Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight at all. I could never replicate Stephenie Meyer's talent.
Author / Note: First of all, thank you so much Sara for reading this and helping me construct the plot, the most important part!
Okay this story will be in Jacob's Point Of View. Jacob may seem sorta OOC, but it's hard for him not to seem OOC since he never really says how he feels so I do not think he is OOC. But if you do, oh well! Hope you like him anyway.
I love this title even though it's sorta corny. I thought of it because I was listening to Escape the Fate while writing this, and the song Reverse This Curse began playing. I was like GASP that should be the title! It's just so fitting, cause it sounds like Jacob would choose this title. So thanks Escape the Fate!!
The prologue begins with a scene in Eclipse in Jacob's POV so Jacob is talking in past tense because this story takes place after eclipse.
Hope you enjoy the story. Read and Review!
Reverse This Curse
Prologue
I was trying to explain imprinting to Bella, and I could not help but have a face flash through my mind on this subject. The person that belonged to this face was not present, I never saw this person anymore, or at least I never saw this person outside my mind. This image was all I could see as Bella and I stood at First Beach, not at all looking at each other, but the dark, cold water. We both seemed more comfortable staring into the water than looking at each other. I tried to execute the image from my mind, but it kept creeping back. I finally gave up trying, and embraced the beautiful face. I sighed at the face that was staring back at me. It stared back at me only in my mind, of course, it was always was only in my mind...
Of course, only a werewolf could experience imprinting. Only I had to suffer because I just happen to be the only creature that is under this spell. I liked my life better before I was a werewolf, before my heart belonged to someone else. Before my heart belonged to someone else who did not want it.
I could tell Bella was deeply intrigued by her new learned information about imprinting, and I could tell it was mainly because she thought I was talking about myself and was about to confess my own imprint upon her. She was wrong, dead wrong.
"Did it happen to you?" She finally asked, breaking the silent mind reading session. My enhanced ability to hear made her nervous heartbeat surround me. One may find this irritating, but I actually felt calmer when I heard it become louder and faster. "This love-at-first-sight thing?" she tried to say humorously to only comfort herself to the slight possibility of myself saying yes.
"No," I gruffly lied. "Sam and Jared are the only ones," the perfect touch to make it sound like less of a lie. Bella could not be more eager to accept this lie, because she definitely rather believe that than her theory of me being in drop dead love with her. I may give off that impression, but I do not necessarily mean to. I just try to forget about someone by spending time with her. It helps me keep my mind off someone. It is ironic that her, of all people, made me forget about this someone since she knows this person so intimately. The thought of their intimacy disgusted me...
To be painfully honest, all denial aside...
I have already imprinted.
I have already imprinted on someone.
I have already imprinted on a certain someone.
I have already imprinted on a certain someone about two years ago.
I have already imprinted on a certain someone whose name is unforgettable.
I have already imprinted on a certain someone whose name is unforgettable, this certain someone's name is Edward.
I remembered the rushed series of events clearly, it happened so quickly. About two years ago, I heard about a new family moved in from Alaska, quite a drastic move, I thought. This rumor, whether it was true or not, had not interested me in the least until I actually saw them for the first time.
My father even then seemed to have an illogical loathing of them that I could not understand until quite recently.
One afternoon after school, I first saw the four siblings when I was riding my bicycle past their school, I was still trying to get enough money to buy a motorcycle like the one I now own. They seemed more like a union of angels rather than teenage siblings walking home from school. I was riding too quickly to truly get a good look, but I glimpsed to my right for only a second and I could not believe what I saw. There were four gorgeous people, but my focus was on only one of them, the most gorgeous, I thought. He was tall and lanky like a graceful feline. His tall and lanky frame was complemented and covered by abnormally pale skin. He had bronze hair that fell along the nape of his neck, with strands of hair near his eyes. His hair was perfectly messy, it made me want to touch it, and attempt to make it look less perfect, but that would be in vain since there seemed to be no way to make his hair look flawed.
His deep gold eyes that were youthful, but seemed so incredibly wise as well, gazed at me. If I had looked a moment longer I would have drowned in the whirlpools of honey that had captured my eyes. But luckily, maybe unluckily, I crashed my bicycle into a bush because I had not been looking where I was going. I did not get up immediately because it was a bush with thorns. So as soon as I recovered from the fall, I lifted myself up to my feet. There was no one there anymore though. I could have sworn as I was falling I could hear a light musical chuckle.
Ever since then, those feelings have developed and have rooted themselves deeper and deeper into my heart, even now, even though we no longer speak. It all began as slight admiration from afar, then it became distant acquaintance, then casual friendship, and so on until we became best friends. Even so, he still seemed distant for some reason like some kind of defense mechanism to hide from something. But now I understand why he was a little cautious, it was because he knew how I felt all along. I greatly regret Bella telling me about Edward's special gift of mind reading, even if it was true I would have rather lived in ignorance. But now I know that he has been able to read my mind all along...
Then it seemed out of nowhere, we had been drifting apart in merely a matter of a month. Our families seemed to develop a new tension that evolved into a disliking. When it got to the point where we overtly avoided each other, I finally realized and somewhat comprehended that we were no longer friends. I had kept making excuses for his recent behavior to soothe my mind, but it was beyond denial now. We have not truly communicated since our short lived friendship two years ago.
I could not understand what had happened when I first saw him. I could not identify those feelings that rushed into my body so rapidly. Even if I did not understand those feelings, I knew they were not right to feel. Ever.