This is set at the very beginning of BD part 1. After hearing of Bella's wedding, Jacob spirals out of control. He runs off to Seattle and tries to loose himself. Quill and Sam are sent to find him, and they bring him home. Triggers abound (including drinking and drug usage), and mild swearing because it is a bunch of teen boys. First fic, so take it easy on me please. Bold means that the character is thinking. Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, any similarity to SM works is her credit, and any dissimilarity is to be taken as complete fiction.

Chapter 1: The Invitation

Notes: If the date and timing of Sarah's death is wrong please correct me.

Jacob ran out to the mailbox on a stormy day to get the bills, like he did every day. The rain was pattering on the roof of his father's home, but he had grown accustomed to that. What put him in such a sulky mood was the continuous thunder rolling. "I hate the storms. Mom died in a storm."

His mom had died in a car crash almost eleven years ago. It had been a terrible storm that night, and there was a drunk driver on the road. Long story short, bad night. That is how his obsession with cars took over. Despite the fact that his dad blamed the driver, Jacob was convinced that he could make a car that could withstand being hit head on. They just needed the right mechanic who had a general knowledge of physics. It was a lot to think about when you were 17 years old, which was why his dad worried about him so much. After eleven years Jacob was still mad, angry, and hurt that it happened. That he had grown up without a mother. The only way he survived the funereal was that Isabella Marie Swan had stood with him.

When his dad went up to sell the old truck to Captain Swan and his daughter, Jacob jumped at the chance to go and see his beautiful Bella. He fidgeted the entire way there. But, when he went up to her, she had no clue who the heck he was. "She did not even love me! She did not even remember me!" He had to work all the way from hi to I love you, and it took a year and a half. The part that made him sick was it did not even worked.

"A vampire broke my bones. Then Doc Vamp broke them all again. But I feel broken because of a human." He had almost died the night she officially broke him to pieces. When the doctor put him on morphine it made him feel a little better. He had tried to act like he was in more pain then he was, but he sucked at being discrete. The doctor and his dad caught on the next morning, so he could only float for a few hours, but it had worked. He had an okay high, and a sucky come down. After being busted, his dad told him he had to go see a shrink so he could nip his "problems" in the bub. His first session was supposed to be tomorrow morning. Wait wasn't raining? He shook his head to clear his thoughts. By now he realized that he had already gotten the mail and came back inside. That was the reason for the rain not puttering on his head. Wow, I am out of it!

"Hey Jake." His dad called from the living room. "Sorry for making you go out in the storm!"

Jacob forced a smile and threw the mail down on the kitchen schedule. Billy turned off the TV about the weather channel calling for hurricane watch, and rolled into the kitchen. He grabbed a handful off envelopes and started sorting bills from letters from junk mail. Jacob worked the pile from his end. They seemed to work in sync, operating out of routine. Billy came across a very official envelope addressed to "Mr. Jacob Black" in vary official writing. For some reason he had a bad feeling in his stomach, but he ignored that feeling, and threw it across the table to his son. For the rest of his life he regretted that decision.

Jacob put down a bill about the power and picked up the mysterious envelope. The smell that hit his nostrils was a sweet sticky scent. Vampire! He tore at the envelope and read it.

"Isabella Marie Swan

And

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen"

A tremor shook his large frame. No! He stormed out of the house, ignoring the rain that had pelted him. I need more time. This can't happen! I won't watch it happen! No Bella cannot do this to me. I no- no- this- this isn't can't happen to me! No I won't think about it. He gave himself to the anger and changed into a wolf.