My Safe Harbor Chapter 1
Summery: "You're no good for me Bella, It will be as if i never existed. Goodbye Bella." He left her, then her best friend starts to avoid her. What happens if, when Bella confronts Jake after he phased, he imprints on her? Someone isn't who they think they are and a secret that someone didn't want people to know is exposed.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything I'm just borrowing the end of chapter 11 and beginning of chapter 12. All rights go to the wonderful Stephanie Meyers
Its been six months since he left me and now Jake wont let me see him. I just visited him today and he just brushed me off.I must have fallen asleep. I wasn't sure, when I woke in the dark, if I'd just begun crying, or if my tears had run while I was slept and simply continued now. I stared at my dark ceiling. I could feel that it was the middle of the night- I was still half-asleep, maybe more than half. I closed my eyes wearily and prayed for a dreamless 's when I heard the noise that must have wakened me in the first place. Something sharp scraped along the length of my window with a high-pitched squeal, like fingernails against the eyes flew wide open with fright, though I was so exhausted and muddled that I was not yet positive whether I was awake or and clumsy with sleep, I stumbled out of my bed to the window, blinking and lingering tears from my eyes on the way.A huge, dark shape wobbled unevenly on the other side of the glass, leaning toward me like it was going to smash right through. I wobbled back, terrified, my throat closing around a then a familiar, husky voice called from the dark shape."Bella!" it hissed. "Ouch! Damn it, open the window! OUCH!"I needed two seconds to realize who it was, but I hurried to the window and shoved the glass out of the way. The clouds were dimly lit from behind, enough for me to make sense of the shapes."What are you doing?" I was clinging unsecurely to the top of the spruce that grew in the middle of Charlie's little front yard. His weight had arched the tree toward the house and he now swung—his legs dangling twenty feet above the ground—not a yard away from me. The thin branches at the tip of the tree scraped against the side of the house again with a grating squeal."I'm trying to keep"—he huffed, shifting his weight as the treetop bounced him—"my promise!"I blinked my wet blurry eyes, suddenly sure that I was dreaming."When did you ever promise to kill yourself falling out of Charlie's tree?"He snorted, unamused, swinging his legs to improve his balance. "Get out of the way," he ordered."What?"He swung his legs again, backwards and forward, increasing his momentum. I realized what he was trying to do."No, Jake!"But I ducked to the side, Because it was too late. With a grunt, he launched himself toward my open scream built in my throat as I waited for him to fall to his death—or at least maim himself against the wooden siding. To my shock, he swung agilely into my room, landing on the balls of his feet with a low both looked to the door automatically, holding our breath, waiting to see if the noise had woken Charlie. A short moment of silence passed, and then we heard the muffled sound of Charlie's snore.A wide grin spread slowly across Jacob's face; he seemed extremely pleased with himself. It wasn't the grin that I knew and loved—it was a new grin, one that was a bitter mockery of his old sincerity, on the new face that belonged to was a bit much for me.I'd cried myself to sleep over this boy. His harsh rejection had punched a painful new hole in what was left of my chest. He'd left a new nightmare behind him, like an infection in a sore—the insult after the injury. And now he was here in my room, smirking at me as if none of that had passed. Worse than that, even though his arrival had been noisy and awkward, it reminded me of when Edward used to sneak in even though his arrival had been noisy and awkward, it reminded me of when Edward used to sneak in through my window at night, and the reminder picked viciously at the unhealed of this, coupled with the fact that I was dog-tired, did not put me in a friendly mood."Get out!" I hissed, putting as much venom into the whisper as I blinked, his face going blank with surprise."No," he protested. "I came to say sorry.""I don't accept!"I tried to shove him back out the window. It was hopeless, though. I didn't move him an inch. I dropped my hands quickly, and stepped away from wasn't wearing a shirt, though the air blowing in the window was cold enough to make me shiver, and it made me uncomfortable to have my hands on his bare chest. His skin was burning hot, like his head had been the last time I'd touched him. Like he was still sick with the didn't look sick. He looked huge. He leaned over me, so big that he blacked out the window, tongue-tied by my furious , it was just more than I could handle—it felt as if all of my sleepless nights were crashing down on me en masse. I was so brutally tired that I thought I might collapse right there on the floor. I swayed unsteadily, and struggled to keep my eyes open."Bella?" Jacob whispered anxiously. He caught my elbow as I swayed again, and steered me back to the bed. My legs gave out when I reached the edge, and I plopped into a limp heap on the mattress"Hey, are you okay?" Jacob asked, worry creasing his forehead.I looked up at him, still crying. "Why the fuck would I be okay, Jacob?"Misery replaced the bitterness in his face. "Right," he agreed, and took a deep breath. "Crap. Well… I—I'm so sorry, Bella." The apology was full of truth, no doubt about it, though there was still an angry look to his face."Why did you come here? I don't want apologies from you, Jake.""I know," he whispered. "But I couldn't leave things the way I did this afternoon. I was horrible. I'm sorry."I shook my head wearily. "I don't understand anything.""I know." he whispered. "But that's why I'm here.""Jake, what are you trying to say? You couldn't tell me earlier why is it you can tell me now?" I asked him."Bells, I'm a werewolf, and we have a thing called imprinting." He told me."What's that?" I asked him curiously."It's when a wolf finds his soul mate. It's kinda like love at first sight only stronger." He said."So you came here to tell me that you might leave me anyway? Jake how is that keeping your promise?" I asked as I started to cry."Bella, Honey, I imprinted on you." He told me.
Well this is chapter 1... please dont hate me for the cliffy but in the next chapter you'll find out what her reaction is... *my sweet little kittens pass out the cake and ice cream* until next time*skips off to the park humming hear me now by Hollywood Undead*