Hey readers,

I know I probably have a lot of explaining to do but since the dreaded computer crash I have been super busy. But this is the last story. Of Jake and Nessie's story. (Hint Hint) But I'm going to go ahead and say it. I will be making a spin off from this story. It'll be about the kids and just normal teenage life basically. I'm so sorry I haven't posted sooner but I've been busy like said above. I hope none of you have forgotten about me.

First of all we're going to start off with everybody's favorite character. Second, we'll be in the head of a new character's brain. Let me know what you think of him. He's going to be a major part later on in the story.

Forever

Chapter one

Kaleb's point of view:

I always wondered if leaving was the right choice. I saw the look on Nessie's face as she stared at her twins. She was happy. Jake was ecstatic. From what I could see the twins were happy and healthy. Grace was healthy. They looked like their parents. Jake and Nessie were happy.

They were a family.

I just had to leave. I know my reputation was already ruined but after Megan was finished with it, she destroyed it. I only had enough to protect Nessie. Although, she was a Cullen dating the great chief Jacob. Nobody would talk bad about her. I needed to grow up. Jake put a thought in my head surprisingly. He told Jordan that if he can prove to him that he was sorry, Jake was would think about forgiving him. Maybe I could do that too. So when Jordan found out I was leaving he tagged along. It's…an ongoing process.

You would think with six-going on seven-years we would learn. Not exactly the case. But we're not out of the loop either…unfortunately. Everybody's either engaged, married, just imprinted or got in a relationship, about to graduate, or pregnant. I didn't care about that. Well, I kind of did care about them because well…they were my family. It's just…the one family I care about doesn't want anything to do with me. I mean, I did it to myself. I know that much. But I wished that we could all just…move on.

The one family I care about was happy. The Black/Cullen family probably didn't know where I was at-except for Jake. The twins probably didn't know who I was. Jake was in his last year of college. He was almost a millionaire. (Trust me. He's rich.) Nessie was some fancy, well known photographer that travels around the world to catch the best sites that other people pay for her to do. She stayed at home with the twins if she wasn't doing that. Sage and Grace were in school making normal friend. That's what all I really cared about.

They were six, about to turn seven in March. They were amazing in school-social bugs. Grace could bring you down in pain in a heartbeat. Sage can wipe away every memory you have. Sage was laid back but could be stubborn. Grace was the same but more up going. She had her tomboy sides but she was also a little girly girl. So far they haven't had any growth spurts like their mother had. They did look a little older than six and that was because they had parents that were the same way.

You want to know the funny thing? I haven't met them face to face. The only time I saw them was when they were newborns in Nessie's lap. I've been home to see my brother, future sister-in-law, (again) and Kierra in the beginning of leave of absence. The reason why I know all this is because I'm still connected to the wolves. Or my pull to the imprint I was trying to avoid was making me a stalker.

"Kabe! That hot chick at Walmart said that this was the place." Jordan said, grabbing my attention. Jordan's calmed down a lot over the years. But he was still like lugging around a moody teenager. His importance was sleep, food, and women. Like any other man.

We were in a small town named Bogalusa, Louisiana. I have no clue why it's named that but it was small and no vampires were in the area. It sounded good enough to me.

We were in front of a restaurant called Long Branch Café. It looked like a small, well-built shack but the chick in front of us with bright blue eyes said that they had great shrimp. I've never tried their food before but I heard it was spicy. My match.

"Is that all you care about?" I asked as we walked up to the door.

From the windows it looked pretty busy. How can that many people sit in there? There was even a sign that read, "You may not respect your momma's rules but you will respect me. Pull up your pants!"

Good thing I'm wearing a belt. I can't say that much for Jordan. Like I said, being with him is an ongoing process.

We walked to a back booth which the walls were plastered all over with pictures of the New Orleans Saints with them winning the SuperBowl center of it all. That was what I learned about the people here. You don't mess with their family, food, or football. Intense, right?

"I do care about other things but Jake's banned me from seeing them." Jordan mumbled. I expected anger of Jacob banning him from seeing any humans but he wasn't. He just twisted the leather bracelet Emma made him around his wrist.

I was about to say something when a waitress appeared, "Welcome to Long Branch. May I take your order?" she said in a monotone voice.

"Anything interesting I should get?" Jordan asked, trying to probably seduce the poor girl. But she actually was worth something to look at. Okay. She was hot. Black hair, green eyes, jeans hugging off her hips. T-shirt showing off her curves. And she obviously hasn't seen anybody like us before.

"Well, I would most definitely recommended the coleslaw, the Gunsmoke Slinger po-boy-which is super spicy-and our shrimp's fresh."

Bubbly too. Cute.

"Does that come with your number too?" Really, Jordan? Crappy move.

"Nope. Sorry. Only food." The cute waitress said, smiling at me.

"Please excuse my brother. He was dropped on his head a lot." Which he was…I heard.

"It happens. Now, food and drink order before I get fired."

We ordered and took her word on what she said. She brought us our appetizers and drinks. I couldn't help but follow her every move. And she was noticing me too!

After she was long gone we dug in. She was right. This food was amazing! And that was only the beginning.

Jordan was looking off somewhere, probably eyeing the green eyed girl. "This town isn't so bad." he said, "Maybe we could stay for a little longer."

I glanced at him, "We can't. And you're going home."

He crumpled up a pack of crackers, probably imagining it was my head. "You're not my Alpha. I can go as I please."

"Well neither of us have an Alpha now do we?" I smirked.

"You son of a-"

"Now I think as much as Mrs. Sharon expects her employees to play nice, she probably expects it from her customers too." The cute, green eyed waitress said, setting our food in front of us. The smell of shrimp and spice came through me noise, making my stomach growl. I hadn't eaten in days so I didn't care what I ate.

As we dug in again the waitress made me scoot over and sit down beside me. Between inhaling his food, I saw Jordan scowl. Since for the thousandth time.

"So, what's your names and where are you from? And are you on steroids?" she asked. Very blunt.

"I'm Kaleb. That's my brother, Jordan. No, we're not on steroids and we're from Washington." I said between bites.

"Ironic. You're in Washington Parish." She smiled.

I couldn't help but laugh. Maybe me and Grace didn't have to imprint. Maybe I can ignore it long enough. But I can't ignore that painful pull it brings me. All I can do is push it to the back of my mind. Grace was happy. Everybody was happy.

"What's your name?" Jordan asked. He winked at her and glared at me. Maybe I can get him to go home after all.

"Isabelle."

I almost choked on my Coke. Isabelle? Really? Is this just my crappy luck or is life finally slapping me in the face as it has done for years. All I can say is her middle name better not be Grace.

"So…Isabelle-" This idiot is doing this on purpose, "are you single?"

Name I will not say threw her head back and laughed, "Yes, I actually am single." She turned to me. "Are you?"

"No-" Jordan was about to say but I tipped his drink to spill all over him.

"Yes." I answered. Jordan just threw me a deadly look.

"Good. Boy! The two of you were hungry." Isabelle exclaimed, getting up and taking our plates. I still was but that was all I could afford.

I couldn't help but watch her go. When I turned back Jordan was all but fuming at the mouth. I hope there is a vet nearby.

"I had my eyes on her! Don't you go by the brother code?!"

"And do you think I go by that code? I did pursue that Alpha's imprint didn't I?"

"And you see why Jake still hates you."

"Yeah? What's your excuse?"

I could tell I dug the knife down deeper into his chest. I felt bad that I did it. I knew it killed him that he killed his own mother. Ethan and Emma hate him. He has to live with those demons for the rest of his life.

"Jor-" I started to say but he was already up and storming out the door. I cursed myself and banged my head on the table. When will I ever learn?

"What was that about?" Isabelle asked. I heard her sit down in Jordan's seat and smelt the smelt of chocolate.

"Argument." I mumbled, raising up. She gave me a curious look, "It's a long story."

For a human.

"Then I guess it'll be me and you eating this amazing chocolate cake I made myself. It would be ashamed if all my long hours of laboring and suffering were wasted." Isabelle said in a dramatic tone of voice.

I couldn't help but laugh at her. But she could cook. Chocolate cake with hot fudge drizzled on top. Oh my God. I think I was in heaven. Pretty soon I even forgot about Jordan. Maybe I won't have to imprint after all.

I looked into those brown eyes-No. Her green eyes. I can't keep doing this. It was wrong. I'm here with one girl but running from the girl I'm destined to be with. The girl that was only six years old and already be claimed. She couldn't have a life with me.

My heart twisted. I shouldn't be here. I need to grow up. I should be in Hanover or Washington. I should be the good little wolf boy. I do a lot of things I shouldn't do and you would think I would learn them by now.

After a long while of talking I knew I had to go. I had to go find Jordan. I have to apologize to him before he kills me.

"I have to go." I told Isabelle, whose name still hurt to say or think about.

"Oh, well, here's my number if you need me or want to chat." She wrote down her number and handed it to me. I couldn't help but glance at the last digits of her number. 0310.

Really.

I did all I could do to not to crumble it up as I paid for our food. I'm not that cruel. I should find Jordan but I knew he still needed time to simmer down. The grown up inside me hated it, but somebody had to be the mature on out of the two of us.

We had no vehicle-partly because I wasn't thinking about staying here that long-so I walked. The kid was probably at some bar or something, trying to star trouble. Or he could be plotting his plan on which was the best way of torture. For me. I mean the list could go on and on.

I've always been a runner. A coward. Six years you would think have changed that by now but it hasn't. I'm running from an imprint I don't want. It's like the time I was stupidly fighting over Nessie, thinking I would have a shot with her. Just this was more exhausting. It's like a chain is wrapped around my brain that is dragging me one way while the knife in the heart is dragging me the other way. I can either suck it up or suck it up. Why can't I?

Because I'm an idiot.

I broke out into a run. If I had hundreds as pocket money like Jake does, I would have bought a car. There was even a car lot down the road. But just like everything else, my money was running on fumes.

So running it is.

From a normal human it would take a while to get from one side of town to the other. For me it only took minutes. It would have taken either way by all the honks I've gotten. Apparently these people have never seen anybody like me before.

I made it to the cheap motel room and closed the door. When I meant cheap, I meant it. Broken TV, dust and bugs everywhere, stains literally everywhere, popcorn ceiling. The woods were better than staying at this place but I didn't want to hear the pack go on and on about how good life is. I didn't want the risk of seeing Jake's mind and how amazing the twins are. I didn't want it. At least not tonight.

I plopped down on the rickety bed. I missed home. I missed my family. I didn't want to run anymore. Yeah right. I've been saying that for years and look where I'm at.

I couldn't help it any longer. I picked up the hotel phone and dialed Nessie's number. It wrung several times before she answered, "Hello?" she groggily asked on the other line.

I didn't answer. There was so many things I wanted to say. I could have said, "Hey. How's life? How's Jake? How's the twins? Help." I didn't say any of those things. I didn't say anything at all.

"Okay. So if you're not going to say anything then let me speak. No, I'm not interested in buying anything. No, I'm not marrying you. Yes, you've woken me up. Good-bye."

Same old Nessie.

I slammed the phone down, disgusted with myself. It's Nessie. I mean, I can talk to her. I can't. She's the avoided imprint's mother. Of course she'll choose her child's side before she'll even think about taking mine. I'm the bad guy.

I am the bad guy. I've always been throughout all of this. I cause turmoil on top of turmoil for Jake and Nessie. I pushed for her to leave Jake. I basically said that their daughter wasn't good enough for me. Now I've poured acid into an open wound for Jordan. I need a filter. I need a new life. I just need a redo.

I sat down and put my head in my hands. I keep telling myself that I needed to grow up. Where's the growing up? Why can't I make up for all the wrong doings I've done. Why am I so stupid?

"Kaleb?" I heard Jordan say. His voice was cold. Deadly. I'm screwed.

I got up and turned around to feel Jordan upper cut me one good time. I didn't think wolves could blackout. Or even that Jordan had enough strength to do so. It didn't take me long to find out.

~~~~~~ Forever ~~~~~~

Jordan's point of view:

I had no clue how I could have knocked Kaleb out but I did. I punched him, he didn't fight back, and now he was on the floor. Out like a light. I didn't even mean to hit him. I just got angry and…lashed out, I guess?

I scratched my head, not having a clue in the world what to do. Hell, I'm as screwed up as they come and I'm put into this tricky situation? I can't handle those like that. Maybe I could just leave him on the floor.

I couldn't do that. The decent part of me picked him up and dragged him back over to the bed. I tried to slap him-gently-a few times but he never came to. He's going to have a good nap.

I sat down on the other bed. Being a wolf was a lot better than this motel room. Being claustrophobic wasn't very good at this point. Four walls caving in and there was nothing I could do to stop it. That's where I hear Emma's screams and cries, Ethan shouting at me, Mom's garbled moans.

This wasn't good.

I only went there meaning to scare Mom. I had this new gift and it was going to show Mom who was now stronger. It was only going to teach her a lesson. She didn't try to save Dad more. She even shut us away afterwards. Me and my younger brother and sister were left along to figure out this strange feeling called grief. We had nobody left.

I hoped Emma would leave but she didn't. She stayed and begged me to calm down. That only fueled my anger more. I couldn't clearly remember what set me off that made me go after Mom but I do remember ripping her inside out. I was emotionless as I walked out and left Emma behind. At that point I was ready to die too.

I remember Jake had beaten me so badly that I wish I was dead. I knew he hated it. He hated having to act like the hard, cold Alpha. He would rather be with his newborns than do this. What killed me the most was how he screamed I was selfish and cruel. He told me that my mother had a zero chance of living. Emma hated me. Ethan wished I had the same fate as Mom. I was already a monster. I was given something I didn't need.

I never liked that half leech Jake called his imprint until I saw who she truly was. I saw how she made time for my little brother and sister. I saw how she had sympathy for my family. She even had some sympathy for me when my own Alpha didn't.

Jake and Nessie kept pushing me to change. At the time I didn't. I didn't want to. I didn't get why these idiots ran around, wasting their time protecting humans. We were stronger-faster. Why did we need an alliance with vampires when it was in our blood to kill them? I didn't get Jake's point of view on that.

So I got into more trouble. I continued to party and do the things that didn't have any effect on me anymore. They said I exposed us too much-whatever in the hell that meant. I did more damage than trying to do good. I screwed up my life. I killed my own mother. If that doesn't rank me as a monster than I don't know what does.

I broke down after weeks of being banned form basically everything. As a part of my punishment I had to replay what happen over and over in my head like everybody else did. The catch was I had to look at it with a new set of eyes. A different point of view. I didn't understand at first why Jacob wanted me to do this until I looked at it from my sister and brother's point of view.

I understand now.

I begged him to forgive me. I begged my brothers to forgive me. I begged Emma and Ethan the most. All but them considered forgiving me. Just I had to change. The killer thing was that I never had a chance to say I was sorry to Mom. Imagine how that feels.

I ran my hands through my hair, breathing heavy. The walls were coming in closer. I took off the shirt I had on and bit into it. I'm a mythical creature and I'm claustrophobic. Perfect mix.

Kaleb wasn't going to come to anytime soon so I let the tears come down. It was like my water ducks were on a timer. I hated it. The crying like some damn baby. Maybe the tinman was getting a heart after all.

Everybody was right. I was a monster. Ruthless, selfish, someone who shouldn't have phased. What they didn't say was that I was a murderer. I can't take that back no matter how much I wish I could. I loved my younger siblings, and because I was so damn blinded by my own anger, I took away their mother. They hate me for it. I have no clue how I'll be able to get them back.

Kaleb stirred. Great. More to add to my whole mess. Wonder what he'll say about my wet cheeks and red eyes?

"Teach me that upper cut will you?" Kaleb said, sitting up.

I grimaced. He saw I was crying like the baby I am. He saw that I felt like the walls were caving in on me. "You don't have to stay here. They have woods-"

"No." Wolf was even worse. It was replayed over and over of how much of a failure I am. There was so many minds that I couldn't handle it. Everything was more vivid. I was judged. Every thought I made was looked upon. It was all too much.

"It's better than being trapped." Kaleb shrugged, laying back down. I've always liked Kaleb. We-well, I tagged along with him. He tolerates me and my bipolar moods.

"We're already trapped so it doesn't matter." I scoffed.

"I know the feeling." He mumbled.

I knew Kaleb would understand. I knew he was going to imprint on Jake's daughter like he did with Nessie. He was avoiding it. I didn't know if he wanted it or not. Grace was six so it wasn't a big deal. Just wait ten more years. Yeah, what Nessie and Kaleb did behind Jake's back was disgusting but I've done worse. So I understand his view point. He didn't want old demons brought up like I did. It takes all kinds of kind

"Look, I'm sorry about what I said. That was out of my place." He said.

I might as well forgive him. Tinman trying to get a heart remember? "No problem. You were kind of sidetracked."

And I really couldn't wait to get the conversation off of me.

"She gave me her number."

Ah, green eyed Isabelle. It wasn't imprinting but if it was love at first sight then cupid shot me dead. Just she was interested in Cooper and I wasn't capable of loving anybody. I could hurt her too.

"I say go for it."

Kaleb stayed quiet and then, "Nah. You saw her first, man."

"She likes you." I said dryly, "I don't want to be with anybody until I can get control of things."

We remained silent after then, only hearing the roaches and rats patter around in the ceiling. I hope we sleep out in the woods from now on. I know we didn't have much money but this was pathetic.

"Why do you not want it?" I finally blurted. I knew why really. We all did. Just sometimes my mouth says things without my brain even knowing it.

"Because…I don't know! It's not like I'm too good for her. I mean, she's six years old and I'm acting like I'll marry her within a year. It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"Beats me." I never went through it. "Ask Jake."

"Right. Like that'll help."

It wouldn't because Jake would kill him. "He did imprint on Nessie when she was a baby."

"I'm a coward, okay?! I don't want that stupid mistake to come up again. Imagine how they'll react when they find out later on. They'll hate Nessie for cheating on their dad."

"But their dad loved their grandmother."

"You know what? If you don't drop this subject you will be the one who is knocked out."

"So it's okay for you to dig into my business but I can't go digging into yours?!"

"What business do we have when we all have our minds linked together?!"

Nothing was getting done by us arguing. "That's why!"

"FINE! I'M A COWARD. I RUN FROM MY PROBLEMS EXACTLY LIKE NESSIE DOES! MAYBE THAT'S WHY I DON'T WANT TO IMPRINT ON A CHILD WHO'S MOTHER I HELPED BETRAY THIEIR FATHER!"

I was shaking. I wanted to kill Kaleb. He wanted to kill me. He was an easy target. He'll be dead before he even phases. Then I'll go off on my own. The end.

"Are you going to wish your brother and sister happy birthday?"

I gave Kaleb a look but he only smirked. I set myself up for that, "Don't know. Last time I tried to check on them Ethan told me to rot in the deepest part of hell."

"Wow. Ethan's finally getting a back bone."

Yeah. My brother wasn't the innocent eight year old anymore. Whenever he visits, he's like Jake's second son. Same as Emma. Ever since Aunt Carol took custody and I left, Ethan and Emma spend half of their time in New Hampshire. They call Jake and Ness their second parents. I hated it.

"He'll calm down…eventually…maybe."

Punch him, "I'm not sure."

Not when I killed our mother.

I still wish some part of me could die easily. I've tried everything and nothing works. I even thought the pack would help me out. That's where I go the proving myself reward hung over my head.

Last time I remember Mr. Tinman had to defeat the Wicked Witch of the West to get a heart. I have the Cowardly Lion in the same room so where's the yellow brick road? Where's the chick in the bubble that's supposed to help us out?

"Life sucks." I mumbled.

"Everybody's sucks. Just they die and we don't bother putting on the mask." That's the only smart thing I've heard Kaleb say.

Kaleb fell asleep but I didn't. I couldn't. Everything kept going around in my head. The walls, the sounds outside, Mom's moans, Jake's yelling, betrayal from my family. It wouldn't shut up. It won't stop.

I couldn't take it any longer. I shot up with a scream, waking Kaleb up. When I started to pace that's when he moved cautiously. I needed to the outside. These four walls are toppling in on me.

They kept getting closer and closer until I couldn't breathe anymore. The rage built inside of me, making me want to lash out. That day kept running in my mind. The day Jake came to me and told me my aunt took Mom off life support kept coming back. My guilt kept trying to choke me. I haven't grieved. A murder doesn't grieve over their victim. Unless it was their mother.

I didn't mean it. It just happen. I couldn't remember it then but I remember it now. I see it more than I see the real world. I didn't mean to kill my mommy. I needed her now more than ever. I was this hideous monster. I shouldn't live. I want to die. I want to die!

The walls toppled over me and I screamed, covering myself. It wasn't until I felt Kaleb shout my name that I realized I was hallucinating. Something I've been doing more now than ever. I knew I had mental issues. Dad's death and Mom's depression made it worse. But when I phased and did all those horrible things…I don't even know what it is anymore. I can't get help.

"There's a park not far from here. Plenty of woods and no humans will be out this late at night." was all Kaleb said. I was thankful that he didn't press that I needed help like all the others. I should have gotten it before but now what am I supposed to do?

I glared at him. I didn't want to phase but I wanted to shed my human body and run wolf. Four legs gets you faster somewhere than two.

"Come on, you idiot before you reveal what we are." He growled, grabbing me by the neck and dragging me outside. "You know, you may not want to phase but somebody else does. So suck it up."

Once we were away from the crap motel and outside I let out a sigh of relief. Or if you want to put it, it was more like gasp because I felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen.

As we walked Kaleb bit his lip, "I phased on my Mom's birthday."

That was out of the blue.

"Um…after Kyle, right?"

"Yep. Our dad was depressed like your mom after she died-only he didn't try to get help. Everyday me and my brother would come home from school, smelling the smell of alcohol everywhere. And then one morning Dad just…left. We were alone. So our grandparents took us in, taught of about the Quileute stories. I turned eighteen when they died. And then we had another mouth to feed all of a sudden."

"Kierra."

"She's by another woman. Some chick from Alaska. So I had to raise two kids while I was only a kid myself."

I remember that sometimes Kaleb would stay only for a little bit at a party. I figured that was the reason why. And then there was times he would get so drunk that the chick he was going home with had to drag him away. Phasing saved his life. It ruined mine.

"Then Kyle phased when Sam and Jake were talking about our Dad. Kierry and I didn't understand why he couldn't see us. Back then Sam was a little stricter than Jake was. It was hard on us, hard on Kyle. Jake allowed him to see us one time without Sam knowing about it. Caused tension between Sam and Jake for a few months but they always fought at who was the leading Alpha."

They still do and Sam isn't even Alpha anymore.

"And then you phased." I stated, looking at another honking car. Women. Can't live with them. Can't live without them.

"It was after a party, you probably remember, and I was pass the point of drunk. I fell on Mom's grave, cried, and then boom. I was a wolf."

I did remember that night-barely. I was talking to a bombshell blond when I noticed Kaleb stumbling around, trying to take another guy's girl. You couldn't understand what he was saying so most people just brushed him off. The more he drank, the worse he got, and the more he cried. The funny part is right when he was making out with a girl he busted out into tears, mumbling something even my now sensitive hearing probably wouldn't understand. He stumbled off into the woods and I didn't see him again. I thought he was dead.

"So Kierra was by herself." A lot like Emma. Both brothers had phased and she was left all alone.

"That was the thing I was angry about. Kyle was in control but he was more worried about switching from Sam's pack to Jake's than he was our own sister. Then the envy and jealousy kicked in. He had everything. The control, the respect, the amazing life…while I continue to screw up mine. I got so angry that I pushed him and my sister away."

I knew Kaleb loved his brother and sister like I loved mine. But I couldn't get to where this story was going, "What's this all supposed to mean?"

"Kyle hates me and Kierra is old enough to finally understand. Now that I'm gone Kyle has to fight a custody battle against my father alone."

"And…"

"Don't push away the ones you love the most. When you're finally ready to let them back in, it'll be too late."

My first thought was what Kaleb said before was the smartest thing. This tops that. My second was that he was right and I was actually agreeing with him on something. I push people away because I'm scared I'll hurt them.

Kaleb didn't kill his mother though. Our mistakes are different. We were dangerous because of our tempter. I was dangerous before. I'm a monster now and I have no clue how I can change that to being good.

Hello? Where's my yellow brick road? Where's the wonderful wizard who promised to fix my life?