Quick Side Note: This is just a little oneshot. A friend of mine is obssesed with Twilight. So here I am, inspired by her crazy love affair. I've actaully never read them, and all the information herein was obtained by Wikipedia and said friend. With that said I hope you enjoy it. It was fun to write about something different.
Somebody Check my Pulse
A Jacob Black Fanfiction
Deadicated and inspired but Evelyn Rossenburg
For some reason she was here, of all the places she had to be, she was here. Why was it that the Community Library of Forks Washington was the only place in town with a piano?
Didn't the theatre have one, or say that music store in Port Angeles? Like come on here, why was the world so against him I just barely could hear the conversation she was having with the librarian. Her voice was still the only thing about her I liked. She was nothing, nothing at all like Bella. Bella was tall and long, her hands were small next to mine. She was something I could protect something that I could hold when she was scared. This girl ripped him a new one when he bumped into her in the school parking lot. She fell into the mud, but it was an accident. Bella was soft and sweet and clumsy. This girl was bad, she had a tattoo and she priced here eyebrow to. After meeting Bella I knew that this women was nothing like what I wanted. How could I have imprinted on her?
It was weeks ago. Never in my life had I seen her before, but now where ever I went she was there. Laughing, fooling around with everyone. At school her hand was always up, she was a complete know-it-all. She was stuck up, had a attitude problem like Paul. Basically I felt she was like a "Mini-Leah". Pardon my French and all but she was a bitch to say the least.
"Of course you can." An older woman from the Forks cottage district I think she lived two houses down from where Charlie lived spoke. Pretty sure her name was Julie: or something. She had bright blond hair cut short to her head, gelled up spiky like. She looked like she was trying too hard to be hip with the kids, each time she moved her wrist about the multiple silver bracelets jingled. They had been driving me crazy well she was working. You know how hard it is to read about the founding fathers while that racket was going on?
"You know I can't wait to hear you play Eve. Best part of my Tuesdays." Julie winked. Her red lips made her teeth look abnormally white.
"Thank you, again." The imprint ran a hand though her long curly mass of hair. From wheat I have noticed lately it seemed to be a habit of hers. Her hands constantly ran through her hair in class. She dropped a couple books into the return slot by the door. "It means so much to me Aunt Julie."
"Just make sure you get some homework done. There are a few people here, keep that in mind."
She nodded that annoying hair swishing again. I cursed my body for wanting to run my hand through that chocolate mass. I sat behind a lamp lit head table by the periodicals. Safely out of sight, but her very much in mine. I contemplated moving, the four tables between us seemed smaller then there 4 feet width surface. Remarkably I noted she had changed clothes from school, another thing to scowl about, she was nothing like Bella. Bella would never need to change her clothes continuously. I smiled at the memory of Bella ripping a whole in her jeans when we were fixing her bike up. This girl, I don't think she had ever worn a pair of jeans in her life. She always wore those black legging things. The kind that looked like a second skin, they made her butt look all toned and full.
Not that I thought about that kind of thing.
She dropped her bag beside the old faded grand piano. It had been donated by the school a long time ago. They got a new one and nobody else wanted it, this always happened to the library in Forks. They got whatever no one else did. Jared did a volunteer work back in the day, said that the storage room was crazy packed with junk. In fact if it wasn't for Jared I wouldn't be here at all. That dumb boy was beginning to become a pain. Kim had twisted her ankle at camp and he had dropped everything thus "Jake" had to pull up the slack of his patrol time, I failed my history test. Billy was not happy about it. Thus my plan to avoid that girl at all costs would have worked flawlessly if not for Jared.
The key cover snapped up with a quiet clack sound, she took a seat on the worn bench, her high heeled feet touching the petal, working the stiffness out of them. Who did she think she was dressing up and coming here to play piano? She was wearing heels, who wore heels in Forks?
Notes soon flowed into the room, soft but resonating in the small building. I quickly recognised a few of the classics. My sisters had taken Piano lessons so I guess at the few pieces I recognized. My mother had been a huge classical piano music fan, so I knew a little of this and that. Looking at her; she appeared controlled in her movements. She rocked back and forth as she hit the keys and petals simultaneously. Her long fingers were relaxed and flying over the black and white keys with such enthusiasm.
What was I doing?
I had been lost in the old bellowed tone, and watching her like she was the center of the world. I shook my head to try and clear my thoughts forcing my head into the books in front of me. My eye's peaking over the edge of my book, she looked so peaceful, so in her element. She was perfectly in control of everything in that moment her breathing rushing in her lungs her body shaking with power. She never looked like that in school. Not ever, not even if she was debating with the teacher about a topic. She looked smug than like she was amused that he didn't know what he was talking about, her upbringing had been cultured before her father lost his job and moved them here. Seth had made friends with her sisters he said it was economy and all that.
"I want to lose myself in love, let you have me completely."
I snapped my head up. That was her voice, that melodic smooth as silk voice. She was singing, humming and whispering words over the notes. She was singing?
I forgot to breath, or did she take my breath away? Sucking in breath I grabbed my chest, it hurt so bad. My heart pounded too hard I thought it would pound right out my ribs.
"So don't be afraid, cause I'm on my way, with all of my faith. So just fall. Just fall."
The keys to the piano somehow got louder, my ear drums started to hurt. Everything hurt, ever note she played flowed straight from her and cut me. I could see it making me bleed. Was I really bleeding? My heart started to bleed, was she a demon? Was she killing me with her voice?
I shook, hand to my heart as she played. Confusion rumbled in my brain mashed around with notes and the sound of her voice.
Figures, the one thing I actually liked about her, she would kill me with it. Her voice dipped low as her figures speed over the keys. Her head thrown back ward and sang up into the clouds. The building somehow no longer existed. Everything just disappeared; the books and the roof; all of it gone but her and that stupid piano.
"Oh~ My heart never had a hero! Till you rescued me, busted through the door and just in the nick of time you saved me."
She stood up, her heels hitting the floor, foot tapping to the rhythm she created. She was putting on some performance her hands hit the keys in such a harsh manner. Like her in this moment deepened on it.
"In your arms I feel no fear!"
Her voice whispered smoky; like oil and in that moment everything stopped hurting. I felt no pain; a warm sensation took over me, flowing from her chest to my toes, my fingers tips numbed by the rush of it. Had I phased?
"Shit." I swore, out loud. Tearing my eye's away from her glorious figure my hands still human in my eyes.
The piano had stopped, I almost cried in anguish at its lost sound. Had I missed the end? My eye's shot to hers, and there she stood. She gasped at me her hands pausing mid air, as if she was scared to play. Her eyes wide and bright green, a green I would never forget could harden, when she was angry. Her feet spread apart, her hair tumbling as her mouth hung part way open in shock. I stood up ready to beg her to continue, apologise for interrupting her. Anything, I do anything just to get her to continue.
"Well, if it isn't Jacob Black?" She glared at me from her raised position her posture turning defensive almost immediately. She looked like some warrior goddess, I expected her to pull out a sword from the obnoxiously large belt around her big hips. "You're in a library, you do know these are books right?"
"Hello Evelyn." For some reason at that moment I couldn't remember why I was here in the first place. "High heels, to play a piano? Classy Evelyn, real classy."
Her eye brow arched the stud she had gotten pierced glinted. Funny, it was actually kinda hot. She placed a hand on her hip, cocked her head to the side. I couldn't help but smirk; she could totally pull a sword out from that and probably beat him with it.
"Thanks for noticing Black." This habit of her to call me by my last name was coupled by mine for using her whole first. It irritated us both. She raised her chin up and everything about her position was like she was about to go to war with me, were we really that big of enemies? She shook her head tossing her hair behind her shoulder.
"Did you just growl?" She leaned forward other hand on the top of the piano. "What are you a dog?"
I laughed. "You could say that."
"Whatever." Her fingers tapped on the faded glossy piano top. "Look, I'm going to go. Obviously earlier bugged you and if you're in the library you'll need all the silence you can get."
I nodded lamely, her leaving had my chest tightening again., This Imprint thing was going to kill me after all. She picked up her bag and shoulders the strap, her heels clicked on the wooded floor as she stepped down and moved down the aisles. I heard her say good bye to the librarian, Julie what's-her's-face and the doors closed with a click behind her.
"Shit." I grabbed my text books off the table and chased after her. I shot the librarian a quick lopsided smile when she scowled at me for jumping over the two tables in my way.
"Evelyn wait!" The rain outside hadn't let up, the sky already darkening with the day. "Wait!"
I grabbed her shoulder rain wiping of her hair, slapping me in the face when I spun her around. That god damn hair! Her eyes were really green, there was no gold or brown or blue in them. Just a shocking mix of dark emerald greens and I forgot what I wanted to say. She just stood there as well; eye's wide and staring at me. Blood pounded in my ears, her lips parted slightly. Her tongue darted out; light pink against her darker shaded lips. I couldn't help but growled again.
"Did you want to go get a coffee?" I managed to get past clenched teeth.
"What?" Her pulse stated to jump under my hand. I moved it down her arm, to her wrist it really was going fast. Her eye's sill stared into mine. I like her eye's too.
"Come get coffee with me." I asked again. Please answer me Evelyn. Don't look at me like that with those eye's I was starting to like, you already snag to me with that voice I could love. Her hair darkened with the rain turning the chocolate a deeper colour. Her eyes narrowed at me, she would refuse.
"Fine, but you're driving me home afterwards." She grabbed my hand and started to drag me down the street." Stop smiling so stupid too Black. It's making me annoyed."
Her cheeks were pink as she jerked my hand again, getting me to run.
"I'm not smiling." I scoffed as we got under the coffee shop eavesdrop. She turned to me, her cheeks were really pink, she was flushed. "Your cheeks are pink. Evelyn you're blushing?"
"No, I'm just cold and wet." She grabbed the front of my sweater her eye's locking with mine again. She leaned forward her lips hitting mine, searing the heat between us. Her taste and sent tingling my sensitive nose, the wolf part of me humming in the background. I was kissing my imprint the realization of it not fully connecting in my brain. Her lips started to move on mine, my brain stopped working all together.
The sky opened up violently thunder rolling off in the distance, rain assaulted the streets around us. A down pour like this abnormal even for the wet and rainy constant that was Forks Washington. My hands hit her hair, wet and tangled in my fingers: hers hands tightened on my shirt. The ringing in my ears returned as I felt her tongue reach out and like my lips. Something hot coiled in my stomach, I felt restless. She must have felt it because she pulled away and opened the Coffee Shops door. Her mouth twisted into a smirk as my eye brows drew together. Confusion and lust darkening my thoughts, my mind all fuzzy.
"Come on Jacob Black, you owe me coffee and a ride home." Her voice smooth as if she was singing that song again. Silky and smooth like the blood rushing through my body.
"Do you often trade kisses for rides home?" I scowled at this little wild child. If she did I'd personally break her of that habit.
"No." Her eye's glinted in the low light of the shop. "That was a reward for finally growing a pair and asking me out."
I growled. She was going to kill me, I just knew it. She turned around and winked at me, her chocolate mass of hair tumbling as she shook the water from it. Somehow I couldn't help the smile that spread on my face. She'd kill me dead alright.
Well. Thats that then. Hope all you Twilight fans liked it and it was up to your expectations!
Tell me what you think and if I have a knack for this werewolf thing :)
Happy Writings Everyone!