Child's Play

Chapter 1

Twilight Story

Pairing: Jacob Black x Bella Swan {Imprint}

Rating: M+

Summary: 'Who the bloody hell does he think he is? I did not risk my life going to Italy to save his sparkly ass just so he could do this!' "Love, this is just for your own good and safety." Edward said calmly. A story beginning with the rage and wrath of a woman who loves her truck. "Yeah well putting back my spark plugs would be in the best interest of your own good and safety." Edward is about to find out what it means when you push Isabella Marie Swan to her breaking point. "This will be mere child's play."

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Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

Robert Frost

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BPOV

It seemed that it was weeks, months, years ago even when in all actuality it was just a few mere hours that I had the talk with Charlie, but even now I don't think the age and depravity was ever as evident in his voice today than it probably ever would be. His words pulling at my now human heartstrings as the harsh realities and disappointments of his words sunk into my mind.

"4'o'clock on the dot. That kid trying to brownnose me now, or something?" asked Charlie as he set the paper down on the coffee table of the living room, the headline flashing before my eyes as if a beacon calling towards a lost ship drowning among the waves, at least the severity of the caption seemed to be as severe as the analogy my mind created. Perhaps it was because I knew what was the truth behind those printed words. MURDERS, DISAPPEARANCES, POSSIBLE WORK OF A SERIAL KILLER. Yet Another Victim Found In A Georgetown Alley. Vampires. Victoria.

However despite how that name stung in my head my dad's insult to the love of my life mattered more to me in this moment.

"The kid has a name dad." I sneered in his direction, now mentally wincing in my head as my rude actions made me coil back slightly. "What now is he too punctual for you?"

"Ok." he started after a long moment and a very tired sigh, "You understand why you're being punished, right?"

"I know. I put you through hell." I stated as blandly as I could, looking back I could have probably stated the weather with more enthusiasm and interest.

"Yes you did, but I have other reasons, mostly because I think that you think the hell I lived through was when you left on a random trip to Italy with Alice. Now keep in mind I'm still pissed about that but there are other things, Bells." and at this point he must have seen the argument in my eyes for he quickly continued, "Separation for one. From him." yet I refused to let him continue.

"Dad there's nothing you can say. Edward is in my life." I don't think I could have been more convincing on that statement as well. I hope you all noted my lovely sarcasm.

"Yeah. I'm getting that." he answered back swigging back the last of his beer. "So how about this? You're not grounded anymore. If you use your newfound freedom to see some of your other friends too. Like...like Jacob." I'm pretty sure the shock settled in about this point in our awesome conversation.

"He's going through a really tough time right now. His dad is getting really worried about him. I remember when that was you. And you needed a friend. And Jake was there." And if you've guessed it this is the part where guilt accompanied that shock.

I have no idea if we had talked more than that or if that was the point in time where I just walked back to my room. I must've done something in between then and now though because the next thing I knew I was hearing Jacob's voice.

"Hi this is Jake. Leave a message." and then that God awful dial tone was the final draw which stabbed me back into reality where I hung up my phone and stood from my bed.

You see ever since I chose Edward over Jacob, and it sounds even worst stating it like that; but I hated lying, even to myself so that's what I did wasn't it? I chose Edward over Jacob, but there was this voice somewhere deep in my mind doubting who it was that I chose. Swearing by the fact that I knew things were never the same between Edward and I since Italy. But that was okay because it was just my anxiety and anxiousness for being turned and that once I was an immortal just like Edward we would be equals and everything could go back to the way it was when we first met. The instantaneous spark, that it was still there but so was that nagging little voice in the back of my head.

A voice that constantly told me that I chose wrong. But how could I have, Edward was perfect in every possible way. And I was in love with him. Besides the fact that it would be the right thing to do because much to the delight of my mind Charlie was right. Jake needed me. The one problem though to spoil my father and inner monologue's delight would be the fact that no matter how many times I called.

Jacob hadn't talked to me in weeks.

I wanted to fix it too, but I just knew he wouldn't give me the chance. It was a chance I didn't deserve my inner monologue that now sounded like my own voice reminded me, and I was right the way I left with Edward that day in the forest was something Jacob never deserved not with how he helped bring me back to life.

A life Edward took with him when he left.

But maybe the problem now was I took life back before he returned the one he stole from me. I took it back with the help of Jacob and I needed to make things right with him whether he wanted to or not.

Some people think that the world will end in fire. Others believe in ice. I think its been proven that mine began with imaginary bedtime monsters. I was gonna let it end the same. Whether in the embrace of icy caverns or a fiery abyss holding me in its arms one thing was certain though. I'd die happy.

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Dark Lunar Love