I know most of your may be thinking why does this seem familiar? Well its because the original author put this story up for adoption and I asked if I could have it so here it is people. I don't own anything. This whole 1st chapter is made by the previous author.

~Chapter 1~
I ran my hand down the soft skin of Bella's arm, unable to deny the urge to just touch her. Her skin felt great against mine. And for some reason, I just didn't want to stop feeling it.
I didn't want to stop having the feeling of her skin against mine. I didn't want to stop hearing her melodic-like voice swirl into my ears. I just didn't want anything to stop when it concerned her. She was my world, I couldn't deny that. I loved her. She loved me. We were made for each other.
Smiling down at Bella, I couldn't help but to press my lips to hers. In the past I always wondered what love felt like, and I could tell you now; this is what it feels like.
"Jacob," I heard her whisper quietly when we pulled away for breath. "I love you so much."
I could feel the grin spreading across my face. Hearing her say those words was heaven to my ears. Giving her sweet lips a quick peck, I whispered back, "I love you too Bella."
And I meant it with my whole heart and soul.

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Truthfully, throughout my life, I guess I could've been considered as a quite fortunate person.
Nothing bad has ever happened to me. I've always just been in some sort of a trance, and I sometimes wish I could escape it. But if I were to escape it, I wanted to be able to keep Bella. Bella was the only thing – the only person – I'd kill myself for.
I smiled at the thought of her. She knew me like the back of her hand. She knew how much I loved her, but sometimes I felt like I need to explain it to her. And when I did, she'd just blush and smile wide. It made me feel proud that I could make her smile like that. Her smile was like sun, bright and untainted.
Just then, I heard my cell phone ring. Still grinning like a fool, I answered my phone. "Hello."
"Jacob," The grin on my face slipped off and my eyes widened. I could hear my mother sobbing on the other side of the phone. This couldn't be good.
"Mom? Mom, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" She never cried, so this suddenly put me in a flurry of worry for her. The next words out of her mouth were ones I wish wouldn't concern me. But, it does.
"Jake, your father was in a car crash. They brought him in and he seemed fine until they were checking for any concussions. While they asked how he was feeling, he started to explain that before he crashed, he felt like he was having a seizure. He was having problems trying to stay on the road and then blacked out when he crashed." Choking down a few sobs, she continued. "So, they did a CAT scan. They found a few brain lesions in his brain and diagnosed him with epilepsy."
I could barely speak when she finished. My father...with epilepsy? Running one hand over my face and through my hair, I couldn't contain the grief that began to build up inside me.
"I don't know what we're going to do Jacob. From this hospital trip to medications, I'm not sure how we're going to pay. Especially without health insurance. Why didn't we just get health insurance before?" I heard her sobs grow more intense and could tell that she was ready to beat herself up for it.
"Mom, don't worry. I'll help you pay the debts off." I said, trying to comfort her.
"No sweetie. You're too young to worry about this."
"Mom, I'm 17. I can get a job and help pay the hospital off if I wish. Please mom. I really want to help."
I could practically see the defeated look on her face. "Fine, but that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it."

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Staring at help wanted ads for hours can certainly tire your eyes out. Especially when you can't find anything of interest. But, shouldn't I be looking for something that will just help pay the bills instead of worrying about having any interest in it?
I guess I should, I'd probably get a job much quicker and get the debts paid off.
As I started to skim the ads again, I suddenly felt a hand run up my back. Sitting straight up and quickly turning, I saw Bella smiling down at me. "Have you found a job yet?" When I shook my head, she sat down in my lap and started to run her hands through my hair. It felt great. "Don't worry babe. You'll get one. Even if I have to go get you one."
I smiled down at her. "Thank you so much Bella. I love you."
Kissing her on the neck lightly, she moaned in pleasure. "Mm, and I love you too." Then our lips connected and moved in sync.

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"Jake!" I turned to see Bella running up to me, a smile on her face and a paper flying around as she ran over. Just as she reached me she tripped over thin air and I quickly caught her before she face-planted with the ground. She smiled up at me and thanked me quickly.
After I had her feet settled on the ground firmly, I looked down at her worriedly. "Why were you running to me?"
"Well, I'm just excited because I found you the perfect job." She handed me the paper she had in her hand. It was an application. "So, I have a friend and she said they were looking for a new butler at the Clearwater manor. I thought maybe it'd be perfect for you."
I smiled at her consideration. "I'm glad you went to all this trouble, but I can't take that job. Isn't it a bit far from town? From you?"
She just smiled at me. "Just because it's far doesn't mean we won't see each other."
I shrugged. "I guess you're right." Lifting the application up for a clearer look, I decided to take a chance. "I'm going to apply."

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Arriving at the Clearwater manor in my Volkswagen Rabbit, I kind of felt out of place and kept my posture courageous.
Last week I had applied to be the Clearwater's butler and they had accepted a few days after receiving my application. This was my first day of work. I wasn't exactly sure what the job required me to do, but I knew I was going to try my best. For my father.
I knocked on the door, which was answered by a tall man in a suit. "I presume you are Jacob Black?" he asked, his eyes steely. I nodded and he continues. "I am the head butler, Mr. McDonald. You will be learning how to do your job from me. The masters and myself will appreciate if you don't cause any trouble when working here or else there will be severe consequences." Giving me a stern look, he turns and starts walking. "Today, you are going to meet the masters and learn some of basics of this job."
We came to large living room, which in it sat two adults. One male and the other female. They appeared to be Harry and Sue Clearwater. Sue looked up at our arrival and smiled. "Good afternoon Mr. McDonald. Is this the one that applied to be a butler?"
"Yes ma'am, just letting you all meet like you instructed." Mr. McDonald stood stiffly, his expression hard as stone.
Sue nodded and then went back to reading the magazine she was holding. Harry stood up and walked over to me. He smiled kindly. "Nice to meet you Mr. Black." He raised his hand and I took it, shaking it.
"You too Mr. Clearwater." Just then, I heard a voice at the entry of the living room.
"Only one new butler? Obviously you must be joking father. Emily has seven." I turned to see who the voice belonged to. There, I saw her.