(A/N) A slightly different take on the imprint thing.
BPOV
Do you know that feeling, when you're certain you just fucked up big time but you can't quite put your finger on just what you did wrong. Yeah, that wasn't the case here. I knew what I did wrong, but frankly I didn't really care, hell I was happy about it. However that might not have been something I should have said out loud.
"I shouldn't have done that but I'm very, very happy that I did." And there went the vein in my dad's forehead, popping up, showing his pure anger. A couple of months ago, maybe even a couple of weeks ago he would have never looked at me like that, but seeing as this was the second time he was bailing me out I could understand his anger.
Up until a few weeks ago I was simply a zombie like little girl who couldn't get over being dumped by a boy. Now I was getting arrested for lewd behaviour in public. Still how public was the forest really? It's not like a lot of people went hiking here.
"Bella, you were arrested for having sex with Paul Lahote of all people, in public!" Yeah, dad does not like Paul one bit. Too bad for him, the guy was my imprint. He was truly exactly what I needed.
Paul had dragged me kicking and screaming out of my depression after Jake had spend weeks trying to coax me out of it. One of the ways he did that was hooking up in public places, which led to me being arrested for the second time this week. So yeah I probably shouldn't have done that, but I am very happy I did.