A/N This is just a good idea I had in my head for a little bit. Might remain a cute lil one shot or I might continue. Let me know what you think! See ya!

Why Men so great

Till they gotta be great?

Truth Hurts, Lizzo

To say the exchange between Quil and Jacob was awkward would be an understatement, to say the least. Jacob, standing tall with his Alpha confidence was almost taken aback by his third hand man.

"Care to come again?" He curled his lip at his best friend. Quil didn't seem to be affected, he looked back with casual disinterest.

"I said you didn't really need to come back. Your presence isn't necessary anymore," Quil repeated louder leaning back on his leg with a frown. Looking at his friend was almost painful, seeing as he became such a fuck up in the past seven years.

"What the fuck does that even mean? La Push is my domain….what's with all this attitude all of sudden?" His voice started to crack a little, the look on Quil's face scared him for some reason. He wasn't used to seeing the sunspot of La Push so…well, dark.

"La Push hasn't been your problem in almost a decade Jake," Quil slowly began to pace around him. Jacob immediately got in to defense mode watching him carefully. Quil looked a little different from what he remembered, his hair had loss some of the gloss, his skin had a duller look, his eyes no longer really twinkled in laughter. How did an ageless supernatural creature begin to look so old?

"Is that what this is about? I move around for a little with my imprint and you accuse me of leaving my duty?! Are abandoning you abandoning me that quick," he sighed. The look on Jacob's hurt face breifly made Quil dropped his guard down.

"You abandoned us..." He clenched his fist. "While you were out there living your best life with your imprint," he spat the word; "Leah had to take over. Things has been really…hard and different around here since you decided to leave us behind."

"I didn't choose this life, nor my imprint. Wherever Nessie goes I go, you of all people should understand that. I did what I had to do to protect my imprint. After all she was just a baby, I-I had to protect her." Jacob looked at his friend with pleading eyes, Quil stopped pacing and looked at him coldly.

"Jacob, "he said slowly. "Claire was three when everything happened. Nessie could walk, talk, fucking fly and do everything that no normal baby could do. Claire couldn't read, she just learned new words. She was a baby, and even though she was too young to be left unprotected I still left to go fight. I didn't know if I would come home to her, if one of those bloodsuckers would slip past us to get her, her parents, our people.´ He gritted his teeth and swallowed a dry lump forming his throat. I was still going to fight and TRY defending the good people, the humans. And what did you do? You planned your escape with your imprint in front of all of us who had left ours behind. You let those motherfucking blood suckers hunt human beings something you said you were totally against and what did you do Jacob? You sat there and wrinkled your nose like a bitch and stayed on the floor like the fucking dog you are. You let them call you, me, Leah, all of us mongrels and mutts and you just gritted your teeth. You let them dehumanize you, scrunitze you, treat you like you were second class as if the civil rights era didn't happen. As if you weren't an alpha. And you left with them, living in luxury, forgetting the very people who sacrificed everything to fight a fight that initially didn't have shit to with us. Man, fuck you. And the way you did Leah…." He just looked at Jacob in disgust.

"I…I'm sorry…."

"Save it…You need to tell Leah that. She's the one who had to clean up after you."

That's all folks. I might actually continue I;m not sure