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Takes place right after the end of Eclipse.

This is a story about a boy named Seth Clearwater. When most people think of him, they see a smiley, happy-go-lucky kid. Even Edward was quoted as saying he has one of the most kindest, purest minds he's ever read.

But what if Seth wasn't really as cheerful and happy as his outward appearance led people to believe?

This a sad story about the boy behind happy eyes.

My life used to be a good one. I was your run-of-the-mill 14 year old. I played videogames, hung out with my friends, you know, the works. It was about the time that Sam entered the picture that my life started to go downhill. Of course, it was Jacob that really changed my life.

But first, more about my good life.

I had a mom, a dad, and a sister and we were all happy people. I know what you're thinking. 'Your sister? Leah? The bitter harpy?' Leah used to be one of the happiest people I knew, if you can believe that. Happier than me even.

We had the good life for a long time, then along came Sam. Sam Uley. He and my sister started dated for a while and things were going really great. That was, of course, until our cousin came to visit. That was the beginning of my life's end.

One fateful day, Emily Young came to visit me and my family. When she got to the house, Sam happened to be there at the time. Worst. Experience. Ever. Sam took one look at Emily and imprinted on her.

Imprinting. A horrible word. A horrible event. Imprinting is the sole reason my life sucked so badly.

As you all know, Sam is a werewolf. A shape-shifter, if you want to get technical. Imprinting is when the werewolf sees the person they are 'meant' to be with. It's like soul mates but much, much worse (in my experiences anyway).

Sam broke, no, destroyed Leah's heart by imprinting on Emily. The worst part for Sam was that he wasn't allowed to explain why he suddenly left her for Emily. It was a wolf secret and at the time neither Leah or I were in the pack, so we both grew to resent Sam and everything he did.

After that incident, Leah turned into the person you think of whenever someone says bitch. She was miserable for the longest time and when she finally got over her depression, she was never the same. She was cold-hearted.

As if our lives couldn't get worse, our father died of a heart attack when I was turned 14. That was a very stressful time for all of us, especially Leah. We both lost a part of ourselves that day.

To make that whole situation even worse, the stress we felt from Dad's death was the catalyst for our first transformation into becoming a werewolf, for us joining Sam's wolf pack. You can imagine how happy that made Leah.

As wolves, we had a direct link to each other's thoughts. It was a really bizarre sensation to hear other people's thoughts inside you own head. Leah constantly had mental images of how much Sam loved Emily bombarding her conscious mind. It wasn't really Sam's fault, as I soon discovered, keeping your thoughts off of those you imprint on was very, very hard.

I know what you're thinking again. 'Wait, wait, wait. You imprinted too? When? On who?' Stop interrupting me. I'm getting to that, keep your pants on.

Soon after Leah discovered our mental connection to the pack, she soon found a way to torture Sam and the rest of the pack as well. She would constantly remind Sam of what he did to her, how he broke her heart. Sam felt really bad about what he did. Believe me, I have a direct line to how he feels. Leah has that connection to Sam too, but she doesn't seem to care.

Let's take a minute and review, shall we? Let's look at the contributing factors to my sad life. You've got the Leah and Sam thing, losing my dad, being forced into becoming a monster and the stresses that come with that, and Leah's revenge on Sam via our thoughts.

You might be thinking that it doesn't sound that bad. It got worse.

I know, you're probably dying to know who I imprinted on and why you never heard about it. I'll tell you. Jacob-fucking-Black.

'You imprinted on Jacob? How come we never knew? Aren't the imprint and the werewolf supposed to fall in love and life happily ever after?' Yes, I imprinted on Jacob. No one knows besides Sam. I had to tell him. As soon as it happened, I was so scared I had no where else to turn. I didn't tell Jacob yet because he's so hung up on Bella. And now that he's run off, I couldn't tell him anyway.

That's not true. I recently got a letter in the mail from Jacob. It was in a plain white envelope, with one word on the front. Seth.

I was walking to get the mail like I normally did a certain smell caught my attention. It smelled musky and woodsy, mixed with the smell of earth. It was an intoxicating aroma. The aroma of Jacob Black.

He had to have been here. It was the only conclusion I could draw. In that one moment of my heart fluttering, I felt happy. The emotion that truly matched the expression I wore on my face at all times. I had to make everyone think I was happy, I don't know why. I just had to.

In that brief instant I thought maybe Jacob was nearby, I was dying to see him. Almost literally dying to see him. One terrible side effect of imprinting is you hurt when you are apart from who you've imprinted on.

I quickly dismissed the thought of him being here when I noticed how faded the scent really was. He was long gone. Again…

I opened the mailbox and the scent grew stronger. With a new found urgency, I looked through the useless pieces of mail until I saw one with Jacob's glorious handwriting. I smiled hugely and ran inside the house, leaving a trail of unwanted letters behind me.

I got to my room and slammed the door shut. I leaned my back against it and slid down, holding the envelope out in front of me. For a few seconds I let my mind wander, thinking of all the marvelous things the letter could say. Before I got too carried away, I shook my head, thinking there is no way Jacob would ever want to be with me.

I flipped the envelope over and opened it, taking out a folded piece of paper. I looked at the page, running my fingers over the letters that Jacob had written, before I started reading.

Seth, You're the only one I can trust to not try to bring me back, so you're the only one I can trust with this letter. I need some real food. These small animals I'm forced to eat really aren't doing it for me.

I laughed at the mental image of Jacob as a big, russet wolf trying to catch a bunny rabbit.

Bring me something to eat. Knowing you, you'll probably want to bring me clothes or something. I don't want them. I'm sticking to this whole 'living like an animal thing'. Well, aside from asking you for food. Don't tell anyone. Head to the river and run north for 15 miles. I'll be there. -Jacob

I smiled as I finished reading the letter. I was going to get to see Jacob. That feeling of happiness engulfed me again. I stood up and headed to the kitchen to prepare some food to bring to him. As I made sandwiches, I started thinking. I needed to tell him. Maybe he'll let me come visit him more if he knows that it kills me to be away from him.

The idea of getting to see Jacob more often made me pretty happy. I put the sandwiches, a big bag of chips, and some sodas into a plastic bag and headed outside. I walked over to the woods surrounding my house and took off my shorts, tying them to my leg. Focusing on the heat in my core, my body exploded outwards into the form of a wolf. I picked up the bag of food with my mouth and headed for the river.

As I neared the river, Jacob's scent got stronger. When the river was in sight, I turned North, stuck my nose to the wind and inhaled. Jacob's scent was in the air. With a wolfish grin, I took off running.

Within minutes, I had run the 15 miles necessary. I wasn't messing around. I needed to see Jacob. I sniffed around, trying to locate where he was, but I couldn't. His scent was everywhere. My assumption was this was where he spent most of his time.

I heard rustling to my right so I turned my head. There he was. Jacob walked out from behind the trees in human form. In naked human form. The bag of food fell from my mouth as my jaw dropped. I had seen Jacob naked before, but it was still a sight to behold.

Without saying anything, he walked over to me and took the food bag and sat down. He opened it and dug right in to the sandwiches. After about 2 of them, he reached for a soda and cracked open the can, spraying soda everywhere. "Son of a bitch! God damn it, Seth!"

I hung my head low, folding my ears back. I didn't do it on purpose but I still made my imprint mad. As Jacob wiped himself clean, I phased back and pulled my shorts on. There was no reason for him to see the effect his wet, naked body had on me. I stood there awkwardly as I prepared to tell Jacob everything.

As my breathing increased, Jacob looked up at me. His eyes weren't the same as they used to be. His big, beautiful, brown eyes were blood shot and crazed. "What is your problem, Seth? Calm the fuck down!"

I winced at his words. I wasn't doing anything wrong. Why was he so mad at me? I inhaled deeply and said what needed to be said. "Jacob, I… I imprinted on you…"

Jacob's breathing faltered and for just a moment, I saw the real Jacob in his eyes. He looked at the ground and clutched his head in his hands. After a few seconds he stood up and looked me in the eyes with the same crazed look as before. "So? What do you want me to do about that?"

"I… I… I was hoping you'd let me come see you again, because it… hurts me to be away from you…" I looked away from him.

Jacob laughed maniacally and started walking around his little clearing in the woods. "You have no IDEA what it's like to hurt! To have your heart toyed with. There's real pain… Bella fucking ruined me! I fell so hard for her and she used me as her crutch when her leech of a boyfriend went M.I.A."

I could see he was truly hurt by what Bella did to him. "Jacob… You don't need to worry about her anymore. You can find someone else to love. Someone… who will love you no matter what…"

"Like who, Seth? You?" He laughed crazily again.

"That's not what I meant…"

"You don't know how many times I spent jerking off the hard-on I got from all of Bella's FUCKING TEASING! That can't even be considered teasing! There were times when she even touched my cock! Whether it was on purpose or not, who knows. But she fucking touched me and denied me time and time again." At this point, I had no idea what to say or do. Jacob was spiraling. "That God damn cunt! It pisses me off just thinking about it!"

I took a tentative step forward. I felt deep in my heart that I needed to help him but I didn't know how.

Jacob's back was turned to me as he threw his head back in another fit of crazed laughter. Is this what living like an animal does to you? "That's not true…" He turned around and pointed to his crotch, which was now fully erect. "I get hard just thinking about her… I loved her so much! I got so fed up with her! Look at this! She still gets to me when I'm miles away from her! God DAMN it!"

I turned away. As much as I wanted to help him, there was nothing I could do. He was in love with Bella.

"Wait…"

I turned back to him and saw he had a frightening smile on his face.

"I'm tired of having to jerk off because of her… But now I no longer have to…" His crazed eyes met mine. "Suck my dick."

"What…?"

He laughed as he walked towards me. "You heard me. Suck my dick!"

I took a step backwards. "Jacob, no. I… no."

"What? Are you saying no to your imprint?" He had me. His words sent a shooting pain through my chest. I swallowed hard and stared into his eyes. "That's right, Seth…"

Mindlessly, I sank to my knees as Jacob walked up to me, his erection mere centimeters from my face. What am I doing…?

"Suck it…"

That was the night that my life truly was destroyed. I was taken advantage of. I lost myself. The thing about imprinting is… you become whatever your imprint needs you to be. That night I became Jacob's bitch.