Romances with Wolves
Summary: Only with Jacob can Bella ever find her true love. Edward can't stand their fate together. Violence ensues. AU high school fic, Edward-bashing, JacobxBella oneshot
Bella sat on her chair with both hands splayed on the smooth surface of her high school desk. Suddenly Edward came in her space and his apathetic features disturbed her.
"I told you we're through!" Bella shouted angstily. "Don't come around here no more!"
"Bella, but I feel for you."
Jacob pushed him backwards lightly. "Hey man, get your own girl. Bella doesn't want to talk to you right now."
"I could fight you," Edward said lightly. "The only thing keeping you alive, is my patience." Edward's body stood erect, pressing forward at Jacob's.
"Guys, sit down before you are both counted as tardy, since you will be late if you do not sit down," said the teacher who was named Mr. Volturi.
Jacob's rippling abs could be discerned beneath his thin wife beater shirt. It did not have arms, which portrayed his hard biceps, toned and sexy. He briefly thrust forward his chest, aggressively, before backing down and sitting on his chair which sat next to his desk on the floor.
Edward was likewise. He and Jacob placed themselves on either side of Bella. She sat in the desk between them.
"Okay, guys," said Mr. Volturi, "I have nothing to say besides let us begin. Today we shall learn history. Open your textbook to page 123."
The rest of the class passed in silence. Bella occasionally leered at Jacob's form, compressed into his desk and tense with deep energy. Edward looked on with vigor and envious eyes, though they were not green.
The bell rang, RINNNG.
"Shall we accompany each other on our walk to the next class we share," Edward said, but was ignored effectively as Jacob snaked his hand around Bella's frame.
"Jacob, you are so hawt."
Jacob's fangirls surrounded Jacob and Bella as they left to play hooky.
Edward stretched his long arm in front of the door. His face was angry.
"I want to let you know that I will fight you for her one day." Edward spoke.
Jacob kissed his bicep and then placed lips on Bella's face. She pressed in, responding. Her lips felt like electricity from the contact. Jacob squished his lower lip further down and stuck his tongue into her face. Their tongues battled for dominance, and Jacob's won the fight. Jacob pressed Bella into the wall and then turned his face around, leering at Edward. "Problem?" he asked, smiling widely.
Edward pushed his fist in a punching motion but was intercepted by Bella's tender face as he missed Jacob's mark.
"How could you?" Bella refrained, smacking her bleeding lips one onto the other as her face formed the words.
Edward smashed his face likewise in consternation of his anger problem. The feeling was mutual. He could not stand his mistake, so he ran to the window and flew himself out face first, the glass breaking around his firm form.
"Let's go know each other in a Bible sense," said Jacob, his sex signals on full blast.
"Yes," she said. "I will."
AN: Let me know how it is, maybe I will include a lemon extra chappie.