I introduce to you, my first ever completed JacoBella fanfiction, The Last Thing I Ever Do.

Let's jump right into it, shall we? This is a fanfiction about Jacob and Bella getting together as a couple, so if you're Team Edward, you can go now! But I don't know why you'd be in the Jacob and Bella section if you're Team Edward, sooo… Enjoy, Team Jacob fans and everyone else!

This story is rated M. Therefore, there will be sexual references, sexual scenes, cussing, etc. Although there aren't any terribly descriptive scenes in this first chapter, they will happen later!

I'm trying this new thing where I elongate my chapters. So when I'd usually have two chappies, I'm merging them into one long one! Consequently, there will probably only be three or four chapters of this story, but lots of content in each one.

Alright, I'm done ranting. I don't own Twilight or any of the characters! Enjoy!

The Last Thing I Ever Do

Chapter One

Word count ~ 5,008

I loved Edward. I loved him more than anything. Everything about him captivated me; from his golden eyes, to his quiet personality, to his old-fashioned style. He kept me more than satisfied. He understood me. He gave me a reason to feel good about myself when all I could do was criticize. There were no sufficient words I currently possessed to efficiently describe Edward, nor the way I felt when I was around him. My heart beat for him. He was the only man who had ever called me beautiful, and I only had eyes for him.

So, why was I sitting in Edward's arms in the Cullens' living room, amongst the family I'd been warmly welcomed into and the man I adored most… And all I could think about was Jake?

'His face when I left him in that room… I broke his heart. All he ever did was care for me; offer his undying devotion… And I threw it back in his face, over and over, until now, when there's nothing left of him.' I felt like I was going to be sick. Discreetly, I surveyed the room. In the dim light, I could just barely make out Rosalie's blonde hair. The large lump with his arm around her waist was decidedly Emmett. Carlisle and Esme were settled on the couch in front of them, also fixed on the movie. My gaze shifted, and I was met with two dark golden eyes staring at me oddly. 'Jasper.'

Almost immediately, Edward's icy fingers touched my arm. "Bella, are you alright?" he whispered. 'He read Jasper's mind.' I shook my head.

"I don't feel well." Edward's golden eyes were concerned.

"What hurts?"

"Just my head." I grimaced, surprised that he believed me; I was a terrible liar. Evidently, the guilt and pain of hurting Jake was misinterpreted by Jasper and Edward as physical pain. "I think I just need to go home and lie down."

"Of course." Edward swept me up into his arms, and my eyes closed. All I could see was Jacob's upset brown gaze.

I awoke to a soft click. Opening my eyes into slits, I found myself in my bedroom, on my bed. Edward sat beside me, having moved from the closed door with inhuman speed. "Can I get you anything, love?" His crisp scent reached my nose. It instantly reminded me of a hospital.

I wrinkled my nose before opening my eyes completely to look up at him. His eyes were narrowed innocently as he assessed me. My heart felt heavy, though I couldn't quite understand why. 'I'm with the man I love… I shouldn't feel lonely.' I sighed.

"No, Edward. I… I really just want to sleep. In peace." He furrowed his brow, and I murmured softly, "I'll call you tomorrow."

He took the hint. "Alright." He leaned forward to kiss my forehead with icy lips. When he sat back, I recognized the disappointment within his masculine features. "Goodnight, Bella." And with one blink, he was gone, leaving a sudden rush of cool air in his wake. My bedroom was terribly quiet. I looked down. 'Jake… I'm coming to see you tomorrow.'

The forest seemed unusually calm. It was like the colours of greens and browns and yellows were that of a pastel, and I and the forest and field were simply a painting of a famous artist. Twigs crackled beneath my feet as I came to the edge of the clearing. Beyond the yellow grass was the little red house where I'd spent nearly all of this past summer.

Gathering up my courage and scattered thoughts, I made my way across the field. Everything around me seemed to blur, except the house before me. It was too quiet. I began to walk faster, sensing some sort of impatience in the air.

"Hello, Bella."

My feet ceased movement. It was a moment before I dared to turn around, though I already knew who it was. Flaming red hair and crimson eyes to match greeted me. It was the woman who kept me awake at night; the ruler of my nightmares.

"Victoria." A maniac grin formed on her face as her eyes darkened. I raised my chin slightly. "I know what you're here for." Her grin widened. I didn't dare run. I was cornered. "You want me."

"I want you dead," she growled. 'No way out… Could I stall her until someone notices we're out here? Only yards away from the pack of werewolves…'

"How'd you find me?" I asked hesitantly. My voice shook.

She narrowed her eyes as she advanced toward me. "Dear Bella, you make it too easy for me. You should know better than to wander around the forest alone, sweetheart." The last word was a sneer as she flexed her long fingers like a cat would flex its claws. "No one here to save you this time."

My eyes slipped closed as I accepted my fate. 'Goodbye Jake. Bye Edward. Bye dad…' But before Victoria's nails met my throat, a husky voice spoke.

"She's got me."

I spun around. Jake stood a few yards behind me, a dangerous look of alarm on his face, yet he still held a sense of tranquility. His stance was shoulder-width, his hands at his sides and balled into fists. Stealing a glance over my shoulder, I took in Victoria's snarl. 'She's not going to give up her revenge so easily.' I turned back to Jake, silently trying to plead him with my eyes. 'Just go, Jake. Let her kill me… Don't get involved. You don't know how strong she is!' He eyed her carefully. 'Damnit, why can't you read my mind?'

In one sudden moment, Jake's gaze shifted from above my head to meet my eyes. The moment he did this, Victoria pounced. Jacob's gaze was unwavering. "Get down!"

I dropped to the ground as Jake ripped his shirt off and leapt in one swift movement. I covered my head and ducked with a cry as they collided in mid-air above me. Jacob's momentum bowled her over, and they landed on the grass beside me. I fell onto my butt, eyes wide, and tried to scoot away, my feet slipping on the dead grass.

All I could see was tawny fur and red hair, in a tangled frenzy. Occasional snarls and screams were uttered. A hand tugged on my arm, but I couldn't tear my eyes from the fight.

"Come on, Bella!" Leah yelled impatiently. 'Leah?' I turned my head in time to see the pack sprinting past in their fur. Victoria, spotting the threat, swiped at Jacob. A terrible crack resonated through the crisp morning air, followed by a yelp. Victoria took off into the forest, the pack right on her heels. I counted them as they disappeared. Four; Sam, Paul, Jared and Embry. Jake still lie where Victoria had left him. He didn't get up.

"JAKE!" I broke free from Leah's grip and ran to him, falling to my knees beside his large chest. The scent of blood was apparent, but not strong. I reached out to touch his furry ear. "Jake…" My voice was no more than a whisper.

"It's just his leg," Jared murmured, suddenly near us. Sam was there, too, and Leah. The rest were nowhere to be found. It was Sam that spoke in a rough tone.

"Jacob, can you change back? The bone needs to heal straight."

Jake's red-brown ears laid flat against his head before he shuttered back to his human form. It occurred to me that he was probably naked, but my eyes were focused on his face. He winced as Jared straightened his leg out, and held it by the knee. Jake's head fell; his neck – like the rest of his body – was weakened. I caught it before it hit the ground, and rested his head in my lap. He looked up at me upside-down and reached toward my face.

"Don't cry, Bells," he murmured, touching my cheek where a tear had traced down. "I'm sorry I didn't return your calls." I couldn't help but smile through my tears at his untimely sense of humor. Gingerly, I hugged his head to my body. With a pained sigh of discomfort, he contentedly shut his eyes.

'If I'm going to be in pain, then this is the best place. The only place I want to be.'

Pale sunlight shone in from the ajar window when I opened my eyes. Breathing in, I realized immediately that I was in Jacob's bedroom. His pillow and sheets held his musky scent. I shut my eyes and inhaled deeply before sitting up.

I was nestled within purple and dark grey sheets. On the wall opposite me were paintings and pictures of the pack, and possibly friends of theirs, because I didn't recognize a good bunch of them. They possessed the same skin tone and dark hair that this pack had, so I assumed they were Quileute also. A dreamcatcher similar to mine hung on the wall above the headboard of his bed. With a content sigh, I closed my eyes and fell back amongst the pillows.

"You're up!" Startled, my eyes shot open. Jake stood in the doorway. I sat up quickly.

"Jake! How…?"

He grinned. "We wolves heal quickly, remember?" He held out a hand, and I eyed him suspiciously. His canines gleamed. "C'mon, I don't bite. Hard." With a small smirk, I took his hand.

"Bells, listen. There's something I need to talk to you about."

'Uh oh, here it comes.' I glanced at him. He appeared nonchalant, with his hands in his pockets. I knew it was a disguise. I took a deep breath. 'Goodbye, sanity.'

"Yeah, I need to tell you something too."

Jake stopped, piercing me with those dark chocolate eyes. "Ladies first."

I panicked for a moment too long, and confidence faltered. "You said it first."

His grin was endearingly lopsided as he lowered his eyes, kicking the dirt with his toe. "Alright, you win." He paused, inhaling, and then raised his head to gaze straight into my eyes with that relentless confidence. "Look, I know you basically told me to fuck off. But I wouldn't be 'Jake' if I didn't give it one last try, right?" He glanced down again. "I guess what I'm tryin' to say is…" Another dose of that poison was injected into my system as he gazed at me, and my mouth felt dry. "… I want you to stay. Stay here, with me. With us. The pack already thinks of you as family. And I would treat you better than him… He's an addictive drug, but I'm purer. I'm the air, the–"

"–The sun, I know, Jake." He fell silent, and I discovered that I could no longer look into his eyes. I focused on his nose. "I was going to… Apologize. What I said to you that night, I… You didn't deserve that. All you've ever done is try to help me, and love me." He nodded curtly. "So I… I'm sorry. And I wanted to ask you if I could stay one more night. I'm not ready to leave yet. I'll deal with Edward later," I murmured.

The look on Jacob's face was one of pure astonishment. It took him a moment to get his voice working again. "But… Your dad?" I couldn't help but giggle.

"One step ahead of you. I called him before we left. He said yes, of course."

Jake smirked, stepping up onto the tan rocks along the river. "Well okay then."

Orange flames danced in the cool air of the autumn night. Billy sat at the end of the group, making gestures to Sam and Jared. All three of them held glasses bottles containing clear liquid that I suspected was vodka. Paul also had some, though I was almost positive that he wasn't old enough. Leah and Emily were sitting close by, talking. And I sat next to Jake, in a small half circle with Seth and the very buzzed Paul. I wasn't used to drunk people, and I couldn't stop smirking at his humorous antics. Seth looked rather embarrassed. But, just like Jacob had said, I felt like I fit right in. Like I belonged here. Like… It wasn't a burden on them to have me here. 'No discomfort, like the Cullens. I could always see the strain on Jasper's face.' And even though they hid it, I knew that Edward, Emmett and Rosalie had second thoughts about it when I was around.

"No one's gonna bite you here, Bells," Jake murmured, slinging an arm around my shoulder. "Although, I might sneak a little love bite in here and there." My cheeks heated up as I turned to look at him incredulously. But before I could reprimand him, his eyes silenced my every thought.

My first inclinations made me feel somewhat ashamed. They were corny, cheesy, and everything in between. But I felt them all. He gazed at me like I was the only girl in the world. Like he could see right into my very soul. He looked at me in silence, yet his eyes said everything. He would always be here. He would catch me before I fell, hold me when I cried, love me when I felt inferior. His eyes seared into my heart, and told me; convinced me, that he would be more than Edward. Better than Edward. When I'd thought Edward was all I'd ever need, Jacob promised that he would be even more.

Trying hard to focus on the situation I was in, I swallowed and bit my lip. "Nervous?" Jake murmured. His voice indicated that he shared my feelings, even though he was so strong outwardly. I blinked and nodded slowly. I wasn't going to try to act strong now, like him. It just wasn't my thing.

"Hey lovebirds!" Reluctantly, Jake turned his head to look at Paul with what was meant to be a menacing glare, but a smile ruined it. "You comin' or what?"

Jake chuckled and stood, pulling me up beside him. "Where're we going?" Jake waggled his eyebrows, and, without a word or explanation, pulled me after the rest of the pack.

We climbed up a rocky ledge, to the familiar cliff where I'd jumped off just a few months ago. The full moon lit up the ocean, bathing everything in a peaceful white glow. The Quileutes' skin seemed luminescent in the light.

Sam and Emily sat on the edge of the rocks, Sam taking his lover in his arms. I noticed Paul and Leah sneaking off, their bodies pressed together. A bit embarrassed to stand by and intrude of Sam and Emily's privacy, I eagerly followed Jared, Embry and Seth as they continued on their hike. 'Jake must have gone ahead.'

"Watch out, Bella," Embry called. Confused, I raised my head from its downward position, taking my eyes off my feet.

"Huh?"

Before Embry could respond, a warm hand grabbed my forearm and yanked me into the ferns and off the dirt path. And before I could scream, warm, soft lips pressed to mine. I inhaled quickly through my nose. My fear melted. 'Jake.'

This kiss was nothing like I'd ever experienced. Unlike anything Edward offered. Where Edward's cold hands would rest tentatively just above my hips, Jake's warm arms encircled my waist. Instead of the space between Edward and I, our bodies were pressed flush together. In the place of the crisp, clean scent was a musky forest scent. And where Edward would usually pull back and give the excuse of "we can't", Jacob's hand came to my jaw and his tongue parted my lips erotically.

This was a kiss.

It was during this one, simple action of affection when I realized something. It was somewhat of an epiphany. 'I love him.' My head swam. 'I love you, Jake. I've always loved you.' My arms came around his neck. 'Don't give up on me just yet.'

"That should've been our first kiss," Jake murmured against my lips. His voice was husky, and he was slightly breathless. I found myself completely sane. After a moment's thought, I comfortably settled on a reasonable explanation. 'I'm not dizzy or disorientated like I was with Edward because I'm supposed to be with Jacob. It's as natural as breathing. I'm not nervous because… I was born to love Jake.'

"You still with me, Bells?" I nodded, looking into his equally chocolate gaze through the dark lashes of my half-lidded eyes. 'But his are so much… More. More expressive, a light shade of brown… My eyes are just…'

"Your eyes are beautiful," he mumbled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I couldn't help but smile at his words. 'What timing he has.'

"How come Sparkly Boy isn't following you around?" I blinked; the spell was broken. Slightly put off, I opened my mouth to answer. But Jake beat me to it. "Ah… Sorry. No, let's not talk about him." He gazed into my eyes, and for the first time, I saw vulnerability. "It's just us, now. " I furrowed my eyebrows a bit, in thought.

'I'm his only weakness. I remember Embry mentioning this to me. I'm the only one he's ever let completely in.' With a small smile, I nodded.

"Yeah, Jake. Just us."

He moved closer, eyes lowering to my lips. "I'm not afraid, Bella. He was afraid. Afraid to hurt you, to touch you." His voice lowered an octave. "I won't hurt you. I can give you things that he can't."

It was a cold night, but with him in such close proximity, I was almost too warm. "Like what?"

He smirked slightly, pressing his lips to my jaw softly. His hands wandered up my sides, and I heard a soft zipping sound. I opened my eyes as he slipped my jacket from my shoulders. With questioning eyes, I addressed him. He bit his lip, silently asking for a chance, for approval. Swallowing, I nodded. However nervous I was, I still knew, in the back of my mind, that this was what I wanted. What I needed.

Jake's warm hands smoothed across my skin once my shirt was removed. Glad I'd chosen to wear an actual bra instead of a built-in one on a tanktop, I gazed at him. What I saw made me shiver in delight. Within his gaze was a look of intense lust; a desire and yearning so powerful that it seemed unreal. Yet within the same eyes, I saw affection, devotion… Love.

Jake's eyes slipped closed as I explored his well-muscled chest with small, cool hands. He felt so warm that it made me think I was too cold, instead of remembering that he was the one who had an unnatural body temperature. He captured my lips again with his own, once again enchanting me with the passionate way he kissed me, held me. Like this was our last night to ever see each other again.

We fell to the forest floor; a soft patch of glass grew beneath me as he pinned me, holding me down with playfulness, yet letting me move at my own free will. His sharp teeth nipped at my ear, my throat, and my lips. The cold autumn air hardened the little nubs on my breasts, but his hot mouth and fingers contrasted and confused my body. I shuddered, whimpering and crying out into the nearly silent air.

"Bella…" His voice was husky; deep. I was too breathless to reply. He bit my neck, and I willingly arched into him, needing to feel every inch of his skin on mine. He held me to him with one arm as his other hand traced down my body. "Hold on to me."

The pleasure that I felt in the next moment erupted from within my body. I could hardly keep from crying out his name as he pushed his finger into me, over and over. Eventually it grew wet from his own ministrations. With a soft groan, he took my nipple in his mouth, worrying it with his teeth. I writhed beneath him, in agonizing pleasure.

"I'm sorry baby," was the whispered apology into my ear before he pressed into me. At first, he had something to be sorry about. He seemed big; too big to fit. My nails dug into his relentless skin as he lifted my hips to make it easier on both of us. With a quick push, he hilted within me, and we uttered simultaneous noises. Mine was a soft moan, his was a breathy grunt.

I felt completed. Opening my eyes, we shared a motionless moment of exploring each other's emotions. I could taste his satisfaction, his dedication, his love. He moved within me, and I was lost in a sea of bliss. Nothing else mattered. I didn't care that we were in the middle of a forest. I didn't care that I had fought so long to keep Jake as only a friend. And I certainly didn't care about Edward. Jake was all I could see, smell, feel, and think about.

Eager to give him the same pleasure I felt, I moved with him, my hips already knowing the rhythm. Letting instincts take over, I leaned up and bit his lip sensually, clinging to him. He growled against my lips and pushed into me harder, faster. I was sure I would break my nails on his skin before we were finished. He made love to me with such fervor that I feared I would lose consciousness, explode, or perhaps both.

Within just moments, we were a tangled frenzy of limbs, both nearing our peaks. True to his word, Jacob still held me gently, though I knew he could break my bones easily. He didn't seem to have to make any effort not to let his passion take over and grip me too hard, or bite down with those sharp teeth. Everything he did took me into concern.

"I love you Bella."

I shuddered as the pressure in my lower tummy tightened deliciously. With just two more thrusts, I screamed shrilly. I was lost in a pleasurable haze, with Jacob to blame. Feeling me tighten around him in rhythmic contractions, he groaned and buried his face in my shoulder, hips jerking against mine spasmodically. I shuddered and trembled beneath him, black around the edges of my vision.

Passion turned into somber contentment as we lie together, under the stars. His heartbeat matched mine in a slow rhythm. 'His heartbeat…' I closed my eyes. 'He's so alive.'

Jake cut the engine, and the growl of his metal bike abruptly silenced. Everyone was discreetly glancing over; motorcycles were a rarity in this little town, as were suitable young men like Jacob. I slid the helmet off, long brown locks falling down my shoulders. I dismounted, kicking my leg over the seat. Jake took his helmet off as well.

"Have fun." Jake narrowed his eyes, smirking. I rolled my eyes.

"It'll be a blast." Jake chuckled, and stepped off the bike. "Wanna hang out after school?"

Jake smiled. "No school for me. The pack is trailing a pair of nomad bloodsuckers. Gonna try to drive 'em out of the state." I bit my lip, worry instantly etching on my features.

"Be careful, Jake." He nodded, and stole a nearly hostile glance in the direction where Edward was waiting, like he did every morning, patiently. 'Jake must be controlling his thoughts well.' Said man stepped closer, and wrapped his arms around me gingerly.

"I can take care of myself, Bells," he whispered into my ear. When I didn't respond, he pulled back and looked into my eyes. His own eyes shone a light golden brown in the sunlight. "Don't worry, okay? Bells, I'm gonna prove something. I'm gonna show you that I'm better than him. I'm gonna love you for a lifetime, if it's the last thing I do."

I smiled at his committed words, and he hugged me to his chest. I reveled in the sweet warmth of his body, and was reminded of how warm his bare skin really was. I closed my eyes.

"I love you, Bells."

Without a moment's hesitation, I buried my nose in his neck. 'I wouldn't rather be anywhere else. Not even in Edward's arms.'

"I know, Jake. I love you too."

He pressed his lips to my cheek quickly in a chaste kiss. "I've been waiting so long to hear you say it," he murmured, pulling back. He slung his leg over the bike, smiling at me. "I'll pick you up after school." I nodded, and watching him kick start the bike to life and speed off.

"I don't like it," Edward sighed, wrapping his arm around me shoulders as he walked me to class.

'I cheated on you.' I swallowed. "He's my best friend, Edward. He's not gonna kidnap me or something." 'Just make me feel the pleasure that you won't give me.'

"I still don't like it." The bell rang.

"Gotta go, bye." I pecked him on the cheek and hurried to class.

"Isabella Swan?"

I looked up from my notebook to see the counselor standing beside Mr. Molina. She had a faintly worried look on her face as her eyes settled on me.

"Come with me, dear."

I gathered up my things and draped my orange backpack over my shoulder, following her out of the room. 'What's going on?'

She led me to the counseling office, and I stepped inside the small room. What I saw instantly chilled me to the bone.

Charlie and Billy were sitting across from the desk. Billy was dabbing at the corner of his eyes with a tissue. Charlie appeared sullen. A new sudden fear peaked within me. 'Did something happen?' Charlie stood once he spotted me. 'Did the pack lose the vampires?'

"Hey Bells. I, uh, have to tell you something." I shifted my pack to my other shoulder.

"What's going on, dad?"

An uncomfortable silence filled the air, broken by Billy's sniffles. Finally, my dad cleared his throat. "Sit down, sweetie." I sat, dropped my backpack.

"Tell me what's going on, dad."

Charlie sighed. "Well, Bella… The pack came across those vampires today. They, uh… Jake was on a patrol by himself and they cornered him." I stared. "… Carlisle got there too late, honey. He… Didn't make it."

My gaze unfocused. "I'm so sorry, Bells." My dad's voice seemed so far, far away. The room blurred as tears welled in my eyes. Before I could speak or even begin to really cry, my vision darkened and I heard no more.

It rained on the day of the funeral. I sat under the canopy, listening to Billy's words. When he was done, I was given the opportunity to say something. I was pretty sure I would break down after just a few words, but I couldn't pass up the chance to speak on Jacob's behalf.

Two tears trickled down my cheeks, yet my voice rang out in the respectful silence.

"Jake was… One of the most important people in my life. He loved me, in every way you can love someone. The morning… Before he died, he said that he… He promised me he would love me for a lifetime. And in this short time he had with us… He did love me worth a lifetime. He will truly be missed… We love you, Jake." My voice cracked, and I stepped back from the podium. Finally, the barrier broke. I covered my face and cried into my hands. My dad hurried up and held me. The pack closed in around me, a collection of protection and comfort.

We held a vigil for him that night. We stood up on the rocky ledge, candles in hand. From afar, we looked like an array of large fireflies. The waves were the only sound, as they crashed on the cliffs below. We were silent, or as silent as we could be. No words were spoken. Tears were shed.

I exchanged gentle embraces and silent condolences with everyone. Billy was holding together well. Solemnity masked Sam's sorrow. Emily and Paul couldn't look me in the eye. Leah was the most beautiful I'd ever seen her, with tears sparkling in her brown eyes. I held Seth as we both cried; his small body racking with sobs. My heart was heavier than ever. 'I will never see his face again.' Even two select Cullens were there – Alice and Carlisle. I let Carlisle hold me and tell me that it would be okay, but I knew it wouldn't be. When I looked into Alice's golden eyes, all I could see was my betrayal reflecting back at me. We would never be the same.

A soft breeze, holding the forest's musky scent, made the trees shudder, and the gentle spring rain made the candle flames in our hands dance. The forest was crying for him.

I sat on the rocky ledge, legs dangling off the edge, shoelaces reaching to the foamy waves below. The moon was simply a sliver of white in the sky above. I toyed with the wolf chain he'd given me at my graduation party.

"I'm gonna prove something. I'm gonna show you that I'm better than him. I'm gonna love you for a lifetime, if it's the last thing I do."

Tears were on my cheeks again. 'You can't leave me, Jake. Not when I just realized how much I love you…!' I felt like screaming at the forest, at the ocean, at the moon. My Jake was gone. Forever. 'It was the last thing he did.'

"I love you, Bells."

I clutched the little silver wolf on the chain tightly, shutting my eyes. I could see his, gazing at my affectionately. My heart felt like it was being squeezed.

"I love you too, Jake."