The Untold Story
By: JasmineDB
Summary: The untold story that Stephenie Meyer kept hidden from everyone. What's the real reason behind Jacob's hatred for Bella & Edward's relationship? Is it because he envies Edward for being with Bella, or is it the other way around? Jacob/Edward.
Hello readers! I had written this a while ago, and decided to quote the movie exactly so I re-wrote it! This is in Jacob's point-of-view and for now, this is only a one-shot. If I get any more inspiration or horrible writer's block from writing my other stories, then I might update this sometime in the future. Please enjoy and review!
Disclaimers/Warnings: I do not own Twilight; Stephenie Meyer owns the right to the books, and Catherine Hardwicke owns the rights to the movie. I only own the idea of this. This is SLASH, so if you don't like it, don't read it.
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I jumped out of the old truck behind Forks High. I came here to talk to Bella for my dad's sake; he bribed me so this better be worth it. I adjusted the tie and straightened the dress shirt I felt compelled to wear and started my walk to find Bella. I saw lights everywhere and as I made it through the forest, I saw my crush being set down on a log bench by a figure in a tuxedo - I'm guessing Edward - and left to park the silver Volvo sitting there.
"Bella," I said and made myself known from behind the trees.
She turned and smiled back at me. "Jacob, hey."
I finally noticed how amazing Bella looked in the glow of the moon and twinkling lights. She had a cast on her foot and a sneaker on the other. "Nice."
"You too." Bella adjusted herself to face me. "Are you crashing the prom or something? Did you come with a date?"
"No," I said as I joined her on the bench. "My dad paid me to talk to you. Twenty bucks."
We both chuckled and Bella said, "Let's hear it."
"Just don't get mad, ok? He wanted you to break up with your boyfriend. It's just, he said quote, 'We'll be watching you'," I said and nervously laughed; I was still trying to understand what my dad meant by that.
Bella looked a little irritated by that statement. "Ok, well tell him thanks. And to pay up."
"Okay," I said as Bella tried to stand up and had a little trouble. "Let me help you."
That's when I saw another hand on her arm, helping her up with ease and a male voice saying my name.
I looked up and saw Edward for the first time ever. I heard rumors that he looked perfect but I thought they were exaggerating; they weren't.
"I'll take it from here," Edward's tenor voice spoke.
Our gaze locked onto each other's for what seems like a century. His eyes were like a beautiful liquid poll of caramel, and his hair was a controlled frenzy atop his gorgeous head. His skin was pale - even paler than Bella's - and it seemed to shine and dazzle from within. The planes of his face were angled just right, and his nose was long and even. I'd never felt this feeling before, like a beast ripping through my heart, wanting to run wild and howl at the moon. I had forgotten for those few seconds that Bella was there and managed to pull myself together.
"Guess I'll see you around, Bella," I said as I continued to glare at Edward. She nodded and mumbled an okay as Edward's strong arms carried her away effortlessly.
I walked away from them and finally made it to my father's truck, catching my breath. I thought I had fallen for Bella, until I saw Edward. I'd never believed in love at first sight; until now. For the first time in my life, I felt my heart pulse uncontrollably. And it was for a guy. I knew I wasn't gay, but something about this guy made my knees tremble and my stomach fill with large butterflies.
I knew after that moment, my future was never going to be the same after the first time I met Edward Cullen.
