Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or New Moon. Nope. Nada. No. Okay, on with the story.
Prologue To Disaster
She's going to kill me. Charlie had reacted exactly the way we knew he would if he found out about the bikes. I mean, I knew my dad Billy wouldn't really mind but Charlie…well he gets the award for over-protective dad of the year. When Bella first came to me with those two beat-up motorcycles I was seriously stoked. I mean sure, my rabbit was a true beauty, my own pride and joy put together by my own hands but nothing really beats freedom and speed like a good old-fashioned motorcycle. ( Except when I get to run as a wolf of course.) That and I got to spend time with Bella Swan, the girl I've loved secretly for months now. We'd been getting along great and I even manned-up a little by telling her how I felt but now that her blood-sucking boyfriend was back it seemed like everything had gone right out the window.
I was there when that psychic leech had told Bella that Edward ( God! It has a name!) was in some kind of trouble. It was all she had to do to get Bella to run all the way to Italy and back in to his arms. And after everything he did to her, too! He left her for God's sake! He-Left-Her damaged and heartbroken! I saw the full effect through Sam's head before when he'd found her after He ditched her and Bella being Bella had tried to run after him. She'd had a drawn, lost and empty look to her face. You'd think that something or someone precious had died.
It was just a vampire! To Hell with him and good riddance. I knew for some strange reason she loves him and I knew the Cullens think they care about her too but keeping her away from me was just low. ( I bet it's because I'm a wolf.) Ever since Bella and those vamps got back I haven't seen her, though I could have just answered her phone calls. But if I was going to talk to Bella at all, I wanted to talk to her, not some lame machine transmitting her voice. Most likely it's Him who's keeping her away. ( Not that she might complain.) Well, if I can't see her then neither can he.
So after maybe two and a half weeks of nothing I decided to pull this stunt to get Charlie as mad as possible so that his grounding punishments would know no bounds. I came by the Swan house on Bella's shiny red bike and parked it casually in the driveway. A second later Charlie came out of the house wearing a deep frown. " Hello Jacob." He said, giving the bike a one-over. " I didn't know Billy let you get a motorcycle."
" Oh, yeah. But this one's not mine." I said, making my tone cheerful and indifferent. The ' innocent ' card can do wonders.
" Oh?"
" Yeah. This one's Bella's. She got a couple of bikes awhile back from a friend and I helped her fix 'em up. She let me keep one so I could teach her how to ride. She's fallen a couple of times but she'll get better before long. But since she doesn't wanna come down to La Push and see me anymore I decided to bring her bike down so she could practice on her own." Charlie's face instantly turned thirty-five shades of red and he told me ' thanks ' in a strained voice and stiffly walked back in to the house. Once the door was closed he started screaming out every profanity known to man.
After that I walked to the edge of the woods and casually leaned against a tree, waiting for Bella and It. Maybe ten minutes later, they showed up in a flashy silver Volvo. They talked a little bit, Bella looking something between mad and scared then she jumped out of the car and ran at me with her fists balled. The leech grabbed her around the middle and stopped her before she actually reached the path. " Let me go! I'm going to murder him! Traitor!" Sure I felt bad enough, but her shouting made me feel worse.
" Charlie will hear you. And once he gets you inside, he may brick over the doorway." Ha! He's actually trying to talk her down? I just rolled my eyes. There was never any reasoning with Bella. There just wasn't. I glared hard at him, wanting to get a good look at the one who claimed Bella and made my blood boil. However, once I truly set my eyes on him and saw him, really saw him all of time seemed to stop as the strings that bound me to the pack I shared loyalty with, the girl I loved, the love for my brothers and my hatred for my enemies was cut away in a second. What held me now was a steel chord held by this person…this man whom was the center of my universe and everything about this certain point suddenly became clear.
But of course, a part of me rebelled. ' No! You can't have Jacob! You did not just imprint on a bloodsucker! Not on Bella's love! ' And despite all of these rantings in my head and the storm of emotions raging inside of me I still felt calm somehow. This was natural after all: A wolf, no, a person is never truly complete until they find their soul mate, their second-half. Mine just happened to be a vampire. Edward.
Okay. Now I knew I was messed up. Before, whenever Bella had mentioned his name or even when I thought of it, the name had almost literally sent needles through my spine. I'm talki'n about those big, thick ones the doctors like to scare you with. And his name would work that needle through my skin slowly until it stabbed me in the bone. Now, being the newly lovesick sap I am the name ' Edward ' made me feel all warm and puddy-like inside.
So let's review the basics of my ramblings: A.) I've imprinted on a vampire. B.) It's Edward, Bella's true love. ( Or in this case, mine given recent events.) And finally C.) Bella's my best friend……Yeah, this doesn't have a prayer of ending well, does it?
Okay, so that does it for chapter One. Please R&R and if I must be buried alive for conjureing up this story...a couple requests: I want roses on my grave. Please bury me on a hill under a willow tree overlooking the ocean.