A/N: Hello all! Well here I am again and I decided to write a squeal to my story "Unthinkable". I love to write so much and I loved the characters so I just couldn't let them go. I am so grateful to those who loved the story and hope that you all will like the sequel.

For those who haven't read "Unthinkable" yet, it can be find on my profile and I suggest you read that one first before digging into this one. It would help you understand the storyline and the characters a lot more.

I have this sequel all planned out in my head, so you are in for an emotional, drama, angst, romantic filled ride.

This is just an excerpt from a part of the story that won't happen for a few chapters, just wanted to give everyone a general idea about where I was heading with this! Without further ado…here is "If I had my way".

Naomi's POV.

Jacob was shaking. I could see the tremors rolling up his arms and across his shoulders as he leaned against the island that stood in the middle of the kitchen. He was getting pissed and I found that I couldn't have cared less.

He wasn't even thinking about how this would ultimately affect me. This was asking a lot and I loved Jacob more than anything else in this world, I just didn't know if I could do this for him.

Jake took in a deep breath and before I could blink was standing right in front of me and it made me flinch. I frowned. I should have been able to see him move, but because I had been slacking off for the past few months, my sharpened senses were getting dull. Which was all the more reason why I couldn't keep doing this.

"So what the hell are you trying to say Naomi"? He asked me, his voice a deep, calm monotone.

I looked into his face and was momentarily left speechless. His handsome, sunny face was as hard as stone and because I knew him so well, I could see the underlining pain hidden underneath. My heart sunk to my stomach.

I hated hurting him. All I wanted to do was make him happy, but this was too much and I just couldn't do it anymore.

"I'm sorry Jake, I just can't". I whispered.

Jacob shook his head, gave a sarcastic laugh and turned away from me, swearing loudly. I jumped again and immediately cursed at myself.

"Fuck Naomi". He shouted. "Why now? You couldn't tell me this shit before I started taking on more responsibility at the shop, hoping to save up some money. You couldn't tell me this before I got my fucking hopes up, thinking that I finally could get what I've always wanted".

Jacob's words cut right through me and it made me feel like shit. But he didn't understand where I was coming from, and the more I started to realize that, the angrier I became.

"That's not who I am Jake"! I yelled. "What you're asking me to do, is asking me to change who I am. I wanted to try for you, because I love you and I really thought I could do it, but I…I just can't".

Jacob had turned his back on me, his shoulders tense. I wanted to wrap my arms around his waist and bury my face in his shirt, taking in his scent, but it wasn't such a good idea right now. I didn't want to be rejected. I sighed.

"Jake, I'm not like my sister, or Kim or even Emily. I wasn't built that way. I was born with a beast inside me and what you're asking of me is asking me to deny what I was born to be".

Jacob was quiet for a minute before he gave me a glance over his shoulder.

"Leah was born the exact same way and she is putting forth the effort". He said quietly.

I lowered my head, feeling like the most horrible person in the world for what I was about to say.

"I'm not Leah either".

I looked up just in time to see Jake shake his head again before turning around to face me. His eyes, once so warm and welcoming, were now hard and cold and I couldn't find my Jake nowhere in them. He moved closer to me and I stiffened. His movements stopped for just a second as he sensed my fear. I knew he would never hurt me, but right now I knew I had pushed his self-restraint way passed his normal limit.

Jake leaned down and pushed my hair back, away from my shoulders leaving my whole left side free to him. He placed his lips near my ear.

"Then that honey, just makes you fucking selfish". He snarled quietly. "I have done everything for you and you couldn't even do this one thing for me, for us. I'm fucking done with it.

And without another word, Jacob moved passed me, snatched his keys of the counter and walked out the door, slamming it behind him. The pictures on the wall shook and fell to the hardwood floor with a crash. Some of the dishes in the cabinet fell out into the sink, a few of them breaking on contact.

I stood rooted to the spot for a few seconds before my legs gave way and I fell to the floor. The tears streaming down my face and before I could stop them, the sobs escaped me and kept coming, shaking my body until it hurt. I wrapped my arms around myself but they just wouldn't stop.

I had hurt the man that I loved and him hurting made me hurt in return. I knew without a doubt that Jake would do anything for me, but what he was asking was just too much.

I wasn't ready for that yet and all I wanted was for him to understand. But he didn't and I honestly didn't know what else to do.

A/N: Hmmmmmmm what is it that Jake wants from Naomi? Let me know what you guys think?