A/N: This was just a very strange idea I randomly got on day??? Anyway, I hope you like it. Please try to find the humour in it. :)
Jacob's POV
Dammit Dammit Dammit. This was not good. Not good at all. I loved HER. Not HIM. The idea repulsed me and was satisfying at the same time. How had this happened? I remembered I was on my way inside to Bella's house, and when I walked in, the first thing I saw was Bella and him in the middle of a kiss.
The first thing I'd felt was a sting of jealousy. I quickly composed my face and cleared my throat. I had been behind Bella. I was fully aware Edward knew I was there. Quit it you dirty bloodsucker, I've got to talk to her, I thought to Edward. He smirked and pulled himself off of Bella. I let him listening to a long strand of profanities before I let myself look up from the tiles in Charlie's kitchen. Right at the moment I looked up into his face, I knew it wasn't Bella that I had been previously jealous of. The first thought that went through my head was What the shizz is wrong with me. Then I ran outside and started going into the forest.