I see, I love Nessie, and slowly I'm becoming almost okay with Jacob/Nessie, but the problem is, I HATE imprinting. Sometimes. You see, sometimes it seems great, and nice, and lovely. But at the same time, my second favorite character is Leah, who gets the worst part of imprinting. So I wanted to write an anti-imprinting fanfic.
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Nessie sat next to Jacob on the couch, his arm around her waist, her head on his shoulder. He gently played with one of her long curls. She looked over at him and noticed he looked distracted.
"What's wrong Jake?" she asked. She never understood when he got like this. And he would never explain it to her.
She was six years old, and fully grown. He was her Jacob, he always would be. He had imprinted on her, therefore he was bound to her forever. But sometimes he seemed so distant. But only ever for a moment. He would look at her as if wondering who she was, but only for a very small fraction of a second, and then he would go back to looking at her with the same love and adoration as always.
If only she knew.
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If only she knew, Jacob thought. He turned to look at Nessie, and suddenly hi moment of clarity was clouded again. He was looking at his imprint, his soul mate. The one he loved most in the world.
Right?
So why, sometimes, did he look at her and wonder, only for a split-second, who she was? Why did he suddenly look at Bella, only for a small moment, and feel the same love he'd felt for her seven years ago.
Why did he sometimes feel that he didn't really love Nessie. That his love was forced.
Forced = Not Sincere = Fake = Confusion = Pain.
He didn't know when or how, but he knew that someday, his forced love was going to cause someone pain. But would it be him or Renesmee…
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…Or the just outside, the girl-werewolf, in the woods. The beautiful girl, torn from the only one who could save her from herself, because he was falsely in love with another.