A/N- Hey everyone! So I deleted my story "Second Chances" and made this one… it's basically the same thing just a bit different.
I got home at about ten pm, like usual, and went up upstairs, and took a nice hot shower.
Today had been a rough day. Jacob seemed more hesitant towards me, and while we were running he kept repeating his ABCs; trying to keep his mind off of something I assumed.
But what?
The whole pack was getting annoyed, and especially me. I was planning n having a nice conversation with Jake. I enjoyed them.
I had liked Jacob for the past few months, even before this whole mess started, but of course, he was always with Bella.
Ugh… Bella. Stupid leech-lover.
I never understood how he could like her after everything that had happened.
I shut off the water, grabbed a towel, and stepped out.
BANG BANG BANG!
"Leah! Open the door! I really have to pee!" Seth whined, pounding on the door again.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. The disadvantage of having a one-bathroom house. I never let Seth in the bathroom, no matter how urgent his bladder problems were.
"No. Go away," I replied, locking the door. I was in no mood.
This was usually my sulking time. Seth knew that, but he still did the same thing every day.
"But Leah!! I'll go pee in your room!!" he threatened.
Psh… Seth wouldn't…
"If you take ONE STEP into my room I'll kill you!" I yelled.
I felt my body shudder. I had to calm myself down.
"TOO LATE!" he yelled back.
"ARGH!!!" I yelled, I charged out of the bathroom, and into my room. But Seth was nowhere in sight.
I heard a little chuckle, and I turned around to see him smiling, and close the bathroom door, and lock it.
I huffed under my breath.
"Ahh…." I heard Seth breathe.
"SETH OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" I screamed. Another shudder rippled through me.
A few seconds went by, and then Seth opened the door, and stepped out.
I walked in the bathroom, grumbling.
I got changed, and off to bed I went.
I started thinking about Jacob, and how he was probably out patrolling outside of Bella's house. Then I thought about how he loved her… and how the whole pack hated me… they didn't bother me so much, it was just Jacobs opinion I was most concerned with.
I started falling asleep, and dreamt my most hated dream:
I woke up, and went outside to get the mail. There was an envelope decorated plainly. I opened it to see wedding bells on the cover.
I opened it up and it said:
You Have Been Invited to the Swan and Black wedding!
I ripped up the envelope after reading the first sentence and ran to Jake's house.
"WHAT THE HELL?! WHY?!" I yelled at Jacob, who was sitting on his front porch.
"Because I love and need her Leah," he stood up and ruffled my hair. I just stood there scowling.
"But Jake… I wanted to tell you something…I love you…not her," I told him.
"I'm sorry Leah… that doesn't change anything." He said, walking away as if nothing had happened.
I sat up ram-rod straight.
At first I thought that it was because of my dream, but then I heard my phone buzz.
"Hello?" I answered, my voice raspy from sleeping.
"Meet me at FIRST BEACH …right now," the –also- raspy voice instructed, it was definitely a man's.
"Who the hell is this?!" I nearly yelled.
"Just meet me," he demanded.
"You damn creep!" I yelled, the nerve of some people!
"If you don't come to me, then I'll come to you," he threatened.
"YOU. ARE. A. FREAK! I screamed. I pulled the phone away from ear and checked the caller ID. Nothing. I flipped my phone shut.
I looked at the alarm clock on my bedside table, it was two-thirty am.
"Gahhhh," I groaned.
Do I go or do I stay? For all I knew the guy could be a rapist, or stalker. But, wouldn't the risk be fun? I could turn into a wolf at any given time if I got mad enough. So could he possibly hurt me? But what if it was Embry or Quil, or Jared just playing a trick on me? Then I could fight them too, and if I was loosing, I'd be able to outrun them…but then Sam would get mad for us acting so 'foolishly'. But what if someone got the wrong number? What if it was some hopeless romantic trying to get his girlfriend back… then maybe I could meet him….
I liked that last idea. I had to get over Jacob anyway, what better way to get over Jacob than by meeting someone new?
I had made up my mind.
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I was running down the dirt road when I saw headlights coming. I shifted off to the side and noticed that it was Sam. Hm-mm….
My shoulder-length hair was blowing behind me, I loved running like this, it felt so good.
I finally reached First Beach, and ran up the board-walk. Someone was sitting in the sand, staring out into the ocean.
He had shaggy hair, and seemed to not be wearing a shirt. The muscles were huge.
I assumed that this was someone from the pack by the size of him.
"Leah?" the voice called out.
"Jacob?" I asked, alarmed, yet relieved.
"I didn't think you'd come… sorry if I scared you," he apologized, "I thought it was the only way to get you here," he explained.
I nodded. He stood up, turned around, and started walking towards me.
"What do you want?" I demanded.
"I want to talk to you… I have a…dilemma,"
I rolled my eyes. "That's why you called me?! Why didn't you call Bella?!" I was tired and hungry and wanted to go home.
"Because this isn't something I want to talk to Bella about," he growled.
"Then why are you telling me?"
"Because you're involved," he explained, softer now.
"Shoot," I said.
"Jeez… are you bi-polar or something? Whatever… anyways… you know how I was acting so strange today…?" he asked.
"Yeah,"
"And how I didn't really want to be near you?"
"Uh-huh…,"
"Well there's a reason for that…," he hesitated then hit his fist to his forehead.
"Okay…? Is that all?" I asked, eyeing him.
"No. It's just… ARGH!!! Why is this so damn hard?!" he yelled, hitting his fist to his forehead again.
"Relax, and tell me," I told him.
He breathed in and out, "okay…I just…I…I think it would be easier to show you," he bit his bottom lip, and raised one shaky hand.
Not shaky with angry, but with hesitance and anxiety.
I closed my eyes, some what scared as to what was going to happen next.
Suddenly, I felt his full lips on mine. They fit perfectly. Like this was how it was supposed to be.
He put one hand on the small of my back, and one hand entangled in my hair. I pulled away though when one very important question popped into my head.
"What about Bella? And imprinting? I can't deal with that…not again…," I confessed, looking down.
Jacob pulled cupped his index finger and thumb under my chin, forcing me to look up at him.
"Leah…I won't imprint because…I already have,"
"WHAT?!" I yelled. Jacob Black you do not kiss me when you've imprinted!!!
"Shh, Shh… on you," he flashed me a grin, and I had to smile back.
"Still… what about Bella?" I asked.
"She's nothing more than a friend to me now," he explained.
I let out a heavy sigh of relief.
He brought his lips back to mine again, and I was so happy that I might've passed out.
This was how I wanted it to stay…this was heaven for me.
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A/N – I hope you liked it! Let me know! Review… and if you want me to continue with say Jacob telling Bella… or Jacob's POV let me know! THANKS!
~Jenna.
