Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the places from the Twilight Saga. I only own my original characters (Hence original) such as Margaret, Lilly ect. Enjoy! (By the way, Jake never imprinted on Renesmee)

Chapter 1

"Awe Jake, come on! Wake up! You know this is my favorite part! Jaaaaaake!" Maggie said nudging her best friend awake.

"Huh? Wha…" He said rubbing his eyes. She loves it when he looks at her like that. "I don't understand why you always fall asleep at my favorite part." She whined. What she didn't know was that he never sleeps when it's her favorite part. He only pretends so that she wouldn't see watching her as she sang along with the movie.

"Why should I care about some stupid pale-faced bitch who doesn't even know her own name. Oh, let's not forget, she sings and dances with ghosts too. What a freak." he complained. He could see the hurt that washed over her face when he said that. It hurt the most when he said 'pale-faced bitch'. Is that how he sees her?

"Some pale-faced bitch huh? Well then if that's how you feel, than why don't I just go home?" the girl said getting up with hurt heavy in her chest.

"Hey, that's not what I meant…I'm sorry." Jake said grabbing her hand and pulling her back onto the couch.

"It's fine." She said sighing.

"I'll watch your girly movie if it'll make you feel better." He said trying to make her feel better.

"Oh thank you Jake!" She wrapped her arms around his neck to give him a hug. When she pulled away and placed a light kiss on the fourteen year-old boy's cheek his tan face turned bright red as did hers.

"God Mag, you are such a girl." He smiled.

"God Jake, you are such a boy." She mocked. He smiled as the girl he loved, but would never have, rolled her eyes.

"Whatever." Jake yawned and sat back on the couch. He closed his eyes in hoped that she would start singing again. His wish came true as she restarted her favorite part of the movie 'Anastasia' and the words glided out of her mouth beautifully.

Dancing bears,
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Once upon a December

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...

And a song someone sings
Once upon a December

He lied down and eventually fell asleep to her singing.

Maggie sat anxious as Anya started to cry because Dimitri had fallen when he fought for her life then when he suddenly woke up she smacked him in the face, accidentally of course. After that, there was a scene where Sophie read a letter saying that Anya and Dimitri were eloping. She smiled at the screen. To her, it was all quite romantic. She turned to the now sleeping and snoring boy she hoped would sweep her off her feet like that one day.

"Maggie, mom says it's time to go." The girl's older sister said from the doorway of the Black's residence. She looked at her heartbroken little sister.

"Five more minutes?" She asked her sister.

"Please." Maggie answered.

"Okay kid, just hurry up." And with that she was gone. Maggie moved herself closer to Jake and caressed his face. She moved his long silky black hair out of his face. He snored even louder from her touch. Maggie giggled, but it soon faded as she realized this could be the last time she ever laid eyes on Jacob Black. A tear escaped her eye as she leaned close to his face. It landed on his cheek and ran down to his ear causing her to tense, hoping he wouldn't wake up. It would be harder to say goodbye if he did.

But Jake did not move, let alone wake up. She smiled as she watched him. His russet skin was lit faintly by the ending credits from the movie. His fine long black hair lied on the pillow that rested behind his head; his almost round face was so peaceful. She would miss this face, this boy, when she moved across the country with her mother. Why does she need to leave her life, her town, everyone she loves behind just because her mom got a new boyfriend? New Jersey is awfully far from Forks, Washington, the distance was enough to keep her away from Jake, but she must do one thing that she promised she would do before she went. She leaned closer to his face as another tear rolled off her cheek and onto his.

"We promised we would be each other's first kiss and a promise is a promise Jake." She placed a light kiss on his lips. They were rough, but also very soft. The kiss was better than she imagined. She was shocked when he responded by kissing her back. She pulled away gently expecting him to be looking back at her, but his eyes we still closed tight. Jake was still sleeping, causing her to giggle before she placed one more kiss on his forehead and stood up. She walked to the door and turned around to look at the sleeping boy one last time.

"Goodbye Jake."

Maggie walked to the car and opened the door. She took in her surroundings. She spent basically her whole life at the Black's residence and that the Rez. It's going to be hard to leave. She would miss the trees, the wildlife and the people. She would miss everything about the rainy town of Forks and the Reservation.

"Get in the car already!" Her mother yelled from the passenger seat of the car. She reluctantly got into the backseat and slammed the door. What she didn't know was that the noise woke up Jacob.

"Maggie?" He sat sitting up, still dazed from his sleep. He felt his tingling lips. Why did they feel like this? He remembered kissing Maggie, but it was only a dream…right? Suddenly, he noticed that the girl was gone.

"Shit shit shit shit! Maggie!" He yelled as he ran outside to see a car skidding out of his dirt driveway. He hated himself for sleeping through the last minutes they would have together. He hated himself for letting her go.

A dumbstruck boy stood in the middle of the road with rain and his own tears streaming down his face, watching the car that held Maggie inside, disappear as it sped away.


Four years later…

"Turn that crap off." My mother said from the driver seat of the car. Ugh. A few months ago she would have told me to turn the music up. I guess it's not 'cool' anymore.

"Fine." I said. I leaned over and changed the station. You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift played for the five hundredth time today, but I didn't mind. My mom blasted the song and we sang loud as we could during our drive from the airport and back into my favorite place in the world. Or at least it used to be.

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isn't this easy?

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

When the song ended, my mom and I looked at each other and smiled. That was one of the very few songs we both liked. I don't know why she liked it so much because we were now going to live with my Uncle Charlie due to the failure of her last 'love'. Her last boyfriend was abusive and an alcoholic. When he heard about the cops having to break up a fight, he demanded we came back home. Or at least that's what she told me.

See, I'm an expert eavesdropper and I heard her conversation with him. She told him that her ex was stalking her and he demanded we move in with him to stay safe. He thought across the country was as safe it would get, not to mention he's the chief. I guess since he has a gun, he thinks we will be safe but we will never be. I never will be. If only they knew what George did to me…If only they knew he was really after me, not her...

Make-up covered up my physical reminders, but it will never cover up my emotional pain and heart ache. I can still remember the last words he said to me before he was put into the police car. 'You can run, but I will find you. No matter where you hide, I'll always be there.' I shuddered at the thought. I still have nightmares of that night.

"What's wrong?" My mom asked noticing my sudden quiet demeanor.

"Nothing…I just forgot how cold Forks really is." I said watching the water droplets form as I closed the window.

"Oh, alright. God, I really do not miss this place…" She mumbled to herself as she took in her all too familiar surroundings. I smiled at her and then looked out the window. Placing my hand on the cool glass was like a sudden rush. I remember this place all too well. I remembered the places I went, I remembered the people I went those places with. I wonder if the Black family still live at the Rez, but even if they did, I'm sure they won't remember me. Hell, I'm sure Jake wouldn't either...

"Here we are. Home sweet home." My sister said sarcastically from the backseat as we pulled into the driveway. Uncle Charlie was waiting outside with a huge, fake, but huge, smile. He is almost exactly how I remembered him. He still had the cliché police officer mustache, wearing that damn uniform which he's always in, his hair short brown curly now tinted with silver streaks showing his aging. Surprisingly, his old beer belly was almost gone. I guess my cousin Bella was keeping him in check.

"Uncle Charlie!" I jumped up out of the car and glomped him.

"Hey kid. How've ya been?" He said hugging me back. I had to think about a response because I wanted to tell him the truth, hell, I wanted to tell anyone but I couldn't do that to him.

"I've been great. Is Bella here?" I asked. Unlike most of the world, I really did like my cousin Bella, I just never got to see her. I mean, we kept in touch over email for awhile until she got married. That's when I stopped getting emails about her perfect life.

Bells had a boyfriend named Edward and they were 'madly in love'. They did have one rough patch when he left her in a deep depression when he went to Italy but that all ended when she hopped on the plane and brought him home but somewhere in there, she hung out with her best friend, who eventually fell in love with her and vice versa. She never told me who her best friend was, but I also never asked.

Anyway, after that, Edward and the other guy fought for her love but Edward came out victorious. They were married after her graduation from high school. Soon after that, she sent me pictures of their 'adopted' daughter, who they said was their niece. If you ask me, the little girl looks too much like them to be 'adopted', although, it is impossible to give birth to a three year old girl.

"No, she's off living with her husband and my beautiful little granddaughter." He spat the word husband probably because after Edward left her, Charlie never really forgave him.

"Oh, okay," I swallowed. "Do the…Blacks still live at the Rez?"

"Yes they do. I was about to go visit Billy after I helped you guys settle." He said matter-of-factly.

"Oh please Charlie, go, I know my way around the house." My mom said grabbing the bags out of the trunk, my sister just behind her with her stuff in tow.

"Can I come too?" I asked excitedly.

"I'm sure Maggie is dying to see her lover boy again." My sister, Lilly, taunted me.

"Shut up!" I yelled back.

"Two teenage girls and I thought one was hard. " Charlie said to himself.

"Can I?" I asked again.

"Sure. Hop in the squad car." He said with a smile. I grabbed my black zip-up hoodie and ran over to his car, trying to not seem so eager, but failing. Charlie walked nonchalantly over and unlocked the car. Opening the door it was like I was smacked in the face with Old Spice.

"Uncle Charlie! What did I say about spraying cologne in the car?" He's been doing that since I was a little girl and it hasn't gotten any better no matter the hundreds of complaints from anyone who get's in the car with him.

"Sorry, lately I've been using it…a lot more then I used to." He said fixing his hair in the rear-view mirror before pulling out of the driveway helping me finally put it together.

"UNCLE CHARLIE YOU SLY MAN YOU! YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!" I yelled amazed.

"Shhh! If you mother hears she'll never stop asking questions. It's not that big of a deal anyway…Is it really that surprising?" He said smiling.

"Sort of. I mean, when you and Aunt Renee split, it was like there was no light in the world."

"Thanks kid." He scoffed.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way! Gosh. Anyway, who's the luck gal?"

"Sue Clearwater. She lives on the Rez."

"I remember her!...But isn't she married to Harry?" I asked confused when his face grew grim.

"Acutally…Harry died a few months ago from a heart-attack."

"Oh…I'm so sorry." I said embarrassed.


The rest of the ride was quiet until we pulled into the dirt driveway of Billy Black. The house was small and red as I recalled. My heart nearly pounded out of my chest loud enough for Uncle Charlie to here as I thought about all the memories I had here.

"Geez kid, you must be really nervous." Uncle Charlie said as we got out of the car causing me to glare.

"Sorry." He said quietly. What he didn't know was that I was more than nervous, I was petrified. This is the first time I'm seeing Jacob in four years.

I panicked as I fixed my hair as well as I could but my naturally curly long brown hair was pin straight, reaching to the middle of my back with my bangs swept to the side. My light violet eyes were emphasized by black eyeliner and mascara but concealer hid the healing black eye that lied underneath. My lips were glossed with a light pink strawberry gloss that didn't bring attention to my lips so I didn't need too much concealer hid a cut that was slowly, but surely healing.

My black hoops hung from my ears and the hoop in my cartilage piercing in my left ear that was hidden by my hair was wonderfully hiding the bite marks the sicko put on the top of my ear. I wore a teal and black plaid long sleeved shirt that was rolled up to my elbows and was open, revealing a black undershirt. I also wore a pair of black skinny jeans that had rips on my upper thigh and classic converse high tops with some black jelly bracelets on my right wrist.

"Ready?" Charlie asked impatiently as I finished fixing myself.

"Ready." I stated. When I went to walk to the door, I realized there was a ramp. I stared at it for a little while.

"A few years back, Billy was diagnosed with diabetes. It was so bad that now he's in a wheelchair."

"Oh." I missed so much while I was gone…

As I reached for the doorbell, Charlie put his hand out to stop me.

"There's no need for that. He's expecting me." He laughed reaching for the doorknob instead

"Yeah, well, he's not expecting me." Charlie sighed as he dropped his hand back to his side and let me ring the bell.

"Come in!" A welcoming voiced called from inside. We stepped in the doorway and I soon realized that the most things didn't change a bit. Same rustic furniture, same rustic feel but most of all, same rustic Billy.

"Hey Billy." I said shyly to the man in the wheelchair.

"Maggs! What a pleasant surprise! My how've you grown!" Billy Black exclaimed. I walked over and placed a kiss on his cheek. You see, my dad was never there when I was growing up so this man was like my second dad. While Charlie was father figure to me since I was born, Billy was the cool one out of the two. I could always go to him for advice or when I was fighting with my mom.

"You know how much I hate that nickname." I said kind of annoyed.

"And that my child, is why I shall call you 'Maggs' for the rest of my life." He said smirking.

"Yay…" I grumbled but it didn't bother me that much when Billy called me Maggs, just when others do. To them it's a joke while to Billy it's the 'special' nickname he has been using for me since I was five.

"Dad where's the…" A husky voice said from behind me.

I turned around and my heart stopped when I saw the boy I used to love…all grown up. I felt myself blushing as the feelings I had for him rushed back to me all at once. The only thing about him that remained the same was his russet skin. He was so tall now, like really tall. He seriously looked like he was twenty-five or something. (He must be 6 foot 6' or 7'.) His long hair was now a shaggy, skater boy look. It actually looked like someone chopped it off in the dark. His lanky body was completely transformed seeing as the muscles on his torso rippled under his tight black tee while he stood watching me. His arms were just as well-developed as his torso was. He was wearing khaki shorts that hung low on his hip and pair of normal white sneakers.

I looked away from the god-like Jacob Black before my face got any redder but when I looked back at him, he was still looking at me with a surprised smile on his face. The only thing I prayed that stayed the same where his beautiful brown eyes. Almost scared to do so, I nervously looked him in those big beautiful orbs of his. When our eyes met, it seemed like something clicked in his head.

"Hi Jake." I said, seeing as that was the only thing I could say.

"H-Hi." He said back shyly, also blushing, not taking his eyes off of me.

"Why don't you show her the garage Jake? I'm sure you two would like to catch up with each other." Billy said. Jake coughed and suddenly his face got hard and cold.

"Sure." Jake suddenly sounded annoyed now. Wait, what the hell? Wasn't he all googly-eyed for me just a minute ago? I followed Jake back outside and into the red, shack-like garage that looked like an even smaller of his house. When he walked by me, he sort of winced, but he just continued to his tool box. He grabbed a wrench-looking thing and opened the hood of his car.

"Hey…So how have you been?" I said trying to spark some conversation.

No response.

"What about Quil and Embry, are they still getting into trouble?"

Once again, no response. He was really starting to bug me.

"What did I do?" I asked bluntly tilting my head to see his face. He seemed like he was trying to find the right thing to say. Then he looked up from the car with a pained look in his eyes that nearly killed me.

"What did you do? Hmm, let's see. Not a single letter, email or a simple phone call and out of nowhere you show up at my door. All I get is a 'hey Jake, how've ya been?' and 'how have Quil and Embry been' Oo, let's not forget 'you've changed'." He spat.

"Geez Jake, nice to see you too…" I responded, looking down as I played with my bracelets.

"Ugh." He grunted and walked over to me.

"I'm happy your back Maggie." He pulled me into a tight hug. I missed his hug. We were like that for what seemed like hours but I cherished every second of it and so did he but…oh my gosh, he is so hot! Don't get me wrong, he is gorgeous and all, but that's not what I meant. He is burning up.

"Damn Jake, are you feeling okay?" I asked pulling away and reaching my hand up to feel his scorching head.

"I'm fine." He said smiling as he took my hand away from his head.

"Not you're not Jake, you have a freaking fever!"

"I'm fine! Honest!" He said fake laughing as he walked back to the hood of his Rabbit but I still felt some tension so I walked over his side.

"Why are you mad at me?" He sighed.

"Really, I'm mad because you didn't say goodbye when you left, nor did you give me the chance to do so myself." I huffed and blew my long bangs out of my face.

"Maybe you would have been able to if you weren't sleeping." I said jokingly.

"Maybe if you didn't make me watch that freaking retarded movie of yours, I would have been awake." He said back harshly, facing me now. I heard myself gasp. Doesn't he realize I was joking?

"Bullshit, you would have been sleeping anyway. You fall asleep whenever we watched a movie together. You're such a lazy dog." I grunted as he chuckled to himself. The situation is getting bad extremely fast.

"Babe, you have no idea." He responded huskily.

"Whatever Jake. If I had known you'd be pining for me because I didn't let you say goodbye, I would have just woken you up." I hissed back.

"Pining, for you? Oh, you're funny. Like I would do that! I actually fell for a real woman while you were gone."

"And what does this womanly figure you speak off look like?" I said back. He hesitated.

"She has big stunning brown eyes. Her curly brown hair just passed her shoulders. She is also very pale, but it was suited her well. She is small and petite. She loved me and I loved her and that's all that matters." I felt the tears threatening to stream down my face as realized who he was talking bastard.

"You…were…in love with...Bella?" I asked. I mean, she talked about her best friend and how he was so muscular and tan…

"Yes I was, and let me tell ya, she was the best damn kisser. I'm so happy she was my first kiss and not you. That stupid promise of ours was just a fucking waste of breath. Better yet, every moment I ever spent with you was a fucking waste of life." He stated proudly as he started to shake violently. The tears poured down my cheeks some more. He looked back up at my face and his eyes were overcome with regret as his shaking stopped.

"Shit. Maggie I don't know what's gotten into to. I didn't mean…" He started, reaching out for my hand but I pulled it away before he could grasp it and backed out of the garage. As soon as I felt the cool moist air against my skin, I burst into a full sprint to the front door.