I've always wanted to write a story about this idea I had. Bella getting with Jake and then he imprints. I never really found the time, though. After reading a few fanfics along this story line, I decided to give it a shot for myself. Enjoy!

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The first time I knew something was different was when Jake called home and said he'd be working late. I didn't think anything of it, until I decided to surprise him at work with dinner from his favourite diner. I asked the front desk if I could see Jake and they said he left a few hours ago. I raised my eyebrow and shook off any unrealistic judgements.

Maybe he got off at regular time and decided to go out for some drinks?

Every possible conclusion passed through my mind, except the obvious one women would think – he's cheating. That just wasn't possible, though. Jake – well, he was unconditionally in love with me since high school. He would constantly say how much he loved me – practically spewing out sonnets. There wasn't a night that went by that he wouldn't come straight home, yearning to embrace me in his russet arms. I loved that about him – his unwavering loyalty towards me. I don't mean to sound boastful, but how many women get to have a man like that?

Unfortunately, now that I think about it, he has been coming home later for the last few weeks. Like usual, I didn't think much of it. But, tonight, I decided to call him up on it. I slid open my cell phone and held down the number one key.

"Er…hey, Bella." Jake hesitated.

"Jake, where are you?" I demanded.

"I told you, I'm at work catching up on an important assignment."

"How can you blatantly lie to me like that?"

"What are you talking ab…you went to visit me didn't you?" Jake sighed deeply.

"Yep. I even brought you your favourite meal. Which, at the moment, is being devoured by the garbage disposal." The sound of a BLT being destroyed could be heard by Jacob.

"Bells, I'm sorry. It's n-not what you think."

"What, exactly, am I thinking, love?" I was now speaking through my teeth, trying to control my anger and suspicion.

Jacob sighed once more and cleared his throat. "Listen, Bella, I'll come home right now and explain it all to you. I promise."

I spoke a simple, "Hmph," and ended the call with the press of a button.

I'd finally found out what was up with Jacob. Would he really cheat on me -- a man with so much devotion for someone as plain as me? I never once thought that I deserved Jacob Black, but I also never once thought that I'd have to second guess his intentions. I'd had my heart broken once before and I knew nothing could hurt me as badly as that time, but I didn't want to put it to the test.

I was sitting at the small kitchen table for four, in our small apartment in Seattle, when Jacob spilled it to me.

I was shaking uncontrollably with my eyes shut tight. My heart was beating erratically – or was it beating at all? I couldn't tell anymore. All I knew was that for the second time in my life, my world was falling down around me. Did God having something against me? What did I do to deserve this torturous love life? I just wanted to be happy. Is that too much to ask for? I wiped away the tears from my cheeks and took a deep breath.

"Y-you imprinted." I admitted.