Your Call

Hey you guys! It's me, Cheryl a.k.a. jacoblackfanatic! I've started writing for different characters such as Seth Clearwater in NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR TRUTH OR CLICHÉ, but it seems to me, that all you Jacob lovers like when I write Bella/Jacob stories so here goes!

Disclaimer: ALL THIS STUFF IS STEPHENIE MEYER'S! CHARACTERS SETTINGS ANGSTE ALL OF IT!

Chapter 1: Waiting

JPOV

I paced my room, ignoring the rapid knocking on my window. You would think that my pack would get the message. I don't want to be there stupid alpha and I don't want to be a werewolf.

"Jake…please. We need you. Without Sam, who's gonna—, " I cut the mental voice of Embry out of my head with a low, menacing growl. They knew where I stood and that I wasn't going to budge. Sam, our late pack leader, died in a fight with a vampire. He was alone and the bitch was a newborn. She bit his ear and her poison spit killed him like a slow acting virus. I tore her to pieces.

The memory shook something violent in me and my muscles began to ripple in the tell tale sign of the change. But I didn't want that right now. I wanted her. Bella. She was the only white girl at La Push, the adopted daughter of Sue Clearwater. She was orphaned at age 3 after thoughtless teenage parents got themselves killed drunk driving. Sue's heart had gone out to the little "pale face" and so she adopted her. To me, up until last week, Bella had been a wall flower. Just a pretty face among the normal and the beautiful.

But now…now that I am a werewolf, and have that strange imprinting thing going…I imprinted on the little Caucasian princess. And I wanted her. Very, very badly. From her tiny feet, to her long pale legs, to her nice ass, to her thin waist, to her beautiful breasts, to her pouty lips, to her cute nose, to her big brown eyes, and to her thick waves of chocolate hair. And I wanted those long legs wrapped around me, her nice ass on top of me, her thin waist rubbing against mine, her beautiful breasts bouncing, her pouty lips screaming my name, and her thick black hair sticking to her sweaty face as I made her come again and again.

The image caused my cock to throb and the baggy basketball shorts I wore to tent. I needed her so fucking bad. She was like a fucking drug that I couldn't get enough of. She smiles and the room lights up. But the sexiest thing about her is the fact that an imprinted werewolf KNOWS what to be for his mate. Senses her deepest desires and becomes what she needs. And evidently…what Isabella Marie Clearwater needed was a sex slave, hell bent on making that sexy body of hers come alive.

BPOV

I looked out my window and watched my little brother phase from a 15-year-old boy to a sandy-furred werewolf and back. I felt a twinge of jealousy at his freedom and spirit but then I shoved way down then out of my body. He was just a little boy, happy at his new ability.

"Bella? Bella are you in there?" my mom said, opening the door slowly, afraid that I might be changing clothes. But I wasn't. I was still wearing my skinny jeans, All-stars, and button up purple blouse. Hot, huh?

"Yeah, Mom. Just watching Seth phase…he's getting really good." I said, turning to sit at my little wooden writing desk and open my lap-top.

"He is, isn't he? His little girlfriend Tori is coming over in a little while. I think he's going to tell her." Mom said, going over to look out the window at her son.

"Mom…Tori is more than his girlfriend and you know it. He imprinted on her the day after he turned lupine." I said, opening my Facebook page and checking my notifications. Hmm…New Friend Request. Jacob Black! I quickly hit the accept button then thought that he might think I was desperate at how quick I added him. But then I blushed bright red after realizing he would never know how fast I added him.

"Oh, Bella, I know but he's just 15 and I don't want him to grow up…" Mom looked over my shoulder at my little Friends bar. "Jacob Black is your friend? Hmmm…you must be really special."

I blushed again, "Why do you say that?"

Mom just shrugged and headed for the door, "He only has six friends, Bella."

As that realization donned on me I began to wonder what that mean. Six friends…Seth, Leah, Quil, Embry, Paul, and Jared…The pack.