"Where the hell have you been man? The ceremony is like about to start!" Embry growled at me. I just shook my head at him and went into the church, taking my place as best man. Sam looked at me, fire beams practically burning through me. I smirked at him. He never knew how to have fun. I made a claw with my hand and purred, mimicking a cat. He started trembling uncontrollably but it became trembles of happiness when the classic wedding march started. I smiled at him, genuinely happy. I beamed at Emily. I went to my seat did my thing when it came to it, envying them for their happiness. I couldn't help it. It just made me realise I'd thrown everything I had away. I'd tossed it out in the trash. My heart ached longing, wishing for her. I hated having to let her go. I hated it. It wasn't my fault I was extremely hot. I growled to myself, deep inside me, my heart sobbing. How I wished it was me getting married. How I wished I could still hold her at night, keep her warm, kiss her beautiful face. But I blew my chance. My one and only chance and know she was gone. I had to move on. It didn't help that I was considered a bit of a man slut amongst my peer group. I was afraid of commitment so I had a thing for getting drunk and having one-night stands. Many mornings I'd woken up in a stranger's bed, head pounding, my body bruised but none of my conquests quashed my feelings for the girl I loved so much. The girl that was no longer mine. My imprint but not mine. She didn't want me. And I could see why. I mean who in the right mind would want me, my dark eyes, my muscular body, my face. Nah I was far too good-looking for my own good. I grinned my Jacob-y smile at my own contradiction. All my features were in fact why people wanted me.

Everyone was dancing except me. I was slumped in my chair, my tie loose around my neck and a bottle of vodka in front of me. I'd transferred the burning liquid into a plastic bottle so it looked like water. I took a long, slow gulp, enjoying the burn in the back of my throat. Embry, Seth, Quil, Leah and Clare came and joined me, commenting on everyone, Quil trying to sneak his hand up Clare's skirt but being shunned. Jared joined us with Kim in his arms, then sitting on his knee, having long snogs and pecks in between. I waved my finger at them and slurred, "Get a room," Jared snorted and continued his snogging fest, his hand cupping Kim's breast. I rolled my eyes then went back to staring at the wall, succumbing to my loneliness.

"Hey, Jacob? Dud-e-e-e!" Seth yowled snapping my mind back.

"Can I help you?" I hiccupped. Seth grinned at me then pointed behind me at a fit blonde and grinned, "Shall I give her a go?"

"Dude, you're a kid! You're what? 14? 15?" I smiled but then grinned, "Go knock yourself out in her. It's 'bout time you popped!" He smiled at me, came over to me and ruffled my hair. I batted his hand away and shoved him towards the girl playfully. Seth was like my brother. I loved him like a brother.

"Hey Leah, why can't you share the kid's enthusiasm?" I asked her, she was the grumpy, brooding Clearwater.

"Do you want a slap?" She said, threateningly then sighed, "I think I'm going to go."

"Leah don't bunk out on his babe, here if you're desperate, and since we're both lonely and sad we could get….together, for one night only, only cos' we're sad and lonely!" I smiled at her. Leah looked at me, disgust taking over her then sighed and stood up, "You're place or mine?" She said quietly. I stood up and she took my hand leading me out into the cold air, "Yours," I grinned and lifted her up, bridal style. I sprinted to the Clearwater's house and up to her room. She climbed out my arms and wrapped them around my neck. I think the only reason she was going through with this is that she was drunk, like me, she'd been slugging disguised vodka. I put my hands on her waist, "Only if you're sure?" I breathed in her ear. She drew back slightly, ran a scrutinizing eye over me, then nodded. I pulled her closer, pressing my lips against hers, fingers fumbling with her dress zip. I felt her fingers pulling my shirt buttons, undoing them. She shoved me against the wall, holding me by my tie. I pulled her closer and spun round so she was against the wall. I finally shrugged off my shirt, kissing her neck, moving slowly down. Her fingers pulled my hair, while my fingers struggled to unclasp her bra. I carried her over to the queen sized bed and threw her on it. I joined her on the bed and rolled over so she was on top. I finally pulled her bra off and flung it away where it landed on the floor. She reached over and flipped the beside lamp on, filling the room with a yellow hue. I sunk my hand down the back of her panties and she kissed down my chest and finished dealing with my belt buckle. I slipped my trousers off as she sunk her hand into my butt-cheek. I yelped in lust and rolled over, kissing her neck and grazing my teeth against her ear lobe. She moaned in lust and ripped my boxers' off. I slipped her panties off and kissed down her chest, my teeth grazing her breasts', kissing downwards until I finally reached the bottom of her abdomen. I went back up to her face as I felt her hand brush against my jewels. I finally dared enter her, she yelped then groaned and pulled at my hair, moaning at me to go faster. I did as she asked, kissing her neck, sucking on the skin, leaving my mark.

I woke with a pounding head and a naked girl snuggled against my chest. I had no recollection of the previous night. I sat up, carefully sliding out from under the girl, being careful not to wake her. I tilted her head towards me so I could see who it was. It was Leah. I gasped then dived to the grounded, searching frantically for my boxers. I heard the door open just as I spotted my boxers. They were in the tree outside the open window, snagged on a branch, billowing like a flag. I rolled under bed, having carefully covered Leah up. I watched as a pair of feet shuffled about the room. I held my breath as the feet stopped. The person crouched down and peered under the bed. It was Seth, holding a pair of striped boxers out to me. I mouthed the words thank you to him and slithered out from under the bed, pulling the boxers up my legs. I gathered up my clothes and crept out her room, following Seth. I pulled her door closed quietly.

"How did you know I'd need boxers?" I whispered as we went into his room, pulling my trousers up my legs. I shrugged my shirt on but left it unbuttoned.

"When I was walking home, in the early morning I saw them in the tree, I realised they belonged to you because well um I'd see you getting changed earlier today. I knew you had them on. Now, more important question, why Leah?"

"I was drunk….She was drunk….we needed company. Don't worry Seth, it was only the one time. We agreed to that beforehand." I grinned then added cheekily, "I thought she'd be better. It kind of sucked."

"That's my sister you're talking about! And that was her first time!" Seth punched my arm, feeling obligated to defend his sister.

"That might explain why she was so tight, so Romeo, how did you're first time go?" I grinned at him changing the subject.

"My night went ok but it wasn't my first time. It turns out she isn't into my type of genitals," Seth shrugged sadly.

"Hah, you mean she didn't like your package?" I chortled.

"No I mean….She was a lesbian." Seth blushed. I burst out laughing.

"You tried it on with a lesbian? Ah hard luck kiddo, well I guess you get to learn from the best of them." I grinned, draping my arm across his shoulders, "But first, I say we go get some food. I'm starved!"

As we sat eating, some waffles that Ms Clearwater had made before nipping out to see Billy, Leah came downstairs looking shell-shocked. Her hair stuck up everywhere and she had a massive hickie on her neck, "Why is there underwear in the tree?" She groaned, groggily sitting down on my lap, not noticing me. She jumped out of her skin and shrieked.

"Oh. My. God! Please tell me they ain't your underwear!" She screamed and then blushed beetroot red as I nodded. She started slapping me, "Get out! Get out!" I grinned, scooping up the last of my waffle and allowed myself to be thrown out. I rolled my arms and neck, my joints cracking. I went over to the window and did the 'Call me' sign with my fingers. Seth burst out laughing causing Leah to start hitting him. I grinned then started to stagger across the grass to my house. I pushed open my front door to find Sam just in the small hallway.

"Jacob."

"Congrats Sammy, I'm really proud of you but right now I'm going to bed." I smiled, my eyes closed and slapping his cheek drunkenly.

"Jacob, if this wasn't important, why would I be here with you, instead of with my beautiful new wife on a sunny beach some place far away from here?" Sam questioned.

"Because you've just realised you love me and you're here to declare you're undying love for me and that you regret marrying Emily and that you wish you married me instead. Duh!" I exclaimed sarcastically, opening my eyes, then adding on when I saw his face, "But that's the what you're here to tell me is it?"

"Jacob be serious!"

"C'mon babe-e-e, Jakeypoopoo is tired." I groaned, giggling slightly, "My head is pounding, so cut me some slack. I've just spent the night with Leah and I have a hangover, so it can wait." I grinned. Sam looked startled, "You slept with Leah?" He asked. I grinned, having changed the subject, "Consider her popped. Why do you even care?"

"It's good to see she's moved on." Sam said, slightly disgruntled. He was jealous that he didn't have two women fawning over him but only one now.

"Riiiiiight, so I'm going to go get some sleep." I yawned and stretched, my joints creaking.

Sam placed his hand firmly on my shoulder and shoved me against the door, "What do you want now?" I groaned. I sighed but then had an superb idea. I leant forward and pressed my lips against his. He shoved me away, "What're you doing!" He hissed.

"Trying to get you to jog on!" I retorted. I pushed past him, grinning as he backed off slightly.

"They're back. The Cullens are back!" He called after me as I stood in the door to my bedroom, "They're back."