Ok so this is my first fan fic, so please be nice (: i hope you like it, but i have to say, I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! they all belong to the amazing Stephenie Meyer (: please review!!

beautifulmonsters (:

Chapter 1

I didn't know what to do, she was going out with this guy that I didn't trust tonight and I really didn't know how I felt about it. There was this strange feeling inside of me to rip the guys head off. I could picture myself doing it to… he wouldn't even known what hit him. He would walk in the door and than BAM! There goes his head. I would be so happy because I would finally have Nessie to myself. Its not like Edward would care, I mean he's seen the guy to, I don't think that he would mind. I was thinking about how perfect the set up would be,

I could stand behind the door, not that I fit all that well but I could try. I would walk right up from behind him and grab his body and… Nessie looked up at me with hurt filled eyes.

What was I thinking? Nessie didn't have feelings for me outside of the whole brother thing. I thought that this whole imprinting thing was supposed to make me happy. No, right about now it was making me crazy! Sure, Nessie was only 8 years old in human years, but she sure as hell didn't look like it. She had the body of a 21 year old, and she had knowledge beyond what I could even dream of, she deserved better than I could ever give her, and absolutely better than any thing he could ever give her. Just because she was in college, and he was her English studies partner, what does he have that I don't? Oh yea, Nessie, and a high school degree. Yea that's probably why Nessie doesn't see me as anything more than a brother, because I'm dumb. I could never support her.

Wow, now I'm really depressed. I have to go talk to some one, Quil would be the best one to talk to, I mean me and him are in almost the same stage, of course Claire is 16 and they're still in the brother sister stage so I'll talk to him.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Quil, it's Jake."

"Hey Jake, what's up?"

"I need to talk to you, is there somewhere we can talk?"

"Um, I'm with Claire right now, do you think that I could call you back?" there was a ruffle against the phone. "Claire, stop, I'm on the phone" I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Dude? What the hell are you doing?"

"Oh, shit. Um, Claire I really have to go, I'll call you later." He wasn't talking to me. Claire, the center of his world was demanding his attention like always.

"Ok, what's up Jake?"

"Meet me down at the beach." I hung up the phone and left my bedroom at a walk. Billy was in the living room watching a game.

"Hey son, glad to see your finally up, I was getting a little worried," He said with out looking up from the TV.

"Yea, I'm going down to First Beach, I'll be back later."

"Ok, son."

I was waiting at the beach for what seemed forever when Quil finally decided to show up.

"Ok what was so urgent that you had to pull me away from Claire?" he looked mad.

"How do you deal with it?"

"Ok you lost me. What are you talking about?"

"The whole imprinting on a kid thing. Yea I know that the feelings gradually go from protector to friend to brother to lover, but when does she feel the same way?"

"Oh, so you have joined us with the whole 'love' stage. Um, well I don't know what to tell you. I can tell you this, you will know when it's time to tell her, it will just happen. Or at least that's what happened with me."

Ah, man. He told Claire that he loved her, and I interrupted… Ew I can't even think about it.

"Wait so you and Nessie are at the love stage?"

"Well I'm at the love stage, I think. She's going out with this guy tonight and I just want to rip his head off."

"Yup, you're defiantly at the love stage there Jakey." He looked at me with a smile.

"What do I do? I mean I can't not let her go on the date she really likes this guy and I can't make her unhappy, it'll kill me." I was looking down at the ground when he finally answered.

"All you can do is wait till the perfect time. That's what I did with Claire and look how it ended for me I'm happier than a boy on Christmas morning."

"Um, gross I didn't need to know that! Well all I can do is be there for her right? So I guess that means no ripping his head off then. Damn"

"Well I hope everything works out."

I turned on my heel and walked off the beach to my Rabbit. I started the engine and peeled out of the parking lot on my way to experience the worst day of my life.