I don't own Twilight, never have, never will.
Preface
I wish that I could go back to some werewolf employment center and tell a lady at the desk "Hey, this wasn't what I applied for. Imprints aren't supposed to be that difficult!" But no, there was no such thing. And you really can't be fired or quit an imprint. The first few stages were fine, easy even. I had been a big brother, playmate, and babysitter, her 'Prince Charming' on many occasions, bedtime story teller, and best friend. But Nessie was, uh, developing, and I was, what, attracted to her? Edward wasn't allowing me to stay over anymore, and I guess I kinda thanked him for that, but it still hurt. I wanted to be near Nessie as much as possible, but it was becoming harder to contain myself when she was parading around the beach in a bikini that Alice had bought for her on some faraway excursion. So, I guess I'll just have to gain some control, grow some balls, and learn that even though it was meant to be doesn't mean it's going to get any easier.
