Disclaimer: I do no own the Twilight series, Edward/Bella/Jacob, OR ANYONE. The plot is mine, but everyone knows Stephanie is the genius here.
Prologue
(Author's Note: Only in the Prologue will the story be in Jacob's POV. After this, the whole story will be in third person.)
Jacob's POV
To be in love with someone who is completely head-over-heels with someone else. Obsessed with that someone else. The someone else only happens to be my enemy. As I stare at the mess he has left with me to deal with, I can only admire the fact that she is still beautiful even with the purple circles underneath her eyes. She flashes me a fake smile, and all I can do is nod. "You need sleep, Bella." I simply mutter, and she just rolls her eyes. A frustrated sigh leaves my lips and she just giggles a bit. "And I still can't believe he left you like this." Once I spoke those words, I instantly regretted them. A pained look came over her face, and I felt like I saw right through her as her heart broke into a thousand pieces once again. My heart clenched painfully, wishing that I could fix those pieces. But she won't let me. That stupid Edward Cullen. What's so good about him, anyway? I'd like to know.
"Jacob, I have something to tell you." Bella's voice sounds strained, and I'm pretty sure she's biting off her lip by this point. My heart races - many different ideas of what she wanted to tell me ran through me head. Okay, let's not get too excited. "I think I might be falling for someone that you would never think I would fall in love with."
"Who's that?" I ask, trying to sound casual. I swear to God my heart is ten times bigger and is about to jump out of my chest with excitement. I try to cough, cover up the smile that now is tugging at my lips.
"You." She mumbled, making her way over to me. All I can do is watch her. She's so graceful. I start chuckling.. Bella, graceful? In the least bit. The way she carries herself though, is the epitome of beautiful. "What's so funny?" She asks, melancholy dripping at the edge of her voice. I shake my head, as her face is only an inch away from mine. Do I kiss her? My lips pout, as if teasing her as my lips brush up against hers. My body jolts back, as I felt an electric shock throughout my body. I shiver, imagining what it's really like to kiss her - to have her hands on mine, knowing she belonged to me and no one else. I'm going for it. I pressed my lips against hers harshly, and she let out a cry of pleasure and all I could do was smile into the kiss. Happiness overtook my body, and I grasped her hands, and linked ours together. "Wow. You're a good kisser." She stuttered, and I looked at her with pure admiration.
"Bella, I love you." I whisper. My eyes grow wide. Did I just say that? After all this time, I've finally told my love how I feel. And how will she react? I press my lips against hers once again, not wanting to hear her reply. Theres a loud bang noise, and someone clear their throat. I look up, and Edward's standing there with a mere smirk on his face. "What the fuck?" I yell, a growl erupting in my throat. Bella just starts sobbing, not knowing what to do. Of course, she's going to end up crawling back to her precious Edward. "Not this time Edward. You left her and she fell for me. Sorry." I try to keep my voice low, but I'm pretty sure my screams can be heard in a five mile radius.
"Take her then. If that's what makes you happy, Bella. Then I'm happy for you." He says calmly, looking over towards Bella whom is now calming down. The three of us stand there, waiting on who she'll pick - I don't think she even knows.