Okay, so one of my friends told me that I should make a story about Edward and Jake, sooo here it is!
Oh yea and also, I don't own Twilight
It's been three years.
Three years since the Volturi came and burned every one. Three years since my love, Bella and my angelic daughter, Renesmee was burned. The Volutri, as cruel punishment, spared me and Jacob. . .Now we only have each other to hate. . . and to love.
I still am sad, no, depressed, but Jacob has pulled me out of my depression stage as I have done for him. We began to see each other as friends or brothers. I'm thankful for him as he is for me. We told Charlie and everyone else who didn't know that they all died from a small bomb in the woods where we were all going hiking as friends and the Jacob and I were the only survivors.
I went to go see Jacob, Billy had died and it was his funeral today. Jacob needed me more than ever to be there for him. Billy had accepted me as a friend, seeing how much I cheered Jacob up.
As I got to Jacob's house, I reflected upon Billy's death, Charlie and Billy were fishing in a boat one day and the boat suddenly tipped over, because of the coldness of the water and Charlie not able to get him out of the water in time, he drowned. Charlie took the death really hard, he thought that it was his fault that Billy died when Jacob specifically told him it wasn't. Charlie didn't listen anyways.
The funeral was quiet, only a few people were there. During his speech, Jacob broke down crying so I had to escort him back to his seat. After the funeral Jacob told me to stay with him so I did. We were at his house and I was waiting for him to say something. He was looking down at his hands when he started to speak.
". . . .Edward. . . I don't know how to say this, but first thank you. . .For everything. . .and-"
He looked up, and I could see in his eyes that something was different. He looked at me differently than before. . . As if he was looking at a new light, reading his mind I knew what had happened. . . But I didn't care, I was with him for a long time and I started to see him differently too. . more than just friends, more than just brothers. . . I was developing feelings for him, the same feelings I had with Bella, but I didn't care, the last time I ignored these feelings, it caused me pain. So I won't do that again.
"Edward, I . . .love-"
I cut him off, pressing my cold lips on to his warm ones. A sting of electricity went through me. I chuckled as his heart beated frantically. I pulled back staring in to his dark eyes.
"I do too" I told him, and he pulled me in for another, more passionate kiss. He slipped his tongue through my lips, being carful with my teeth.
He tugged his hands through my messy, bronze hair, pulling me closer to him. I remembered that he needed to breath, I reluctantly withdrew.
"Let's go upstairs, shall we?" I purred. He nodded and grabbed my hand as he pulled me up the stairs to his room. As soon as we got in, he slammed me on to the bed, and grazed his hands against my chest. He looked up at me, as his hands were picking at the buttons of my shirt, I nodded and he unbuttoned my shirt slowly, kissing each revealed spot.
I looked down at Jacob, he was sweaty and sleeping. His head on my chest, rising up and down as I breathed. Our clothes were everywhere on the floor. I thought back on what we just did, and I felt no regret. I love him and he loves me. I guess imprinting can happen two times. . . When you have lost your first love. I kissed his forehead and waited for him to wake up, never moving from my spot. We were enemies and now we're lovers.
Soooo what do you think?
