Chapter 2

A/N: Thank you to every one for all your support on this reposting, hopefully it's better off the second time around lol. Thanks again to my wonderful beta! Couldn't have done this without her!

Jake POV

We had all the guys over to our house for movie night Friday. I graduated last year and for a present, Bella and Paul went in together to get a small place in La Push so that I could stay near my father. Bella was on the rez all the time and Paul was just alone most of the time anyways. It was a pretty nice place with two bedrooms and a little office area, which became my room.

The kitchen, which had to pass the Bella inspection, was perfect of course. It always smelled like a restaurant or bakeries, which fuck, it practically was because those fucking monsters in the pack were always over. Of course, Bella being Bella can't bring herself to turn those mutts down. We now have the community giving us funding and with the added income of Sam's auto shop, we have enough to feed everyone.

Bella smiled up at me from her spot at my feet and I smiled back. This past year had really been the best. I mean she was actually happy again and our little house had really been turned into a home. Even Paul, the biggest fucking asshole in the world, couldn't help but smile when he got home.

"Alright, shut up!" Paul yelled, startling me out of my little tangent that I had been on for god knows how long. I looked at the TV to see that we were on the second movie already. Fuck! Apparently, I had been lost in my own head for a while.

Bella patted Paul's shoulder and he sat back, settling back into his spot between her legs with his head resting comfortably against her chest. Like a titty neck rest, lucky fucker. It's so fucking funny to see the biggest dick in the world be a little kitten for this little girl. Don't get me wrong, I've come to terms with my Bella infatuation a long time ago. I know that the friend card was firmly in place between her and I, but it doesn't mean I can't use her in my spank bank. Paul must have seen my smirk because he let out a low growl.

"Fuck off Paul." I muttered under my breath, though I knew he heard.

"Both you fuckers shut up." Sam snapped from across the room. "If I miss the beginning of Erin Brockavitch because of you two, you both have morning patrols."

I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to keep from laughing, but I felt Bella's shoulders shaking and when I looked down her hand was over hers and Paul's mouth too.

Luckily, Jared and Kim walked into the house just then, loudly announcing that they had brought the beer and taking orders on who wanted one.

"Bella," I said in a warning voice.

"Jacob Black, I am 21 fucking years old, I think I know when I can and cannot drink." She said shooting me a glare. I shot one right fucking back. She knew what I was warning her about, and it had nothing to do with the drinking it's self.

Bella had been drunk a few times in my presence and that's all it took for me to realize that this girl had a horny switch that was attached to her alcohol tolerance gauge. The more intoxicated she got, the raunchier she became. It's just a shame that I'm such a fucking gentleman because if I were a lesser man, I would keep her drunk every day of every week …chained to my bed…naked….with a year's supply of condoms next to the bed. Fuck.

"Leave her alone, Black, what are you her father, now?" Paul bitched, still looking at the TV screen. I pulled back on Bella's hair, forcing her to look at me. I gave her a meaningful look and she smiled. Though I would have had a perfect view down her little tank top, but Paul's big head was in the way so I reached down and smacked the back of his head.

Paul shot up and jumped on me knocking the whole couch backwards.

"HEY!" Bella yelled, "Knock it off fuckers, or go outside. I don't want you two to rip up the house!" Paul was sitting on my chest, trying to punch my face. I had my arm out, holding his throat so that he was just out of reach. I brought my feet up, wedging them between us and pushed as hard as I could, tossing him backwards... right on top of Bella. Fuck.

"Ouch! Fuck, Paul." I heard Bella shout as I struggled to get to my feet, which was hard to do considering I was still in a sitting position on a now flipped couch. Sam was suddenly there lifting me to my feet and shoving me out the door.

"Sam, let me go!" I yelled, my whole body was shaking, itching for a reason to phase and rip Paul apart. "Sam you can't kick me out of my own fucking house!" I yelled again.

"Jake, go run it off." Sam ordered, tossing me on the ground.

"No, I'm fine." I headed back to the house, but saw the pack staring out the door at me. Everyone, except Paul and Bella. "Just let me go back- I'll behave. I have to check on Bella."

"They're fine." He said flatly, not taking his eyes off my now vibrating body. I wasn't doing a good job of proving I could handle myself, but fuck. This was my fucking house that he was kicking me out of. Why was he trying to get me to leave? It wasn't like it was an impressive fight; Paul and I have gotten into worse. Hell, we fought at Charlie and Sue's wedding last year and broke three tables, plus my wrist.

Sam finally sighed and ran his hand through his hair as if he was going to break some bad news or something. I eyed him warily. "Look, we all know that Paul's a dick, just give yourself time to cool off, please. I trust you to do that on your fucking own, but I would rather have the pack to protect Bella when Paul loses it. You know?"

Okay, so maybe that made some sense. Doesn't mean I had to fucking like it. I rolled my eyes and just walked into the forest to work off my rage.