Summary: Jacob bullied Paul his entire life up until the day he imprinted. What will happen when there's another alpha from a rival pack fighting for Paul's heart? Slash, lemons, sexual abuse, and mostly love, please review!
Between The Bars
Chapter 1
"Paul, get back here right now!"
Fuck this, the young wolf thought with a snort, slamming the door behind him as he stormed out of the house. His older brother Sam was being totally irrational. Just because took he care of him since their parents died and was his truest and best friend didn't mean he had to do everything the older wolf said. When Sam would pull out the fact that he was the pack's Beta, so technically he did have to listen to him, Paul took it as a cheap shot. This time he just happened to be lucky enough to get out of the house before the bastard thought to use it against him.
There was no way, no way he was going on a date with Jacob Black. Jacob fucking Black of all people! Had his brother gone crazy?
Black had always made his life miserable. For as long as Paul could remember, him and his goons (Embry and Quil as he preferred to call them) bullied him. Though the other two never half as much as Jacob.
When he was a kid he got mud thrown at him almost everyday, they would plop worms on his lunch when he wasn't looking, and they stole all his crayons in class. As the boys got a little older, entering middle school, Paul got a major complex going through puberty, Black would point out every zit, poking fun at how scrawny he was, and everything that came out of his mouth was a joke to his three tormentors. In high school they only got crueler, saying that despite the fact that he'd filled out there wasn't anything he could do about his face, that's just genetics for ya. Him and Jacob Black had never, and would never get along.
The day he first changed into a wolf he considered killing himself. His life's saboteur would from that moment on be his leader and alpha, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. That and the fact that Jacob had imprinted on him. The thought was quickly pushed aside, he could never do that to Sam, but it seemed he had done some horrible things in his past life, and this one could only end in suffering and despair.
Paul started feeling sick. His skin was clammy and he couldn't stop shaking, trying hard as possible to keep out of wolf form. The worst thing about phasing was sharing his most personal thoughts, especially ones that showed any form of vulnerability. All the torment he had gone through made the boy develop a quick temper so his entire body was burning from trying to hold back, a scream just waiting to escape his throat.
Sam knew his history with Jacob, when they were young Sam had even kicked the shit out of him a few times, but Jacob had always been tough, a few black eyes wouldn't keep him away from his favorite play thing. Paul couldn't help wanting to growl, to punch his brother in the middle of his face for even suggesting such a thing. That fucking traitor. His imprint was totally different. He cherished the freaking ground Emily walked on. He'd always had a crush on her, and when he found out she was his soul-mate, Paul met a whole new Sam. Despite the tragedy in both their lives his brother found completeness, happiness like he'd never felt. It made Paul so envious. He would dream of the day he would find someone like Emily, someone who could make him feel whole. Sadly the powers that be loved playing jokes on the young wolf, and his dream would be just that, something of fantasy, because he knew along with everyone else in the town that he was the last person Jacob Black wanted to spend his life with. Being forever bound to someone who hated you, yes, that was exactly what Paul should have anticipated from the hand of fate. He'd never forget the first thoughts forced on him through the packs mental bond. The initial pull, then the contempt. Black didn't even want him in his pack, let alone being his imprinted, but obviously it wasn't something done by choice.
The one good thing was that the ridicule had stopped. . . to a point. Jacobs whole demeanor toward him changed, slipping fully into the alpha role. He was strict and short with him in a disconnected business like manner, like he put up with him because he knew he had to. It was an imprint unlike any other, and his pack mates had a hard time concealing their pity for Paul.
That s how it went the first three months, then Jacob started changing again. He still treated him the same way, but instead of ignoring his existence as a member of the pack, Paul would often catch him staring him down in a way that gave him an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. When patrolling sometimes he'd see images of himself in risque sexual positions, but pack members were always quick to blame it on Jacob's former thoughts which made him snap and attack whoever was nearest him. Aside from the first time he phased, Black was never around him in wolf form.
It drove him absolutely crazy. The ridicule had stopped but now the real torture had started. The alpha always had a way of making him feel like he didn't belong, but now it was worse than ever. He was the temperamental wolf who only brought tension and that no one wanted around.
Paul jumped when a hand touched his back, turning to see Sam giving him a sad and serious look.
"Hey, I'm sorry, okay?" he murmured squeezing his shoulder lightly, "I just. . Jacob said I had to talk to you about it, and I really don't think it's such a bad idea Paulie."
"You don t think it s a bad idea?" he laughed cynically but his brothers soothing touch was enough to stop his shaking and distract him from his self-pity, "You've officially lost it Sam. I don't know who you are anymore but it isn't my brother." he turned on his heel and didn't make it two steps before Sam grabbed him from behind, hugging him to his chest.
"I won't bring it up again, just calm down. Emily made your favorite breakfast. At least come eat."
Paul huffed in his embrace, muttering an agreeance before shrugging him off, but Sam only slung his arm back around his shoulder as they walked to the house. Even though Paul would never admit it, Sam knew just how to pull the boy out of his funk, he knew his little brother all too well. All Paul wanted was someone to genuinely care about him, and though it wasn't always the case, physical touch usually did the trick.
He was glad he came back to eat, shifters were always hungry and a good meal helped him to forget the horror of ever going on a date with the douche bag. Why he even wanted to was beyond Paul. Sure he'd imprinted, but Jacob Black defiantly didn't care about him.
He jumped up from the table when a familiar horn honked outside, leaving his brother and sister-in-law with a small wave.
He broke out in a huge smile when he saw Bella and jumped in her truck.
"Hey P, ready to hit the beach?"
"Always," Paul nodded, buckling in. "its been too long."
"Ah, I can't wait, man I love the sun. Why do we live here again?"
"You better hope it s not crowded yet Bells, on a day like this even First Beach will be bad."
"But nothing compared to my side of town." she grinned, patting Paul's head before backing out of his driveway.
Bella sang along to the radio on the drive toward the ocean and Paul rolled his window down enjoying the sunlight. When they got to the beach both were quick to remove their outer wear, eager to soak as much sun as they could into their bodies. After laying out their towels Bella's gaze fixed on some boys by the shore. Paul didn't bother looking as he sat down.
"You won't believe what Sam told me this morning," Bella turned back to him with her eyebrows raised, always willing to listen to some drama. "Black asked him to find out if I'd go on a date with him."
Bella didn't know anything about the wolves but she sure as hell knew about Jacob Black, being subjected to her own teasing whenever she was around Paul. For a moment her mouth just hung open but then she narrowed her eyes.
"What. . . you're kidding."
"I'm not."
Bella studied him for a moment, gauging his honesty, then her eyes looked like they'd pop right out of her skull.
"It's probably just some practical joke! I mean. . he has left you alone for a while, but seriously? Paul don't you ever agree to something like that!"
"You think I would? I'd rather cut my dick off then spend time with him."
Bella shook her head and snorted disbelievingly, showing the same reaction Paul had to the news but with a lot less anger.
"Come on, lets go down to the water, some of those guys are majorly hot."
Paul furrowed his brow at her one track mind but stood up anyway. They went in the water to their knees and Bella was shrieking from the cold, it felt ridiculously refreshing on Paul s overheated skin but he had to play along and pretended to adjust like her. He inwardly groaned when she saw who Bella'd been eyeing. Jared and Seth, along with a few other Rez boys who weren't wolves. They were already headed in their direction, Bella's screams acting as some kind of twisted mating call. He had to give it to her, the girl knew how to get what she wanted.
"Paaaul! Who's your pale friend?"
"Bella, Seth. Seth, Bella." he rolled his eyes and went further into the water trying not to gag at his pack brother's attempt at flirting. Hell, as long as Bella was happy he wouldn't cock-block.
"Beautiful day, huh?" Paul just nodded at the Rez boy who spoke to him. He was obviously older, probably in Sam's year, but did little to hide his interest. He didn't even notice Jared on the other side of him until felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Be careful Paul." he whispered with a sly look, "We wouldn't want Jacob to get jealous."
He shot him a glare and splashed water in his face at the comment, making Jared let out a hearty laugh before he tackled him. He shot up quickly, shoving his pack brother's chest,
"You asshole! I didn't want to get completely soaked, I have to get in Bella's car!"
He just laughed harder and tackled Paul again, leaving him with no choice but to wrestle Jared in the shallow water. The older boy let out an audible sigh, looking at it as Jared swooping in on his chance. In reality, he'd saved him from what would probably be the worst beating of his life.
The alpha never showed it around Paul but the rest of the pack knew. Everyday he grew more and more attached to the boy, and on more than one occasion Jared had barely stopped him from attacking someone for simply touching the other wolf. Jacob didn't feel threatened by the pack because they were under his control, but all bets were off for everyone else. And if Jared let a stray thought of his friend flirting with Paul make its way to the alpha, the boy would probably be eating out of a straw for a very long time.
They spent hours on the beach. Paul could tell Bella was enamored with Seth so he didn't have the heart to ask to leave. But soon he found himself wanting to stay. A large Jeep parked and a ridiculously attractive guy jumped out of it, he had some good looking friends with him too but the driver was just his type. He was tall, built, and devastatingly handsome. He decided to take a page out of Bella's book. According to her someone is always more likely to approach if you don't have a possy surrounding you, so with a quick blurt of wanting to take a dip he left the others and headed down to the water without a backward glance at the gorgeous boy.
He couldn't believe his luck and made a mental note to thank Bella when he felt a presence at his side about five minutes later.
"Hey, you all alone?"
Paul smiled at the boy, noting that he'd also left his friends behind.
"Oh no, my friends are right over there, I just wanted to cool off."
They both looked to where he was pointing and Jared was staring him down. Freak.
"That your guy?"
Paul couldn't help laughing.
"Jared? No way. I'm single, and he only likes girls."
The strangers face lit up at that and Paul couldn't believe that he was actually interested.
"Oh? And what do you like?" Paul smiled at the question. He was defiantly interested.
"Little of both."
"My lucky day. I'm Owen by the way, and you're. . ?"
"Paul."
"Nice to meet you Paul."
He felt like a loser because he couldn't stop smiling, but Owen was smiling too so he didn't feel quite so bad.
Jared just wouldn't be Jared without interrupting so of course he had to, and before things even got good.
"Come on Paul, we're leaving."
"What? Why now?"
"Bonfire tonight. Bella has to drop you off and drive herself home still. And we've been here forever."
Paul groaned, he was right. Stupid bonfire. He needed to shower and was starving but admittedly wouldn't have been so hesitant to leave if it weren't for Owen who decided to speak up.
"Bonfire, huh? Sounds fun."
"You should come. It's just a few miles that way." Paul tilted his head in the direction of the meeting place.
"Come ON." Jared grabbed Paul's arm and started dragging him up the beach.
"Anytime after dark is fine, and there'll be plenty to eat."
"I'll be there!" Owen called after him, waving and looking like an Abercrombie model doing it. He had to bite his lip to keep from getting a semi.
"Are you stupid Paul? You're gonna bring around some guy in front of Jacob?"
Paul glared at Jared, tugging his arm away. First Sam now Jared? They were acting as if him and Black were together and it was grating on his nerves.
"Why wouldn't I? Now shut up or Bella will hear you."
"What are you two whispering so fiercely about? Jealous of Paul landing a hottie, Jared?" Bella teased as they made it to their towels.
Paul scoffed and rolled his eyes,
"No, Jared's just being an asshat as usual."
Jared gave him a long glare at that, muttering, "Let's go." to Seth, and the two headed off.
When Paul and Bella got into the truck Bella slapped his arm excitedly.
"Who was that fine piece of ass?"
"Names Owen and he's even hotter close up. He said he'd come to the bonfire tonight."
"Are you kidding? Fuuuck me, I wish I could go."
"Well maybe if we start dating I'll introduce you to some of his friends." Paul joked.
"You're goddamn right you will."
They laughed and Bella talked about him and his friends the whole drive, and it wasn't long before Paul was waving goodbye, eager to get inside and scrub the sand off his body.
He was having trouble deciding what to wear to the bonfire incase Owen did show. He wanted to look hot but not as if he was trying too hard. With a sigh he finally pulled on his favorite dark-wash denim jeans and a forest green v-neck that fit him snugly. He looked himself over in the mirror and felt confident, another rule of thumb from Bella. If you feel confident in yourself then you radiate it to those around you and maybe Owen would make a move. God, when did he become such a girl?
He went down the stairs and straight into the kitchen grabbing one of Emily's freshly baked muffins.
"Paul! We're about to go to the bonfire," she scolded with a smile looking her brother-in-law over, "you look cute."
"Thanks Em." he murmured through a mouth full of muffin. Emily laughed at him and they left the house at the sound of Sam's honking.
All the usual faces were at the bonfire, along with a few randoms, and Paul was a little let down that his random wasn't there yet. He let out a sigh, he did say anytime after dark, Owen probably just didn't want to show up before he did.
His eyes widened when walked further on the beach, seeing that Owen actually was there, busy playing football with most of the boys. . including Black.
Jacob sensed his presence instantly and stopped what he was doing staring at him in that overbearing way he did, and as a result he got Owen's attention. The outsider followed his line of vision and broke out in a huge smile upon seeing Paul.
"Later guys!" he called over his shoulder, dropping the game as he ran up the beach. Paul was so enamored with the way he looked he didn't notice how Jacob started shaking, his fists curling until his knuckles turned white.
"Good to see you're making friends." Paul smirked when Owen was a few feet away.
"Yeah, everyone here is really nice, but I've been waiting for you. Wanna go chill out somewhere?"
"Sure, lets get some snacks and find a place to sit."
Owen nodded and put an arm around him shoulder, oblivious to the looks most of the wolves were giving him.
Paul grabbed a huge bag of chips and a couple of sodas and the two sat on a log, falling into an easy conversation. Not only was he great looking but Paul found him charming and funny. He wanted to ask for his number but remembered Bella's rules (she seemed to have hundreds of them,) play it cool, let them come to you.
Eventually Owen got more and more flirtatious, testing his boundaries, and Paul found it totally endearing. When he complained about it being to warm from the fire Owen boldly leaned forward blew cool air on his neck making his stomach tighten with arousal. Still close to his face, he moved his hand to Paul's shoulder, snaking it down his back and then back up again, curling into his hair.
"Better?" he whispered, eyes jumping from his eyes to his lips.
He was about to kiss him, Paul knew it, and his asshole of an older brother just had to ruin the moment. Seemed to be the trend of the day.
"Paul! You need to come with me now."
Owen put space between them to Paul's dismay, obviously shocked and intimidated by the look on Sam's face.
"Fuck off Sam, can't you see I'm busy?"
"This is not up for debate little brother." he narrowed his eyes, reading into the look Sam gave him. It was an order.
"I'm sorry Owen, I'll be back as soon as I can." he gave the boy a sad look as he stood, but the other shook his head with a smile.
"No, no, it's totally fine. I should probably get going anyway, but uh, here," he stood pulled a sharpie from one of his pockets and held out his hand. "Is it okay for me to get your number?"
Paul couldn't contain his smile and quickly wrote it on Owen's palm.
"I'll text you later." and with that he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead, waving behind him as he left the beach.
Paul was ripped harshly from his giddy high as Sam grabbed his arm and tugged him into the forest. He tried to pull it back but the grip was too tight and he found himself tripping over his feet a few times.
"Slow down Sam! What the fuck?"
"Keep your mouth shut if you know what's good for you."
Paul furrowed his brow getting angry, that was a very unlike Sam thing to say. When they got to a small clearing and he saw Seth, Quil, and Jacob in wolf from he realized why.
Everything was still for a moment when Sam pushed him forward. There was a silent exchange between the wolves and Seth let out a small whine, his ears dropping when Jacob sent a fierce snarl in his direction. Then Quil and Seth were walking around around him, Seth sending him a sad look. Quil nudged Sam along with them, and in a few minutes Paul was left alone with Jacob in his most menacing form.
He swallowed when he stalked toward him, but then turned his head away when the alpha phased, stark naked in front of him. Jacob was still advancing.
"W-what do you want?" he wanted to kick himself for the crack in his voice but it was damn hard not to be intimidated by him.
He inwardly cursed when his back hit a tree, not even realizing he'd been backing away like a coward when Jacob's hands pressed at either sides of his head. It was unnerving to have him so close, let alone naked.
"Are you fucking crazy? Do you know how close I was to phasing in front of everyone?"
Paul couldn't help but flinch, Jacob was shaking and he was scared that he was about to phase again and rip him apart. He wanted to say something but his voice was caught in his throat.
"If I EVER see you with that piece of shit again do you know what I'll do? DO YOU?"
Paul inhaled sharply as Jacob grabbed his chin to force him to look in his eyes, screaming not an inch from his face. Normally Paul's temper would be through the roof by now, but this was Black, and it took all his strength to pull out of his grip and turn his neck to him in an act of submission. The alpha had never been like this before. He'd seen him angry plenty of times but never like this. It struck him from left field and he had no idea how to react, letting instincts take over. Right now his instincts were telling him not to test Black. To stay quiet as Sam said. And most of all, to submit. A word he hated more than most.
"I'll kill him." Jacob whispered coldly, completely serious. "And I won't think twice about it."
Idiotically, Paul forgot all caution at the words, anger finally welling inside him as he looked the other wolf in the eyes and muttered a defiant, "Why?"
"BECAUSE NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT BELONGS TO ME!"
His head snapped right back to the side again, pushing out his neck with a pitiful whimper. He let out another, even more embarrassing whimper as Jacob bit down on his flesh, hard. Almost to the point of drawing blood.
He gasped when one of Jacob's hands took a firm hold of his ass, lifting him a few inches off the ground effortlessly, showing his power.
"Don't you ever bring him here again. He's not welcome in La Push." he growled against the spot he bit, then haphazardly dropped Paul, leaving him panting and wide eyed as he watched the alpha phase and dart into the night.
Paul sank to the forest floor, wrapping his arms around his knees. His brain was on overload, not able to quite process what just happened. Still on edge, he jumped when his phone vibrated in the pocket of his jeans, and his heart sank to his stomach when he looked at the display.
One new text from a number he didn't have listed. It read, 'hey, i couldnt even make it all the way home before wanting to talk to you. cant wait to see you again. XO, Owen'
A/N: This is the very first story I've published on this site. I have Between The Bars about 80% written and will continue to post depending on reviews, so good, bad, or indifferent, please let me know what you think! Sorry for any mistakes but I don't have a beta reader yet, so if you're interested let me know!