
My hand flew to my mouth as I choked back a gasp. "What do you mean?" I finally managed to whisper, my voice shaking uncontrollably. He was already imprinted. I was his mate, his other half. How could he have imprinted on anyone?
"I imprinted on someone I met here." He murmured. Once again I had to bite back a sob. My whole body shook in an effort to control myself. I for once was thankful I could not shed tears for they would surely be falling in rivets right now if I could.
"How?" was all I could manage to say, my free hand moving to my heart that felt ready to explode in pain.
"I don't understand it myself." He sighed. "I'm meeting with the elders in a few minutes to discuss this. I just thought you needed to know first."
I shakily stood up, making my way hurriedly to the kitchen where I got a glass of water and took a shaky sip. "And what does this mean? For us?" I asked, finally voicing the dreaded question.
"Oh baby, nothing between us will change. You're still my mate, I'm still bound to you… we just might have to accept that there will be another man in our lives now."
I set the glass down quickly before I could drop it. My chest hurt terribly and I couldn't breathe. "I-I understand." I lied, sinking to the floor as the trembling took over my body.
"I know it will be hard." Jacob said softly, not catching the anguish in my voice. "His name is Jasper. He's a vampire too, though younger than you. He's really shy and sweet baby, I know you'll love him. And it won't be too weird. One of the elders did say that you would imprint on him through me."
Because being bound to that man would make everything better. I thought bitterly to myself. I didn't reply, I couldn't trust myself not to say something I wouldn't regret latter on.
"I have to go baby. Get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow." Jake cooed softly. "I love you."
"Yeah." I whispered. "Me too…" I hung up that night. I never hung up on Jacob, always wanting to prolong the connection for as long as possible. But tonight, tonight I couldn't bare it. I couldn't let him hear me fall apart. For the first time that week I was glad Jacob was not home, that he couldn't see me like this. So pathetic.
I stood on shaky legs and reached for the top cabinet, pulling out two brand new bottles of whiskey. It wasn't normally my preferred drink, but I needed something strong. This would have to do the trick.
Forgoing the idea of a glass I pulled the top off of the first bottle and tilted my head back, taking a long swig of the burning liquid. I choked back another sob and took the bottles with me into the living room. I contemplated going to the bedroom with my treasure but my mostly dead heart cringed at the idea. Instead I curled up in the corner and continued to down the bottle of liquor.
There was a loud knock on my door some time later and I managed to grunt out that it was open. I couldn't fathom who would be here at this time of the night. Looking at the clock I tried to erase the slight blurriness of the hands to see the time. I failed. All I knew was it was long after three in the morning.
"Hey Ed, where ya at?" a cherry voice called out. I struggled to place a name to the voice.
Seth. I managed after a moment. "I'm in the living room." I grunted, taking another swig of the burning liquid and grimacing. I looked up as he entered the living room, his laughter fading from his face as he took in the sight that was me. Ah that was right, Seth was supposed to come over tonight after patrolling to take my mind of things.
"What the hell happened Edward?" he cried, running to my side and looking at the numerous empty bottles that surrounded me. After polishing off my first two bottles I had raided every corner of the small cabin, grabbing every bottle of alcohol I could find.
I took another swig of my newest bottle, I had switched back to whiskey as it was the last thing left, and shrugged. "Nothing happened." I slurred, glaring at nothing.
"God Edward, tell me these bottles weren't all full?" he pleaded, looking at me with his warm chocolate eyes.
I shook my head and he sighed. I smiled bitterly, picking up a bottle of scotch. "This one was half gone." I said before dropping it back to the floor.
"And the others?"
I smiled again, raising my rapidly depleting bottle in salute. "All. Full." I smirked, raising it for another drink. Before it could even touch my lips the bottle was snatched from my grasp. I glared at the young shifter in irritation. "Give it back Seth."
"No." he shook his head firmly, setting the bottle behind him and placing his hands on either sides of my face. "Good gods Edward, what happened? I've never seen you drink more than a glass of wine, and now you've drank thirteen bottles dry!"
"Twelve and a half." I reminded him. "And well on my way to making it thirteen before you showed up." I growled.
"I knew you were missing Jacob Ed, but I didn't know it was this serious." He sighed, pulling me to his chest.
I clung to him like a child as the sobs racked through my body again. "Don't." I pleaded softly. "Don't speak of him, not now."
Seth
I listened as he begged me over and over not to mention the name of my alpha, his mate, and my heart pulled for him. I knew this was more than just the longing from the bond. But try as I might I could not convince him to tell me just what exactly had happened.
Finally he calmed down and looked up at me with anguished eyes. "I need to restock the supplies." He murmured, words still slurring. "If he found out I did this he'd be so angry. I can't make him angry, I can't give him a reason to get rid of me." He whimpered.
"Ed, he could never get rid of you, you're his mate." I reminded him gently, pulling him to his feet. He swayed slightly and I held him close to keep him from toppling over.
"That's just it." He smiled bitterly, looking up at me, so lost, so broken. "I don't think I am."
I didn't get a chance to ask what he was talking about because at that moment his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his body collapsed against mine, going limp in my hold.
"Edward!" I cried, holding him up and trying to wake him. I received no response and felt the rises of a panic attack coming on, but I had to stay strong, for Edward.
Quickly I scooped him up and carried him to the guest bed room. I had been prepared to take him to his own, but upon seeing the broken bottle against the door thought better of it. Better make that thirteen and a half. I sighed.
After setting him down on the soft bed I returned to the living room and sought out Edward's cell. I finally found it under the couch with a few scratches on it. It looked as if the vampire had thrown it in his distress.
Sighing I quickly dialed the number for Edward's adoptive father, Carlisle. The doctor picked up cheerfully on the third ring.
"Edward, how are you?"
"Carlisle, it's me Seth." I said quickly, returning to my friend's side. "I need you to get to the reservation as quickly as possible. It's Edward."
There was a split second of silence before I heard the voice of the doctor, cheeriness gone. "I'll be there in five minutes." He said, hanging up. Sighing I dropped the phone on the bed side table and sat next to my fried, gently stroking his copper hair.
"Oh Ed…"I sighed, gazing at him softly. What on earth happened to you?
So? I wrote this some time ago. Like I said it's unedited for the most part. (I mean hell it's almost a 100 pages in the original script and font size I used [Sergio Print 12] I have other projects to work on.
Anyways, the whole story is complete. There are about 13ish chapters plus and Epilogue. I'll update if people are actually interested in this story so let me know. (That's your cue to review or favorite! ... or both.)
...I still don't like Twilight
