A/N: Thank you for the warm reception. Thanks to MarninaNamaste who is my friend and beta. Hope our little hottie's ex put on a good concert. :)

You know it will get worse before it gets better, right? You know that, right?

Here's chapter two.

Chapter 2

"What the fuck, dude? You gave her advice?" Quil was incredulous. "On how to get with someone else?"

"No," I snapped. "I just told Bella to be herself. That's not advice-she just needs to…be." My phone still taunted me with her giddy text about Edward asking her to the school dance. I swiped my thumb across the screen the turn the damn thing off.

"That worked on you, why would you let that work on someone else? You should have told her all the things that you hate about girls and women. Then she would have sent him running," Embry suggested. "Dumbshit."

"Yeah, because that would have been subtle. I'll take care not to take dating advice from you. You've never even been on a date," I fired back. "Asshole."

"Yes, subtly is working so well for you," Quil returned. "You're not allowed count your make out sessions with Susan Tallgrass as dating, either." He pointed an accusing finger at me. I didn't know why the hell not. They'd been a steady occurrence for almost six months and very educational. She put an end to them when she fell for Paul Lahote who never looked twice at her after he fucked her once at a party. Didn't matter to me, though. That was right after Bella'd moved back to Charlie's.

"What about Leah Clearwater?" I smirked. That had happened quite unexpectedly last weekend at the rez bonfire. She was totally blitzed and practically attacked me coming out of the bathroom.

"Wait, what?" Quil asked, his head turning so fast I was sure he'd get whiplash.

"That was totally a rebound since Sam dumped her. She was in the mood, if you know what I mean," Embry drawled.

"I don't know what you mean," Quil replied. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"He totally made out with Leah," Embry clarified to Quil, his smirking eyes never left mine. "Sam's totally gonna kick your ass if ever finds out," he added.

"Where was I?" Quil asked.

"Drooling over Chepi and probably jacking off behind the driftwood," I chortled.

"Fuck you!" Quil answered, though he looked a little sheepish. He'd totally slapped the sausage.

"And I did more than just make out with her," I added. "She was feeling fine and fulfilled when I got done with her. Sam has no right after dumping Leah for her cousin."

"Did you fuck her?" Quil's mouth hung open in awe.

"I let my fingers do the walking," I bragged, not admitting or denying anything. "She needed something. I just helped out a friend." We hadn't fucked, but she gave great head after I had her panting like a dog through a double finger-fuck orgasm.

"So why don't you help out Bella like that?" Embry smirked. Prick.

"Because that's not how I see Bella, asshole. I don't want to just get her off."

"I know what you want," Embry said. "And that Edward's gonna give her what you gave Leah." Before I knew it I was across the room and my hand was around Embry's throat while he lay flat on his back.

"You better knock that shit off, Call," I hissed through clenched teeth, kneeling on his chest. "It's bad enough she's going to a dance with the fucker, but it's a real date. The asshole actually does like her." Embry wasn't angry about my outburst, he was rather pleased he'd gotten under my skin. He shifted under my weight and laughed at my distress.

"So what are you going to do about it? Are you finally going to grow a pair and make a move on her?" he choked out from under my grip.

"Jake, you're gonna hurt him," Quil whined, looking worried.

"Good," I said pushing down on him and causing his head to bang against the floor. I kneeled into his gut to get into a standing position. He grunted and sucked in some air.

"You're just a bit too touchy," Embry said, smirking and sitting up while rubbing his neck. He was one smug mother fucker. "How is it fair that you can get Leah Clearwater off one weekend and be upset that Bella has a date for the next? You're a hypocrite."

I knew it. But it's not like I was sleeping with Leah...or anyone. That I was saving for someone else. And he knew it.

"And you're an asshole."

Tell me Jake didn't lose y'all's sympathy.

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