Imprinting, I thought as I watched the pictures of Bella run through Jacob's mind. He loved her, but he didn't imprint on her. He was trying to force himself on her, something I thought was very sick and wrong. It was obvious Bella didn't want him. She was just going to hurt him again. One thing I truly hated about being a wolf, this mind reading thing. I'm always caught up in Jacob's thoughts about Bella. For once can't they be about someone else? I shook my head and watched Jacob stir from his still position. Just Jacob and me were in out wolf form, so it was kind of hard for me not to listen in. I'm sure he heard my thoughts about Bella.
'Are you ever going to give up on her, Jake?'
'Probably not, Leah. Why, were you waiting for me?'
'Uh...no. I...Get over her, she's marrying a goddamned leech for Christ sakes!'
'No Duh, Leah! Stop pointing it out. Your making things worse!'
I let a low growl emit from my chest. I could tell Jacob didn't mean to yell at me, he just got carried away with Bella. Of course, everything revolved around that clumsy little freak. I shot a glance at Jacob; he didn't seem to notice me staring. Once he finally did, he stared back. His golden eyes burning into mine. I found myself admiring Jacob Black, in a way I never had before. There was something about him, something I like and wanted. Once I realized what I was doing, I pulled my gaze from him and tried to shield my thoughts. It wasn't working.
I-I. I'm changing back. I thought, knowing Jacob would hear me. I hoped he didn't hear the stuttered or nervousness in my voice.
I quickly moved from my place behind a tree, ripping the jean shorts and shirt off my leg. I phased back and threw on my clothes. I didn't bother looking back to see if Jacob had followed me. He probably hadn't but I didn't dare if he was. I stopped as I neared a cliff, the looked out of the beach. It was the perfect place to just chill. Something I needed to do. Obviously, I wasn't myself. I was thinking about being romantic with Jacob Black of all people. I mean, come on. I'm nineteen and he's only sixteen. Way to old and not even legal. But then again, Embry did imprint on Claire. She was only two. I sighed and tried to shake that thought out of my mind, it was just making everything okay.
"Leah..." A familiar voice came from behind me. It was Emily. I turned slightly and smiled as she sat next to me. "Hey.." I said, softly my voice strained. Emily gave me an odd look. "What's the matter, Leah?" She asked, her voice full of concern. I didn't want to tell her. I didn't want to even get into it, but I did. I did it because it was Emily. She was my best friend. "So. You think you imprinted? Or you think you're in love? With who?" She asked, her voice full of excitement now. Good old' Emily, I thought.
"Don't hit me, please." I begged before letting out a big sigh. "Jacob." I muttered turning my head to look away. I could hear Emily laugh. I looked back and shook my head. "This is serious, Em!" I shouted. She shook her head and composed her face. "I didn't mean it like that Leah. Love is strange, if you got feelings for him go for it!" She told me, patting my back. "Thanks Em." I said, looking behind us. I had heard someone there a few minutes ago, but I didn't think to look. When I looked behind me, I gasped. It was Jacob. Had he been there the whole time? I thought.
Jacob just smiled at me and lifted one of his hands. He motioned his fingers for me to come towards him. A little hesitant I obeyed and followed him into the woods behind a couple of bushes. Emily was out of sight and I was glad. "So...uh." I began. Jacob cut me off. "I heard everything." He said, smiling big. I smiled back and blushed. I didn't know what to say, did he feel the same way? I wasn't about to ask him that, of all things. "I know what your thinking, Leah. You think I'm totally in love with Bella. I've realized something. I'm not. I can't be, not when I feel this way." He said, stopping. I just stared at him, my lips curved into a permanent smile. "Jake-" I tried to speak, but the next thing I knew, Jacob's lips were on mine, moving. Mine were moving to against his.