Hey guys, here's my new story. This story is going to be a little different. It has much more of a plot and plan, and Paul and Bella's love life is more complicated.

Dusk-

Neither the light nor the dark,

It's the dusk that reconciles.

Silence crawls up the abysm,

But the chaos beguiles.

In the tussle between black and white,

The triumph of grey lures.

Blending with the blemish

Yet again the dusk obscures.

- Raksha Gaikar

Dusk Chapter One

Bella sighed and leaned her head down to the wheel, resting her forehead on her arms, which were crossed over the top of the wheel. She was debating whether she should go in and get her heart broken, like she knew it would be, or go home and never think about her old best friend ever again.

She decided that trying to save Jacob, even if it got her heart broken, was probably worth a shot.

She saw him walking by in the rain as she was about to get out of the truck. Maybe it really is too late to save him. She thought when she saw his cropped hair and tattoo. He was an official member of the gang. A tear slipped down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away and jumped out of the truck.

She knew that he knew she was there, the truck wasn't exactly hard to miss, but he didn't even glance her way, not even when she called out his name.

" Jacob! Turn the hell around!" she shouted. Tears were falling down her cheeks, disguised by the heavy rain. He stopped walking and turned towards her, a look of pure agony on his face.

" Jake." she whispered, taking a step closer. He took a step back. Another tear fell down her cheek. She saw him mouth her name, but no sound came out.

" Jacob, what have they done to you?" She asked, quietly. Her voice was hoarse with sadness. " They haven't done anything to me, Bella. This was bound to happen no matter what." he said, quizzically. " But it's not too late to back out..." she started, " Yes, it is! This is forever, Bella. It's out of my control." he said. She narrowed her eyes. What was he even talking about?

Jacob suddenly looked like he was listening to something, his head cocked to the side. He turned back towards her. " You need to leave, Bella." he said. That was when she saw the four large, shirtless men appear on the edge of the forest line. " The hell I do." she said, and stormed past Jacob. Normally she would have just given up at the sight of this, the danger. But not today. Today she was feeling bold. She approached the group of men, shoving Sam backwards. "What the hell? Why did you do this to him?" she shouted.

" What did we do? What did he do? What did he tell you?" One of the other men asked, angrily. Her eyes snapped to him. She gasped and her heart skipped a beat. It was an insane moment in time where she completely blanked out, the only thing she could think of was him. She couldn't even pull her eyes away from his.

She eventually snapped out of her reverie, looking into his eyes. It could have been seconds, minutes, or hours. She wasn't sure. Probably seconds. Everyone stood in their same positions, though now all attention was hyper focused on her and this unknown man standing before her. " Jacob doesn't tell me anything, probably because he's scared of you!" she told him, swallowing hard. He blinked, shocked out of his own blankness.

Suddenly the man seemed to snap, and he started to laugh. He laughed at her. She shook her head in disbelief at his rudeness. She huffed, pulled her hand back, and slapped him across the face. " Screw you, asshole." she said. He growled and ripples went down his body. He was breathing heavily, growling. " Paul! Control it." Sam barked, his voice deep. " Too late now." She heard another one say. " Bella, get back." Sam boomed. She snorted, " I'm not a part of your gang Sam, I don't take orders from you."

She could feel arms come around her waist and pull her backwards. It was most likely Jacob. Suddenly the man before her burst into a giant grey wolf. She let out a shaky scream and managed to kick her way out of Jacob's arms. She turned and ran as fast as she could, jumping in her truck and locking the door. With shaking fingers, she put the key into the ignition and started the truck. Bella drove away as fast as she could.

Her heart was still beating extremely fast as she got onto the main road. She may have been good with weird, but only when the weirdness was expected. Not when a man exploded into a giant wolf in front of her and nearly killed her. Not then.

She pulled the car into the Newton's camping gear store parking lot. She still had to work that day. It was probably for the best, it could give her some head space, distraction. Something deep inside of her told her she still needed more distraction than this.

She sighed and hopped out of the giant truck, walking inside. Mike smiled at her from his seat behind the counter. " Hey, Bella." he said. Mike had always been so nice to her, even when she was in her zombie faze. Thinking of that, she realized something, she had been in a zombie faze for nothing. She always knew that one day Edward would leave her, so why was it that when he finally did it was enough to shock her into depression? It was pointless, and it had to end.

" Bella?" she heard. She blinked, and looked up to see Mike standing from his chair. " Are you alright?" he asked. She let out a small chuckle. " Yeah, sorry. I've been in a daze all day. Haven't gotten enough sleep, plus I'm kind of...stressed." She technical was telling the truth. " Oh, well, anything I can help with?" he asked. " Honestly Mike, I'm in need of a serious distraction right now. If you have an idea of what in the hell I can do to get that it would be great." she told him honestly.

He seemed to think on the matter, and then a moment later a mischievous grin appeared on his face. " I think I know just the thing. I'm busy tonight, but I know exactly what you could do to get serious distraction, if you're up for it...I mean, it's not really your scene..." he said. Bella sighed and softly smiled, " I think that ' not my scene' is exactly what I need. The craziest thing you can think of sounds great to me." she told him.

He shook his head with a grin, " Bella Swan goes rogue, shall we keep this off the record or is this the new you?" he said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes, " Okay now, just tell me what it is. I'm down for almost anything, I promise." she told him.

" My older brother Matt works the bar at a club in Port Angeles. I could get you in, and with a protection promise, Matt would look out for you if I asked him..." Mike said. She thought about it for a moment, and came to the conclusion that this would be absolutely perfect. " That sounds...kind of awesome, thanks Mike. Would you give me directions?" she asked. He looked a little surprised, but nodded.

" Wow, you really do need a serious distraction, the old Bella would never agree to this." Mike stated, writing down the address on a sheet of paper. She thought on that for a moment. The old Bella. She liked the sound of that, she was the new Bella now. Stronger, happier. Yes. " No, she wouldn't have. But, I would. And I just did." she said.

It was a simple, verbal notation, but it changed everything. Saying it out loud made all the difference. She would no longer be the sad little girl who was dumped by a vampire, and now by her best friend too. She wouldn't be reckless to get distraction, she would be brave to have fun.

Paul sat on Emily and Sam's porch, his head in his hands. How was it that Paul Lahote, the infamous hot head, the aggressive, loose tempered man-whore had imprinted on Bella Swan.

Maybe she was a leech lover, but Paul couldn't blame her for that, they got inside your head and fucked you up, it was all some sort of predator/prey thing. No, Bella Swan wasn't labeled by her leech loving, she was innocent, fragile, kind, and... haunted.

They didn't belong together, Paul knew that. It was the spirits way of paying him back for him being such a shitty person, he might have been the pack's best fighter, but his reputation wasn't all sunshine-and-roses-gracious-warrior shit like the rest of his pack.

He huffed into his hands in anger. The great spirits could have punished him in any way, but instead they had him imprint on someone who wasn't his soulmate, the opposite of, really. That would be something he would feel in his every breath throughout the rest of his life, the pain of an imprint that he would be forced to ignore.

He couldn't possibly be happy with her. Or really, she could never be happy with him. Paul knew that she deserved better, but she would never be able to be truly happy with anyone because of this. What did the great spirits have to punish her for? The leech?

" Paul?" he heard a small, faint voice ask. His head slid out of his hands as he turned towards Emily, who was smiling softly, apologetically. " Sam send you? Are you supposed to give me some sort of a chat on how much of a fucking 'gift' this shit is supposed to be?" he spat. She rolled her eyes and plopped down next to him.

" Sam didn't send me, and no, I'm not going to give you any bull. This is a decision for you to make on your own. I came to talk." she said. He sighed, of course Emily would know exactly what to say. She always did.

" I just...I don't know Em. I know I messed up, my whole life was just a big screw up, and I guess that's mostly on my part, and now the spirits they..." he started. She shook her head softly. " Of course you would come up with that, the spirits aren't punishing you, honey. I don't know exactly what they have in mind, but they aren't trying to hurt you, or get back at you. They're trying to help you, I think." she said.

" I don't know...I think I just need to blow off some steam or something." he told her. She nodded in understanding, but didn't leave out the slight grimace. Emily knew what my type of blowing off steam was. The spirits could take away his freedom, his happiness, and every ounce of peace he had left, but they couldn't take away the night clubs.

At nine o'clock pm, Bella Swan snuck out of her house, her hair curled, a black skater dress on, got in her car, and drove to Port Angeles. The club was called Sundown, and predictably it was located in the most wild area of Port Angeles. The party streets; bars, clubs, cheap hotels, etc. At first glance Bella wanted to run away, go home, back to her comfort zone, but then she remembered the reason she had came there in the first place. It was solely to step out of her comfort zone.

She sighed, feeling her heart beating in her chest, and went inside. It was ten thirty, since the drive was an hour and a half form Forks. It was a little early for the Club to be very crowded, so predictably when she went inside there wasn't all that many people.

She saw the bar tender and smiled. He looked like Mike, but more muscular, tall, and formed. He must have been in his early twenties. His hair was blond, his eyes were blue, which made him look certainly like he could be Mike's older brother. She went walked over and as soon as he saw her recognition flashed through his eyes.

" Bella?" he asked. She nodded with a mischievous grin, " how did you know that already?" she asked. " Mike may have described you." he admitted. She chuckled. " What were his descriptions?" she questioned. " Well, he said you had brown hair, brown eyes...and that you were easily the most beautiful teenager anyone had ever seen." he said, humor in his voice. " Mike said all that?" she asked with a chuckle. " Yes, yes he did. I think he's in love with you." he said with a smile.

" Gosh, can't a girl just have a friend that's a boy and doesn't want to be her boyfriend?" she asked. " Yes, a girl can. But you, you cannot." he told her. She quirked her eyebrow at him, " why not?" she asked. " Because, and I'm not in love with you or anything just yet, but you fit Mike's description to a tee." he told her. She smiled nervously, and sat down at one of the bar stools. The club was gradually filling up with more people.

" So, Bella, if you don't mind my asking, what on god's green earth are you doing here? I mean, it's not exactly...your scene, is it?" he asked. She gave him a look. " It didn't used to be...But it is now." she told him proudly. She looked around, noticing that the club was now very packed. It was a quarter past eleven.

She bit her lip, slid off of her barstool, and gave him a grin. He was pouring someone a drink and looked up with a smile. " What are you doing?" he asked with humor. " Showing you how much this is my scene."

Paul had ran to his usual club, Sundown. It was the perfect place to go to get a little distance, distraction. It was the kind of club where the music was so loud that you couldn't' even hear your own thoughts, and that was exactly what Paul needed. He walked in, glancing around the room to learn his peer group.

He froze, his heart skipping a beat. There, sat at a bar stool was Bella Swan. She was talking to a young blonde bar tender. Paul felt a growl rising in his chest but pushed it back. What was she doing here?

She smiled, sliding off of her bar stool and exchanging words that even Paul couldn't hear over the music before backing away into the dancing crowd.

Paul sighed, running a hand through his cropped hair. The spirits really could ruin everything.

That was when he realized that no matter what he did, the spirits would find a way to bring him back to Bella.

It wasn't like he didn't want her. God he wanted her, and it wasn't that he couldn't easily have her, he definitely could, it was that he didn't want her to be forced to have him and want him for the rest of her life when she didn't deserve that. But fuck what he wanted, apparently the spirits were thinking strictly on what he needed. And he could feel that he needed her, he definitely could.

Paul made his way, slowly, to Bella. He thought that maybe she wouldn't even recognize him. He knew she would, though.

Bella was in the center of the dance floor, some random guy all over her, she didn't seem too excited about that, but she was still dancing with him. That told Paul something. This wasn't the type of thing Bella usually did, of course it wasn't, but tonight she had decided to because of those fucking asshole spirits, they had made her think she wanted to do something that would make her uncomfortable.

Maybe she was uncomfortable now, but Paul knew that the moment he had her in his arms she would relax.

The unknown man said something to her and then went to the bar. He was probably getting them drinks, and would most likely drop something in hers to make her relax more with him. That was what the club guys around her did. Paul wouldn't in a million years let Bella be subjected to something like that.

Paul got behind Bella so that she wouldn't recognize him. He wrapped his arms around her waist protectively and pulled her to him. She stiffened but relaxed into the imprint bond.

Paul's wolf settled knowing the girl was safe in his arms.

Bella was hoping that after the strange man had left that she would somehow be able to avoid him. She felt uncomfortable with the stranger all over her, but somehow after he disappeared and a new, warmer man came up behind her she relaxed into him.

She turned in his arms when the next song came up, turning around to see who he was. Wrapping her arms around his neck she looked up at his face and cursed under her breath, pulling back slightly. " What are you doing here?" she leaned in to ask him. He smirked. " I could ask you the same thing, I come her a hell of a lot more often then you do, I'm sure." he purred. She huffed.

" Are you going to tell Jacob?" She asked him. she didn't want something like that to happen and Jacob to end up hating her for it. He already hated her enough. Not that it really mattered, he would never talk to her again anyways, unless it was to ask her not to spill his werewolf secret. She had put the pieces together, of course. " Not if you don't." he whispered in her ear. It sent a jolt through her heart.

She wanted to kiss him. Just lean up and see what those perfectly shaped full lips felt like. What has gotten into me? She thought. She was dancing with and wanted to kiss a guy who she hardly knew, but hated because he had taken part in ruining her relationship with her best friend.

She pulled away from him and started to turn away but he grabbed her wrist softly. " What's wrong?" he leaned in to question her. " I just, I can't do this." she told him, heading towards the exit to get some fresh air.

She sighed leaning against the brick wall, breathing in the refreshing cold air. " Bella?" she heard. she turned her head and met the eyes of Paul, who had followed her out. She closed her eyes and breathed in deep. " What do you want, Paul?" she asked.

He came next to her and leaned against the wall too. " I told you I wouldn't tell Jacob. Look, you can have fun, I mean, without thinking about other people for once." he said. " You don't know anything about me Paul, but I've definitely heard things about you. I know that you're just looking for someone to screw. A good fuck?" she said. It wasn't like Bella to use language, but she had to be firm.

Paul licked his lips. " Bella...I'm not...Look, I wasn't telling you that you should let loose and have sex with me, I'm just telling you that you can do what you came here to do without worrying about your relationship to me, and my relationship to Jacob." he said.

" I don't even know what I came here to do anymore anyways. I think I should probably just leave. Look, I'm not going to share your secret. The whole...wolf thing. You can just go, and tell Jacob that he doesn't have to talk to me about it, I won't tell anyone." she told him, leaving his side and going back towards the door.

" Bella, wait. Listen, Jacob stopped talking to you because we told him to. He can't share the secret with anyone either. Now that you know I'm sure he's thrilled that he can have you in his life again. Don't ignore him. I don't like him at all, but he's my brother and I have to say something." Paul said.

" Thanks. Tell Jacob that if he still wants to be friends he should call me." Bella told him, going back inside without another word. She had to tell Matt that she was heading out so that he knew she was okay. Mike had made him promise to look out for her.

She approached the bar and leaned over the counter. " Hey, I'm heading out. Do you need a ride or anything? I can wait until your shift ends." she told him. He smiled. " Yeah, that would be great actually. My shift ends at eleven forty five, but it's eleven forty now, so I'll just go with you." he told her. " Awesome." She said, heading back out the exit, him following behind her.

" Do you live with Mike and your family still? I know the address, it's on the same street as mine." she told him. " Yeah, I do. I only work Fridays and Saturdays at the club to get some extra cash. I deferred a year from college, and then...just didn't end up going. Sometimes I work at the store too, I heard you just got a job there recently," he told her. " Yeah, I did." he smiled, " well then I guess I'll just have to come in more often."

She knew he was flirting, she may not have had a whole lot of experience with boys, but she had experience with them hitting on her for sure. She didn't even know what to say, she was used to brushing them off, but she actually liked Matt. He was sweet, and good, and most of all normal. She needed normal.

" I guess you will. That way you can more easily fall in love with me." she sarcastically teased. " Oh of course, that's absolutely necessary." he teased back. She laughed. She pulled into his driveway. " So, now I have to sneak back into my house." she joked. " Your parents don't really like you going out?" he asked.

"My dad is the chief of police. He's not exactly gracious with me living the ' dangerous teenage party life', as he calls it." she told him. " He is?" she nodded. " Is that, like a total red alert or something?" she asked. " No, it's actually awesome. I would love to be a deputy one day." he explained. " Well...then your in luck. In a week or two my dad is doing a deputy in training thingy. I could put in a good word for you and see if he has room for one more." she told him.

" You are seriously awesome." he exclaimed. " Thanks. I'll see you around. I can let Mike know what my dad says..." she started. " Nah, I'll just put my number in your phone." she said. She smiled and nodded, handing him the phone. He put his number in it for her and went inside, thanking her for the ride. He usually had to ride with his co-worker.

Bella drove home. Sneaking up the stairs and into her room. She fell asleep instantly, but she swore she heard a wolf howling just in the woods.

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